Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands.

At the foot of Qingkuya, a few teenagers in purple-blue student uniforms formed a circle holding umbrellas.

Among them was a boy in the same costume.

The boy fell to the ground, hugging his head, curled up.

Silently, he was hit hard again and again.

"Brother Ah Xun, this Jiang Er has such a stubborn temper, he still hasn't let up after fighting for so long!"

The sharp-mouthed boy looked up at the people beside him.

This person is different from other disciples.

He was dressed in a purple-blue student uniform with a crane cloak over it.

The hair is tied with a bandage of the same color, and an auspicious cloud hosta is inserted in the middle.

A pair of almond eyes are contemptuously staring at the young man on the ground.

The sharp-mouthed boy held an umbrella for him, smiling obsequiously.

The young man called "Ah Xun" looked at the people on the ground and sneered, "Hmph! I said it earlier, if you admit in the hall that you stole Elder Fuxue's Huiyan Pill, you will be spared the guilt!

It's you who are stubborn. As a disciple of the Discipline Hall, I have no choice but to do my duty! "

"That's right, Jiang Er, tell me about you, when you play bad temper, you insist on doing that in the hall!

You just take it easy and admit your mistake, okay? "

The sharp-mouthed boy took Lin Xun's words and continued to scold him!

The boy on the ground remained silent, and at the end, he let out a cold snort.

"Heh, disciples of the Discipline Hall...haven't set foot on the threshold yet, they are so rampant.

...the Discipline Hall disciple who lives in Qingkuya, hey, how ridiculous! "

There was unabashed contempt in his voice.

Lin Xun's almond eyes widened instantly!

He glared at the boy on the ground, and stepped on it!

"Bah! You stubborn bastard! If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined!"

Lin Xun twisted his feet hard on the boy's wrist a few times, "Take care of him! Hit him hard! Don't beat him to death, I don't want to bear the burden!"

He walked away from the boy's wrist, looked at the red wrist, smiled with satisfaction, then turned and left.

The sharp-mouthed boy turned around and followed him, holding an umbrella to cover him from the snow.

Before leaving, he still pointed to the people on the ground and said: "Remember Ah Xun's words, don't beat him to death!"

Several people watched the two leave.

"Let's... shall we still fight?"

Among the remaining people, the smaller one spoke first.

He asked everyone with his eyes.

"What else is there to fight, when he is there we just pretend, and when he is not there, we don't have to do that.

What kind of skill is bullying fellow students! "

The one who looked older among them spoke.

"Then, Jiang Er, what should we do?"

The young man asked again.

Now everyone is silent.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind everyone.

"You go back first."

Everyone turned around after hearing the sound!

Surprise filled the entire Qingkuya in an instant.

"Teacher!" Several people bowed their hands one after another.

"Well, get up. In this snowy day, don't stand outside, go back quickly.

Shen Jingliu nodded slightly.

Then he glanced at the young man lying behind everyone, twitched his eyelashes, and said, "As for him...I will deal with it myself."

Seeing this, everyone got up and left one after another.

The older one wanted to say something more, but in the end he just moved his lips a few times and didn't speak.

Shen Jingliu looked at the frowning young man on the ground, then glanced at the shocking redness on his wrist, and frowned slightly.

"Jiang Wuxie, you also have times like this."

There was a slight sigh, almost inaudible.

Shen Jingliu covered his wrist, sending him internal energy.

When her fingertips touched his skin, Shen Jing Liu paused.

How long has it been in the snow before it's so cold?

When the body temperature recovered a bit, Shen Jingliu bent down and picked him up again.

The boy is eleven or twelve years old, and his body is not yet fully developed.

Because of malnutrition all year round, he is even more emaciated and pitiful.

When being hugged in his arms, Shen Jingliu hardly felt his weight.

Light as a feather.

But it's clearly not the case.

Obviously in the previous life... this person who was held in his arms could hold his wrist with one hand.

No matter how hard I try to break free, I can't break free.

Even when he became his apprentice, he was not as thin as he is now.

That's right, Shen Jingliu had already died once.

In the previous life, Xuantianzong was 270 years old, and the magic palace was 13 years old.

In the end, he died on crossing the sky.

Shen Jingliu will never forget that day.

Unusual purple clouds appeared in the sky.

Everything looked weird.

Shen Jingliu, who had been allowed to walk around in a small courtyard of the Demon Palace, found a fairly open place, preparing for the catastrophe.

