Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

Ever since she swallowed the demon fetus, Yao Wan rarely dreams.

As the soul becomes more powerful, the number and probability of dreaming will be greatly reduced.

The reasons and reasons are very simple. The so-called dreams are actually an extension of thinking, an intuition buried deep in the soul. As the soul becomes stronger, the number of dreams will gradually decrease. When the soul reaches the heavenly realm, it is basically No more dreams.

As for Yao Wan, who was born in the heavenly realm, although he does not have countless dreams at once, most of them are irrelevant fragments of the past and cannot be said to be of any value.

At first, she often felt homesick because of her dreams, but as her cultivation became stronger and the number of dreams decreased, she gradually lost the thought that would only add to her pain.

And very strangely, what Yao Wan dreamed about this time was not the past that she could not remember clearly. Those existences had long been buried deep in her heart, and even she herself could never find them again.

Seeing the water and the mist in her sight, Yao Wan was not surprised at all. To be honest, even if Nalan came to ask for his life in the middle of the night, Yao Wan didn't care. Although she was sentimental about killing Nalan, But she didn't regret it. Nalan had been rebellious from the beginning, and she knew it.

Even if the fighting spirit was transformed into demonic energy, it had not blunted Nalan's sharp energy, which was as sharp as the three-foot green blade in her hand. He had never had an attack before, and it was just that he had no chance of winning.

As for Xian'er - she didn't want to wade into this muddy water in the first place. It was probably because of being coerced by Nalan that she became like this now. If she insists on leaving, then let her go...

One after another thoughts and ideas flashed through Yaowan's mind very calmly, and then he moved his steps slightly, leaving ripples one after another on the misty water surface.

"Nalan has had enough fun? Are you still complaining about me? But since Nalan chose to betray me, you can foresee this result, right?"

Yaowan said casually as he walked.

"Go in peace. I have never polluted your soul. Remember to stay away from me in the next life."

However, there was no movement in the turbulent water. Yao Wan could not help but frown slightly, vaguely aware that something was wrong.

But who is she? Now that Dou Emperor is the only one left in the Dou Qi Continent, what is there that she should be afraid of?

"Um?"

Yao Wan couldn't help but frown slightly, her dark golden eyes reflected through the boundless mist and mist, and finally caught a glimpse of an ordinary-looking mountain cliff.

On the cliff, the still young boy's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, staring at the clear night sky unwillingly.

Yao Wan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Although she looked a little immature due to her age difference, she still recognized at a glance that it was Xiao Yan whom she had longed for and been pursuing for who knows how long.

"Um……?"

Yao Wan let out a slight hesitation. She originally thought that what she foresaw would be Nalan's last remaining resentment, regret, and unwillingness, but she never thought that the person she saw was actually Xiao Yan.

what is this? Is it the bad relationship between you and the protagonist?

Although Yaowan has killed countless people actively or passively, he doesn't like to flaunt his identity as a savior.

Her relationship with the Soul Clan and the Soul Emperor is more like a young evil dragon growing up, becoming stronger, and then killing another adult evil dragon, successfully ruling the entire world, and doing whatever he wants. Just change the world.

She did this just because she liked it or it was more convenient.

Therefore, although Yao Wan was surprised that what she saw in her dream was Xiao Yan, whom she had been looking for for many years, she was not that shocked.

It is normal to have thoughts during the day and dreams at night.

But looking at Xiao Yan in front of her, Yao Wan did not interfere. She was very curious about what the Xiao Yan she was leading to in her dream looked like.

From the looks of it, it seems like it’s still been three years of decline?

What... Do you just want to watch Xiao Yan's life for yourself?

While Yao Wan sighed, she felt vaguely disdainful. Although she couldn't remember the details clearly, she knew a lot about Xiao Yan's life experience.

Forget it - if that's the case, let's just relive it again...

With this thought in mind, Yao Wan quietly watched Xiao Yan's every move, just to pass the time.

"Shashasha——"

The light footsteps pushed aside the dew-filled grass, and the black robe and cloak all over his body were stained with dew on the grass blades at night.

"...Xun'er?"

"Is it Xun'er?"

Xiao Yan subconsciously followed the sound, but what he saw was not the elf-like girl, but a black cloak that wrapped him tightly.

"...What, did I come at the wrong time? Or did I find the wrong person?"

The voice coming from the cloak made Yao Wan suddenly lose all her calmness and indifference.

