Turn the villain into a sweetie

He San paused, took two steps forward, and was surprised when he saw the people on the ground clearly.

He San paused, took two steps forward, and was surprised when he saw the people on the ground clearly.

"Daoan," He San's pupils trembled, "Why is he here?"

"And..." He San looked at the blood on the ground, "You...you killed him?"

"You can say that." Huai Mo put away his sword.

"But," He San couldn't believe it, "how could he be here?"

"I don't know, but he should have come in after us," Yu Bolan stepped forward, looking at Daoan who was motionless on the ground, "But what is even more puzzling to me is, did he come alone?"

"Maybe that's the case," Huai Mo's eyes were a little empty, "it also fits his arrogant personality."

"Or, could it be..." Yu Bolan took a step forward, squatted down, and tried to touch Dao'an, "Is this an illusion?"

But as soon as his fingers touched Daoan, Daoan moved, stood up suddenly, and grabbed his wrist.

Yu Bolan was startled, and was about to fight back, but Huai Mo's movements were faster, and he drew his sword out of its sheath, cutting off Dao'an's arm.

"Ha..." Dao'an raised his head slightly and opened his mouth wide, "I still haven't lost yet, I'm the elder of Xuantianzong, how could I be defeated by the two of you..."

"But you can't move anymore," Yu Bolan withdrew his hand, his eyes darkened, "You won't be so stupid, come here by yourself?"

"Heh...you actually engaged in a sneak attack...shameless!" Dao'an stared at him angrily, "If it weren't for you shameless beast, I would have crushed you all to powder!"

Huai Mo's eyes darkened, and the next moment, a sword energy flashed.

He cut off Doan's tongue.

"Goodbye," Huai Mo didn't want to say anything more to him, and cut Dao'an's throat with a sword, "You are too noisy."

Doan was completely motionless.

"This is not an illusion," He San stepped forward, his eyes unclear, "He is the real Dao'an."

Well, let's put it this way.

The chief elder of Xuantianzong, Dao'an, a generation of venerables, finally died under his own arrogance.

Holding up his sword, Huai Mo looked at Dao An in front of him, feeling inexplicably unreal.

Dao'an, whom he hated so much, who had humiliated him in every possible way, died so easily?

His revenge... was successful?

It's ridiculous.

Huai Mo snorted lightly, gritted his teeth, turned around, and said nothing more.

Yu Bolan looked at him, sighed, stepped forward, and hugged him from behind.

"It's over," he said.

Huai Mo hooked his fingers and nodded slightly.

"In the future," Yu Bolan said softly, "from now on, we will be Huai Xiaomo who is free."

Huai Mo looked up at him, and for a moment, slightly curled his lips.

"Yeah." He made a nasal sound.

"If it's really a one-on-one confrontation, even in my prime, I'm no match for him," Huai Mo closed his eyes slightly, "Fortunately, you're here."

"It's just some unappealing moves. If you confront them head-on, I don't think I can resist even one move." Yu Bolan rubbed him lightly, "It's okay, it's over."

Huai Mo closed his eyes, rubbed back against him, and stopped talking.

The two hugged each other, and it seemed that the years were peaceful.

He was interrupted by He San.

"Dao'an is dead," He San walked over, "What are you going to do next? Are you still looking for the formation?"

The two glanced at her.

"Originally my target of revenge was Dao'an," He San lowered his eyes slightly, "Xuantianzong was only incidental, and now Dao'an is dead... the other cultivators of Xuantianzong should be innocent..."

"What do you mean?" Huai Mo asked, "Are you going to stop here?"

He San nodded lightly: "I just think it's unnecessary."

Huai Mo paused, clenched his fists, and stopped talking.

His main targets of revenge are Ji'an and Dao'an, but he also doesn't have a good impression of those monks of Xuantianzong who watched him coldly.

The reason why he chose to use the big formation of the sect is that Dao'an, as an elder of the sect, will always have powerful guards around him, so he can't attack at all. It's possible, that's why I thought of using the power of the formation.

Of course he knew that this move would definitely affect many innocent monks.

But he is not a good person, he only wants revenge, so naturally he will not consider other things.

As for now.

"I can't swallow this breath," he said, "I want to make everyone who participated in the past pay the price."

"But..." He San hesitated to speak.

"Don't mention any innocent people," Yu Bolan sighed and interrupted her, "You just want Dao'an to die. If Xuantianzong is still alive, you can also get a share of the pie."

"So what?" He San smiled, "I just want to advise myself, isn't that okay?"

"So," Yu Bolan looked at her, "Aren't you going to tell me the location of the formation?"

"You're overthinking, it's not going to happen," He San sighed, "But, as his Taoist companion, do you think the same as him?"

When Huai Mo heard the words, he immediately looked at Yu Bolan.

"Are you also like him, wanting to take the lives of innocent monks and destroy the formation?" He San asked.