Suddenly a thunderbolt struck, Shen Jingliu did not dodge, but endured the blow abruptly.

At this moment, a black shadow rushed over!

Then when the second thunder came down, it hugged him tightly.

It's Jiang Wuxie!

Shen Jingliu was surprised!

Jiang Wuxie suffered two thunderbolts for him.

The back is scorching!

"You..." Shen Jingliu was so surprised that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Master." Jiang Wuxie leaned on his shoulder and smiled effortlessly.

Then, he did something that Shen Jingliu could never forgive in his life!

In a daze, Shen Jingliu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen!

He lowered his head, and saw his apprentice's slender fingers stretched in!

He dissected his golden core and destroyed his spiritual veins!

He made him a cripple!

He knew what he wanted most, but when this wish was about to come true, he dragged him down!

Just for my own selfish desires!

"You!" Shen Jingliu was furious!

"Master, don't fly up, okay, you said you would stay with me for the rest of your life, don't leave me..."

Before he fell into a coma, Jiang Wuxie's red eyes filled with tears appeared in front of his eyes.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he went back to 240 three years ago.

This is his fifth year as head teacher of Xuantian Sect.

Shen Jingliu became famous when he was young, and with his "Aoshuang" sword, he was famous in the three realms.

He is extremely talented, and he formed a golden core in only eight years.

He went up the mountain at the age of 13, formed the golden core at the age of 21, and became the head teacher at the age of 25.

He is the well-deserved proud son of heaven, and also the person who has been hailed as the most promising person in the cultivation world for hundreds of years to ascend to the immortal world.

"Heh, going to the Immortal Realm is really ridiculous."

Shen Jingliu withdrew her thoughts and laughed at herself.

He looked down at the sleepy boy in his arms, and there was a sharp sternness in his indifferent eyes.

"Jiang Wuxie, it's been two lifetimes, and I've fallen into your hands..."

A whisper, but full of helplessness.

Two days ago, Shen Jingliu woke up on the bed in her bedroom.

Then he got a system.

From the mouth of this foreign object, he learned that both himself and the world he lived in were created by people.

And the protagonist in this world is his apprentice—Jiang Wuxie.

And he is just a hurdle on his apprentice's road to immortality.

A character destined to be destroyed.

But then his apprentice grew crooked.

The apprentice who should have chopped off his limbs, crippled his spiritual veins and imprisoned him in the Valley of the Dead got out of the control of the original author.

Become an individual with independent thinking.

Then this crooked individual wiped out the entire cultivation world after his death.

But the system told him that the cultivation world is just a small world in the great world.

But there is a connection between every world.

Therefore, once the cultivation world is destroyed, other worlds will also be affected.

In order to eliminate this influence, the people behind the system approached him.

Then tell him that as the only master that the disciple who has grown crooked cares about, he is obliged to save the Three Realms.

Oh, save the Three Realms?

He couldn't even save himself, but he even saved the Three Realms!

Shen Jingliu sneered at herself.

The system didn't give up.

It also said that as long as Jiang Wuxie was prevented from turning black and destroying the world, he could ascend to the fairyland.

The conditions are indeed attractive.

Shen Jingliu's heart skipped a beat for a moment.

Who wouldn't want to go to the Immortal Realm?

All he needs to do is stop Jiang Wuxie from destroying the world.

As long as he lives well, this mission can be completed.

At that time, start from a young age, instill correct concepts in him, and focus on goodness.

It's not a big deal.

But Jiang Wuxie personally killed him in his previous life.

Why should he treat him so well?

So, Shen Jingliu hesitated.

He's not that holy, so let's ignore the past.

But in this cultivation world, in Xuantianzong, there are indeed many things that he can't let go of.

After several choices, Shen Jingliu still chose to agree.

The system is also happy.

After telling him something about the situation, he stopped talking.

Until today.

Shen Jing Liu, who had never been half a step closer to Qing Kuya, broke his own precept and set foot here.

But I saw a scene that I had never seen in my previous life.

He believed that the disciples in the sect were all from the same sect, and in such a difficult place, they should help each other.

But he saw the boy who would be destroyed a hundred years later was being punched and kicked with his head in his arms.

Still don't know how to resist.

Shen Jingliu's heart twitched.

Then, he walked down the stone beside him.

The author has something to say:

It's the first time I try this type, it's used to practice pens!

Will not abandon the pit!

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