Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

In the brightly lit hall, there were only three people left: Flender, Dai Mubai and Zhu Xiaoyu.

At this time, Dai Mubai looked at Flender, who was slowly pouring tea, with a calm expression, and said, "Dean, do you have something to tell us?"

Now that Fatty and Ning Rongrong have left, the dean obviously wants to communicate with him alone.

Flender put down the teapot in his hand just now, and said with a faint smile: "I originally had some things to explain, but after seeing that you have all grown up a lot, I found that what I have to say is a bit redundant."

Dai Mubai smiled slightly, "It's okay, Dean, just say what you want." So many things have happened, and everyone has tried their best to grow and improve their strength.

Whether it is heart and strength, it is not what it used to be.

"Originally, I wanted to advise you not to seek revenge from the Martial Soul Hall, but to seek revenge from Bibi Dong, but when I saw you come back, I realized that there are some things that cannot be changed."

There was a trace of bitterness on Flender's face, and he continued: "The hatred of destroying the country, the deep hatred of family destruction, how can it be so simple to let go..."

Even Liu Erlong finally chose to temporarily give up the idea of ​​revenge under his earnest persuasion and choose to come back.

Not for anything else but for the child in her womb, and him as the only family and old friend left.

One must know that Liu Erlong really wanted to seek death with all his heart, and Flender would definitely die on the battlefield with her.

But what about her and Yu Xiaogang's child? Do you want him to lose another relative as soon as he is born? Very realistic problem, but also a dilemma.

"Since you can't let go of your hatred, then fight to the end! And I want to remind you that there are at least a dozen Title Douluo in the Martial Soul Hall, so you must be extremely prepared..."

Looking at Dean Flender with firm eyes at this moment, Dai Mubai nodded solemnly.

From what he learned from Flender alone, there were as many as eight Title Douluo attacking the Imperial City at that time, and their average strength was no less than ninety fourth-level.

Based on this information alone, although it is impossible to truly determine how many Title Douluo there are in the Martial Soul Hall, it is still possible to estimate how many there are, definitely reaching double digits.

After all, when launching an attack, it is impossible for anyone not to leave the rest of the combat power behind their own.

After trying to understand some things, Dai Mubai took a long breath and said: "We know the dean, we will not blindly seek revenge from the people in the Martial Soul Hall, after all, we only have hatred against certain people. ..”

Perhaps in the past, he would choose to destroy everything related to the Martial Soul Temple, but it is different now.

The world has changed, and people will change accordingly, not to mention the people in the Martial Soul Hall can't be killed.

Now he doesn't extravagantly hope to eradicate the Martial Soul Palace, he only hopes to defeat Bibi Dong, the culprit who started the war, and those Title Douluo who participated in the battle to destroy the country.

After seeing Dai Mubai and the two understand this clearly, Flender's slightly frowning brows relaxed a little, as if the burden on him had been lifted, and he relaxed a lot.

It's right to think about it, several of them are his students, and he has the obligation and responsibility to remind them.

Although it is impossible to interfere with the students' choices, at least let them know the pros and cons.

....

nightfall.

In a small house in History Laike College.

After exchanging information with the two girls who came back, Xiao Wu's face was condensed slightly, and he looked at Su Yi hesitantly, "Big brother, do you think they can defeat the Martial Soul Palace?"

When the girls heard this, they fell silent immediately, and then looked at Su Yi to hear his opinion.

You know, if they still can't defeat the Martial Soul Palace after launching a surprise attack, then there is only one end, an answer that anyone can foresee.

Facing everyone's questioning eyes, Su Yi smiled slightly and said, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart? Why do you still ask me..."

As soon as these words came out, an inexplicable sense of desolation immediately appeared in the hearts of the five girls, especially Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"It's just that I don't really want to hear the news of the deaths of my partners." Xiao Wu's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then she silently recalled the happy days before.

At that time, everyone was carefree, but now only a few years later, everything has changed, earth-shaking changes.

"Time heals many things, as in your current situation, isn't it a good example?"

Hearing his words, all the girls nodded in unison. It is true. After all, we have to look forward.

"Okay, I'm going to Martial Soul City, you guys remember to go to bed early and not play too late." Su Yi said something to leave and walked to the door, and at the same time reminded the five girls in the house.

"Alright big brother, Su Yi walk slowly!"

The few people who came to their senses bid farewell to Su Yi who had already opened the door.

Among their guesses, Su Yi must have gone to accompany Xiao Wu's mother and the others.

There was a creak, and after the door was closed, everyone gradually broke away from the slightly depressing atmosphere before, and turned to talking about things that only girls can listen to.

At this moment, Su Mengmeng left Xiao Wu and the others temporarily, and went forward to help Meng Yiran tidy up the tea set.

While helping, her pretty face blushed inexplicably and then asked quietly: "Hey sister, tell me again how you got on good terms with big brother, uh, the one you and big brother... "

Seeing that Su Mengmeng actually asked these relatively private questions, Meng Yiran suddenly felt his cheeks were very hot after thinking of something, and his ears must have turned slightly red.

Just like the day when someone really wanted Meng Yiran, Su Yi gently held her in his arms, with a faint smirk on his face.

And even in her ear, whispering teasing words that made her feel shy....

Although she is a little shy in her heart now, they have been together for such a long time, and they have long been like brothers and sisters who have nothing to say.

And among the five, compared to her who is the oldest, she plays the role of a caring and gentle big sister invisibly.

At this time, while Meng Yiran was packing his things, he pretended to be calm and whispered, "Why are you asking these things, and you shouldn't be asking me, Xiao Wu and the others are the same..."

After finishing speaking, he took a few glances at Xiao Wu and the others not far away. Regarding the love between men and women, Xiao Wu and the others should have the most say, but she is a latecomer.