The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

· Wu Huazong

White snow covered the green bushes, and Luo Chen was clearing the snow on the ground with other brothers and sisters at this time. Suddenly, the center of his brow was hot, as if it was burning, he couldn't help frowning, stopped his movements, and reached out to touch the center of his brow , thoughtfully.

The other disciples saw that he stopped suddenly, dropped the shovel on the ground, and asked in confusion, "Junior Brother Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Chen himself didn't know what was wrong, he always felt his heart beating wildly, and muttered to himself: "I don't know, I just feel a little pain on the forehead."

"Are you injured? I'll take a look for you." The disciple went around to Luo Chen, removed his hand covering his forehead, opened his eyes and looked around, but didn't see any wounds, and held Luo Chen again. He checked his wrist for a pulse, but couldn't detect anything, and said, "No injury, are you too tired?"

Another disciple also stopped working after hearing the words, and said with a sneer, "Luo Chen has been eating or sleeping recently in order to heal his injuries. How could he be tired?"

Indeed, since returning from Xuankun Mountain after catching the monster, Luo Chen has been recuperating in the Wuhua Sect, and did not participate in many training competitions, large and small.

His appearance is already pretty, and even the older female disciples like him very much, and they scramble to take care of him for a while, so in the past ten days, except for walking around by himself occasionally, Luo Chen almost It's very easy to open your mouth when you come to eat and stretch out your hands when you come to clothes.

That disciple thought it was very polite, but he still said: "Why don't you take a break, we'll just come here."

Luo Chen blinked, feeling the burning sensation on his forehead getting stronger. After a while, he suddenly said to himself: "Why do I feel that there is a personal consciousness hidden in my forehead?"

As soon as these words came out, the other two disciples were stunned for a moment, then shuddered at the same time, looked at him with strange expressions, folded their arms, and said tremblingly: "What, don't be scary, okay! ?”

"Ah? I'm not scary, I really feel..." Luo Chen frowned even tighter.

The wind began to blow gently, and unknowingly, wisps of white mist rose in the air, and the clear eyes were covered by the white mist so that they couldn't open their eyes. After a while, under the gaze of the two disciples, there was a moment of silence between them. A ray of white light escaped from between Luo Chen's brows, and turned into a phantom standing in the middle of the snow.

The phantom was in a translucent posture, dressed in white clothes, black hair curled up high with a snow-white jade crown, clear eyebrows, and a calm expression, like an exiled immortal descended from the sky.

Luo Chen: "..."

Two disciples: "..."

Luo Chen said, "Who is this?"

Two disciples: "The one who ran out from between your foreheads, the ghost knows who it is!?"

The phantom stood in the snow, his white body just blending in with the snow scene. He lowered his eyes and shook hands with the air as if moving his joints. Then he looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Luo Chen and the two. On the body of the two disciples, he was silent for a moment, and slowly approached in their direction.

The phantom that suddenly appeared was too unimaginable, but since others could see it, it proved that it was not the phantom produced by Luo Chen.

He instinctively wanted to take a step back, but the phantom spoke first, "You...are you Wuyou?"

Luo Chen was taken aback, and after sneaking a glance at the seniors beside him, he smiled awkwardly and said to them, "Of course I'm not... Well, the person you're talking about should be Brother Jing, right? Do you know him?"

Xu Ying answered the wrong question: "If it's not Wuyou, then you are Luo Chen."

Seeing that he didn't answer his own question, Luo Chen looked even more embarrassed, but seeing this person's virtuous demeanor, he felt that he must be an elder with extremely high morals and should not be offended, and said, "Well... May I ask who are you?"

Xu Ying raised his eyes to look at him, turned around without saying a word for a moment, a sword was unsheathed in the air, the phantom gradually became a real shadow, he stood on the Yuanlan Sword, white light passed by, and in an instant Disappear.

This person actually left without doing anything, leaving only Luo Chen and the others in a daze.

