Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

"Big villain, you're back!"

When Yun Mengyao saw Jiang Feng coming out, a smile appeared on her beautiful face. The smile was like a flower, blooming like the most beautiful dream flower in the world.

"Well, I'm back."

Seeing the smile of the Celestial-human girl, Jiang Feng's mood seemed to improve a lot.

After a pause, he asked with a slight smile, "Miss Yun, did anything special happen just now?"

"What special event?"

Yun Mengyao was puzzled.

It seems that the girl did not see Gu Tianting, which means that the illusion just now affected only him.

"Nothing, let's get out of here first!"

"Great!"

Yun Mengyao said in surprise.

When Jiang Feng left just now, she was inexplicably flustered, and now she can finally go out.

This time.

Yun Mengyao hugged Jiang Feng from behind with ease, and then flew him across the abyss, but she still felt blushing and heart beating.

To make matters worse, Jiang Feng saw her blushing.

"Miss Yun, why are you blushing?"

Jiang Feng asked knowingly.

Yun Mengyao covered her flushed cheeks, and replied weakly: "Well, I don't know why..."

Isn't this too simple?
Jiang Feng thought to himself, I'm afraid this girl is the type who is sold by others and counts the money for others.

"Let's go."

Jiang Feng didn't tease her anymore, and left here holding her hand.

Yun Mengyao looked at Jiang Feng's back silently, and did not try to break away from Jiang Feng's hand.

And, it feels good too.

After a while.

The two returned to the position of the god statue. The original hundred-foot-high statue turned into a pile of ruins.

"It seems that the others haven't come back..."

Jiang Feng looked around and said.

I don't know which passage the fat Taoist priest took.

Except for the passage that Jiang Feng already knew, the remaining two did not know where they led.

At this time.

Jiang Feng's expression froze slightly, someone seemed to have come in at the entrance, and he was a monk at the cave stage.

Before he could use his spiritual sense to investigate, a silver-haired woman walked into the hall.

This is a woman of the White Dragon Tribe wearing a crown, her silver hair is loose, her skin is white and delicate, with a kind of crystal luster.

Plump figure, clean and refined.

A pair of ice-blue beautiful eyes are as cold and holy as a moon palace, and the noble meaning naturally exuded makes people feel inferior just by looking at them.

"elder brother!?"

Before Jiang Feng could react, the woman from the Bailong clan blurted out.

Seeing Jiang Feng's appearance up close, Long Lingxi's heart was not only shocked, but also filled with the joy of regaining what was lost.

picture!
It's so similar!
The handsome man in front of him, except that he doesn't have the characteristics of the White Dragon Clan, looks exactly like his brother!
"Girl, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Jiang Feng protected Yun Mengyao behind him, and asked the woman of the White Dragon tribe in front of him.

Although he secretly guessed in his heart that the white dragon girl in front of him might have something to do with him in a certain life.

However, there is no evidence now...

"Only my elder brother, I will not admit my mistake!"

Long Lingxi put her hands on her chest, her icy blue eyes revealed tenderness, and she sensed the breath of Jiang Feng's soul.

2000 years ago.

It was the man in front of him who allowed himself to stay in the palace of the White Dragon Clan and lead the army to fight against the Deep Sea Clan alone.

thought here.

Long Lingxi took out a crystal ball, "Brother, in this crystal ball, there are memories about you and me..."

"Miss Yun, wait for me here."

Jiang Feng asked Yun Mengyao.

Then when he came to Long Lingxi's side, he had already recognized Long Lingxi's identity.

"My lord queen, I'm just a human monk, no matter how I think about it, I can't be your elder brother, right?"

Long Lingxi shook her head.

"Brother, you will know soon!"

The crystal ball she took out was a fairy-level spiritual treasure. In addition to being able to find the target from a long distance, it could also record some images.

On the translucent crystal ball, a picture soon emerged——

on the screen.

A man from the White Dragon Clan seemed to have just returned from the battlefield, and his brand new armor was stained with blood.

And the appearance of this man is almost exactly the same as Jiang Feng!
When Jiang Feng saw this scene, his scalp felt numb. Could it be that...in one of his lives, he was really the elder brother of the Queen of the White Dragon Clan?
A man who looked like Jiang Feng was walking in the corridor of the palace at this time, when a beautiful figure ran over quickly from another direction.

"Brother, you are back!"

The girl in the picture flung herself into the arms of the man at a fast speed.

The pretty face was full of joy of reunion.

Long Xingyu stroked the girl's silver hair and said, "Lingxi, what my brother promised you, I will definitely do it..."

"Well, I knew my brother wouldn't lie to me!"

Long Lingxi, who looks only about 12 years old on the outside, is like a child who can't grow up in the arms of his tall brother.

"Brother, play games with me!"

"Lingxi, I still have something important..."

Long Xingyu had a troubled look on his face. The army of the Deep Sea Clan entered the territory of the White Dragon Clan, and the battle situation was already quite dangerous.

Long Lingxi lowered her head, remained silent for a long time, and finally managed to smile.

"I, I know, then wait for the next time, if brother has time, play with me again!"

Looking at the sensible younger sister in front of him, Long Xingyu's eyes revealed complicated expressions, but he still left here without hesitation.

Behind him, other White Dragon warriors followed closely.

……

The screen turns.

In a secret room, Long Xingyu summoned the most outstanding blacksmith among the White Dragon Clan.

In his hands, he once forged a ninth-order spirit treasure.

However, this is not enough. If you want to defeat the king of the deep sea tribe, you must at least hold a fairy weapon!
"Your Highness, if you want to forge the Dragon's Back Spear, you must have Lingmei..."

"To shut up--!"

Long Xingyu scolded.

"Without the fairy weapon, I can still kill the King of the Deep Sea!"

This blacksmith has the most exquisite forging technology, but he needs the dragon spine of the white dragon clan to forge the immortal weapon.

As for the royal family of the White Dragon Clan, only Long Xingyu and Long Lingxi remained...

at this time.

There was movement outside the door, and the young Long Lingxi saw all of this, and it seemed that everything was developing in an unexpected direction.

"Brother, I can do it!"

Long Lingxi seemed to have made up his mind, clenched his fists and said.

"no!"

Long Xingyu raised his palm, but he couldn't bear to take it back.

He signaled the blacksmith to leave here, and only the two of them, brother and sister, were left in the room. Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Long Xingyu held his younger sister in his arms, and then said softly: "Lingxi, I will come back safely, can you trust my brother?"

Feeling her brother's warmth, the girl finally chose to believe.

however.

After that day, the girl's brother never came back.

In the end, Long Xingyu still failed to keep the agreement...