The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

He Xiangsheng once asked Master such a question when he entered the gate of Tiandao Palace.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, the world was full of turmoil, and the great families were fighting against each other, and there was a **** storm on the rivers and lakes. However, now there is peace and harmony, and the Heavenly Dao Palace has contributed. But, how did it do all this?"

Master said: "The world is together."

It is not "unification", but "same".

Concentrate all the powerful powers and secret spells in the hands of Heavenly Dao Palace, and control the development of other sects and forces.

Without hope, there is no luxury. Likewise, there will be no struggle.

"There must always be someone who bears the name of a wicked person." Master said, "Xiang Sheng, do you know what the human world looked like thousands of years ago? The world is chaotic, and those monks are still fighting for their own petty profits. How innocent are those ordinary people?"

"Then what?"

"The ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Palace used their bodies to make swords and their souls to make fire. Only then did they have the Lone Light Sword, and only then did they have today's Heavenly Dao Palace." Compared with the hundreds of victims, how should one choose?"

"Disciple... I don't know."

"It's not that I don't know, but no one is willing to make a choice, so Tiandao Palace will choose it."

This is the reason why they created Xie Wuyan with their own hands and then destroyed Xie Wuyan. It is also the reason why they will be able to burn the fire with blood and be imprisoned in the Heavenly Dao Palace.

"These are forces beyond the control of the Heavenly Dao Palace, and even all the schools in the world."

Heavenly Dao Palace doesn't care whether people with these powers have the ambition to disturb the situation, but only care whether anyone has the ability to do this.

They don't allow any forces that can disrupt the human world.

Only the world can control all ambitions and struggles.

He Xiangsheng practiced in Tiandao Palace for a long time.

He looked at countless people who knew how to burn blood, being used as a weapon to expel the underworld demons, squeezing the last drop of blood out of his body little by little. Finally, in the back mountain, leave a grave head and erect a tombstone full of fame.

The originally scarce tribesmen died out at an alarming rate, leaving only a small part of them in the dungeon as the heirs of the bloodline.

But no one wants to live like this.

Living in a place where I can't see my fingers, my arms and thighs are tied with chains, and I watched my loved ones leave one after another. Every piece of flesh and blood was burned as a piece of coal for the last bit of value.

There is nothing left except those memories in my mind.

The dead have not lived well, and the alive will become a tool of inheritance.

After leaving a continuation of the blood, they will repeat the things repeated by the people who have passed away.

If you live like this for a long time, it will become a painful thing to live.

The people of the tribe died one by one, some of them were depressed and unable to cure their old illnesses, and were unable to recover; some of them continued to live without wanting to be humiliated, and chose to stop themselves.

Tolerance to the extreme will surely cause an outbreak.

Finally one day, the survivors wanted to escape and broke through the shackles and launched resistance. The flames hovered above the Tiandao Palace for three full days, causing numerous casualties and tragic scenes.

Shen Wanqing's mother escaped.

Become the only one who left alive from that battle.

But there has never been a person in this world who can't be found in the Heavenly Dao Palace.

At that time, He Xiangsheng was arresting Shen Wanqing's mother and his group. To this day, he can still remember the scene very clearly.

In the Valley of Unrequited Love, the woman who had always looked thin and quiet, walked in front of the elders without humble or arrogance, covered in blood, but her back was still straight.

She said they were destined to return without success.

The elder said: "Tiandao Palace and your ancestors can lay aside personal small gains and choose self-sacrifice in exchange for peace in the world. Do you younger generations want to put their history to shame?"

The woman laughed suddenly, obviously smiling, but her expression looked so sad.

The elder said that it doesn't matter whether she is dead or alive, and if there is a disagreement, the Heavenly Dao Palace will not stay. It is her daughter who wants to stay in Tiandao Palace.

The daughter who has been respected since birth, is likely to be able to compete with the demon who slaughtered the human world a hundred years ago.

She said, "You can't take anyone away."

Elder: "In this world, there is no one that the Heavenly Dao Palace can't take away."

She looked at the damp crowd, there was no wave in her eyes, and a long time later she pulled a smile, her tone was calm and calm: "Really?"

In the next second, she raised her spiritual power into a huge sword, which penetrated her heart without any hesitation.

Those amber eyes didn't seem to dodge at all.

She is never afraid of death.

Rather, he is afraid that his children will live and die just like themselves for the rest of their lives.

"That is the most powerful blood burning technique I have ever seen."

