Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

Some things have changed, but the general appearance of its body is still the same as before.

Ten Thousand Years, the vicissitudes of life, what will not change.

"Huh? Ye Lao senior, unexpectedly ascended from Zhongzhou to the upper realm?" Wu Qingying was a little surprised.

After all, it was the first time she knew these things.

They thought that Ye Lao, like Su Yi, was born in the upper realm.

"Well, before the ascension, the descendants of the old slave have been quite strong since then, at least they won't ruin the inheritance." Ye Lao showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Times have changed, and it is obvious that he is still very optimistic about own children.

Not to mention that it is comparable to the monsters and gods in the upper realm, but at least it is not much worse.

"Then the senior is the ancestor of the Ye family? Or..."

Immediately afterwards, Wu Qingying had a flash of inspiration and asked.

Seeing that she wanted to own something, Elder Ye also said it frankly, "This old slave is Ye Haoyan from the Ye family back then. I don't know Miss, have you ever heard of it?"

"Although it is not the most powerful existence in the family, at least it has not lost the face of the ancestors."

After finishing speaking, a kind smile appeared on his face.

The meticulous and solemn look of the past was completely gone.

Ye Haoyan was his original name.

Ever since he ascended to the upper realm and became an external retainer of the Su family, he called himself Elder Ye.

Two Ten Thousand Years ago, it was only the strength of the Great Saint Realm, but now the Cultivation Base has reached the God King Realm.

Even in the Upper Realm, this Cultivation Base is still a master, a generation of Sect Leaders.

And because of the lower realm, it is currently difficult for Ye Lao to display his true strength.

Once the supernatural power erupts, it will be suppressed and rejected by the will of the spiritual green world.

Regardless of whether he was originally from this world.

As long as the strength exceeds the limit, it will be restricted.

Even though he is a God King master, he still can't ignore the strength of the will of one world.

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qingying, who heard it from the side, immediately widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

The ancient Ye family in Zhongzhou more than 20,000 years ago was a thriving existence.

Not to mention the ability to overwhelm the heroes, but it can also make other big forces taboo three points.

Even the states and the land know a thing or two about the powerful background and strength of the Ye family.

"The Lin family?" With Ye Lao's message appearing in his mind, Su Yi nodded.

It can be regarded as agreeing with what Ye Lao said, it is really rare to have the Cultivation Base of the strong God King, and its own Talent Bloodline.

At the same time, he communicated with the system in his mind and checked the information it had previously prompted.

"Ding, due to the chaos of the world's luck, the power of the world appeared and repaired."

"A new lucky creature has been detected and discovered, please plunder and kill it as soon as possible."

It seems that after Lin Tian was born, a new luck creature came into being.

Or, send a more powerful son of fortune to take the opportunity to kill himself.

The previous Lin Tian was a lucky man with a ring grandfather.

What will be next, where will it hide and develop?

"The system can't perceive it, please check and find it yourself."

Hearing the system's response, Su Yi knew it by heart.

Obviously the scope is beyond the limit, and it would be nice to have a task reminder.

What do you want? Let the lucky creature deliver it to the door by itself? How can there be such good luck...

Host: Su Yi.

Status: Disciple of Xian Dao Palace.

Cultivation Base: The peak of the Great Saint's human realm.

Constitution Bloodline: Demon Heart (the soul of God Realm).

Cultivation Technique: Immortal Scripture, Demonic Body (Talent), Spiritual Mind Soul Body (Talent), Sky Devouring Art,...

Luck: Black (six hundred).

Luck value: 400 points.

System shopping mall: not yet open.

Warehouse: None.

"System, what is this system mall? Why is it not open?"

Silently checking its current status, Su Yi is both puzzled and curious about this system mall.

In the system, there is already a place to exchange things, why is there such a similar function.

Hearing his inquiry, the system made a mechanical, cold sound.

"As the owner's luck value increases, the system mall will naturally be unlocked."

"And the items in it can only be exchanged for goods, luck value or according to the owner's requirements, can be exchanged for acquisition."

Su Yi understands a little, but also doesn't understand.

This seems to be no different from the exchange in the system itself, right?

One is equivalent to a store, and the other is an introduction to a mall.

Wait, is that what I thought...

"System, isn't the item in the system mall not limited to the exchange of luck points?"

Resisting the excitement deep in her heart, Su Yi frowned slightly, her face full of seriousness.

"Yes, master." The mechanical voice of the system sounded calmly.

After being affirmed, he clenched his hands excitedly.

At this time, he completely forgot that in his hand, he was holding a certain white and delicate hand.

"Ah! That... Mr. Su, you hurt Qingying..."

Wu Qingying, who was in some pain, showed a trace of pain on her face, and asked with a frown.

The physical strength of the Great Saint's human realm is not something her little psychic realm can contend with.

Su Yi, who came back to his senses, saw her expression, immediately knew that it was an issue of own, and quickly apologized to her.

"It's my problem, how is it? Does it still hurt now?"

Saying that, Su Yi directly held that soft and smooth little hand with both hands.

Gently kneading, very gentle and caring.

She looked very distressed, cautious and afraid of hurting her again.

Seeing that Su Yi cared so much about own feelings, Wu Qingying was a little moved, and a blush unconsciously appeared on her face.

"Hmm...Qingying doesn't hurt anymore."

Even Wu Qingying didn't realize it, a shadow of Daoist slowly appeared in her heart.

Handsome and plain, indifferent and gentle.

Hearing the sound, Su Yi gradually stopped kneading, and then held her white, delicate and cold little hand again.

Soft and cold, smooth and very tactile.

The breeze blew over his cheeks, and the sun reflected on Su Yi's face, looking at the faint smile on his face at this time.

Wu Qingying, who also smiled slightly, asked curiously, "What's wrong, young master? I seem to suddenly feel happier."

After all, if it wasn't for something, the young master wouldn't scratch himself.

The flawless and clear eyes blinked, a little surprised by his smile at this time.

On weekdays, although you can still see Su Yi with a smile on his face from time to time.

But it seems to be covered with a layer of mist, mysterious and cold.

When dealing with things, you are always far-sighted and elusive.

Even when talking with herself, she would tease and tease herself from time to time, watching her joke.

Even so, he is still on the surface, never revealing the true emotions in his heart.