Yu Bolan's eyes darkened.

This He San can speak.

He hooked his lips, and reached out to stroke Huai Mo's hair beside him: "Of course, I'm with him, so I naturally listen to him."

He San opened his mouth: "That's it...forget it."

She didn't say anything in the end, but led the two of them to find the formation.

The eyes, which are small dried fish, were hidden under a pile of leaves.

Huai Mo bent down, picked up the small dried fish, and looked at it a little.

It smells a little salty, but no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary snack.

Huai Mo's eyes darkened, he clenched his palms tightly, and activated his spiritual power, trying to crush the dried fish.

But was interrupted by a voice.

The voice seemed to come from his mind, and it was exceptionally clear.

"please stop."

Huai Mo paused, frowned, and looked back at Yu Bolan subconsciously.

Yu Bolan's face was as usual, and when he met Huai Mo's eyes, he smiled reassuringly at him.

"He can't hear it," said the voice again. "This is a communication between us and has nothing to do with him."

Huai Mo didn't move.

"Don't hurt me," the voice continued, "I know the way to keep your Taoist companion from leaving you."

"What?" Huai Mo sneered, "He is my Taoist companion, so naturally he will not leave me."

"He will," said the voice firmly, "Heaven will not let you combine."

Huai Mo froze for a moment, then looked towards the sky.

heaven...

"You also know that your Taoist companion is very unusual." Seeing that he was a little loose, the voice continued to persuade, "He does not belong to this world, and his arrival was just an accident."

"Will he go back?"

"Speak clearly!" Huai Mo frowned, "What do you mean you don't belong to this world?"

"We can talk about this slowly," the voice seemed a little relaxed, "Your Taoist companion is still waiting for you, why don't you go and have a look? Let's talk slowly later."

Huai Mo hesitated for a moment, then turned his head slowly, met Yu Bolan's worried eyes, and his heart trembled.

Seeing him turn around, Yu Bolan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Huai Mo didn't reply, but asked in his mind: "Who are you?"

"I am Zhenyan..." The voice sounded weak, "I am also...sword...spirit."

The voice gradually faded away and finally disappeared.

"Cat!" Tuanzi called out suddenly, "Did I hear the cat's voice?"

As he spoke, it jumped off Yu Bolan's shoulder.

Yu Bolan quickly reached out to catch it, and pushed it back: "Don't run around."

This is no random place.

"But...but," Tuanzi thumped his short legs, "it's really a cat, I can feel it."

Yu Bolan patted it.

The group didn't move.

While speaking, Huai Mo turned around and looked at Yu Bolan.

"I've changed my mind, Lan," he said, "I'm not going to destroy the formation."

"Ah," Yu Bolan was stunned, "Have you given up on destroying Xuantianzong?"

Huai Mo lowered his head: "Yes."

Yu Bolan paused, stepped forward and reached out to pat his head: "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it, I'll listen to you."

Huai Mo quietly put the dried fish into the ring.

During this process, Tuanzi kept staring at the little dried fish.

He San was also overjoyed when he heard the words.

"Then let's go back," she said, "since it's all over."

Huai Mo didn't look at her, but pulled Yu Bolan along and walked back.

Yu Bolan always felt that there was something wrong with Huai Mo, but if he said something was wrong, he said it was not right.

Until on the magic weapon, Huai Mo took the initiative to hug him.

"What's wrong?" He quickly put his arms around Huai Mo and asked softly.

"Will you leave me?" Huai Mo asked in a low voice, as if afraid of being alarmed, "You won't, will you?"

"What are you thinking?" Yu Bolan smiled, and pinched his face lightly, "Of course not, Huai Xiaomo."

"Haven't we already made a bond?" he said.

Huai Mo looked at him, said "En", and slightly hooked his lips.

[Di--It is detected that the favorite value has risen to: 49. 】

[Di——The detected blackening value has dropped to: 36. 】

Several people finally stopped outside the Promise Hall.

Ruan Xi was passing by with a bowl of decoction, and was shocked when he saw the two of them.

"You... you..." She immediately took two steps back, her face full of fear.

"You're still alive, Ruan Xi, I thought you..." Yu Bolan took a step forward with a smile and looked at her, "In that case, how about taking us to meet Yuan Liqi?"

"How come..." Ruan Xi's lips trembled slightly, "Elder Dao'an..."

"He's dead," Huai Mo said blankly, "He won't be coming back."

Ruan Xi fell to the ground.

Elder Daoan is dead?Then... what about Yuan Liqi?What about Green Bamboo?Can Green Bamboo be resurrected?

Ruan Xi didn't dare to think about it.

"So," Yu Bolan bowed slightly, "Hurry up and take us to see Yuan Liqi."

The author says:

There was an earthquake... four or five times in one night...

I'm so bored... (thumps the table)