I'm the villain's own mother

On top of the barrier, there is a very small, spinning lotus flower.

Xiao Fengyuan snorted coldly and spoke with a smile.

"I said I came to save all sentient beings, but when I died, even the consciousness I buried was mine."

The sarcasm in his words overflowed, and he didn't know whether he was mocking Feng Yuan or himself.

The branches swayed lightly under the moonlight, but the person above them was nowhere to be seen.

After walking quickly, Xiao Fengyuan stood in front of the library, letting the night wind blow against his face.

There was no one guarding the library. He opened the door and the smell of books enveloped him.

The sound of his footsteps became clearer in the deserted night.

According to memory, he went to the top.

There, there are all the answers about the soul body.

Jiang Yingsi smiled, turned around and handed the book he took out to Xie Chunyu.

"Sister, are we lucky today?"

All places in Taiyan Palace are guarded, but this library is the most lax place.

"Sister! Senior Brother Jiang is indeed a leader in the world, awesome!"

"Then I won't send you off. You can go back by yourself. I'll go back and get some sleep."

"Senior brother and sister have such a high level of cultivation. They are standing in front of us because they are afraid that we will get hurt."

Xie Chunfeng fell to the ground with injuries on the corners of his mouth, but he was still smiling.

After Song Zhujun's figure disappeared into the morning mist, Jiang Yingsi observed the direction Xiao Fengyuan left.

When the library was first established, it was just to provide books for all those who could read and liked to read. Except for one thing, they could not be taken out.

The stunned woman came to her senses and felt that the book in her hand was so heavy that her arm almost broke.

"What senior brother?"

Jiang Yingcai looked at the two of them and felt her heart warm. She couldn't help but ask, "What about you? What's your name?"

After the woman finished speaking, the man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said Hanhan: "Senior Brother Jiang, can I fight you?"

Song Zhujun yawned and nodded.

"Even so, senior brothers and sisters are not so highly cultivated for nothing. Besides, no one should be born to stand in front of others."

"Forget it."

"It's possible, after all, after what happened a few days ago, the senior brothers and sisters are now working harder than the other. Even my senior brother, who usually doesn't sleep until midnight, has been following me recently. To be honest,

, if my understanding is not too low, and I am still in the period of refining my Qi, I would also like to find out this technique and have a good look at it, so that I can practice it better. If this kind of thing happens again, I can stand in front of people and protect them.

Senior brother and senior sister.”

The years are peaceful and peaceful.

He walked down the mountain along the way he came.

The top level is a book about the soul. Is there something wrong with his soul?

"The door is open, has someone come in?"

Among the vast sea of ​​books, I found a thick stack of disciples' basic exercises. Then I walked out.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

The man didn't even look at Jiang Yingsi, but just replied: "My name is Xie Chunyu, and I am his sister. My brother is reckless, please don't blame me, Senior Brother Jiang."

This competition, which was not a competition, did not last long.

Song Zhujun breathed a sigh of relief: "Then go back quickly and have a good rest."

Jiang Yingsi shook his head, walked slowly down the way he came, and stopped on the first floor.

The disciple on duty hadn't arrived yet, so he opened the door casually and went up one level at a time. When he reached the top floor, he accidentally stepped on a book.

Only then did Jiang Yingsi turn around, look at Song Zhujun and smile.

Jiang Yingsi smiled.

There were a few clouds in the sky, and time slipped away quietly.

The voices of the two disciples, a man and a woman, disappeared, and only the sound of fists breaking through the wind could be heard faintly.

"Since he is eager to learn, how can I blame him? This is a technique I specially found for you after listening to what you said outside. It is not too difficult. If I remember correctly, I should have done it at that time.

Annotations. Senior brother is also an ordinary person, and he also learned from here."

"practice!"

The female disciple next to her stretched out her hand to hold Xie Chunfeng, but failed. She could only whisper: "Idiot."

The stars are disappearing and the sky is about to become brighter.

"I'm a little tired, so I won't bother you anymore. If you don't understand something in the future, you can come to me and I will answer your questions."

When he turned around, it was Jiang Yingsi. According to his memory, Jiang Yingsi died tragically in his hands at that time.

After killing one Cangshan sect disciple after another, Hanyuan finally turned over the table in front of the throne in anger.

After hearing this, the man also smiled: "That's not nonsense, does it hurt?"

He didn't stop, so when Song Zhujun stood next to Jiang Yingsi, he could only ask one question.

When the two of them separated, he slowly said, "Are you interested in a fight with me?"

I don't know how long I searched before Xiao Fengyuan walked out of the library.

The library? What was he doing in the library?

Song Zhujun leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes after a while.

Song Zhujun sighed: "It's really embarrassing. Now that the medicine has been made, it has no effect if I put it here."

After speaking, he patted Xie Chunyu's shoulder and helped Xie Chunfeng up.

I picked it up, patted the dust, and then found an empty space and put it back.

"This is nothing you should worry about."

The two disciples outside were fighting fiercely and didn't notice him, so he found a quiet place by himself and looked at the two people.

"It's so early, which senior brother is looking for a technique?"

Jiang Yingsi rubbed her hair.

Jiang Yingcai's lips curved slightly when she heard that it was the disciple who said he wanted to protect his senior brothers and sisters.

"Maybe because I stayed up all night, I was a little dazzled and saw something wrong."

"good."

Jiang Yingcai walked towards the library with doubts.

Jiang Yingxi nodded: "You too, although you want to find a way to save her, don't take yourself seriously."

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Jiang. I have met Senior Brother Jiang."

"Of course you can. Before we fight, we usually follow all the etiquette. I'm Jiang Yingsi from Yinyun Peak, please give me some advice."

The two disciples were confused and looked at Jiang Yingsi.

The early morning sun just broke through the clouds, spreading red clouds on Jiang Yingsi's back.

"It doesn't hurt."

"My disciple of Aoyun Peak, Xie Chunfeng, would like to ask Senior Brother Jiang for advice."

But Hanyuan on this end was obviously not that comfortable.

When we reached the mountainside, we were caught off guard and heard the voice of someone behind us.

The other one hurriedly ran over to help him up. Before he could open his mouth to blame, Xie Chunfeng blocked him back.

"I can't help you. I haven't practiced my boxing this morning. Do you want to practice again?"

When Song Lanjun saw this, he knelt down very neatly. Even after he reacted, he was still in a daze.

Finally, I came to the conclusion that I had not been able to get a good rest these days, so I was in low spirits and easily frightened.

"Waste! They are all waste! Didn't they plant this nail? Why can't they do anything? Go and catch Mr. Song Zhu! I don't believe that Mr. Song Zhu can't do anything!"

Song Lanjun lowered his head a little more, not knowing what was tumbling in his eyes. When he raised his head again, it was calm.

"yes."