Master is dedicated to playing the villain

I was here to kill you.

In front of Xia Churan was a huge crabapple tree with luxuriant branches, independent of the top of the mountain.A familiar figure stood under the tree, and he walked forward slowly.

The man wore a high-winged silver tube on his head, and the outer cloak of light gauze revealed the azure blue color of the long gown inside, which was blurred by the white gauze into a faint light blue.

The man turned around, his eyes were gentle and worried.

Xia Churan was taken aback when he saw that man's appearance, Master?

As soon as he thought this way, the self in the illusion said, "Master, you don't have to worry about it. It can be as short as a few days or as long as it is a few months. This disciple will definitely fulfill his mission."

Xia Churan was surprised. Is this the illusion that Jingling wove for him?

Fangcai Jingling said that he wanted to find Master in his memory, but it was clearly not his memory.

The master nodded, "It's not good to be a teacher, because I can't handle this matter personally because of my damaged heart."

When the other party said that, he put his two fingers together, the fingertips shimmered, and he tapped his forehead lightly.This action made Xia Churan's pupils tremble slightly. Although he couldn't remember the appearance of the fairy brother, every move of the other party was like a brand in his mind. This movement was almost exactly the same as that fairy brother.

"This is the amulet passed down to me by my ancestors. Now it is passed down to you by my master. Once you fall into danger, it will protect you. Remember not to be brave, and return to the mountain as soon as possible if you are in danger."

His heart was beating violently uncontrollably, as if throbbing because of the cool touch just now.

"Yes, Master." He heard his own voice trying to keep calm.

I don't know if it's because the illusion is unstable, or because the memory is incomplete, but the picture came to an abrupt end, and then plunged into darkness.

When the line of sight was focused again, there was blood red in front of my eyes.

A large amount of red liquid was rolling in the pool, continuously gushing and making a gurgling sound.

He didn't know when he was deep in the pool, and at the same time his brain was dizzy, as if something was rampaging in his brain, he lost all strength and struggled with all his strength, at this moment, a black figure rose from the blood-red pool and rushed towards him come.

The black shadow was as fast as lightning, and Xia Churan tried to resist in shock, but found that his limbs were as heavy as lead.

The black shadow was so close that it covered the sky and the sun, and at this moment, a ray of light shone in front of his forehead, and the light split the black shadow like a sharp knife.

It is the amulet of Master.

The light outlines an illusory figure, and a shield wall is opened in front of him. At the same time, the pure spiritual flow is like a pot of clear spring in his head, waking him up. Shadow swung his sword and chopped off.

Later, Xia Churan felt that the scene was chaotic, and all he could see was scarlet.

When he became conscious again, he had already returned to the foot of Zongmen Mountain at some point.

Xia Churan was a little surprised that he seemed to recognize the mountain gate in front of him. In the illusion, he found the master's bamboo garden all the way, but he didn't see the figure he was expecting.

Until I saw the cave on the cliff, I thought that Master often retreated there, so I set off to go.

The cave was blocked by rocks, and he heard the master's scolding, and a coercion suppressing the master.

The master was in danger, he didn't care much, he shattered the stone door with one palm, but the scene before him shocked him and made him angry.

The master was pressed on the couch, his slender neck was being pinched by someone in the palm of his hand, his fair skin was pinched with red marks, his outer shirt was torn, and his beautiful face showed pain.

He only felt the blood in his whole body was boiling, and the coercion was fully released, and he said angrily: "Let him go."

He had already grasped the sword formula, and the sword light galloped away, shaking away the figure restraining the master, and then dodged to fight with the opponent.

Xia Churan could sense that the enemy's strength was much stronger than him, so he was able to deal with his attacks with ease, and even taunted him while accepting the attack: "Aran, it's up to you?"

At this time, Xia Churan, who was in the illusion, was surprised when he heard this address. Although the tone was slightly different, he still instinctively thought that the other party was calling Aran.

No one would call him that except his mother and Brother Immortal. Who is this disgusting guy in front of him?

He was irritable for no reason, wishing he could immediately seize the initiative of his body and beat this guy up.

The other party laughed while accepting the move: "Don't be so angry, Ah Ran, don't you also like Shizun? If it were you, such a good opportunity..."

"Shut up." I don't know if it was because he was too angry, a powerful force rose in his body, and a red flame ignited in his palm, and he waved away.

