Female Protagonist is a Blackened Villainess

Long Shiyi went all the way back to the bedroom and pushed open the bedroom. Only one piece of white, empty, and there was a purple and exquisite shadow. Can't help but frown: "Lone?"

"Exquisite!?"

There were a few calls and no one responded.

Long Shiyi began to look for toilets, bedrooms, warehouses, kitchens, etc. in the various parts of the room, and there was no shadow of purple and exquisite.

Calling the system, the system does not come out.

This makes Long Shi's heart a little uneasy. The red-yellow comet that just happened in the sky suddenly came out and was locked and disappeared by the chain. Now Zi Ling is gone, which reminds her of all kinds of possibilities.

Of course, she is not sure.

Maybe it was just Zi Ling who got up, didn't see her, and then ran out to find her.

Thinking this way, her mood finally felt better. Many of them were lying directly in bed and closing their eyes, licking the present thoughts.

Behind her there must be a big man who controls who she is. She doesn't know that the system's confidential work is doing very well, completely concealing all the facts. The only thing I know now is that Ziling Ling is an accident. She can learn from many factors.

First, the system seems to be afraid of madness, and this is based on the purple savage violent tyranny. At that time, she was about to break through the sanctuary, but the power was not enough to call the system all the time, but the system was clearly next to it, but it was just that she could feel the second. Now, as long as she mentioned the red star of Zi Ling, The system will find a way to smash the past, which is obviously also a doubt.

Then, she also knows that Long Aotian is not just one, but there may be many.

The purpose of the system is to let her get rid of Long Aotian and maintain world order. And the system is against the consciousness of the world. She summoned the biggest enemy, Long Aotian, to summon the light god, and then the light **** gave her a baby. When she said that she was in danger, she could take the purple exquisite to avoid.

Why do you want to mention Zi Ling?

What is the origin of Guangming Shen and Zi Linglong?

It can be said that Guangming God is the most influential **** in the world and one of the largest villains in the original work. The strength is unquestionable. And the Lord God is better than the world consciousness, who is powerful?

Dragon Poetry doesn't know, but she knows that there is one person who is better than them. That is the creation god.

The whole world was created by the creation gods, and then inferred from the details, it can also be said that the world consciousness is the child of the creation god, and the ancient gods of the twelve great defending worlds are also created by the creation god.

They are called the Father.

If the creation **** is the father of the world consciousness, then they should be a group of people, and then the world consciousness is the enemy of the system, that is to say, the creation **** is his own enemy.

However, if this is the case, then the creation **** will blow, and he will die. Even if it is a system, then she can't stop it!

In other words, they can stay here for so long, it is very likely that the creation **** is asleep. But the **** of creation is asleep, who is that big hand? Lord God?

Impossible!

Long Shiyi can be sure that the big hand is the creation god, because according to the plot information in the original work, the creation **** seals the purple and red comet, and the chain lock red star she sees is probably the seal of the creation god. .

But this is not right, she removed the enemy of the creation god, Long Aotian, it should be the party of the creation god.

The more she wants to be confused, the more she is confused. This is totally different from the original. She has to think about her brains, but she still has nothing to do. Look at the time, noon.

Zi Lingling still did not come back

This time, Long Shizhen was really panicked. She quickly got up and ran out with her face.

The principal's room, the Holy Spirit group, the school teacher, etc. all asked about it, and there was no purple and exquisite shadow. They also searched for it in school, but they still could not find anyone. Calling the system, I have not seen or responded.

At that moment, Long Shiyi seemed to feel that he was abandoned by everyone.

She was crazy in the school to find, even if it was to spend faith, open the search for the holy level, but still did not find, she ran out of school, suspended in the doomsday high-altitude, more extensive search.

However, the exquisite smell of purple is still not.

She did not look for anyone like this, which means that Ming: Ziling Ling has left the Holy Spirit School and left the Doomsday.

This is so possible! How can I suddenly leave!

Long Shiyu clenched her teeth, and she was not willing to search again, but the search for the whole afternoon was nothing. All she thinks about is that this matter may be related to the Red Sun event this morning.

The system may also know something, but she just can't call.

She was so angry that she returned to school with her shoulders, and did not return to the bedroom. Instead, she came to the back hill and sat weakly at the pool, looking at the rushing waterfall.

This place is one of the good places where she often spends her time practicing with Zi Ling, but now she is left alone.

A line of tears fell from the eyes, the dragon poem blinked, and did not wipe, but instead laughed at himself: "Dragon Poetry Dragon Poetry! I did not expect you to have today! Finally realized the purple exquisite mood at that time Now!"

Long Shiyi understands that Ziling Ling must have encountered something terrible, perhaps related to her life, something that her sister can't solve, so she doesn't tell her to leave.

Just to keep yourself from being sad.

This is exactly the same as her own!

However, it is so uncomfortable.

Through the mirror of the pool, Long Shiyi saw that he was full of self-deprecating faces. I really didn't think she would have such a day. She still wants to go back to the earth and leave Zi Linglong. Now, before she leaves, Zi Linglong will go by herself. This has to be said, it is an ironic fact.

