Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

The sword flowers were chaotic, and the silk and satin fluttered in the wind.

Shen Jingliu sat on the stone auspicious cloud bench in mid-air, looking down through the flying clothes.

Below is the martial arts arena, and then the martial arts arena, and beside the martial arts arena are crowded crowds.

Disciples from different sects were all mixed together, as were red, blue, white... Taoist robes of different colors.

They were chattering, yelling, and cheering, everyone's faces were full of excitement, and their eyes were shining.

Jiang Wuxie was also among them.

Shen Jingliu saw him at a glance, through countless faces.

I haven't seen him for six years, and the thin yellow-haired kid at that time has long been washed away in the torrent of time.

He got taller.

Shen Jingliu looked him up and down silently.

He became more handsome.

Shen Jingliu's eyes returned to his face again.

He looks more and more like his previous life.

Shen Jingliu suddenly thought of the handsome young man in his previous life, who smiled and called himself master, but suddenly the picture changed, the young man was stubbornly pulling on the edge of the cliff, and finally fell into the abyss under his gaze...

The look in the eyes gradually turned into despair from the beginning of expectation, like a pool of stagnant water...

In the end, the boy changed his appearance, stepped on the mountain of corpses and crossed the sea of ​​blood to his side...

Did he kill him?

A thought suddenly popped up in Shen Jingliu's heart.

It had never occurred to him before.

He Shen Jingliu does things, but he has a clear conscience and is aboveboard. Even if he falls into the abyss of infinity, it is for the consideration of the sect and the realm of comprehension.

Jiang Wuxie does not go, sooner or later it will be a disaster.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Wuxie would become a disaster sooner if he went...

Once this kind of idea pops up, takes root and sprouts, it will grow very quickly after that.

Shen Jingliu began to doubt herself uncontrollably.

He stared at Jiang Wuxie.

The boy was having fun with the woman beside him, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, his eyes were so soft that water could be squeezed out.

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Jingliu's eyes, Jiang Wuxie turned out to be a woman he likes?

Then why in the previous life...

He began to think wildly again, and the unknown sourness in his heart also began to surge up.

Excessive doubts prevented him from looking away in time.

Soon, the slapstick boy stopped, first glanced around casually, and then his eyes fell directly on him.

The eyes of the two collided suddenly, and Shen Jingliu felt that the surrounding air became anxious.

The young man didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he raised his eyebrows at him after bending his eyes, and finally glanced at his face, and then left.

By the time Shen Jingliu came to his senses, the boy had already turned his head to watch the performance on the side.

Shen Jingliu glanced at her eyebrows, but due to the crowd, it didn't happen easily.

"Junior Brother, what's the matter?" Zhong Li asked at the side, seeing his discomfort, and asked.

His voice was so low that only two people could hear it.

Shen Jingliu glanced at the other three who were still watching the performance, shook his head, "It's nothing."

Shen Jingliu didn't want to say, no one can pry his mouth open, Zhongli Wenwen is the one who knows this best, so he can only stop asking, let it go.

The performing disciples landed after making seals with their swords in the air, and then, with the sound of "bang", colorful flowers suddenly appeared from the air and then fell down.

Everyone applauded.

Gu Jingxue looked at the expressions of the crowd with satisfaction, raised the corners of her mouth, and led the disciples to bow and leave.

The little boy who was in charge of broadcasting came up immediately. He stood in the center of the competition stage, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly with his internal strength:

"In the first battle, Bai Luoting in Changning Mountain will fight Qi Sui in the Ice Pavilion."

As his words fell, a woman in a white Taoist robe and a man in a black robe slowly walked up.

"Tingting come on!"

"Come on, Big Brother!"

"..."

Cheers and shouts came and went.

On the competition stage, the two slowly approached, and then bowed their hands together.

"Bailuo Pavilion on Changning Mountain."

"Qi Sui from the Ice Pavilion."

Both of them are cold and talkative, so after this introduction, there was no usual harsh talk, which made them feel awkward for a moment.

But fortunately, it was only for a moment.

Because after introducing themselves, both of them turned around and returned to their positions, and began to prepare for the battle.

The first move was Qi Sui.

Although he is the chief disciple of the Ice Pavilion, he is practicing fire-type spells.

On the competition stage, he let out a low shout, and a sword condensed with fire appeared in his hand immediately.

Huo Ningjian? !

Everyone in the audience was surprised.

This Qi Sui looked like he was only in his early twenties, but he was able to use fire to condense directly into a spiritual weapon, turning nothing into something, which shows that his cultivation is extraordinary.

On the head seat, the veiled woman in blue looked at Qi Sui and smiled with satisfaction.

Everyone looked at Bai Luoting again, and saw that she was still standing there, her expression was calm and her expression didn't change a bit.

"Why hasn't Bai Luoting changed at all?"

"Is she too scared to move?"

"I don't think so. Is there some trick she hasn't used yet? After all, she is also the senior sister of Changning Mountain. How could she not have two brushes?"

Arguments erupted one after another.

"Second Brother Jiang, what do you think of Bai Luoting?"

Xi Le at the side pulled the tassel on Jiang Wuxie's sleeve slightly, and asked.

Jiang Wuxie turned his head slightly, looked at the two people on the stage who were still in a stalemate, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "I think, her strength is more than that."

"Eh, really?"

Joy raised her voice a bit.

Jiang Wuxie nodded, looked at the pretty but icy woman on the stage, his eyes stopped on her right wrist, "Just wait and see, if my guess is right, if I don't make five moves, Qi Sui will definitely lose."

"Really?! Brother Jiang!" Another voice came from behind.

The two turned their heads one after another.

In the back, a boy in blue robe with big eyes was peeling away the crowd and slowly moving towards here.

Behind him, followed by a man in black.

