Host, she just wants to be a villain

Tang Lingyun was stunned by this sight, and her back felt numb. After everything calmed down, she left the place with her thoughts on her mind. It was impossible for her to rescue Junior Brother Xinghuai by herself. The most important thing now was to go back and talk to them. discuss.

Is it just that the teacher has passed away...

Xinghuai, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was carried to the woodshed. He frowned and seemed very uneasy.

He also dreamed of the scene when his grandma died. When he was tortured by the bandits until he almost lost consciousness, the man he respected and loved came down like a god and saved him with a bow and arrow.

"Teacher..." The young man said softly.

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding scenes disappeared. He fell into darkness and wandered around aimlessly. He couldn't see the direction clearly and could only keep walking based on his feeling.

"Huaidu."

It’s Junior Sister Yingdong!She called him by his alias.

He turned to look at the place where the sound came from. The darkness gradually receded, revealing its original color.

This was the first time he knew that Junior Sister Yingdong was the person in the bronze mirror who had been growing up with him.

At that time, he was wearing the bronze mirror and listening to the person opposite him chatting with him.

"Huaidu, you don't know, I'm really sad. Something happened to the young master. I don't even know where she is. I only know that she will survive and become a person who is hated by everyone..."

"How did you know she would become like that?"

"...There are just some reasons."

At that time, Xinhuai didn't know who she was talking about, so he just comforted: "As long as you know that your young master is still alive, what kind of person she is, and trust her from the bottom of your heart, it is enough. And if she changes The person you said is hated by everyone must have suffered something."

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and soon there was a faint sound of sobbing.

Xing Huai sighed slightly: "If you are sad, just cry."

He put the bronze mirror in his sleeves and was about to confirm with Junior Sister Yingdong the plan to enter the Foxian Palace tomorrow. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the voice in his ears overlapped with the voice in his head. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of a guess he had never thought of before.

The door creaked open, and Xing Huai saw the same scene as in his memory.

But after blinking his eyes, the scene in front of him disappeared again, and this time he saw the teacher.

The man in white robes held the tea cup and shook it gently. His eyes fell on him as calm as water, and his tone was calm: "Kneel down."

"teacher?"

Xinghuai knelt on the ground obediently, but he was wondering in his mind what the teacher was going to do. Could it be that his homework was not up to standard?

"Forgot? You had a fight with someone before, but you lost."

Xinghuai suddenly remembered that he went to the Liu family's mansion and was seriously injured and fell into coma. Then he quickly raised his head: "Teacher, that person said that you... passed away. Is it true?"

Si Buyun's movements suddenly stagnated: "Birth, old age, illness and death are normal conditions in the world. I am in my prime as a teacher. Why do you want to curse me?"

"Then..." Xinghuai saw the jade pendant hanging on the teacher's waist. He was really stupid. This was just a dream, nothing more.

"Teacher, the student is wrong."

"I want to ask you today, what are your plans in the future?"

"As a member of Qinglian Academy, walking around the world and saving people from fire and water is an unshirkable responsibility for students. In chaos, you will enter the world, and in peace, you will emerge from the world."