They all want me to be the villain

An hour ago, Su Ye was chatting with Mr. Yuan.

"Mr. Yuan, why are there all kinds of weirdos in other academies, but our Imperial College is... so ordinary." Su Ye asked curiously.

The Imperial College is the leader of the Great Xia Dynasty. It has been a gathering of heroes and geniuses since ancient times. Why did it fall into disrepair in his generation?

"Seven weirdos and eight sons?" Mr. Yuan shook his head, took Su Ye to the statue of the saint, pointed at the statue of the saint and said: "The Imperial College is different from other academies. In addition to cultivating talents for Daxia, more importantly, it condenses literary spirit and suppresses

Monster body."

"The Imperial College has always had four gentlemen in poetry, calligraphy and painting."

"Four gentlemen? Where are they now?"

Mr. Yuan raised his hand and placed it between Su Ye's eyebrows.

Su Ye saw the saint's statue exuding a white halo. Four people wearing the uniforms of the Imperial Academy walked into the darkness with their heads held high. He saw the four gentlemen of the past dynasties using literary spirit as their pen and ink to seal the demons and mend the earth. He also saw in the darkness, a body with hidden meanings.

Infinitely horrific corpses floated in the darkness.

He saw the former Lin Yuan offering wine to seal the demon with his life, and saw Mr. Yuan melting into the sacred vessel, succeeding Lin Yuan, and suppressing darkness forever.

The moment he raised his head, all the scenes disappeared.

Hallucination?

He didn't do anything fun last night, and he didn't look hungover.

Seeing Mr. Yuan's half-smiling look, he suddenly realized and asked: "Mr. Yuan, did you let me see it?"

Mr. Yuan nodded and replied: "In the Imperial Academy, what was suppressed under the mountain of books and the sea of ​​literature was the demon body of the first demon emperor. In their eyes, suppressing the demon body is more important than the false reputation of the Academy Competition."

Su Ye lowered his head, as if he wanted to see through the ground and into the darkness.

Mr. Yuan said: "Why did you come to see Master for this matter? In that case, why not take you to meet your senior brothers? They are the Four Gentlemen of the previous generation. Sooner or later, you will have to understand that Master Zhong is also there.

"

"Is it appropriate?" Su Ye asked: "This is the first time I've heard of this. If the seal is accidentally broken, something bad will happen."

Mr. Yuan smiled cheerfully and replied: "In our lineage, when you first started, Master would take you to the place of suppression to meet Uncle Lin. However, Su Ye, you are in a special situation, so it doesn't count for you to go now.

Late."

"Uncle Lin? Hasn't he already..."

Su Ye had a strong curiosity. Lin Yuan, he suppressed Bai Ren with his hands and beat Bai Ren to the point where he was as ruthless as a bereaved dog.

"Uncle Lin has passed away, but the magic weapon he left behind is still there. The magic weapon has a spirit. Seeing it is like seeing Uncle Lin."

…

Under the statue of the saint, there was a deep passage. Su Ye looked around, and there were some shrunken white lights on the passage, which was a reflection of the dense fog of literary style.

Along the way he saw people sitting or standing in the portraits hanging all over the Imperial Academy.

"Are we here...?" Su Ye opened his mouth without making any sound.

"Destroy him, destroy him."

A whisper appeared in Su Ye's mind, like an obsession controlling his body and driving him.

Su Ye stepped forward stiffly and raised his head with difficulty. There was a crisp sound in his neck. The moment he and Mr. Yuan looked at each other, the voice echoing in his mind disappeared.

The invisible fear made Su Ye break out in cold sweat. At that moment, he had the feeling that his body did not belong to him, and every cell in his body was trembling, just like the puppet of fate.

The statue of the saint embodies the literary fortune of scholars all over the world for thousands of years. The place where the mountain of books and the ocean of literature is located suppresses the most terrifying demon body in the world at that time. However, a voice rang in his mind, asking him to rush into the seal and destroy the demon body.

body.

Su Ye took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and looked ferocious.

"Destroy him, destroy him."

"Everyone will die, everyone will die."

Su Ye's hair stood on end. Faced with this irresistible impulse, he was frightened by the feeling that his whole body did not belong to him. His heart was roaring to escape from this place, and his body was longing to go to the sealed place.

"Mr. Yuan, is that demon body dead or alive?"

"Su Ye, why are you sweating so much and feeling stressed? That monster body is between life and death. The soul is resurrected and the intelligence is completely gone. It's dead."

Su Ye didn't answer. He felt that his will was being controlled. He struggled and said, "Mr. Yuan, take me out of here quickly."

Mr. Yuan noticed something was wrong with Su Ye and immediately came to his senses, but Su Ye's body seemed to be embedded in the ground, motionless.

The demon king's demon body was suppressed. As the first person brought by Bai Ren, he became a terrifying existence of the ninth level in just a few decades. He was the beginning and Liang Qingshan was the end of the first life of nine immortals.

Thinking of this, Su Ye turned pale. He was born to be at odds with the Demon King.

"Su Ye, what happened to you?" Mr. Yuan checked Su Ye's body and found nothing abnormal.

At this time, Su Ye was unable to answer Mr. Yuan. He tried his best to resist the arrangement of fate. He felt that he was going to become another person and lose his reason.

"What's wrong with you? You can't mess around here. If the demon body breaks through the seal, the whole of Great Xia will be in ruins." Mr. Yuan was anxious and uneasy.

Not far away, the person maintaining the seal cast his gaze over in confusion.

…

At this moment, Master Zhong was standing in front of a book, and there was a shadow behind the book.

Master Zhong was chatting with Xuying, and in Xuying's hands, two streams of literary energy rose into the sky, while the other merged into the darkness.

Master Zhong withdrew his gaze. After all, it was not his senior brother.

This person who turned his back to darkness made Master Zhong appear in a trance more than once. Lin Yuan, as the sacrificial wine of the Imperial Academy and the well-deserved leader of Daxia Culture, he rushed towards the Demon Emperor without hesitation.

And just like before, she stood behind him and protected his ideals.

"Master, there is a situation."

Master Zhong took back his strength and followed the gaze of the people around him. There, Su Ye stood stiffly.

Master Zhong's figure flashed, came to Su Ye, and asked Mr. Yuan, "What's going on?"

Su Ye was fine, but he seemed out of place in this world.

…

"If you destroy him, everyone will die."

"Almost...no time."

The voices in his mind kept echoing. One moment, Su Ye felt that he was on top of the world. The next moment, he realized that he was an ordinary prince in Chang'an City. The next moment, he heard the sound of reading loudly, and the next moment, he saw himself dead.

Under the sword.

He has almost lost himself and is on the verge of sobriety and collapse.

I don't accept this fate... There is no designated villain, I am who I am... Su Ye roared in his heart, which was more painful than being snatched away by Chen Mo.

This shock to the depths of his soul was no less than someone cutting his soul into pieces and carving it into a new look.

Amid the constant impact and the changing scenes, Su Ye felt that as long as he gave up, he would feel better. As long as he complied with the arrangements, the pain would disappear.

As long as he stops resisting, everything will go as he wishes.

"Fuck your fate."

Su Ye clenched his fists and punched himself suddenly, blood dripping from his eyes, and a trace of clarity flashed in his blurred eyes.

In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook.

The darkness in the seal takes the demon body as its origin. During the life cycle, the deep darkness surges like a tide and slaps on the seal.

Before the seal, the book suspended in the air turned the pages on its own, and then fell on Su Ye's head. A stream of light composed of golden words surrounded Su Ye.

ps: It is estimated to be released tomorrow.