She knew exactly whose voice it was.

"Who are you……?"

"Me? Just treat me as a passerby and don't worry about it."

That was their first encounter, but the more Yao Wan looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. How could it be? Here... doesn't Xiao Yan not exist in this world at all? Where did he come from? How could I go to find him?

"--ridiculous."

Yao Wan snorted coldly and immediately lost all interest. She raised her hand to disperse the fog in front of her eyes along with the incredible things she saw.

But how can people disperse the fog with their hands?

The dense mist gradually changed, but quickly reconstructed into everything Yaowan didn't want to see.

The young man sat on the wet grass at night, looking up at the figure in a black cloak who appeared in his field of vision. The cold moonlight filled their shoulders, which was especially beautiful.

"then who are you?"

"As I said, I'm just a passerby."

"Originally, I didn't plan to come to such a boring little place...but I heard that a genius came out of the Xiao family two years ago, and he seemed to be a bit interesting."

She looked at Xiao Yan with great interest, and she could not help but be curious under her cloak.

The medicinal herbs outside the mist no longer have any patience.

"Damn, disturb my mind!"

She gritted her teeth with hatred. When the boy and the girl met for the first time, she felt as if her heart was suddenly grabbed, and she was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe——

She tried again to disperse the abominable fog, but to no avail.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

She became angry in a rare moment, but even if she used the power of Dou Di, the mist in front of her eyes was only broken up and reorganized.

——This is your own mental image. Even Dou Di cannot escape your own heart.

Nalan Yanran's voice came from behind Yao Wan, but how could she believe it?

"It's so ridiculous! Soul Emperor is no match for me, he's so presumptuous! He's so presumptuous!!!"

But no matter how hard Yao Wan tried, the fog in front of her eyes never dissipated, and the daily interactions between the boy and girl were replayed in front of her eyes regardless of her wishes.

“But—it seems like it’s not the right time?”

"You came from out of town just to meet a useless loser?"

"No, I'm here to laugh at you——"

"If I say that, wouldn't it make you feel better?"

She smiled softly, but raised her hand to eliminate the fatigue that Xiao Yan had accumulated for a long time.

"Does your body feel lighter and more comfortable?"

"Aunt...senior is an alchemist?"

"senior?"

"……girl?"

Seeing Xiao Yan's dull expression as he subconsciously changed his words, the girl couldn't help but chuckle.

The first meeting under the starry night became a precious encounter that the two will never forget.

Later, for the sake of Xiao Yan, Yao Wan used the heat of a living creature that had not yet grown up to run the Burning Technique to protect Xiao Yan for the first time.

In the courtyard of the Xiao family, they are both teachers and friends, and they are very close.

For Xiao Yan's sake, Yao Wan took him deep into the ruins of the ancient Poison Lake of the Izumo Empire, killed two Dou Emperors, obtained the Poison Fire, and even fell deeply into the Poison Fire's poison. As a result, Yao Wan's true appearance appeared inadvertently. .

"...Now you know why I always wear a hat and black gauze to show off to others, right?"

Perhaps it was because they had spent more time together, but she was not as shy as she had expected, but instead seemed relaxed and generous.

"...I'm warning you."

"Although I will help you do a lot of things you want to do, but don't put your ideas on me."

Xiao Yan naturally shook his head, but the thought in her heart was that he did not dare to have such thoughts.

The young girl in the mist headed for a higher place without any worries, but Yao Wan, who had been forced to see this step, trembled slightly. The authorities were confused, but the bystanders were clear, and she was freed from the relationship between the two. After seeing her from the perspective of time, she immediately reacted. This was a prophecy.

"Ouch - vomit -"

When she thought that she in another world was actually attracted by Xiao Yan, Yao Wan took a deep breath, but she couldn't suppress the nausea and nausea that immediately filled her heart, and her stomach had not reacted for a long time. The long absence made her feel overwhelmed, causing her to retching in despair.

"Ugh - cough, cough, cough! Evil - disgusting man - I want to kill you, I must kill you!!!!"

After realizing this desperate fact, in Yao Wan's eyes, Xiao Yan looked at her with a hint of admiration, which made Yao Wan so sick that she kept retching.

The good impression I had towards Xiao Yan disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The other self was extremely kind to him, but in exchange for this kind of reward?

Yao Wan gasped deeply, trying hard to calm down her mood and psychological nausea.

Wait until...when the damn dream is over...I must...I must kill you! ! !