You are the villain in the book

Chapter 373 Showtime is up

Yan Yan's hands didn't stop moving. Hearing his slightly uneasy voice, he felt a little funny. Is she that scary now?

Who knows how respected she is in the cold city now, and the powerful sword on the day of her return left a deep impression on everyone.

There are also the thoughts that Song Yan instilled in them from time to time on weekdays. Master Han, Miss Han, Mr. Yan, and Master Song are deeply ingrained in the hearts of everyone in Hancheng.

Facing people with strong cultivation bases, people always unconsciously respect them.Even if Yan Yan intends to restrain his cultivation, the aura around him cannot be fooled.

The powerful solitude puts oneself at the highest point, and it is difficult for all living beings to violate it.

She does not reject people thousands of miles away, but she invisibly refuses others to walk with her, because the boundary has been formed unintentionally.

"Don't worry, you put these spiritual artifacts over there."

Yan Yan raised his hand and handed them some spiritual weapons with strong spirits, and sensed the movement of Xiao An's side. It's no wonder that the little girl didn't come back after an hour since her spiritual power fluctuated relatively strongly.

Shaking his head lightly and continuing with the movement of his hands, Xiao An took Xiao Hei, just because those people couldn't hurt her.

After a while, Xiao An came back with a cursing middle-aged man tied up. Seeing Yan Yan who was setting up the barrier, the man scolded even more.

"You demons, hurry up and release the head of this family, otherwise the three major families will not let you go."

The man was lying tightly bound on the ground and refused to be honest. Xiao An went over and kicked him, and the man scolded him even more happily.

"Mr. Yan, this person seems to be the head of the family, why don't you take him back to the city and treat him well?"

Xiaoan stared at the luxuriously dressed man in a state of embarrassment with some amusement, and dozens of ways to greet guests appeared in his mind.

The gloomy gaze made the middle-aged man tremble in fright, and he thought about how his identity could be frightened by a child of about 20 years old, lying on the ground straight and unyielding.

Xiao An was excited again when he saw it like this.

Yan Yan clapped his hands, turned around and looked down at the so-called Patriarch on the ground, he was amused to see that this person was an old acquaintance.

"Patriarch Wen, long time no see!"

Facing a pair of dark eyes, Patriarch Wen had a bad premonition in his heart.

"You are Yan Yan?"

"Yes, Patriarch Wen has a good memory."

Yan Yan's compliment made Patriarch Wen shudder, his gaze was obviously stained with a smile, which made him feel fear for no reason, when he looked down at the rope on his body, Patriarch Wen's gaze became fierce.

"Since you know me, you should know my identity. If you don't unlock it for me, there's no need to keep those people who fought with me."

After saying this, Yan Yan gave him a strange look, it seemed that the patriarch hadn't figured out the current situation.

Ignoring his pretentious gesture, Yan Yan turned around and poured spiritual power into the last spiritual weapon in a leisurely manner.

"Xiao'an, take this Wen Patriarch to sit in the cold city, and I will catch up with him."

A group of people quickly entered the city through the barrier, a piece of rag was rudely stuffed into Patriarch Wen's mouth, his face turned red instantly, who would dare to humiliate him like this for so many years?
Looking at the back in front, hatred flashed in his eyes.

Talking about reminiscing about the past is reminiscing about the past, Song Yan even took the time to come here, this Wen family master has a high status among the three major families, and he can be regarded as a person who can talk.

"Yan Yan, how could Patriarch Wen come to inquire about the news from the three major families? His identity would not be reduced to such a level."

In the cell of the Han Palace, Song Yan stared at the bound Master Wen, puzzled.

"Who knows? Maybe it's his own eagerness to show off."

Holding Xiao Hei and leaning on the back of the chair casually, Yan Yan glanced at the Wen family master lightly, and the bound Wen family master instantly felt that the spiritual power in his body was out of control.

But with a rag stuffed in his mouth, he could only stare at the person in front of him with red eyes.

