White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Chapter [-] Death

After Lan Qiu returned to the valley, he didn't see anyone, so he was slightly relieved.

Since he has already told Ling Changqing, what should be done must be done, and it is better for Duan Yixuan.

But it's better to take it slow.

Although it was the best plan, it would be quite stressful for Lan Qiu to implement it.

He returned to the room, lowered his eyes to write a note, and finally turned into a paper crane with his spiritual power. He opened the window and let the paper crane fly out. Nothing was written on the paper crane, only three words were written.

Castlevania.

In the realm of self-cultivation, there are concentrated places where demon cultivators exist. At the entrance of the demon world there, if you want to enter the demon world, you must pass through the Castlevania.

Although the magic cultivators appeared there concentratedly, they did not exist without rules. At least there was order and there would be no chaos. This was the best place Lan Qiu could think of.

Duan Yixuan is still in the valley, sooner or later he has to do something.

Lan Qiu looked at the scenery outside the window, her gaze stayed on the big tree with falling leaves, her eyes dimmed, and her fingertips tapped on the table again and again.

He doesn't like the system, it can even be said that he hates it very much. If he can get rid of the system, there will be no consequences like now.

But is it really impossible for him to escape?

Is it really like the system said, if you don't follow the big plot line, you will definitely die?

Lan Qiu sat there for a long time, until he heard a soft sound, he raised his head slightly, sat quietly for a few seconds, then got up and opened the door to go out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Duan Yixuan standing under the stairs,

The young man has a tall figure, his long hair is a little messy, and the profile of his profile is cold and firm, looking a little embarrassed.

Duan Yixuan heard the sound, looked back, Lan Qiu was standing on the steps, looking down at him with light eyes.

"Master." He called out.

Lan Qiu didn't answer.

Duan Yixuan looked at him quietly: "Master, do you think I did it, or do you believe me?"

Lan Qiu asked calmly: "Can you get a different answer if you ask the same question twice?"

"Maybe."

Duan Yixuan looked away.

"I've said it before, even if I want to believe you, it's hard for me to believe those things with convincing evidence." Lan Qiu said flatly.

There is no expression on his face, not like before, but really cold, so pale that there is no emotion, there seems to be a layer of coldness between his brows and eyes

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"No matter how solid the evidence is, you can't admit what you haven't done." Duan Yixuan looked up at Lan Qiu, and said in a low voice, "I believe you."

The sound was so small that only he could hear it.