The villain is too evil

Xiao Nianzhi waited ten days for the answer to the question. Ten days later, their plan was successful, they used men as bait, secular people talked about setting out the thread, and caught this monk who manipulated the chrysalis to harm people. Whether the answer is yes or no, Xiao Nianzhi has long forgotten.

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At night, the Huating city wall behind the Xanadu brothel, three high bluestone walls, gray board alleys are billowing with mist, the moon is missing a corner, and dogs bark from a distant place.

A red awe-inspiring spiritual power chased a man in a black robe and a mask. He was forced to this point, and there was no way around.

Zhou Qingrang and Zhou Lianan came from the south of the white mist, and Nan Gongjin arrived with a sword in his hand, and Fu Yansheng appeared with spiritual power, with a red streamer in his eyes.

Xiao Nianzhi was the most unrestrained, she was holding her hands behind her back to the man, she walked with ease, she was in control of everything and she bent her smiling eyes, her smile was sweeter than the candied fruit I ate tonight.

The man in the mask was seriously injured, and his internal organs were damaged by Fuyan's spiritual power. He faced the creatures with his hands and tried to summon more pirate chrysalis. Nangong Jin swung his sword and it was wiped out.

He didn't give up, he sat on the ground in embarrassment without begging for mercy, with hatred in his eyes, wasting the last struggle with the few remaining spiritual power.

Xiao Nianzhi couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded: "Don't waste your energy, if you go on, you will die."

A mortal's body, if he walks the evil way, he will eventually suffer the consequences. If he persists in his obsession, the only thing left is death.

The man in the mask put away the remaining spiritual power, moved his body back against the city wall, and a dull hoarse voice came from behind the mask, which was a little weak.

"Death is death, what are you worried about, aren't you also forcing me to death?"

Nangong Jin still couldn't stand others turning right and wrong, so he held up his sword and said sharply, "If we hadn't let robber chrysalis go around to kill people, would we have found you?"

The masked man gasped and seemed to be laughing: "They're all villains, so why not die?"

Stealing raw chrysalis eats evil spirits, usually those who are found are people who have done all kinds of bad things. Their body qi is evil, and it is the best food for stealing raw pupae. If you want to practice and improve the evil spirit, you can quickly absorb the evil effect by killing the wicked.

The people who died in Yuexia State were not related to each other, but they had one characteristic, that is, they did a lot of evil and did evil in the world.

"It's none of your business if they are bad." Nangong Jin said.

The masked man retorted: "Then what does it matter to you if I do this?!"

Nangong Jin frowned and had nothing to say after being forced out of you.

The man went on to say: "I just want to save people, just to save her. The chrysalis of stealing life can gather the spirit and solidify the soul, and can bring the dead back to life. I just need to kill some more people, and at one point, I can save her. Why do you show up? "

It sounds like an infatuated person who would rather slaughter the world for the one he loves and live up to his lord.

Xiao Nianzhi knew that infatuation is a good thing, but infatuation is not a reason to do evil. This truth has been said a hundred and eighty times, and everyone knows it, but when everyone is in a critical situation, all benevolence, righteousness, morality and law are left behind, and they will go their own way. Apostasy.

"There are many ways to bring the dead back to life. It's wrong to hurt others' lives for your own selfishness, don't you understand?" When Xiao Nianzhi was young, he heard the old man tell the story of Bai Suzhen flooding Jinshan. The causes were similar, but the result was not being crushed under the tower Punishment for reflection.

The man who didn't believe that the world left him a way out laughed sadly. After laughing for a long time, he stopped: "Returning from the dead? How can there be a righteous way to return from the dead? If you want to bring a life back, only the most sinister way can be achieved. You guys Righteousness speaks bullshit, hypocrite!"

Fu Yan suddenly became angry, said shut up, and then swung her spirit at the man leaning against the city wall.

Xiao Nianzhi waved her hand to signal to stop him, walked towards the man, and stopped a few steps away.

"You also know birth, old age, sickness and death, and the impermanence of the world. Why did you go against the sky, and finally backfired on you? Have you ever thought that your girl didn't want to die and come back to life? Everything you did was just to add to her. It's just a burden."

The man in the mask suddenly raised his head, his hoarse voice became clear, and he said, "She wants to live."

"But I can't live." Xiao Nianzhi said: "You are also suffering when you are renewing her life. It is God's will that you can't be together. Why should you live with the pain? You can choose to die because you are not brave enough. Death can obviously be used to escape, but you don't, do you love her enough?"

The two brothers of the Zhou family stood behind blankly, Nangong frowned, as if he didn't understand why Xiao Nianzhi said such unfeeling words.

Fu Yan pursed her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The living suffer more than the dead. If you don't love her, you also drag the dead to suffer together, so you should die even more."

The masked man froze on the spot, with a dull pain in his chest. He coughed a few times, but still did not give in to fight back: "What do you know?!" The end was raised quietly, and the spiritual power he secretly raised in his palm roared through the wind, Hitting Xiao Nianzhi at an extremely fast speed.

Xiao Nianzhi was stunned for half a second, then stretched out his hand to break it, a long sword was brushed by his side and cut off the spiritual power, which went straight into the masked man's chest.

The waning moon on the city wall was covered by black clouds, the flags on the wall vibrated violently, and a passive wind blew up on the ground, returning to calm as the man's mask slipped off.

His face was darkened, and thick black stems could be vaguely seen on the neck hidden under the collar.

Surrounded by dead silence, Xiao Nianzhi watched the man's body gradually turn into powder and disappear into the night.