When He Xiangsheng said this, he stared directly at Shen Wanqing: "That is your mother, who burned with her life and soul and couldn't be reincarnated and replaced. Only three people survived besides me. Later, the Heavenly Dao Palace's reinforcements. When they arrived, they searched for a few days and nights, and found no other signs of life, so they were determined that you also died of that blood burning technique."

"After the people who possessed the blood burning secret technique were destroyed, the Heavenly Dao Palace could not bear the charge of causing the blood burning technique to be cut off, so he wanted to seal the tongues of all survivors, but no one can keep a secret better than the dead. I escaped, With a sigh of relief, she was picked up by Xiu Niang on that mountain."

He Xiangsheng's tone is very calm, but he can still feel the desperate scene more than ten years ago.

Ji Feichen didn't speak, but just raised his hand, gently placed it on Shen Wanqing's shoulder, and silently blocked her in front of her: "Don't worry, brother is here."

Shen Wanqing has indeed been wondering what kind of life experience his body has. But suddenly knowing all this, but don't know how to react.

She is just a person who has crossed into this body, and logically speaking, the past should have nothing to do with her.

But I don't know if it was because of the fact that she was always able to see the scenes of the year before, she was not able to stay out of the matter as she imagined, and her chest became stuffy.

After being quiet for a long time, she suddenly asked a question that she couldn't even figure out: "My mother...what's her name?"

"I never heard her name mentioned," He Xiangsheng paused, "but her people call her A Zhao."

Zhao.

That should mean bright.

I don't know why, Shen Wanqing feels sad.

It's sadder than I thought.

Xie Wuyan turned his head and looked at her, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were full of unreadable emotions. He reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch her, but halfway through, he took it back again.

Feng Ruo Qing looked worriedly at Shen Wanqing, as if she was afraid that she would be uncomfortable, stretched out her hand to hold her hand, and then turned to look at He Xiangsheng: "So, He Fangshi, are you going to tell Tiandao Palace this news?"

"No," He Xiangsheng said, "I am no longer a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace. Telling Miss Shen this is just a request."

"What request?"

He Xiangsheng's expression became humble in an instant. He used a pleading tone, and his voice was hoarse: "I know that the art of burning blood can interact with the soul, hearing and seeing things that other people can't know. So I want to know. …Xiu Niang, do you have any words for me?"

"talk?"

Shen Wanqing raised his eyes, seeming to be reminiscing.

When touching the soul of Xiu Niang, the picture flooded into the brain like a revolving lantern, piled up in a mess, making it difficult to accurately capture what content.

But one voice gradually became clear, peeling away the vague pictures and noisy sounds a little bit.

"I have something to tell him."

Xiuniang's voice was as gentle as a stream in a mountain stream, very penetrating.

"He should leave here, go farther, be free, stop living in painful memories, and live to save me."

When the last word was finished, He Xiangsheng was already crying.

He cried for a long time, his hair stuck to his face, his whole body was messed up and down, and there was no more clear look that a cultivator should have.

After a long time, he straightened up, closed his eyes, and leaned back a little later.

"Wait, he is..."

He Xiangsheng's soul seemed to gradually separate from his body, his spiritual power rolled in his body, and his soul dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Xiu Niang's soul stayed in the soul lock jade for too long, and she gave up any nourishment of the soul. The three souls and seven souls are missing one. It is difficult to reincarnate." Ji Feichen frowned, "He is taking his own soul. , To fill in the missing soul of Xiuniang."

When the soul was completely separated, He Xiangsheng opened his eyes, looked over the crowd, and looked directly at Xie Wuyan.

Xie Wuyan also looked at him.

He Xiangsheng laughed softly, and a bamboo tube rolled down from him and slid all the way to Ji Feichen's feet.

"This is……"

"The whereabouts of the Guguangjian." He Xiangsheng closed his eyes, was quiet for a long time, and suddenly said, "But the ancestors of Tiandao Palace once said that there is only one power that can kill that adult."

"What power?"

He Xiangsheng opened his eyes and looked at Shen Wanqing, quiet for a long time.

Although he didn't say a word, everyone around him could understand what he meant.

After a while, his soul completely dissipated, turned into a few scattered bright spots, and was gradually swallowed by the night.

"Stop the love." Ji Feichen turned around, leaned down in front of Shen Wanqing, put on her shoulders, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will never give you to the Heavenly Dao Palace."

Shen Wanqing was a little touched.

But before I had time to express my gratitude speech, I was scared by the next sentence and almost out of my mind.

"We will find the Lone Light Sword as soon as possible, and then eradicate the demon, let the Heavenly Dao Palace dispel the idea of ​​using you as a sacrifice."

