Adorable Villain: Male God, I am not Trying to Rob You.

Xia Beibei stayed in that inn for two days. The strange thing was that she did not see Feng Jiutian during these two days. The man seemed to have never gone downstairs. When it was time to eat, he only called the waiter. Meals were brought to his room.

On the second night, according to the coded message left by Xia Beibei, the brothers from the Blood Clothes Sect gathered in an abandoned courtyard in Feng County.

In the night, Xia Beibei, dressed in red, walked through the night, with an endless cold look on her delicate and beautiful face.

"Saint."

Seeing Xia Beibei's figure, everyone else lowered their eyes respectfully and said hello.

"It's been a hard journey for everyone."

Xia Beibei raised his eyes and glanced at the people in the yard: "Now something has happened at Wutong Villa. I have decided to attack Wutong Villa tonight. Are you ready?"

"yes!"

Xia Beibei's voice was uniform and full of murderous intent.

"good."

When Xia Beibei heard everyone's answers, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to make a departure gesture - the night was dark and windy, and it was the right time to kill.

**

Wutong Villa, Gaomen Courtyard, the entire villa is located in the center of Fengxian County, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a quiet environment. It was first named because of the Wutong trees that cover the villa.

At this time, in the dead of night, at this time of day, the disciples and servants of Wutong Villa have already fallen asleep.

In the backyard of the villa, the young owner's courtyard was still lit by candlelight. Le Zhengfeng's personal maid Feng Lan was carefully holding the wine bottle and looking at her master with a worried look on her face: "Young owner, don't stop. Drink. It’s late at night, you should go to bed early.”

Hearing Feng Lan's words, Le Zhengfeng raised his head in confusion. Seeing Feng Lan's face next to him, Le Zhengfeng narrowed his eyes subconsciously: "Feng Lan, do you know? I really want to get drunk. But no matter how much I drink, my mind just keeps getting clearer."

She clearly remembered that person's smile and could clearly see that that day, her long sword pierced her thin body.

At that moment, her eyes widened in disbelief, which is still deeply imprinted in Le Zhengfeng's mind.

A Lan, Ye Lan.

Until now, Le Zhengfeng hopes that everything he has experienced is a big dream——

When he wakes up from the dream, A Lan will still appear, and she will tell him with a smile that she is not the witch from the Blood Clothes Sect at all, nor is she a devil who kills people without blinking an eye, she is just the little girl he knows who is ignorant of the world and has a sweet smile. Girl.

If that's the case...

How nice it would be.

Le Zhengfeng lowered his eyes, his eyes reflected in the clear wine. Those eyes that were once full of energy were now covered with bloodshot eyes.

"Ye Lan is bound to die. She and your Wutong Villa have a life-or-death relationship. Le Zhengfeng, are you going to destroy the century-old foundation of Wutong Villa for the sake of your children's affair?"

That person's voice echoed in Le Zhengfeng's mind again——

Family, or personal feelings?

He resolutely chose the former.

Everyone has to make many choices in their life. If you choose, you must go on unswervingly.

regret?

What rights and qualifications does he have to regret?

Le Zhengfeng, you are nothing but a coward.

Ah.

Le Zhengfeng smiled mockingly, and then he drank the wine in one gulp, raised his hand again to grab the bottle held by Feng Lan, and filled himself a glass of wine again.

"Young Master..."

Feng Lan on the side looked at Le Zhengfeng with heartbroken eyes, and was about to say something. Suddenly, a noisy sound of fighting came from outside the villa.

What's wrong?

Le Zhengfeng's eyes suddenly changed, and he stood up with a stern expression.

"Young Master, Young Master!" At this time, the guards outside the yard rushed into Le Zhengfeng's room: "Young Master, it's not good! The people from the Blood Clothes Sect are here!"

Bloody Clothes Gate?

Could it be... that Hu Yandian sent someone here to avenge Ye Lan? There have been rumors in the world that Hu Yandian and Ye Lan have a good relationship. It has been more than a month since Ye Lan's accident. In fact, Le Zhengfeng has been waiting for Hu Yandian to arrive. He did not expect that Hu Yandian would come so late... …

At this time, the entire Wutong Villa was covered in fire and filled with blood.

The people of the Blood Clothes Sect were all wearing red robes. Wherever they went, blood splattered and people wailed.

When Le Zhengfeng rushed into the yard with his sword, he saw numerous dead and wounded brothers in the villa. He immediately joined the battle group quickly and quickly killed several disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect with his own hands.

At this time, the disciples of Wutong Villa gradually gathered from all over the villa. Even the owner of Wutong Villa, Le Yuanying, looked murderous and fought with the people from the Blood Clothes Sect. The situation on the field was gradually reversed. , the people from the Blood Clothes Sect began to be defeated by the people from Wutong Villa.

At this moment, silver needles suddenly flew all over the sky, and a red figure came from the sky like a butterfly.

As red sleeves fluttered, countless disciples from Wutong Villa fell to the ground——

Rainstorm pear blossoms!

The blood-clothed witch, Ye Lan!

When Xia Beibei's figure suddenly appeared, everyone in Wutong Villa stared at her with horror as if they had seen a ghost——

More than a month ago, Ye Lan killed many people in Wutong Villa alone. This red figure left an indelible impression on all the disciples of Wutong Villa.

"Alan..."

At this time, Le Zhengfeng also put down his sword and looked at Xia Beibei who suddenly appeared with dull eyes.

"Alan, are you...still alive?"

Are you not dreaming?

At this time, Le Zhengfeng stared blankly at Xia Beibei's face until waves of exclamations rang out in his ears. When Le Zhengfeng came to his senses, the long sword in Xia Beibei's hand had already pierced him. in front of him.

At this moment, Le Zhengfeng didn't even dodge or make any move. He just stared blankly at Xia Beibei's face in front of him.

"Alan, I..."

He wanted to say sorry to her. For more than a month, every time he dreamed about it at midnight, he could see her face and her dying appearance covered in blood——

Alan, I'm sorry, I didn't want to either.

I...have no choice.

Le Zhengfeng opened his mouth and was about to speak. At this moment, a large piece of silver light flashed and Le Yuanying's long sword suddenly flew towards him.

"Feng'er, be careful!"

Le Yuanying responded to Xia Beibei's offensive while pulling her son back quickly!

"Feng'er! Wake up and don't be fooled by this witch again!"

At this moment, Le Yuanying's voice was very loud: "Monsters of the Blood Clothes Sect! You are just rats crossing the street in the martial arts world. You can only sneak attacks at night! A group of rats! Why be afraid!"

A street rat?

Hearing Le Yuan's words, Xia Beibei curled his lips and smiled: "We are rats, who are you? An immortal cockroach? An old man! Stop talking nonsense! When a large group of people in Wutong Villa bullied a little girl, you couldn't even cross the street like a rat Worse than anything else!"

As he spoke, Xia Beibei raised his hand again and waved countless hidden weapons.

The poisoned hidden weapon attacks indiscriminately. As long as the people in the yard are hit, they will immediately see blood and their throats will be sealed, and there will be no way to save them!

Since it is a murder weapon, there is no distinction between justice and evil at all——

Killing is killing.

The so-called punishment of rape and elimination of evil is nothing more than a high-sounding excuse that those in the martial arts world find for themselves after killing someone.