After a long while, one of the disciples said slowly, "...Luo Chen, do you know how to juggle?"

Luo Chen: "..."

·

The sky was dark, and there were a few faintly glowing red fruits embedded on the ground, illuminating the dead trees and weeds scattered all over the road in front of us.

There are two forks in front of you.

One looks dangerous, and the other looks smooth.But at this moment, Feng Chiling, who was dressed in water, just happened to stand still in the distance, and she didn't feel the pain in her abdomen, and the blood that should have disappeared from her body without a trace.

He seemed to be taken away by his soul, and he stood there quietly as if he couldn't figure out what happened at this moment.

Just when he was about to take a step forward, two familiar voices of conversation suddenly shook his ears, Feng Chiling's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked for his reputation.

I saw a man in black and a man in blue walking forward, talking and laughing.The latter walks in front, and the former follows behind. Even in such a strange and ghostly place, he can feel like a spring breeze with a smile on his face.

These two people are exactly Jing Wuyou and himself.

Just what they were 100 years ago.

At that time, Jing Wuyou was still the little junior who would only follow behind him, care about him silently, and protect him. At that time, he was not possessed by demons, and there was no trace of the blood-red inner demon between his brows.

Everything is like going back to the past.

Maybe it's longing, maybe it's nostalgia.Feng Chiling didn't take her eyes off them, but she didn't know what to do, she could only watch helplessly as the two of them didn't notice him at all, and passed her by.

100 years ago, when they came to the Xie Ling Realm, they chose the road to the Xie Ling Palace. Although it looked dangerous, it was indeed the right road.But at this moment, these two people are walking in the opposite direction—there is no doubt that they are going in the direction of Burying God Mountain.

I don't know why, Feng Chiling was suddenly a little anxious, knowing that these two people couldn't hear, but she couldn't help but said to them: "You can't go, there, you can't get in."

However, "Jing Wuyou" dressed in black seemed to have really heard what he said, stopped and turned to glance at him, Feng Chiling's body trembled slightly.

The other party's eyes looked like icebergs when they looked at him, as if they were looking at a stranger, Feng Chiling couldn't help but startled, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable, but soon stopped looking at him.

I saw that "Jing Wuyou" suddenly changed his face at the next moment, smiled and embraced the person beside him, put the tip of his nose in front of the other person's hair, sniffed lightly and greedily, and then walked towards the Burial God Mountain together with that person as if nothing had happened .

Feng Chiling stared at all this in a daze, her Adam's apple rolled up and down unnaturally, the knuckles of her right hand turned white with force, and the area around her eyes was slightly red. He gritted his teeth and said in a harsh voice, "What's going on..."

He took a deep breath, then took a step and followed.

Ordinary people can't get to Burial God Mountain, only those who are about to die have the opportunity to go to that place before dying and learn about life.

Feng Chiling originally thought that before entering the barrier, she would be rejected, but she didn't know that the step under his feet made him collapse smoothly.

Seeing this, Feng Chiling's consciousness seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and he was suddenly top-heavy. He barely stopped, and looked up.

The surrounding scenery has changed, and the way out is very different from the place he imagined, which is different.

A simple thatched hut, a crumbling broken wooden bed, the place is so small that you can hit the wall after a few steps.The outside of the house seems to be a farmland, and the outside is full of half-person-high straw and crops. It is the harvest season, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the harvested crops are particularly lush. On the road next to the field, many children can be seen chasing Fighting, and the helpless expressions of the adults who are gentle and persuasive.

—Here is where he used to live.

To be precise, it is the place where he lived all the time before going to Xuankun Mountain.

Feng Chiling looked at all this in a daze, his heart beating violently, suddenly, he heard a clear and clear girl's voice piercing his ears, and he immediately looked away.

"Daddy, is mother already born? Is it a boy or a girl? Am I going to have an extra brother or sister!?"

