Female Protagonist is a Blackened Villainess

Time has passed quietly. It has been more than four months since the last coma. The self-state of Long Shiyi has finally been adjusted.

Today is the Holy Spirit calendar July 1444, which is the family's annual talent test month. Generally speaking, people in Fengling mainland began to pass the talent test at the age of four, and did not terminate until ten years old. At the age of ten, if the talent test does not come out, it is the real waste material.

One day after the talent test, Long Shi’s quietly stayed in the family’s library, seemingly indifferent to the outside world. It was not until the maid came to call her to eat that she had an action.

Between the living rooms, the family was having a good conversation. The main position is the old man who is full of white flowers, that is, the grandfather of the dragon poetry, Long Zhentian; the next is her grandparents, the dragon and the sapphire; the next is the dragon's wife Nangong mystery. And the beautiful aunt Long Yuqing; after that, she is now the cousin Long Pingtian and Long Aotian, but the dragon is not in the sky, the last is her own, and the end of the long table is the current owner of the dragon, the dragon Aotian's father.

To be honest, every time the family gathers, Long Shizhen can't help but want to vomit, shocking, bullying, shocking, war, and her dad, she can't help thinking about it every time she thinks about it. Laugh, but in the end it is all turned into a silent sigh.

"What happened?" The dragon on the end frowned and frowned, looking at his wife Nangong mystery. "How did Aotian not come?"

The Nangong mystery is beautiful and frowning. It is also a bit puzzled. "Aotian is generally not late, he obviously prepared very early."

At this moment, a little sly ran over in a panic, and his mouth was stuttering. After a while, he spoke a clear word. "No, no, no, no... little young master... Going into the water."

As the saying goes, the atmosphere in the hall is completely silent.

Xiao Yan looked at this situation, the thin body shivered, almost soft, and dare to speak.

"What happened?" Long Tiantian clenched his fists tightly and made a creaking sound. A pair of tigers stared coldly at the people. "Quickly say!"

"Small... Little Master went out and bought some gifts, but he was hit by Shangguanhao of the Shangguan, and then the two of them had a dispute. The young master was pushed into the water." Xiaoyan swallowed and shook Said violently.

"Later, is there anything for people?" Nangong mystery couldn't help but looked at the reading in anxiously.

"Then...the young master lost his memory..." Stoudemire said cautiously.

............

Lost memory is the most common way to cross the novel. The male master, Long Aotian, is different from himself. When he crosses, he does not have the memory of the original master. He can only slowly absorb the knowledge of the world.

At this time, Long Aotian's room was full of various characters. Long Shizhen sat next to him, a simple appearance, but his heart was very calm, watching the priest wearing a robe, his mouth has a ritual of inquiring about Long Aotian every year.

Needless to say, it was the Cole priest who baptized her with light magic four months ago.

At this time, Long Aotian was secretly gnashing his teeth and his face was full of nervousness. He was very worried about this strange pastor and would detect that he was not a real dragon.

After a while.

"Cole, how is Aotian, is there anything?" Long Zhentian stood up with a cane, and his old face was full of concern. The dragons and the Nangong mystery, including a group of relatives of the Nangong family, also crowded up.

Cole High priest smiled and shook his head and said: "There is no serious obstacle to the body of the son, but the mental power seems to have been greatly damaged, resulting in lack of memory."

As the saying goes, the faces of everyone in the room can't help but stunned. The Nangong mystery couldn’t help anymore. He hugged Long Aotian, who was just a sigh of relief, and burst into tears.

"Shangguan Pingyi that old man!" Long broken a fist, smashed the table beside him, only made the family people scared.

"Breaking the sky, not rude." Long Ba Tian frowned, his eyes cast on the Cole priest who had not left.

"Oh, nothing happens." Cole priest looked sighed.

"Cole, I am very sorry!" Long broken the sky slightly, then put a gesture of please, and called several of the Nangong family to go out to eat.

The men went out to discuss the business, and there was only one woman and children left in the room. Long Shiyi’s body was suddenly hugged, and the water drops ticking off her shoulder.

Nangong mystery is crying with his son. Sapphire can only cry silently with his grandson. The connection between the relatives has been hurt. This is definitely a major blow to Sapphire.

The dragon poetry has a little bit of pain, just righteousness, and softly comforted. "Grandma don't cry, amnesia is not a bad thing, maybe it will be restored someday!"

"Oh, what you said!" Sapphire choked, suppressing tears.

Long Aotian also resumed normal, and the Nangong mystery re-introduced to Long Aotian: "Every day, I am your mother Nangong mystery, this is your grandmother, your grandmother is holding your arms. The cousin Long Shi Yan." Speaking pointing to the sapphire next to him.

