Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

Seventeen vs Xiao Ziyu

01

When Shi Qi opened his eyes, the sky was already dark, only a round of cold moon hung far away in the clouds, coating the blue tiles beside him with a layer of silver frost.

It was about three o'clock, and Shi Qi yawned silently. The blue tiles under her body were probably just replaced, and she was lying a bit uncomfortable. She moved a position and moved a tile and leaned down to look down.

Sure enough, the boring dinner party was not over yet.

Fortunately, I didn't wait foolishly. Shi Qi was grateful for his decision to sleep first, and at the same time began to subconsciously look for Xiao Ziyu in the crowd.

Xiao Ziyu was still sitting on the top seat just like she was before going to bed, she didn't seem to move half a step at all, her face was still indifferent, she just sat there without saying a word, from time to time people from all walks of life who she didn't know went over to toast her with shy faces , she would not refuse anyone.

The hand that raised the sleeve to receive the wine was still steady, and the movement of raising the head to drink was not sloppy, looking extremely clean.

Shi Qi rolled his big eyes on the roof and muttered, "Hold on."

Her condescending position is really good, as soon as she lowers her head, she can see Xiao Ziyu's right hand clenched into a fist under the table, and the blood-red earlobe half hidden in the black hair.

Shi Qi was suddenly a little curious, wouldn't she be able to hold back after drinking so much?

Cough cough, thinking of the majestic martial arts lord being drunk to the point where she couldn't bear it, she couldn't help but want to laugh. She endured the hard work of laughing, trembled half a tile, and fell down the uncovered tile hole .

The sound of the tiles falling to the ground was extremely crisp, and the commotion in the hall fell silent for an instant. Shi Qi suddenly became curious about the faces of those so-called masters of the rivers and lakes when they found out that they were being peeped at, so he continued to look desperately into the tile hole.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes met her in an instant, all of them were full of astonishment.

Thinking about it, these masters who boasted of listening to all directions and seeing all directions were blatantly peeped at such an important gathering, not to mention the degree of embarrassment, the psychological blow alone cannot be healed in a moment.

Xiao Ziyu was the first to react. The sharp sword edge made a thick mark in the wind. Shi Qi heard the sharp sound of the long sword splitting the wind in her ears. The next moment, the rubble under her body collapsed and turned into Broken tiles fell from the roof.

"It's really ruthless." Seventeen muttered, with his toes barbs on the beams, and only a pair of clear eyes showing a smile on his tightly covered face covered by black cloth.

"Let's go one step ahead."

As the words fell, he exerted force on his legs, and the black clothes drew a thrilling arc in the wind and quickly disappeared into the depths of the night wind.

The faces of the people in the hall were either blue or black, and it was not until the sound of Xiao Ziyu's sword sheathing that they pulled everyone back from deep thinking. Throwing out the window into the eternal night.

But in the blink of an eye, the place that was still full of people just now was empty, and after the excited crowd rushed out, only Xiao Ziyu remained in place.

The thin and slender right hand was holding the scabbard, with a little blush on the fingertips, and he walked out the door indifferently and unhurriedly.

Outside the door, there were people from the Jianghu who were not strong enough to see Xiao Ziyu coming out, and the new lord leader hurriedly pointed out the way: "Liu, Hero Liu chased that man to the west."

Xiao Ziyu nodded, and then continued to walk towards the guest room where he was staying at a steady pace.

"Xiao, Leader Xiao?" Seeing the white clothes completely disappear at the end of the corridor, the stunned group of people behind them finally yelled in vain and disbelief.

However, no one cares.

Shi Qi felt that she was about to burst out of laughter, there were so many people here, and she was afraid that it would be bad for her to make any noise, so she immediately mentioned lightness kung fu, and followed Xiao Ziyu's figure to the backyard.

Xiao Ziyu likes to be quiet, so the courtyard where she stayed didn't even have a waiter. The two solitary lamps blurred the long corridor, and Shi Qi could see a swaying figure from a distance.