After receiving the attack, the opponent withdrew a few feet, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said with a sneer, "That's right, we've made a lot of progress." As he said that, black shadows appeared under his feet, and they rushed over.

Red flames suddenly ignited all over him, strangling the black shadow.

The power was rampant in his mind, causing chaos in his coffin, only anger drove him to attack crazily, and the black shadow retreated steadily within a short while.

He didn't notice that he had seriously injured his opponent, but he heard the unbelievable voice of the master in the confusion, "Aran? Did you... touch the pool of blood?"

He was awakened by this sound, and stopped immediately.

The opponent in front of him was looking at him in disbelief while holding the wound on his front chest.He turned his face and saw Master holding a sword, his eyes were full of worry.

He looked down at his hands, a strange red light surged in his palms. "Master, I didn't mean to..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the master suddenly change his face, "Be careful!" At the same time, he swung his sword and attacked.

A sword energy formed a shield wall in front of him, blocking the sudden attack of the shadow.

Also because of the sword energy, the master suddenly covered his lips and coughed, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled slightly until he saw blood oozing from Ruyu's straight slit.

He was furious, and turned to look fiercely at the culprit who took advantage of others. The dust under his feet was automatically raised without wind, gradually forming a vortex, and the majestic and incomparable pressure swept away like a hurricane.

He saw fear in the eyes of the disgusting guy in front of him, but his brain was in a mess, and there was only one thought in his heart, which was to kill that person.

Then he only heard a violent roar hitting his eardrums.

The entire cliff was shaking, and it even became more intense like a snowball. Before long, the entire mountain peak was shaking, and the rocks were falling down, and they would soon fall apart.

The rumbling sound resounded in the ears, and the light formed by the impact of the cave cut the mountain rock into pieces like a sharp knife.

The whole mountain collapsed——

..

Qiu Wanxuan was stunned for a while when Mo Ling said "that kid is dying", "What did you say?"

Mao Qiu snorted while jumping: "He must be talking nonsense, Xia Churan is the protagonist, how could the protagonist die!"

Seeing his reaction, Mo Ling smiled strangely, "You form a bond with me, and I'll tell you the kid's secret."

Seeing Mo Ling's determined face, Qiu Wanxuan felt a little apprehensive, so she asked Mao Qiu via voice transmission, "Can Mo Ling lie?"

The hairball cat froze and shook his head, "Theoretically not." Firstly, Mo Ling is not a human being, and secondly, it is naturally powerful, so there is no need to learn to lie.

Qiu Wanxuan: "Then why did he say Xia Churan would die?"

Mo Ling is almost an all-knowing existence in his own world, and he never bothers to lie, so these words carry some weight from the other party's mouth.

Mao Qiu finally panicked: "It's true that the original book didn't come out!" But the plot has been distorted like this, and it can't be sure of anything.

All the information of the system comes from the original work, as long as the original work is not written, it will be blacked out.

Once thinking that Xia Churan might die, Qiu Wanxuan panicked for no reason, but said calmly: "You tell me first, and I will decide whether to form a bond with you or not."

Mo Ling looked at him suspiciously at first, then shrugged, "Okay, there's nothing we can't say."

"That kid is a human-dragon hybrid, you know the bastard, right?"

Qiu Wanxuan nodded.

"Mixed blood, the two bloodlines compete with each other. If one bloodline is weak, it's okay. As it grows, the dragon bloodline tends to gain the upper hand, and naturally it will eventually transform into a dragon. But that kid's two bloodlines are very strong, restricting each other, and colliding with each other. , will definitely die in the end." Speaking of this, Mo Ling gestured with two fingers, "I won't live to be 20 years old."

"Impossible." Qiu Wanxuan almost blurted out.

Survive twenty?In the original book, Xia Churan is an existence who tramples on the five worlds under his feet.

Mo Ling caught a glimpse of his shock and nervousness, "You seem to care about him, what is the relationship between you two?"

"Oh, speaking of it, I've also watched your breakthrough before. The tacit understanding is extraordinary. You must know each other, right?"

Qiu Wanxuan didn't believe it, Mao Qiu was also roaring: "This is impossible! He is the protagonist, have you ever seen a protagonist who can't live to reach the crown? The protagonist of Xianxiawen is the son of the plane, and the heavenly fairy class is all booked, please! "

"Mo Ling must have made a mistake!"