In fact, it is too much to call a man, after all, the person who is called a man is only 17 years old.

It's just because of his tall stature, a plain scar on his face, and a calm face all day long, so he looks a bit old-fashioned.

And the boy in front of him was good-looking, white and tender, in comparison, he really looked like his father with a baby.

The young man struggled for a long time, finally squeezed through the crowd and came to Jiang Wuxie and the others.

The man with the scar on his face followed closely behind.

In fact, as long as you observe carefully, it is not difficult to see that this man stretched his arms behind him all the way to prevent the boy in front from being hurt.

"Oh, peace, what are you doing so loudly?"

Xi Le looked at the visitor, feeling a little offended.

In recent years, Xi Le has become less fond of calling Ping An a brother.

When I was young, I might still shout a few words, but when I grew up, because I was originally twins, Ping An was born a quarter of an hour earlier than her, and in addition, she had grown to the size of Brother Jiang's chin over the years, I didn't expect Ping An Even shorter than her.

Moreover, Ping'an's temperament has become more and more innocent and pitiful after being favored by Wei Beijun and Jiang Erge these years, like an idiot who doesn't know anything.

On the contrary, she is a younger sister who is proficient in everything, so Xi Le feels that she should be her elder sister all the time.

Thinking of this, she didn't like to call Ping An brother anymore.

It's just that when Ping An is not around, he may say something when talking to Jiang Wuxie.

Ping An doesn't care about these things, in his eyes, his younger sister can grow up to the current appearance of a slim big girl, he is not thanking God all the time, and thanking his parents for their blessings in heaven.

This is luck, and Joy should continue to enjoy this luck.

Pingan smiled "hehe" at Xile, then continued to turn around and said to Jiang Wuxie, "So Second Brother Jiang, is that Bai Luoting really as powerful as you said?"

"Naturally."

As he spoke, he looked directly at the competition platform.

"However, that Qi Sui can turn nothing into reality, although I didn't learn any real skills in Qingkuya, but I also know the realm of these cultivation.

This Qi Sui may have passed the fusion and is about to form a pill. Can this Bai Luoting really be against him? "

Ping An also looked over, with worry in his tone and eyes.

The man who had been silent at the side all this time stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder silently.

Turning back safely, "Beijie..." he called softly.

It has always been like this all these years, since that day when Ping An took Wei Beijun's hand and led him to the broken courtyard, the fate of the two of them seemed to be tied together like this.

Wei Beijun had no friends because of his scars, so Ping An became his first friend.

until now.

Pingan can try to make him happy by making funny faces when he is sad, and he will also pat him on the shoulder to comfort him when he is unhappy.

Although he has become more and more dull in the past two years, Ping An will always be by his side, talking to him cheerfully.

He can share any trivial matters, and solve his boredom in different ways.

Jiang Wuxie glanced at the movements of the two of them lightly, and the gloom in his eyes flashed past.

"If you don't believe me, you can take a gamble, how about it?" Jiang Wuxie adjusted himself, and changed into his usual look of laughing at Yan Yan, teasing Ping An.

"Okay! Then I'll bet on Qi Sui to win!" Ping An immediately jumped into the trap and shouted excitedly, then turned his head and pulled Wei Beijun behind him, "You come with me too! The two of us will bet on Qi Sui! Discussion!"

Xi Le watched from the side, and became interested, and then yelled, "Okay, okay, Second Brother Jiang and I, Bai Luoting will definitely win!"

The atmosphere suddenly became more active.

Several pairs of eyes looked at the competition platform again.

At this moment, Bai Luoting's hands were still empty, while Qi Sui had already charged over with his Huo Ning sword in hand!

Swords condensed with spiritual power have always had many shapes. When the blade is not close to the enemy, it is just a fire that will flutter in the wind, but once it is close to the body, it will immediately condense into a sharp blade, killing the unsuspecting enemy. Pierce all at once.

Qi Sui felt the wind under his feet, and rushed towards Bai Luoting quickly.

Bai Luoting did not hide.

The blade is closer!

It only takes a moment to pierce her heart.

Everyone in the audience held their breath.

Qi Sui was also a little surprised, he quickly withdrew his hand, trying to pull Huo Ningjian back.

It was too late and then too fast to say, only to see a white light flash on the stage suddenly!

Everyone was stabbed and covered their eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that there was no shadow of Bai Luoting on this stage!

!!!

Qi Sui secretly yelled that he was not good, and quickly stopped his steps, stood where he was, and held his breath.

As smart as he is, he soon realized that he seemed to have been tricked, or in other words, underestimated himself.

"Look, there she is!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone looked up.

I saw Bai Luoting standing impressively above the big drum of the competition platform.

She was dressed in white clothes that were more snowy, and her hair like a waterfall of blue hair was slowly moving in the wind. Her beautiful face was expressionless, and her pair of beautiful eyes were staring at Qi Sui motionless below.

Changing shadows? ! !

Qi Sui was stunned!

Then, Bai Luoting disappeared again before he had adjusted to his combat state.

Fortunately, Qi Sui is also the chief disciple of the Ice Pavilion, no matter how bad he is, he can hang around for a while.

However, he is not as powerful as others after all.

After circling for a while, Qi Sui finally couldn't hold on, and his figure was a little unstable. At this moment, Bai Luoting suddenly appeared and kicked him off the competition stage.

In this match, Bai Luoting of Changning Mountain won the first victory.

The author has something to say:

In order to prevent everyone from having doubts, let me tell you something here:

Jiang Wuxie is about 1.7 meters eight now, and will grow to 1.8 meters five in the future

Ping An is 1.7 meters three, Joy is 1.7 meters [-]

Wei Beijun is 1.8 meters, and will grow to 1.8 meters later

Shen Jingliu is 1.8 meters three