The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

"Damn things!!"

In the deserted woods, Jiang Weiyun held the bow and arrow in one hand, his knuckles turned white with force, and smashed hard on the trunk of a big tree with the other hand. The trunk trembled slightly, creating a depression.

Jiang Weiyun stared at his fist, and said with a sense of hating himself for indisputable: "It's just a bastard who just reached the golden core stage, what the hell am I afraid of?"

After calming down, he couldn't help squinting his eyes again, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Forget it, let's see how I deal with you later."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Weiyun turned to leave, but just as he lifted his footsteps, a huge snowball hit the back of his head.

The snowball shattered and fell to the ground, Jiang Weiyun paused for a moment, and turned around with a ferocious expression on his face that wanted to eat people.

However, he didn't see anything, and there was still a deserted forest behind him, and he didn't know where the snowball was thrown from.

Feeling quite puzzled, he turned his head, and what caught his eyes was an upside-down fox face staring at him with a smile.

Jiang Weiyun was terrified, and fell on his back dancing with arms and legs, his buttocks hurt and numb from the fall.

With trembling hands, he pointed at Xuehu incoherently and shouted: "You...you, what the hell!?"

"What the hell, this fox has a name." Xuehu bent his eyes and smiled, transforming from a young fox into a white-haired fox fairy with a height of more than eight feet, dressed in white, holding a A spirit stone with a faint light blue light said, "You guys are not good at anyone, but you are targeting our lord's little heart. Alas, poor."

Xuehu suddenly grabbed Jiang Weiyun's collar, and a white light dazzled his eyes. Xuehu's figure gradually turned into thin smoke and drifted away. Jiang Weiyun also closed his eyes suddenly, and his terrified expression gradually became cold.

After the strong light gradually dimmed, "Jiang Weiyun" slowly opened his eyes, and rubbed his shoulders as if he was not used to this body.Then he stood up from the ground, looked around, and after a long time of contemplation, he held his chin and said, "Hey, the whole field of vision has become lower."

This body is not as tall as Xuehu's human form, but it's not short either.

It spread its palm, looked at the light blue spirit stone, and said hesitantly: "When I think about how I was chased and beaten by that kid before, I really don't want to see that kid. But I didn't Way, who made this your order."

After a long time, it said again: "But having said that, even without me, this guy named Jiang can't seem to hurt that cunning kid."

After finishing speaking, Xuehu stretched his waist again, took a breath of fresh air, and mumbled lazily: "You clearly care about him so much, why didn't you tell him, and let him hate you to the bone."

A ray of warm light shone in through the green shade, and a crisp sound suddenly came out of the Lingshi, like the sound of nature in an empty valley, but the tone was cold: "Too much nonsense."

Xuehu was slightly taken aback when he heard this, then stuffed the spirit stone in his hand into his pocket, and sighed: "...Oh, that's all."

·

During the archery competition, the head of Wu Huazong and the elders were sitting on the attic near the competition platform.

The scope of the competition table is relatively wide, and there are moving targets in front of it. The disciples participating in the competition will face off in pairs for a knockout match.

The person who hits the most targets within the specified time wins, and the winner can proceed to the next round of competition. The disciple who finally wins the leader will accept the most supreme exercise in the "Arrow" of Wu Huazong taught by the headmaster himself. .

It is said that it can greatly improve the cultivation base, even surpassing a class.

And throughout the ages, those who can stand out among the hundreds of disciples and be awarded the exercises have now become elders whose status is second only to the head of the Wuhua Sect.

Jiang Weiyun, as the chief disciple of the head master, naturally has high hopes. Whether it is the head master, the elders, or all the disciples, he is regarded as a candidate for the championship.

It's just that now, the champion candidate is eating an apple in the audience, while yelling, "Oh, it's a pity, junior brother, I almost shot it", "No, what's the matter with you, you didn't perform at your usual level. This is", "Where did the trash come from, you haven't figured out the direction of the wind today, it's nothing like a match", "Oh, this is not bad, it's better than I imagined, work harder, brother look forward to it wait……

Very lack of manners and demeanor.

Almost no two were judged by "Jiang Weiyun" after the competition. A woman in the audience looked at each other in dismay and whispered, "Uh, what's wrong with Senior Brother Jiang?"

"I don't know, I feel a little crazy..."

"This is a bit..."

"Could it be that he was driven mad by Junior Brother Jing?"

"Who knows..."

While talking, they involuntarily glanced at Jing Wuyou in the crowd, and saw that the other party folded his arms and watched the competition of other disciples on the stage calmly, with a natural attitude, as if he didn't notice anything about Jiang Weiyun. abnormal.

A disciple next to Jing Wuyou bumped him on the shoulder and asked, "Hey, don't you think Brother Jiang is a bit strange? He is usually not a person who talks nonsense, and he is also very face-saving, it is impossible It's so... so loud in front of a large crowd."

Jing Wuyou lowered his eyes and glanced at the disciple who bumped into him. After hearing what he said, he raised his head and looked in the direction of "Jiang Weiyun". Let one continue to gnaw, calling out from time to time: "If you continue like this, there is no hope of practicing good skills!"