Qiu Wanxuan: "But Mo Ling knows more about this world than you do?"

The furball choked, unable to refute.

"But there must be a way to resolve it, otherwise the whole world will collapse." Qiu Wanxuan whispered to himself.

Xia Churan's blood relationship existed originally and had nothing to do with his appearance. Although it was not mentioned in the original book, it must have been resolved for some reason. Thinking of this, he calmed down and asked Mo Ling: "I guess what will happen next?" If you want to form a contract with you, you will tell me the solution?"

Mo Ling's eyes lit up, "I just like smart people like you."

Qiu Wanxuan repeated in her mind the plot line of Xia Churan before she turned 20 in the original novel, trying to find some clues, but after much deliberation, almost all important plots were related to the original owner.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Maoqiu yelled, "It's all your fault for being hard-spoken and soft-hearted for not following the plot! The original owner is a constant torturer. Maybe Xia Churan resolved it inexplicably during one of the abuses." Maybe he was rescued by a passer-by who gave him an elixir like Jiang Ning, or maybe he picked up some natural treasures by accident, and changed his physique by accident?"

"Ahh! It's all your fault!"

Qiu Wanxuan's mind was spinning, ignoring Mao Qiu's angry reprimand.

He doesn't quite believe that the protagonist can solve the bloodline problem just because of some windfall.Except for the abuser, the original owner did only two key things, one was to force him to wake up, and the other was to dig up his keel.

The awakening is done, so it won't have anything to do with it, then there's just the keel left.

Thinking of this, he boldly hypothesized, "Is it related to the keel in his body?"

Mo Ling was startled, "How do you know?"

"But it's not a dragon bone, but a demon bone, although the two are very similar. The power of the two bloodlines in his body collides with each other, and over time a demon bone is born, which inhibits the growth of the dragon bone. Just pull it out, it can help the dragon's bloodline grow stronger, truly Hualong."

Mao Qiu suddenly realized: "So the original owner coveted Xia Churan's keel, but dug it into a demon bone by mistake, and saved the child's life by mistake?"

Qiu Wanxuan's face suddenly darkened.

The plot that he tried his best to avoid, but now it has become something that must be done?

His previous plan of secretly expelling the other party from the sect with a ruthless hand completely fell through.

But he didn't give up, and asked again: "Is this the only way?"

Mo Ling shrugged, "Of course, there is no other way."

If Mo Ling said so, it was beyond a doubt.His mood sank to the bottom, he sighed, and said again: "That child is extremely talented, once he digs out the demon bone and regains his life, you can still form a bond with him."

Seeing that the temptation was unsuccessful, Mo Ling crossed his arms and said in dissatisfaction, "Even if he can save his life, that guy already has a Qiling who has opened up his spiritual wisdom. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Who knows what that guy's sea of ​​consciousness has been turned into?" Don't go, don't go, even if you don't agree to form a bond with me, I won't want him."

It turns out that the problem of favorability lies here, and the hairball that had almost had a heart attack just now exploded again, "If you didn't punish him to sweep the Cangdian Pavilion, his strange fire wouldn't be upgraded, and if the strange fire didn't upgrade, It will not become the stumbling block of Mo Ling, ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Qiu Wanxuan frowned, "If you don't try, how do you know if you can't match his spirit?"

Mo Ling waved his hand, "I can't get along! I can sense that that guy's Qi Ling is a bluffing childish ghost, and the Sea of ​​Consciousness might almost become a playground!"

On the other side, repulsed by the illusion, Qingluan, who was playing alone in the sea of ​​knowledge at the beginning of summer, sneezed on the roller coaster made of rainbows and clouds, "Huh? Who is thinking of me? Master?"

Thinking of this, he shouted: "Master! Do you need help!"

Did not get a response, Qingluan tilted his head to feel for a moment, but didn't find any abnormalities in Xia Churan's spiritual consciousness, so he happily rode the clouds and played the roller coaster again.

"Then I can't want you either." Qiu Wanxuan sighed.

Mo Ling was so angry that his beard almost turned up. After waiting for more than 1000 years, he didn't like so many talents. After finally waiting for a satisfactory one, the other party dared not want him? !

Angry, mad at him!