"Mr. Yan, Lord Song."

Xiaoan and Xiaofeng came in and stood next to Patriarch Wen and bowed to salute, with a person dragging a plate behind them.

"It's time for the performance, please accept Xiaoan and Xiaofeng's learning achievements."

Seeing the girl's mischievous appearance, the corners of Yan Yan's lips curled up slightly, and he glanced sympathetically at the ignorant Master Wen.

Xiaoan and Xiaofeng's learning ability is obvious to all, and they are not only talented in cultivation.

The rag stuffed in his mouth was no longer effective, but he could still hear the yelling, Yan Yan blocked his voice again.

She and Song Yan watched a silent performance by Xiao An and Xiao Feng.

In the dim environment, Yan Yan, who was sitting upright, narrowed his eyes and was in a trance for a while.Xiaoan and Xiaofeng were immersed in their own world from the very beginning, with all kinds of knives flying around, and the two cooperated with each other to show the best effect.

Song Yan was also a little dazed looking at them, shaking his head and wondering whether the original decision was right or wrong.

Good and evil coexist, light falls and darkness approaches, and the two can never be separated.The person who really judges whether it is right or wrong is oneself, not others.

If you think it's right, it's right, and if you think it's wrong, even if everyone says it's right, it's still wrong.

The first time Yan Yan saw this kind of scene, she kept her expression calm, but unconsciously clenched Xiao Hei's hand.

Xiao Hei shrunk his small body, sending a trace of warmth to Yan Yan, but it was only a trace after all.

Half an hour later, the two washed their hands in clean water, and the room was completely bright again.

"Mr. Yan, Lord Song."

Xiao An's excited voice brought back Yan Yan's consciousness, she squinted her eyes and glanced at the weak Master Wen, not knowing what to feel.

"good."

After spitting out two words for a long time, he waved his hand to undo Patriarch Wen's voice.

After one question and one answer, Patriarch Wen's hatred was wiped away within half an hour.

Unknowingly, Yan Yan left the Han Palace, Xiao An wanted to follow but was stopped by Song Yan.

"Let her be quiet!"

Xiao An picked up Xiao Hei and the three and left at the same time, leaving only a blood-stained corpse in the room.

Unknowingly, Yan Yan walked to Yunying Academy alone, instead of going back to her room, she sat in the classroom all night.

There was always a voice in her heart asking her.

What do you want to do?
Her eyes were glazed, her mind was in chaos, and she was lost.

The milky white moonlight shone through the window on the woman lying on the table, her helpless head buried in her tightly hugged arms.

The classroom was silent, and the moonlight shrouded the lonely figure.

A hazy figure appeared in Yan Yan's mind, with a hint of purple, she couldn't tell who that person was, nor could she tell whether it was a man or a woman.

She could only watch as the lonely and helpless figure walked aimlessly, and her eyes closely followed the footsteps of the figure.

The figure walked through the mountains and the river kept going, as if nothing could stop him.

After a long time, Yan Yan saw the vicissitudes of life, and high mountains rose from the plains.She wanted to stretch out her hand to leave behind the footsteps of the figure, she always felt that he shouldn't be like this.

Because the figure is never happy.

Later, another purple figure fell beside him, and the colors around the two figures gradually became brighter, and as time passed, there were more and more people in the world.

Yan Yan saw that under the leadership of the two figures, everything in the world was wonderful.

What happened later, Yan Yan didn't know, she rubbed her sore arms, and as it was dawn, she looked up out of the window as if feeling something.

The golden peony flowers are swaying, and golden buds grow on the green branches.

Everything that existed in the lucid dream gradually disappeared in my mind.

Above the cold city, a purple figure plundered, and another white figure came and stopped to watch for a moment, turned and left.

It was as if everything that happened last night had never happened. The people in Hancheng were busy strengthening their defenses, and Yan Yan took Xiaoan to the outside of the city again.

(End of this chapter)