The villain's guide to throwing blame

On the eve of his birthday, Qianlin lived on the peak.

Dark clouds cover the moon, the stars are hidden, and the noisy insects that should be in the summer night seem to have disappeared.

Duanming suddenly woke up from his sleep, he sat up panting heavily, the sudden heart palpitations made him flustered.

In the dream, the bloody blade was glowing coldly, and the sound of crying and screaming seemed to break through the sky.Holding a long sword in his hand, he stood in the crowd and watched the massacre, his eyes pierced with hatred, and the overwhelming hatred almost drowned him.

He took two steps in this Asura field, and suddenly saw a pair of black and white eyes in the blood-stained Asura field, staring at him firmly, and in this sharp line of sight, he looked towards The nearest person was cut down with a single sword!

The blood suddenly covered the eyes and woke him up from the dream.

He glanced around blankly, and when he saw the familiar furnishings around him, he leaned against the head of the bed and let out a long breath, relaxing his tense nerves.

This dream was too real, as if he had returned to that night again. What was different from that time was that the excitement and nervousness that his ambition would finally be realized and the fear that overwhelmed him were magnified in the dream.

The dark and dull sky, the dim stars, the smell of gunpowder and blood, the sky filled with fear and hatred.

And those eyes, the black and white clear eyes that obviously belonged to children.

Time has passed for too long, and he can't remember whether this is a real memory or a fictional scene in a dream, and whether there is such a child who does not cry or scream when facing such a Shura field, but is full of hatred Carefully write down who brought the disaster.

Thinking of this, he shuddered, and forced himself to think calmly, those were all remnants of the evil way back then, death is not a pity, so how could he miss one?If it really did, it would have already set off a bloody storm by now.He shook his head convincingly.

Panting for a while, Duanming finally regained his senses. He sat on the couch with his eyes closed, trying to meditate and calm down, but he couldn't gather his energy. The suzerain, who was so calm and unhurried, fell into an inexplicable mood of restlessness.

Nervously, he stretched out his hand towards the jade ring next to the pillow, and then withdrew his hand the moment he touched it, stretched it out after trembling for a long time, then retracted it as if frightened, and repeated this several times. As soon as he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, he picked up Yuhuan vigorously, penetrated into the spiritual power and inspected it carefully.

After a long time, he breathed out, closed his eyes and calmed down. He sat up slowly until his emotions calmed down. He took the outer robe with one hand and looked at the heavy sky outside. After struggling for a long time, he finally sighed. tone.

He stood up, shook his outer robe, put it on, picked up the cloak that was placed on the small couch on the west side of the room, walked out of the room, looked at the surrounding environment with heavy eyes, and then quietly carried it away. Lingli left the Qishen Peak.

When the sky was slightly bright, a ray of spiritual light flashed on the Qishi Peak, but it was Sect Master Qianlin who had disappeared for most of the night and returned to the peak.At this time, Duanming had recovered his former calm, and he walked with confidence, as if he had a backbone.

After he returned to the courtyard, within an hour, several disciples went to invite him politely, and the whole Qianlin became busy at the same time.

Today is the birthday of Duan Ming, the patriarch of Qianlin Sect.

Wearing a solemn black robe embroidered with red patterns, Duanming arrived at the main hall where the banquet was held ahead of time with a smile, and waited in the back hall first, preparing to go out to meet everyone when the time came.

Just as he was taking his seat in the hall, several Qin Ji dancers Tingting floated into the hall. Qin Ji gave a slight salute, then turned around and walked behind the screen, Duanming glanced at it nonchalantly, then moved her eyes to the hall in the hall. On the dancer.

These dancers were found by Peak Master Yu Xiaofeng from the Western Regions a few days ago. The dancing waist.

This year Yu Xiaofeng's merits are not good, so he should be demoted to the first rank, looking at it now, there is still room for maneuver.

The sound of the music echoed in the hall. When the strings were plucked, the clear and crisp sound of the zither sounded like flowing water, swimming softly and playfully in people's ears, making people can't help tapping their fingers lightly with the music. .

Duanming listened to the sound of the piano in a cheerful mood, and sipped wine while dancing gracefully, which was quite interesting.

At this moment, as soon as the sound of the zither changed, a few sounds of hurt like whispers and weeping suddenly slipped into the brisk zither sound. swept the entire temple.

Duanming flashed his eyes, and found himself suddenly appearing in a long corridor full of ancient sculptures and decorations. He was confused for a moment, and then realized what he was going to do just now.