But if you are angry, you have to take this guy down. He doesn't want to wait another 1000 years.

So he rolled his eyes half a circle, folded his arms and said in a bad mood: "If you form a bond with me first, take me out of the Tianji Tower. When that kid grows up to the point where the sea of ​​consciousness space is strong enough to support two When the two spirits don't interfere with each other, maybe I will break the contract with you and find him." After speaking, he observed Qiu Wanxuan's reaction.

Seeing Qiu Wanxuan's complexion loosen, he slightly curled his lower lip, "Think about it, otherwise the Tianji Tower will have to wait 30 years for its opening."

"30 years!" Fu Qiuben lay flat in Qiu Wanxuan's arms without love, and jumped up again when he heard this sentence, "Quickly promise him, promise him! After 30 years, the daylily will be cold, and the full text will be gone." It's the end, okay?"

It seems that there is no other choice, not to mention that Qiu Wanxuan's thoughts are now on how to save Xia Churan, and the rest will be discussed later.

So he nodded helplessly, "Okay, I promise you."

"After the contract is concluded, I want to see him, and I need your help."

Xia Churan's illusion came to an abrupt end after the mountain collapsed, and he was sent out of the tower directly after the picture disappeared.

This is the seventh pass.

He wondered what the illusion just now meant, was it his memory, or was it a problem deliberately created by Jing Ling?

If it was a memory, he didn't remember that he had such a past at all, but if it was the seventh level, he was sent out without even understanding the questions.

Although he didn't care whether he passed the test or not, he was still a little disappointed.

He was teleported to the exit of the canyon. Surprisingly, there was no one here.

The exit of Tianji Tower has always been crowded with people. Once a contestant is eliminated, he will be immediately surrounded by the crowd. It is even more impossible for him to break into the seventh level like never before without even a crowd of onlookers.

Just when he was puzzled, he saw a figure leaning against the cliff at the exit of the canyon, which was the only way out of the canyon.

The figure of the other party was so familiar, his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Qingluan in his mind spoke first, "Master! Your master is here to pick you up!"

"En." Xia Churan nodded, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously, and the doubts and disappointment in her heart were swept away.

"Although he didn't come to see you off, he came to pick you up! I know, the script says this kind of person is Tsundere!"

Xia Churan stepped forward happily, walking faster and faster, and the figure beside the cliff became more and more clear, and even completely overlapped with the immortal brother in memory.His heart was beating faster and faster, and the words "Master respected" swirled in his throat, and he was eager to blurt out.

"Master..." He swallowed the voice he had just spoken, and he saw that the other party was holding a sword by his side, still in its sheath, but he recognized that it was Shu Xing, who was rarely shown by the sword master.

Destroy all the stars with one sword.

Master took out this sword, is there something big going to happen?

He approached puzzledly until the other side's sideways face came into view.

There was a murderous look on Ruyu's face, and she couldn't see any joy. It didn't look like she came to pick him up, but rather came to ask the teacher for his crimes.

He didn't pass the test, Master is not satisfied?

This is not surprising, Jianzun has always been very demanding, both for others and himself, maybe for the master, failing to clear the level is considered a failure.

As he thought this way, the joy and excitement that had just risen in his heart were suppressed by more than half.

His mood was like riding a roller coaster, or like a child who was eager to get praise but was poured with cold water.

At this time, the moment Qingluan saw Qiu Wanxuan, he felt a powerful divine consciousness of the same kind pressing over him, "Master...Master seems to be... different." Qingluan was a little overwhelmed by that divine consciousness I was so dizzy that I couldn't even speak.

Xia Churan cautiously asked tentatively, "Master?"

Qiu Wanxuan recovered from the sound, turned her head to look at him, her eyebrows frowned even tighter.Then he took a deep breath and clenched the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, as if he was going to do something he didn't want to but had to do.

"Xia Churan."

He heard Master's voice as cold as a glacier, and his heart continued to sink.

"Are you guilty?"

Xia Churan lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The disciple failed to break through the barrier, and let the master down."

Qiu Wanxuan's heart tightened, and she gritted her teeth, "I never had hope for you, so why should I be disappointed?"

As he said this, he kept urging himself in his heart to be more ruthless.

Maoqiu also squatted beside him and encouraged: "Yes, that's how it should be! Say something harsh to make him completely desperate for you, so that he will hate you if you dig his bones!"