In the dimly lit area to the south, the barking of dogs stopped.

Zhou Qing asked Mu Ran to speak: "Senior Xiao."

The end of the matter was a bit unrealistic. He couldn't believe that the turmoil of these days was just a person's resentment, and when the resentment disappeared, he returned to peace, and there was a trace of sadness.

Xiao Nianzhi pulled out the sword inserted into the city wall, looked at it for a while, then turned around and said: "Everyone, go back."

"Nangong, go and burn the chrysalis hole."

Nangong Jin put away his sword, and left with a hem of clothes.

The two brothers of the Zhou family all left, leaving only Fu Yan standing where she was.

He was also thinking about ten days ago when his master asked if someone from the magic path lit the torch of revival, would he kill him when he became stronger.

He thought about it for a long time, and he stayed up all night thinking about this question. He was originally a member of the Demon Road, a master, and a demon that would be feared by everyone in the world. Why don't you want to revive the former prestige of Molu?However, he will not kill Xiao Nianzhi, nor will he move a finger of him, how could he be willing to part with such a person who yearns for him day and night.

"Master." Fu Yan opened her mouth, but Xiao Nianzhi only said: "Go back." Putting the sword in his hand, he left without looking back.

Fu Yan's face paled, Master, is he angry?

The sword in his hand was not stained with blood, but he really killed a person.

Master is mad at him for murder?

But if he didn't kill him, that person would hurt Master, and he wouldn't let that happen.

In this world, there can be no one who kills the master. If one kills the other, he can't even have the slightest thought. If he can know, even if impermanence is in power, he will be shredded into thousands of pieces.

Fu Yan didn't know what was wrong, she just lowered her head and followed.

The next day, Xiao Nianzhi came out of the guest room after a good night's sleep. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fu Yan squatting on the edge of the threshold. When he saw him coming, he stood up, gave him a tentative smile, and called out Say master.

The weather in the morning was still a bit cold, he thought that the child would not go back to sleep and sat here all night.

"When did you sit here?"

Fu Yan replied, "Five o'clock, I'll come as soon as the sun breaks."

Xiao Nianzhi thought it was funny, at five o'clock, many furry children were still in bed and refused to get up, but he was diligent.

Xiao Nianzhi took his hand and said: "Come on, go to have breakfast with Teacher Wei first, and then go shopping for some clothes. The clothes on your body are too torn, and they are all worn by girls. Boys must have boys. like."

Fu Yan followed behind and asked: "Then I can also wear boys' clothes in the future?"

"of course."

As soon as Fu Yan was happy, she completely forgot that she squatted at Xiao Nianzhi's door early to confess her mistake, and walked happily according to Master's plan.

After breakfast, Xiao Nianzhi bought some clothes for Fu Yan, the clothes were neither complicated nor heavy, they fit just right.

After wandering around for a while, he also bought a few casual books, which he planned to read when he was bored.

As the "black bone monster" settled down, Nangong Jin was called back by Nangong on a flying pigeon to continue to reflect on the wall in Zangshu Pavilion.

After buying clothes and books, passing by a stall selling purple sweet potato cakes, Xiao Nianzhi patted Fu Yan on the head and asked, "Do you want to eat this?"

Fu Yan looked at the crystal-clear color of purple sweet potato, her mouth was watering, Xiao Nianzhi felt that it was useless to ask, so she bought one for him.

Children probably like to eat sweet things, just like when I was a child, I couldn’t walk when I saw a hawker selling candied haws on the road, but when I grow up, I don’t like these things anymore.

"I'll buy you one now to satisfy your hunger, and you won't be able to eat it when you return to Nangong Mansion. Alas, Nangong Mansion pays so much attention to it, and all the food is for nourishing the stomach. Can't you eat something spicy?"

Fu Yan became bolder and said, "It suits my taste, I just don't like spicy food."

Cut it, brat.

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The whole afternoon passed, and before dusk, the two returned to Nangong Mansion in Baxu Yushan.

As soon as he came back, all the disciples of Nangong Mansion rushed to tell each other, Xiao Nianzhi asked Fu Yan to go back first, and he was called to drink tea at Nangong Cheng's place, and talked about some things about stealing chrysalis. When Nangong Cheng came out, he was surrounded by a group of Nangong disciples.

A group of people gathered together and asked him to talk about the Strangler. I don’t know who has heard of the Thief’s Chrysalis, and a voice asked him to tell the allusion of the Thief’s Chrysalis, and asked him to talk about the man wearing the mask.

Xiao Nianzhi was so annoyed that he was taken care of, and said in a random manner: "If you want to know, go to the Houshan Insect Garden to have a look, maybe you can catch one or two to keep as pets."

All the disciples didn't believe it, so they laughed and made trouble.

It wasn't until the sun set that Xiao Nianzhi had room to move his feet, and dragged his exhausted body back to the house.

Entering the room, taking off his coat, he groped towards the bed in a daze, touched the bed and lay down.

Feeling comfortable in my heart, a pair of claws wrapped around my waist.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and felt a puff of hot air on the back of his neck.

Fu Yan's voice was hoarse, and she exhaled hot air, and said in a continuous voice, "Master, why did you come back?"

Xiao Nianzhi wanted to turn over, but the hands around his waist became tighter and tighter. He patted those hands lightly and said, "What's wrong? Talking is boring."

There was a long silence behind him, Xiao Nianzhi almost thought he had fallen asleep.

"Master, I... like you, the love of my sweetheart."