Sunset Xishan, the evening glow, like a fire dance of the phoenix, the cold moon appears, symbolizing that the night is coming, the dragon poetry is sitting on the edge of the pool, as if not attracted by this phenomenon.

"The original sister is here!"

A joyous voice is heard in the forest, just like the fire of life, lighting up the soul fire that the dragon poetry is trying to extinguish. She immediately turned around and saw that under the sunset, the man stood there with a smile.

I didn’t want to think about it. Long Shizhen couldn’t control her body and rushed to the past, plunging into her arms, holding her waist tightly and not letting go.

"Sister"

"Where are you going, I can find you to find the hardship."

Zi Ling smiled and said: "There is no place to go, I have been staying in the school, but my sister didn't see it. But it was really rare. I didn't expect my sister to have tears. I thought it was cold face, a pair. No one looks like a bird."

"Don't be poor!"

"Be careful! That guy is not purple and exquisite." Long Shiyi wanted to continue to ask, but listened to the screams coming from behind her. She subconsciously wanted to get rid of the exquisite purple, but a dagger broke into her own. In the back.

But she has escaped the key.

"Unfortunately! What a pity?" The fake purple Lingxiao shook his head and sighed, and then continued to attack her, but was forced back by countless embroidery needles, followed by a black robe suddenly and quickly, the two immediately played against each other.

Long Shizhen took out the dagger in the closed eyes and then quickly recovered with the power of faith, but she found that the dagger was very strange. It was obvious that she could recover in an instant, but now it consumes a lot of time, the power of faith. It is more horrible to consume.

It is conceivable that if this is the key to stabbing her, then it is very likely that I will not be able to live again. When she recovered, the two men also finished.

Long Shiyi looked up and found that the purple Linglong was originally a new dragon proud of the sky, called Lingfeng and the black robe people also exposed the original, soft and delicate female face, clearly not seen, but Let her feel very familiar.

"Are you okay?" The black man looked at her.

"Nothing, thank you." Long Shiyi still wants to ask who she is, but she heard the new dragon proud Tianxiao smiled. "Who am I? It turned out to be your dead eunuch! The vitality is really strong, this Not dead, it seems to be alive and moist."

"Eunuch?" Who is the poem frowning?

The black robe did not care about the words of Xinlong Aotian, but faintly said: "That inheritance or you give up, or you will regret it."

"Hahaha, I don't need you to teach you. This inheritance is very important to me. Although it can't be integrated now, the strength is just a sanctuary, but not long after, I am God, the **** of this world! "The new dragon Aotian madly laughed and glanced at him. "You will be qualified to say me if you lose this hand! Was it not defeated by her before? How come she suddenly came back! You want to be a backboard master!"

Long Aotian!

In the heart of Long Shi’s poems, the system is not saying that he is dead? How suddenly appeared here and it changed a lot, and even more terrible is that he saved himself.

Dragon poetry is completely ignorant of it.

Just new dragon Aotian said that he is an eunuch. Is it that the one that Long Aotian has been removed by him? It leads to the status of half male and half female, but it still looks biased towards women, and the face is softer. His eyes are also plain as water, without the frivolity of the past.

The black robe did not talk to him, but threw a bead and a key to the dragon poem and said: "The bead is the one I stole from the system, and it has the soul of the dragon family. After the things are over, you can use it to resurrect your family."

"What!" Long Shiyi couldn't help but hold on to the beads and asked, "Long Aotian, what do you want to do!?"

"Nothing!" The black robe evaded her gaze and said, "I just want those who have been good to me to have a good time. The requirements are not high. Maybe you can't believe it, but now I am indeed It is helping you, not right! It should be helping me because I want to live the life I want."

"What do you mean?" Long Shi gnawed his teeth and held his fist tightly. She always feels that everyone here knows the truth behind the scenes, and that she is only stupidly filled in the drums, being instructed to do this, a stupid piece without head and brain.

Up to now, he has even been unable to distinguish his own friends and his own enemies. She is really unacceptable for such a stupid self. Who is she going to fight against? Where is her goal? This, she does not know at all!

"Oh, is the old story finished? Why don't you tell me about the old? Only two of you are too fair to be old!" New Dragon Aotian couldn't stand being ignored, and couldn't help but start making moves, "Hey! New eunuch, lost After the identity of the man, how do you feel, say what you think!" He spoke while attacking the black robe.

The black robe and he had passed dozens of strokes in an instant, then threw out countless silver needles, then quickly pulled away and retreated to her side, saying: "The key is a must for the tower, maybe you will need it in the future. Now, if I have a book with this guy, I will go first. Remember, I must resurrect the dragon family after all things are over."

He flew to the sky and said to the new dragon Aotian below: "Ling Feng, you don't want to know the feeling of becoming a eunuch? If you have the courage to follow, I will let you experience the loss of that taste."

"Oh! You don't dare not!" Xinlong Aotian sneered, keeping up with the past.

"Tong, Tian, ​​Tower" left, only the Dragon Poetry stayed in the same place and muttered to himself.

The author has something to say: Xiaoxian didn't sleep this afternoon.