Although Xia Churan seemed to have been poured with cold water, but after thinking about it, the master was used to duplicity, and he thought it was just a harsh word.

Qingluan also agreed: "He didn't mean it again, if he didn't have expectations for you, why did he come to pick you up?"

So Xia Churan ignored the other party's harsh words, and said calmly: "What is the crime of the disciple, please tell the master clearly."

Qiu Wanxuan closed her eyes, stopped looking at him, pulled up the cover and said sharply: "You have the blood of the dragon clan, but you conceal it, endanger the sect, and say you are innocent? The Tianshu lineage and the dragon clan are in the same situation, The Dragon Clan was wiped out in a battle ten years ago, and since you are a remnant of the Dragon Clan, once your identity is revealed, where will the sect be placed?"

Xia Churan was stunned, "Master, listen to the disciple's explanation..."

"There's nothing to explain!"

Qiu Wanxuan suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and without giving Xia Churan a chance to answer, he drew his sword and pointed at the boy.

The moment the sword edge was unsheathed, there was a crisp silver bell, and the majestic pressure of the sword spirit spread instantly, and the frightening Shu Xing immediately crushed the young man into a cold sweat.

"I'm going to clean the door today!"

Master is really angry this time.

Realizing this, Xia Churan opened his mouth and asked back against the coercion: "When did the master know the identity of the disciple?"

Qiu Wanxuan didn't look at him, and said coldly, "I've known it all along."

Hearing this sentence, Xia Churan was not sad, but hoped.

I have always known his identity, isn't it only the fairy brother?

He was brought under the sect before to protect him.But now because of his awakened dragon veins, he is always in danger of exposing his demonic aura, so he had to take this bad strategy in order to take care of the sect.

"Master, you can see that his hand holding the sword is shaking. It is also very difficult for him to make this decision. Master, please don't blame him."

Xia Churan nodded, "So it was true that the master expelled the disciple from the sect last time?"

Qiu Wanxuan gritted her teeth, "Of course it's true."

"Last time, I was stopped by several senior brothers, and I was thinking about the safety of the sect. I didn't want to make extra troubles and more people would know the truth, so I had to put this matter on hold. If the World Honored One knows your identity, do you think he will keep you?" ?”

"Now it's just you and me here, no third person will know, and no one will stop you."

At the beginning, it wasn't to save himself from the devil, nor was it to act. The master really wanted to expel him from the master.

But even knowing this fact, what Xia Churan felt was not sadness, but guilt. At this time, the master still cared about him and didn't want his life experience to be exposed to a third person.

Such painstaking efforts must not only protect the sect, but also protect him.

"Master is too difficult, woo woo woo—" Qingluan was crying again, but the crying sound was a little weak, and she looked weak.

At this point, of course Xia Churan couldn't let the other party down, so he said calmly, "I naturally don't want to implicate the sect. If this is what the master wishes, the disciple is willing to cut off his name and registration, and he will have nothing to do with the sect from now on."

If Qiu Wanxuan's previous plan had been followed, it would have ended here.

But no, not enough.

Qiu Wanxuan clenched the hilt of the sword, Mao Qiu and her own voice kept urging: "Hurry up, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!"

Before he could open his mouth, he heard Xia Churan continue: "It's my disciple's fortune to be able to learn from Lord Jianzun, and I'm deeply grateful to this disciple. If there is still a chance in this life, I will definitely repay it."

Qiu Wanxuan almost couldn't say the words that just reached her throat.

Maoqiu saw through his hesitation, "Stop talking nonsense, just do it!"

He turned his heart and drew the tip of the sword an inch closer, and said coldly: "I'm talking about cleaning the door, don't you understand?"

Xia Churan was unprepared, and before he could react, he saw the point of the sword piercing into his shoulder cleanly.

The cold touch hit, his pupils trembled, and he looked down at the clothes on his shoulders that were soaked in blood, and looked at Qiu Wanxuan in disbelief, "Master? You..." He actually felt a real killing intent, Master actually wanted to kill him? !

The immortal in front of him looked at him coldly, his eyes were always duplicity, but now his eyes were covered with a layer of ice.

"I'm here to kill you."

The author says:

Ahhhhhh—the key plot is coming—hold tight to my babies;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!