He walked anxiously along this familiar corridor to an attic, and hurriedly headed towards his destination.

"Brother! I got a report that they have gathered the elders and heads of many sects, and they are already heading to the Ling family!" He reported anxiously to the elder brother he was talking about.

Hearing this, the man who was replaced by him as the eldest brother stood up, frowned and walked around the room twice, then turned around and looked at him, as if he had made up his mind, "I've gathered all my family members together , and now they are all waiting in the Garden of Waking of Insects at the back of the mountain, third brother, take my token and go over there later, and take them with you."

"What about you! Brother!" He said anxiously.

"I won't leave. My Ling family has never done such a thing. If they are willing to listen, the Ling family still has hope of clearing up their grievances. If I also leave, then the Ling family may not be able to stand on the right path in the future. land!"

The man put the patriarch's order in his hand, held his hand tightly with both hands, looked at him sincerely and said, "Third brother, the only one I can entrust to you now is you. After today, my Ling family will definitely treat you well." Whatever you ask, I will die!"

Hearing what the man said, he suddenly smiled slightly, and before the man could react, he pulled out an immortal lock, and slammed into the man's dantian, piercing through it viciously under his astonished expression. his abdomen.

"Brother," he smiled slightly, and whispered with a ferocious face, "do you think that the Ling family can still have a tomorrow? Do you know what is the crime of being pregnant? There are some things that cannot be kept without ability." of."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who had no longer made a sound disappeared from before him, and he stood in a different place again.The sky is full of blood, the night is as thick as splashed ink, the lights are flickering, and the sky-shattering wailing, screaming and cursing.

Duanming once again stood in the dream he would have all year round, and returned to that day more than 20 years ago, the night when he besieged and suppressed the Ling family, the remnant of the evil way.

"Duanming! Betrayal and treachery, his heart can be punished! You will hardly get what you want in this life, and you will not—"

Amid the hoarse curses, he swung his sword, ending the chattering voice.Duan Ming took a deep breath, and the strong smell of blood woke him up. He lifted his sword and raised his eyes to look at the chaotic scene around him, trying to find those eyes.

Those haunted eyes were staring at him!

He will make the person with these eyes disappear forever in this night, and never appear in his world again!

Among the chaotic crowd, Duanming pushed away those who stood in front of him with a ferocious expression, then shook off those who were rushing towards him, and frantically looked for those eyes.

Where, where are you, don't you like staring at me the most, where are you looking at me now!

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, turned his head suddenly, and met those eyes ten steps away.

Those black and white eyes, clear and bright, are too clear in the dirty blood. The child's eyes stared straight at him, as if engraving everything in front of him in his memory stroke by stroke. middle.

Remember them all, not missing a single one.

Duanming suddenly became frightened, he roared, ran towards the child, and raised the sword in his hand at the same time.

Kill you---

The rage came to an abrupt end, and Duanming stared at the strings wrapped around his neck in a daze. The strings formed by pure spiritual power were emitting a faint light. in the neck.

The originally skinny child stood up slowly and walked towards him step by step. As the two of them approached each other, his figure also kept getting taller until he reached Duanming. Became the figure that an adult should have.

Duan Ming looked at the smiling person in front of him in horror, but he could only let out a hoarse breath with blood foam.

"you--"

"Hush." ​​The man raised a finger and pressed it lightly on his lips, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, this picture of joy looked like a nightmare in hell to Duan Ming.

"Duanming, in this life, you will definitely die badly." Continuing the unfinished sentence many years ago, the strings of the zither moved slightly, tightening completely, severing the locked vitality.

Seeing his unrepentant and tragic death, the man laughed twice, lowered his body, took a jade ring from his wrist, erased the imprint on it lightly, and found what he wanted.

"Huh?" At this moment, he saw another thing that surprised him. The man pondered for a while, and then took away an unexpected thing hidden in the mustard space.

He threw the mustard seed jade ring back on Duanming's body, and at the same time he fumbled for a string of Buddhist beads, stroked it twice, and threw it beside Duanming's hand with a sneer.

At this time, he heard the humming sound from the outer hall, he turned around, passed through the unconscious dancer Qin Ji, and disappeared into the air like a ghost.

The dark Buddha beads landed on the blood-soaked ground, and there was a layer of cold light for no reason.

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Hey, let's make a bento, let's make a bento!After two days of interruption, I finally upgraded today. It's not easy!

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