Invincible Villain

It seems that time is passing by, hugging Chu Xiao.

The vicissitudes of life, a fleeting thought.

Chu Xiao felt that he was immersed in a long time, so long, so long that he gradually forgot many things...

However, unlike before when his memory was suppressed by some force, this time, Chu Xiao seemed to be gradually shaped into another person by the power of time...

After all, there is a saying that goes like this: time can change a person!

Just like that, I don’t know how long it took.

This "change" was finally completed...

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Feng Jue Ya.

The bleak wind, the lonely king.

Surrounded by thousands of mountains, the solitary peak is independent.

A roll of white sleeves swayed in the strong wind, and her white hair spread slightly with the wind, flowing and flowing. The fiery red sword penetrated a few feet into the lonely peak, heralding the beginning of the war.

A group of armored guards stood far behind, seemingly in fear or awe, and no one dared to step forward to disturb them.

It's just...it's really not appropriate to be blown away by the strange wind and frost here.

After a long time, someone finally came forward and whispered, "Master?"

The words were spoken very softly, but the white sleeves waved and the right hand raised high indicated: There is no need to say more.

"yes."

The man cupped his fists and responded in a low voice, then he was about to retreat.

"Wait a minute."

The person in front of him finally spoke, but the person who came was a little unable to react: after all, the young master stood there from early morning to noon without saying a word.

"What are your orders, Master?"

"Go down and mobilize 10,000 soldiers and horses from the right wing of Yousha Army and rush here immediately. Xiao Cheng, you will lead the team yourself."

There was an out-and-out kingly spirit in his voice, but the loneliness and helplessness of being alone was deeply hidden.

"yes."

The subordinate named "Jing Cheng" did not ask any more questions, because he had witnessed the combat prowess of the man in front of him over the years and was already very convinced of his abilities.

"Besides, you don't need anyone to guard you."

"……yes."

After Jing Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and went down the peak, and then the sound of people leaving could be heard.

When the figure of the visitor disappeared, the man in white sighed and locked his eyes on the misty clouds in the distance, "The dust is like smoke..."

After a while.

Zhongzhou, Jiucheng Temple.

At some point, two maids were carefully cleaning the exquisite and magnificent palace that had been built.

"Hey, this Jiuli Temple is so deserted, why does it need to be cleaned every day?"

One of the younger maids muttered.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The older maid quickly covered her mouth, "If anyone listens to this, you will die!"

"W-what? Is it so scary?"

The young servant girl was afraid.

Seeing the horrified look in the other person's eyes, the older maid sighed and said, "This Jiucheng Temple is my place of worship in Zhongzhou. Although it has become much deserted in recent years, there is a reason..."

"What's the reason?"

The young maid asked quickly, obviously born with strong curiosity.

"Because a person will never come back..."

The elderly maid walked to the bottom of the ancestral hall with a sad expression, but saw strange crops planted in the four corners, "Do you remember, what is this?"

"Hmm...it is said that the young master planted it himself, 'red beans'?"

The young maid rolled her eyes, seemingly puzzled, "But what does this have to do with what you said, sister?"

"Red beans grow in the south. When spring comes, they will sprout a few branches."

The older maid murmured a few words, then sighed, unable to speak.

The young maid was thoughtful when she heard the voice: "I have heard this poem that my sister said! The young master often whispers alone, well, what comes next... By the way, I hope you can pick more, and then, and then …”

"This thing is the most lovesick."

Before the older maid could respond, a voice that was deeply saddening, as if expressing helplessness, or perhaps sighing with emotion, slowly sounded out.

Upon hearing this, the two maids hurriedly knelt down and shouted: "Join the Young Master."

"...take good care of me."

Unexpectedly, the person who came just shook his head slightly, pointed at Hong Bean and then floated away, walked up the steps and entered a secret room.

A closer look reveals that this so-called secret room is almost empty, with only a stone bed and a painting hanging on the stone wall. The painting is of a woman, delicate and lovely, with an alluring charm between her eyebrows. Delicate, as if ready to come out.

The man in white's eyes were full of tenderness. He slowly stretched out his hand, gently touched the painting, and whispered: "Jiu'er..."

Yes, this man in white is none other than Chu Xiao!

Over the long period of time, he could no longer remember when or why he separated from his sweetheart. After that, he kept numbing himself with other things, so he worked hard day and night and worked hard!

However, the pain of lovesickness increased, and he finally couldn't help it and ordered his men to build this small secret room. At the same time, he invited the most skilled painter to paint over and over again according to the instructions. He painted thousands of paintings before he found a satisfactory painting and hung it in the secret room.

Every day, he would come here and stop for a while.

Yes, pause for a moment, in this secret room that is so simple and simple that only a stone bed and a painting are left, the four walls are bare, and the heart is empty...

"Today, the Chiliu tribe is preparing to cause chaos again and stir up chaos in the Central Continent..."

Chu Xiao gently stroked the portrait in front of him, looked at it longingly, and pondered for a long time before murmuring about today's events. He seemed to be talking to the person in the painting, or in other words, he was talking to the person deep in his heart. Talk to that person.

"I have set up an ambush, so there should be no serious harm. It's just that the soldiers are cruel, and injuries are inevitable."

With every word she spoke, her eyes became softer and softer, until they turned out to be as tender as water, looking forward to seeing everything in the world except for her shadow.

"Jiu'er, do you know? Over the years, I have actively promoted peace in the world, not only for the reasons praised by those people, but also for my selfishness... I want to make Central Continent, and even China, completely peaceful, because only in this way can we This is what you, the messenger of tribulation, most want to see..."

At this point, Chu Xiao's eyes showed more complex emotions, including joy and melancholy. The joy is easy to understand, but the melancholy is because he knows that even if he does this, the girl he loves most will never come back. and……

After doing this, what else should he use to cover up the lovesickness in his heart?

Chu Xiao couldn't help but look at the sky as he thought about it, his expression extremely complicated.

next moment.

"Um?"

Chu Xiao's brows suddenly narrowed, and he felt a trace of strange power, wrapping himself up, but before he could take action, this power forcibly took him away from the venue in a domineering way!

The surrounding space was transforming at an extremely fast speed, as if some kind of brilliant teleportation formation was activated instantly when Chu Xiao was unprepared! When I looked again, I saw that it was no longer an ancestral hall, but a completely unfamiliar scene...

"here it is……"

Chu Xiaowei pondered for a moment, but at this moment, he heard a haunting voice coming from behind him, like a cuckoo's silver bell...

"Brother..."