Jing Wuyou looked at him meaningfully for a while, "Jiang Weiyun" just felt stared at by a thorny cold gaze, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He shrunk his neck, rubbed his arms, and inadvertently raised his head to meet Jing Wuyou's gaze. After the two of them were in a stalemate for a few seconds, "Jiang Weiyun" hurriedly averted his gaze, swallowed, and continued to support Jing Wuyou as if nothing had happened. The disciples cheered on the stage.

The disciple next to him asked: "What's the matter, brother, do you also think that brother Jiang is a bit strange?"

Jing Wuyou smiled and said, "No, it's normal."

·

"Next match: Liu Jiu, Jing Wuyou."

It was Jing Wuyou's turn to play, and "Jiang Weiyun" immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

He was full from eating apples before, and now he took out a bag of melon seeds and began to knock, in short, he couldn't stop his mouth for a moment.

The disciples in the audience all cheered for Jing Wuyou and Liu Jiu: "Come on, Junior Brother Jing!"

"Senior Brother Liu, please do your best. You are a first-class master next to Senior Brother Jiang, so don't lose to Senior Brother."

Jing Wuyou and Liu Jiu bowed to thank each other, and then walked onto the stage with smiles on their faces.

The disciples in the audience were discussing: "Tell me, who will win?"

"Nonsense, maybe it's Senior Brother Liu, he's quite capable."

"I don't think so. Didn't you see Junior Brother Jing's performance this morning? It scared Senior Brother Jiang so much—"

"Put it down, it's just because Senior Brother Jiang is not in a good condition today. Senior Brother Liu, who is now competing with him, how could Senior Brother Liu lose to this half-baked guy who only knows how to be dazed all day long and refuses to practice."

"Jiang Weiyun" stared straight at Jing Wuyou's body walking onto the stage, and thought to himself while kneading the melon seeds in his hand: In the past three years, this kid is 21 years old, and he looks even more handsome than in previous years It's mature.

After thinking about it, he bowed his back and lowered his head and said quietly: "My lord, do you want to take a look?"

The light blue spirit stone in the placket glowed faintly, but there was no response.

Xuehu said angrily: "Oh, don't worry, my lord, the distance is so far, and I speak very softly, that kid can't hear me."

Still no response.

Xuehu sighed silently, shook his head and said, "You are too indifferent."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Jing Wuyou, and met the other's gaze again: Jing Wuyou was smiling towards this side.

"..."

"Fuck."

After being stunned for a few seconds, Xuehu lowered his head again because of his guilty conscience. This time he was unsteady, and the melon seeds in his hand scattered all over the ground, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead and palms.

...No, when did this kid come over?

He could guarantee that with the volume he had just now, it was absolutely impossible for Jing Wuyou to hear him, so how did the other party pay attention?

Could it be that it was discovered?

No, no, I acted so well that it was impossible to be discovered.It must be because this man named Jiang Weiyun had made a feud with him before, and that kid wanted to provoke him... that's right, that's right, that's it!

This time, there was a reprimand like a mosquito from the spirit stone: "Trash."

Xuehu was terrified of being beaten by Jing Wuyou in the past, trembling with nervousness, wanting to cry but not crying: "My lord, don't scold me, woo woo, it's so scary..."

·

On the stage, Liu Jiu bowed his hands to Jing Wuyou and said hello: "Junior Brother Jing."

Jing Wuyou also smiled and cupped his hands in return.

Liu Jiu said: "I won't show mercy. If Junior Brother Jing loses, don't blame me."

Jing Wuyou smiled and said: "Of course not, please."

At the beginning of the competition, there were countless moving targets floating in the air. Holding a green bow and arrow, Liu Jiu took the lead in leaping into the air. Several cyan light arrows flashed past, and with only one move, he hit three targets.

The audience cheered.

Liu Jiu landed safely, and said to Jing Wuyou, "Junior Brother Jing, please."

Jing Wuyou lowered his eyelids, stared at the fiery red bow and arrow in his hand for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid this is a bit unfair."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

"What's unfair? Senior Brother Liu is really talented. Don't just say it's unfair if you can't compare to others!"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter with you, junior brother, how is this unfair?"

Xuehu kowtowed halfway through the melon seeds, pouted her mouth and murmured, "What is this little devil doing?"

Liu Jiu walked slowly in front of Jing Wuyou, and said seriously, "Junior Brother Jing, is there any trick for brother?"

Jing Wuyou replied: "No."

Liu Jiu was silent for a while, and then said: "Then did you tamper with the target for brother?"

Jing Wuyou said again: "No."

Liu Jiu said: "Then dare to ask Junior Brother, why is it unfair?"

There was a lot of noise under the stage.

Jing Wuyou glanced at the noisy audience, then turned to look at the headmaster and elders in the attic, and finally looked in Jiang Weiyun's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and then said to Liu Jiu: "If I use this bow to compare with you , it's not fair to you and me."

Liu Jiu raised her eyebrows in doubt and said, "Oh? Junior Brother thinks your bow is not as good as mine. That's okay, I can compete with you with an ordinary bow."

This is also true, his bow is top-notch, as a senior brother using this bow to compete with his juniors will inevitably be said to be too harsh.

After finishing speaking, Liu Jiu was about to ask for an ordinary bow from the teachers and brothers in the audience, but was stopped by Jing Wuyou who pressed his shoulder.

Jing Wuyou smiled and said: "You misunderstood, what I mean is, you have no chance of winning with the bow you have now. So, can you find me an ordinary wooden bow?"