The girl who spoke was only six or seven years old, and she jumped from the road in the distance. Her pure and plain face could not be seen as a child living in a farm family. She has white skin, lively eyes, and delicate facial features. Let her see It looks more like a pampered rich daughter.

It's just that that overly simple smile can't conceal the fact that she was born here.

After the girl shouted, she pounced towards the man in his thirties who was standing outside the thatched hut, and opened his arms for a hug. The man shook his head, reached out to pick her up from the ground, and gently touched her cheeks On the top of his head, he smiled dotingly and said: "Ming'er, how old are you, why are you still like a three or four year old child, you need someone to hug you."

The girl shook her head, and said with a smile: "Ming'er is still young, and there is Daddy, so don't change the subject. Is mother born? Is it a younger brother or a younger sister? Can I go in and have a look?"

After asking a series of three questions, the man smiled helplessly: "Yes, your mother gave birth to a younger brother, who looks exactly like you when you were just born."

"Really?" the girl bared her teeth, "It must be like me, very beautiful, can I go and see?"

The man said: "Your mother is resting now, so don't bother her."

The girl couldn't restrain her curiosity to see her younger brother, so she pouted and said coquettishly, "Then Daddy, go and take my younger brother out and show me, just take a look, okay~"

The man pinched the tip of her nose with his index finger, and sighed: "You child, why are you in a hurry, it's not that you can't watch it another day, you have to watch it now."

The girl couldn't get what she wanted, and she danced and shouted, "No, no, I want to see you now, I want to see my brother now!!"

She yelled very loudly, and the man was afraid of disturbing his wife in the room, so he had to agree: "All right, all right, I'm afraid of you, little ancestor. I just hope that your younger brother will not develop such a character as you when he grows up."

After saying that, the man put down the girl who had fulfilled her wish and stuck her tongue out, and walked lightly into the thatched cottage.

Looking at the man's back, Feng Chiling stood there dumbly, and suddenly turned her head away, her eyelashes trembling slightly, looking at the little girl sitting on the fence, dangling her calf, smiling very sweetly.

He stared at her face, gradually stepped closer, squatted down in front of her, and looked at the girl in front of him without blinking.

The thin lips were pursed, and half of the eyes were unconsciously filled with water, Feng Chiling murmured softly: "I'm sorry, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl in front of her suddenly raised her head, jumped off the fence, skipped Feng Chiling, and ran to the man who had just run out of the door with a smile, standing on tiptoe and looking longingly at the man wrapped in a quilt. The little baby said: "Daddy! Let me see, let me see quickly!!"

In order for the little girl to see the child in his arms, the man squatted down and said, "Okay, stop barking, it will disturb your mother's rest. Look, this is six years younger than you Brother, I haven't chosen a name yet."

Feng Chiling stood up and drove over slowly, watching all this quietly like a bystander.

He watched the girl poke the cheek of the baby in the man's arms with her fingers smiling, and then stretched out her hand to hold his cheek, muttering to himself, "It's great, I have a younger brother who can play with me, he's so cute , he must be very cute when he grows up! Hey, Dad, look, is he smiling at me like this? The way he smiles is so funny hahaha, he is simply a lucky star from heaven, and he will definitely bring us happiness And happy!! Oh right, you don’t have a name yet, what should I call you, Daddy, hurry up and give him a nice name!!”

The man racked his brains for a while, and said, "Your mother's name is 'Yan Lan', and you call 'Qiong Ming' twice, or... just call him 'Chi Ling', how about it?"

The girl clapped her hands and shouted: "Yes, yes, Chi Ling, what a good name! You will be called Feng Chiling from now on. Since you are my own brother, I will definitely treat you well, don't look at me like this, I'm good at fighting! I promise that I won't let anyone bully you, so you just have to be careful!!"

After speaking, she poked that soft face again.

The infant baby stared at her intently, his dark eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, shining brightly, then he suddenly raised his chubby white and tender hands and smiled at her.