Fast time travel: the heartthrob villain wants to die

Chapter 37
After saying this, Chu Yue ignored them and left.But this time, it may be out of consideration for Qinghao Immortal Venerable's face, instead of driving them away, he asked his servants to take them to rest.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Chu Yue was obviously trying to make things difficult for Zhong Liche, and wanted him to retreat.

However, from Lin Siyan's point of view, this secret treasure does have an unspeakable miraculous effect, otherwise Chu Yue wouldn't have been so protective, even disregarding his grandson's life or death.

At night, Lin Siyan wandered around the man-made lake in the Chu family's mansion, and it was better to say that he was sorting out his thoughts during these days.

The lake was dug by hand and surrounded by mountains on three sides. After sunset, the mountains were shrouded in mist, and the blue bricks and white walls were row upon row.

The beautiful scenery should be appreciated, but such a calm was broken by a sudden figure in the distant lake pavilion.

Lin Siyan took a closer look and found that it was Zhong Liche who was also unable to sleep.

Zhong Liche couldn't sleep because of today's facts, so he walked to this artificial lake to relax.

From a distance, Lin Siyan was seen standing on the Jiuqu Bridge in a long blue dress, as if he was about to ride the wind and return home like an exile.He was so intoxicated by it for a moment that he didn't want to make a sound to break this beauty.

Seeing Lin Siyan walking towards him, he was at a loss, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Lin Siyan motioned him to sit down, and asked lightly: "How is it? Have you thought about it yet?"

Of course Zhong Liche knew what Lin Siyan was referring to, that is what Chu Yue said to him in the morning, and he was also worrying about it right now.

If he doesn't agree, I'm afraid that Chu Yue will never give him the secret treasure. Without the secret treasure, he can't reshape the golden core, let alone avenge the destruction of the family.

But if he agreed, he would really feel uneasy and feel sorry for the parents who gave birth to him.

Lin Siyan naturally knew what Zhongliche was struggling with, but if it was her, she would definitely change her surname decisively, because in her consciousness, nothing was more important than vested self-interest.What's more, after you succeed, just change the last name back.

But this is obviously impossible to achieve in the eyes of the stereotyped hero in the early stage.

Zhong Liche smiled wryly and shook his head, pointing to a lifelike phoenix totem on the table in front of the two of them. It should be sacred, but the free-flying figure was inexplicably depressed.

"Master, I am now like a phoenix of the nine heavens but I am trapped in this square inch. I am really helpless..." As he spoke, he unconsciously touched the phoenix eye that seemed to be made of jade. place.

Before Lin Siyan had time to speak, Zhong Liche frowned and withdrew his fingers, his fingertips were cut by the seemingly smooth jade, dripping blood.

The moment his blood dripped on the phoenix's eyes, the Huxin Pavilion suddenly shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared.

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The scorching flames engulfed the entire street in an instant, and all the screams were swallowed by the flames in an instant.Zhong Liche looked at the black corpse that suddenly appeared with a confused expression, inexplicably thinking that I might know these people...

Those around him who couldn't see clearly grabbed him: "Where are you going?"

"Go away!" Zhong Liche didn't know where the strength came from, pushed him away, and ran in one direction.

The familiar streets spread out in front of my eyes, but they were devastated, the snow was black and red, and exuded a scorching smell.

Zhong Liche ran wildly, almost without thinking, and ran towards the familiar streets and alleys.

How did this happen, what happened, why did he just leave the house for a few days for fun, and it would become like this...

The sky turned gray, the flames shot into the sky, and the fireballs kept falling, smashing huge holes on the roof and the ground, and the heat wave roiled, burning the snow on the ground out of the hole.The screams and cries continued.

Zhongliche didn't care so much, and ran to the alley of Zhongli's house wholeheartedly.

"Father! Mother!" Zhong Liche hissed as he stood in front of the completely unrecognizable house that was flooded by flames. A big hole was hit in the roof on one side. Few people.

What about them?Zhong Liche's heart was mostly cold, and he ran into the ruins in a daze to search for a while.This person is not... this... is not... At the moment I want to find it, but at the same time I am afraid to find it, my whole brain seems to be splitting open.

At this time, a man who was still breathing suddenly stretched out Wujiao's hand and tugged at the hem of his clothes.He tried his best to shout: "Help me...help..."

Even though his throat was already hoarse, Zhong Liche could immediately recognize that it was the voice of the book boy who had been with him since he was a child.

People as tall and strong as him were burned like this. He couldn't imagine what would happen to the old, young, women, children, and his parents in the mansion...

"Aren't you going to save him? That's right, if you save him, he won't live long if he burns like this. It's better to leave the chance of survival to those who need it more." A voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Humans are so fragile..." A hand in the void suddenly pinched his chin, tightening his grip, forcing Zhong Liche to look forward.

"Killing you, or killing everyone here, is just a matter of a moment."

Zhong Liche was terrified when he heard that, and said angrily, "They are just ordinary people, and they have no grievances or enmities with you!"

Zhong Liche pinched that cold finger but couldn't break free, the breath in his lungs was getting less and less, the figures coming and going before his eyes gradually blurred, and he suddenly felt a sense of despair: "Why... why... "

"Why? Hahaha... You asked a good question." Those invisible hands broke his head vigorously, and a pair of blood-red eyes that suddenly appeared looked at him like poisonous snakes, and the hands loosened a little. .

"The eagle rushes at the snake, the tiger eats the sheep, it has nothing to do with enmity, just like now, I have never had any entanglements with you, but I am stronger than you, so you can only let me slaughter you." Zhong Liche breathed desperately, and the air seemed to be filled with suspicion. The smell of blood made him sick.

He said harshly: "Humans are different from animals. They have morality, benevolence and righteousness. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Naturally, the strong should protect the weak..."

As expected, the voice burst into laughter again, "He Guishan teaches his disciples these things all day long? Hahahaha... Tell me, do you believe these words?"

The scarlet eyes seemed to see right through him. With a cold snort, he threw him to the ground and cursed: "You righteous people just like to talk about nonsense that you don't believe in all day long. You say one thing and secretly practice another. Fuck, shameless!"

"Cough, cough..." Air suddenly rushed into his lungs, and Zhong Liche gasped as he rubbed his neck, his throat burning and hurting.Tears welled up in his eyes.He was afraid to beat his chest to breathe, and suddenly touched a soft object.

What he got was a slippery and cold silk kit, and he suddenly remembered that this was something Lin Siyan gave him.

It turns out that now he is not in a childhood nightmare, and he is no longer a helpless person, he has a master.

"What kind of benevolence and righteousness, what morality, burning paper on the grave, it's just something to fool ghosts..."

"Think about your parents, maybe they are still waiting for you to save them..."

Zhong Liche gritted his teeth and cut his hand secretly. Sure enough, everything in front of him was gradually distorted by the stimulation of pain.

"Who are you!" He seized the time and asked sharply.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are..."

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"Zhong Liche!"

(End of this chapter)