Then he pointed to a lady. "That is your second aunt. She is the wife of today's holy man. She is already the veritable owner of the harem." Then, pointing to another lady, "That is your aunt, Beside your cousin Nangong Lingli."

With the instructions of the Nangong mystery, Long Shiyi also turned his eyes to the girl who was proud of her face. Beautiful big eyes, black and beautiful bun, under the delicate little face, a small cherry mouth slightly smashed, showing a disdainful appearance.

The younger ones are so beautiful. When they grow up, they are definitely a beautiful woman. It’s a pity that they are all the dragon's harem. The chances of being favored are low, but they are also very satisfied. Long Shi’s thoughts are running, and Nangong Lingli in memory slowly disintegrates.

Nangong Lingli, the cousin of the protagonist Long Aotian, the genius fire magician, a proud **** beauty, and the Qingling bamboo of the Fengyun Empire is a childhood friend. Personally hate the protagonist Long Aotian, think that Long Aotian is a no etiquette, do not know how to respect other people's readings;

With a stunt and a sinister foot, one foot can make people break their grandchildren. Once he was unprepared, Long Aotian, the protagonist who was invading her green plum, was overcast, so that Long Aotian, who had just emerged, was once again scrapped.

Later, Long Aotian got the inheritance of ancient times, not only possessed a strong tyrannical strength, but also replaced the golden gun with the roots. A good foundation for the identification of the Crystal Palace for conquering women.

As for Nangong Lingli, when she was at the School of Magic, she was conquered by Long Ao Tianqiang x and completely fell under the protagonist of Long Aotian.

And it is very pitiful, for some reason, and finally died in the hands of the "Zi Ling Ling", which has been completely blackened, and became the first woman to die in the Dragon Aotian Crystal Palace.

"Ling Li, this is your cousin." The lady patted her little hand, and finally just sighed helplessly, and was spoiled.

"Know it." Nangong Lingli licked her mouth and looked at her face. Long Aotian stared at her for a while, then she looked away from the dragon and then completely dazed.

Long Shiyi knows that this dragon is fascinated.

"That is your little aunt and dragon language clear." Looking at Long Aotian's stupid appearance, Nangong mystery couldn't help but smile. "How, is your aunt beautiful? She is the first beauty of our Fengyun Empire." Yo!"

Long Aotian stayed, suddenly whispered: "There are beautiful people in the north, peerless and **. Look at the city, and then consider the country. Ning does not know the city and the country, the beauty is difficult to get."

At this point, the people present were shocked and face to face, all incredible. The dragon poetry’s lips are cramped, and I don’t know what to describe.

"Proud... Aotian, what have you just said?" Nangong mystery said a little panic.

"Aunt... Aunt is so beautiful! I... I..." Long Aotian is obviously overwhelmed.

Long Shizhen understands that the current Long Aotian is still a otaku who has just crossed, and he does not have the exclusive skills of Long Aotian. Of course, I am afraid of things that may reveal his identity.

"Aotian, will you make a poem?" Ergu Longyu was full of incredible look at him.

"I suddenly didn't know when I suddenly floated up in my mind." Long Aotian pretended to have a child's innocent look and intended to smash the past.

"I have never heard of this poem, does Frost know?" Nangong mystery casts his eyes on the dragon's dragon cream. Although the dragon language cream is not magical since childhood, the chess and calligraphy paintings are all well-versed, and the dragon language cream is suitable.

"Quatrains! Quatrains!" Long Yushuang sighed two words, "I have never heard of this poem, proud of nature is a good gift, if it is a bard, it has a future."

"Aotian likes to read poetry since he was a child. Perhaps this sentence has already been formed in her mind. Now when she sees the beauty of Qing, she can't help herself." Sapphire hugged the dragon poetry and said with a heavy face. "If you pay more attention to verses, you may not be able to retrieve memories."

However, at this time, Long Aotian was completely stunned, and did not think that it was so easy to lie.

"But grandma," Long Shizhen finally couldn't help himself. "There are beautiful people in the north, peerless and isolated, saying a little aunt?"

"If we live in the eastern part of the mainland, if it is in the north, it should be the orc empire. Even if it is judged by the current position, it is also the West. If you want to change it, there will be good talents in the East or the West." Long Shiyi has his own innocent expression. Saying, look innocent and innocent, but what he said, it seems to be well-founded. And as soon as she finished, she almost killed herself.

"Maybe because Aotian once saw the beauty of the North, he did this poem. Now when he sees Qing, he can't help but copy it out!" Sapphire said with a heavy face. When the words came out, the presence of the audience could not help but nod.

Long Poetry: "..."