Sure enough, it was stubborn, Shi Qixin said.

She has been sneaking with Xiao Ziyu for more than ten years, and she has never seen her drink so much alcohol. She can still hold her airs in front of others as if she is determined, but now——

She was thinking wildly in her mind, but she didn't slow down. When she caught up, Xiao Ziyu's center of gravity was unsteady and he tilted outwards. She stretched out her hand almost subconsciously to pull Xiao Ziyu.

Xiao Ziyu was completely drunk, his body was limp, and he didn't look like a martial arts master at all. When someone pulled him, he immediately turned around and turned to the other side, and it happened to bump into Shiqi's shoulder.

The breathing is staggered for a moment.

Shi Qi tensed up, and looked towards the corridor with lingering fear, probably for the sake of being arty, a huge inner lake was dug in Liu's mansion, the corridor hangs above the clear water, the scenery is really picturesque from a distance.

But if she hadn't just pulled it out, the majestic martial arts leader would have fallen headlong into the lake and drowned.

Compared with the shameful death of drowning, is it better to be assassinated by an unknown master and die in misfortune?

Shi Qi touched the knife at his waist with his backhand, and there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

Did she assassinate Xiao Ziyu hundreds of times diligently, and finally succeed because she was drunk?

It's really... a bit embarrassing.

Regardless, what is the process?The killer's creed is of course that the result is the most important!

The knife was half an inch out, the cold light was contrasted by the cold wind in the lake, a flash of light flashed across Xiao Ziyu's eyelids, and the drunk man struggled to open his eyelids.

Seventeen's hand that drew the knife froze.

The drunken man's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and the shimmer touched the bottom of his eyes, causing a trace of innocent bewilderment to look over, and there was barely a trace of clarity in his eyes.

Shi Qi felt that her back was sweating coldly, she knew Xiao Ziyu's skills, the two of them were within walking distance of each other, Xiao Ziyu was almost lying on her back.

It couldn't be easier to hold her back and throw her into the lake.

However, Xiao Ziyu just stared at her for a while, his cheeks flushed slightly, and suddenly he bowed his head sincerely, and said, "Thank you very much."

Thanks for what?Thanks to me, I just couldn't bear to let her drown in the lake and ruin her fame for a lifetime, so I plan to kill her with my own hands?

Shi Qi's head stuck for a moment, but he continued subconsciously: "Okay, easy to say, no thanks."

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, probably someone came here, and the person in front of him was obviously not something he could have achieved in a short while, Shi Qi immediately let go and retreated, clasped his fists like a quack, and jumped into the darkness again inside.

In fact, he didn't jump very far, but he just leaned on the side of the corridor and eavesdropped.

The servant hurried over and asked: "Leader, when I came here just now, I saw a figure beside the leader from a distance. I don't know which hero it is?"

Xiao Ziyu was silent for a moment, and replied, "My lord."

Probably wanting to say that the nobles are helping.

After all, it was a life-saving grace, although the original intention was to kill her with his own hands.

Hearing Xiao Ziyu's staggering footsteps gradually drifting away, Shi Qi only felt sadness coming from it.

02

Seventeen's luck has not been very good.

When I was seven years old, there was a famine in my hometown. My parents couldn't support their five children and decided to send them to a reclusive hero on the mountain as an apprentice. The bitter cold on the mountain is far away from the world, and no one volunteers to suffer.

So father and mother found five bamboo sticks, one long and one short, and she happened to draw the short one by chance.

She went up the mountain to kowtow to the reclusive hero, and the master drank tea first and asked her name, her voice was still childish, and she said nonuo: "Return to the master, my name is Shi Qingyi."

The master's ears are not very good when he is old, and he praised him very much after hearing it: "Seventeen, a good name."

Shi Qingyi: "..."