Then Ji Feichen raised his head very boldly and interacted with Xie Wuyan: "Xie brother, what do you think?"

Xie Wuyan: "..." I can do it, you are free.

Shen Wanqing instantly awoke from his sad mood, and pulled Ji Feichen's arm to interrupt his interaction: "Sister Feng seems to be seriously injured, Brother Ji, you should take her back to the Prefectural Palace for healing as soon as possible."

Ji Feichen felt reasonable.

Taking into account the injuries on his body, he decided to group in pairs, leaving with the rumors and Xie Wuyan with Shen Wanqing.

After watching the couple of gods and relatives hug and fly away from him, Shen Wanqing turned his head, and had a long look at each other with Xie Wuyan beside him.

She felt very guilty.

After all, Xie Wuyan's front foot helped him, and He Xiangsheng immediately pointed to himself and said, "Look at Xie Wuyan, this is the one who might kill you in the future."

…She suspected that He Xiangsheng just wanted to die.

Looking back carefully, the ending of Xie Wuyan in the original book was only being sealed again and not killed, so it seems that He Xiangsheng's words seem to have some credibility.

Wait, did the system choose this body because it knew that he really had the power to kill Xie Wuyan?

Shen Wanqing suddenly felt complicated.

She was not happy with her powerful skill.

She didn't want to kill Xie Wuyan.

I don't want to.

Xie Wuyan spoke lightly: "You..."

"...I don't have one!" Before Xie Wuyan finished speaking, Shen Wanqing, who was all soldiers, raised his hand to interrupt, "You can rest assured that I am a timid person and never kill, and I have quit the blood burning technique. Who hurts the body too much? Who is the little fool."

Xie Wuyan glanced at her, then silently folded his arms, tilted his head and looked at her with a ‘did you burn your brain’ eyes: "Don’t kill?"

"It's not important." Shen Wanqing was very righteous and confident. "What's important is my correct attitude."

"It's kind of irrational."

Xie Wuyan chuckled and turned around. Without reciting the sword tactics, the sword around his waist suddenly unsheathed and floated in the air.

Shen Wanqing immediately jumped back and covered his neck.

Wait, do you want to kill yourself so decisively to get rid of the troubles?

She decided to struggle again: "I think I still have some usefulness..."

Xie Wuyan glanced at her: "What is the purpose?"

Shen Wanqing racked his brains and found that he seemed really useless.

So she started to babble: "...For example, it can be used as a pillow. Also, I have a piece of meat in my stomach recently, and my hand feels better. Why would you think about it?"

You have to be counseled when you should.

Shen Wanqing felt like a hamster when she got up, trying to hide herself and pretending to be dead.

Xie Wuyan looked at her for a long time, then spoke quickly with a cold voice: "Come here."

Shen Wanqing took a deep breath, and walked in front of him as if he was dead, with his little head drooping, with a tragic expression of "you do it, I want to go".

Xie Wuyan pressed his thin lips tightly, and stretched out his hand blankly.

Then gently took her index finger and flicked her forehead: "Isn't it stupid."

Shen Wanqing held his head and raised his head, staring at his eyes with a pair of water eyes: "Huh?"

"You believe what he says? It's such a lie?" Xie Wuyan laughed, then turned around, paused for a moment, and said lightly, "And you want to kill me, what does it have to do with me."

"...?"

It feels a bit wrong, but the strange logic seems very correct.

Xie Wuyan was too lazy to mention it again: "I count three times. If you can't get any better, you will walk back to the Prefectural Mansion by yourself. Three—"

"Wait, I'll be spicy."

Before he finished counting a syllable, Shen Wanqing rushed to Xie Wuyan with great prowess, then looked down and took out his two arms.

Then she put herself on his arm, nestled on him as a princess, resting her head on his chest very comfortably: "Okay, let's go."

Xie Wuyan was silent.

As soon as he lowered his head, he just met Shen Wanqing's big eyes that looked at him and blinked, looking very innocent.

It even seemed to read the doubts about ‘why master hasn’t started the train yet’.

Who is having the problem? ?

Xie Wuyan's voice was somewhat forbearing: "Come down."

Shen Wanqing choked up, and hugged his shoulders tightly to not leave: "You can't play tricks, it's not like counting three times..."

"Did you see that sword?"

"I see, I understand, I understand, this is to alert me, right?"

"This is for you to stand up and fly with the sword." Xie Wuyan gritted his teeth, "Shen Wanqing, I am not going to hug you."

Shen Wanqing: "..." This is very embarrassing.

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