Since then, her name has been changed, and she is called Xiao Shiqi by her brothers and sisters every day in the valley. Xiao Shiqi remembers getting up in the morning to feed the chickens.

Every day the rooster does not crow and goes out to practice exercises, and the dog comes back to sleep dragging its wounds after sleeping soundly.

When she achieved some success in martial arts, the master called all the disciples to arrange a row of wax balls on the table. The task of becoming a teacher was written in the wax balls. It was all by God's will, and she won the strongest one again.

The young son of the martial arts leader, Xiao Ziyu.

Shi Qi had just turned 12 when he saw Xiao Ziyu for the first time.

It was winter of one year, and the end of the year was approaching. There were strings of fiery red lanterns hanging under the eaves covered by fresh snow. The master led her to the gate of Xiao's mansion through the knee-deep snow.

The rich and powerful families are very different from their broken Guli.

"Master, are you bringing your apprentice to see relatives?" She said in a childish voice, breathed a breath of white steam into her palm, and followed her master up the tall courtyard wall with a kick.

The master glanced at her, expressed his approval for her lightness kung fu, and continued: "No, I will bring you to see the dead."

Shi Qi froze for a moment, puzzled: "But this is not Yizhuang?"

"Who says there are only dead people in Yizhuang?" The master kicked her and lifted her collar. The wind was blowing under his feet, and he carried her wildly on the wall of Xiao's mansion with great skill. A courtyard wall in the inner courtyard.

This is an extremely elegant small yard, planted with two white plum trees, the new snow is the same color as the plum blossoms, and the little girl standing under the jagged flower tree is dressed in white, carved with jade, and her skin is as white as a blown bullet under the reflection of the snow. , the long sword in his hand is as silvery as a sword.

Before she had time to marvel at the pure white scenery, a stern sword light had already passed before her eyes. Before she could react, the master kicked her off the wall.

"Who is it?" The girl's face was cold, and the sword light poured down like a handful of heavy snow.

Shi Qi tilted his head stiffly, behind the wall was the clear sky after the snow, blue as washed, and no one was there.

She knew immediately that she was on her own this time.

"Competition, competition." She heard her stammering voice.

The girl stared at her for a while, not sure whether she believed it or not, but at least she withdrew the sword, and her vision flickered like a stinging sword.

After she struggled to get up from the snowdrift, she saw another sword in the girl's hand.

The girl handed her the sword with a solemn and calm expression: "Contest."

She froze for a moment, belatedly remembering the embarrassment she had just fallen, and her butt that was still hurting until now, then she grabbed the sword and rushed over with a loud shout.

A quarter of an hour later, she was thrown out by Xiao's nursing home.

The master had just finished eating a bowl of wontons, and when he picked his teeth, he hadn't forgotten that he still had a poor apprentice who was beaten, so he brought her two pancakes.

She covered her swollen right cheek, gnawed on pancakes and asked angrily, "You say you want me to look at a dead person, but this one is obviously alive!"

"In a killer's mind, her prey should be a dead person," Master criticized her. "This shows that you are not a qualified killer yet."

That's right, in the eyes of the simple villagers, those with high martial arts skills are heroes, but in fact the master he worships is a killer who everyone shouts and beats in the rivers and lakes.

Taking people's money and taking people's lives, every wax pill is a life.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the important thing is: "Wait? The one in white just now is Xiao Ziyu?"

"Otherwise what would I do to pull you here?" Master sneered.

"Didn't you say that the head of the martial arts alliance is a young master?!"

——So why is it a little girl carved in powder and jade?

No one gave her an answer to this question. The master took her to look for food in the snowy night, and only told her one thing. The humble little Seventeen in the valley.

From then on, her miserable half life began, and for the next ten years, she was always regretting why she was so lucky in the first place, why did she just draw Xiao Ziyu?

——Xiao Ziyu is a rare young genius in the past hundred years.

And Shi Qi has learned all his life to kill her.

It's not that if friends don't get together, they will bump their heads and bleed.