One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

"Ah, it's all right." Lin Yue quickly waved her hand, and then pulled Meng Guiwen away.

After walking away, Lin Yue whispered into Meng Guiwen's ear and said, "Senior Brother Chen is very gentle to everyone, but he is so fierce to Senior Brother Erzhu."

"Probably because of fate." Meng Guiwen said indifferently, his mind was not on these two people.

"Fate is invincible? Will Gui Ni still look at faces?" Lin Yue glanced back, and saw that Chen Wuluo took off the bloody veil on Er Zhu Yuxun's nose, and stuffed it again.

Although Chen Wuluo's attack was indeed a bit ruthless.

But it's not that he doesn't care about Er Zhu Yuxun.

At least I can stop the bleeding by stuffing my nostrils with a veil instead of picking leaves.

"Probably." Meng Guiwen hummed.

Among the people she knows now, she knows what they will experience in the future.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Yue's hand.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lin Yue looked down at Meng Guiwen.

"Senior sister will stay with me for a long time?" Meng Guiwen asked her aloud.

"Of course, I have been with you since you arrived at Taiqingmen, and I will naturally be with you in the future." Lin Yue nodded.

"Well, I remember." Meng Guiwen said.

After saying this, she suddenly stopped.

He turned around and raised his hands towards Lin Yue.

"Senior sister, I'm tired."

Lin Yue was not surprised to see her like this.

Turn around and bend over.

Meng Guiyi jumped up without hesitation.

Lin Yue dragged her body, and quickly ran towards Xueya Peak.

Er Zhu Yuxun in the distance looked at the two people who ran away, and then held up a handkerchief and said: "I thought Junior Sister Meng didn't care about anything, it seems that she is very dependent on her senior sister, can't you rely on me as a senior brother? "

"Ah? What did you say?" The gentleness on Chen Wuluo's face disappeared instantly, and he looked at Er Zhu Yuxun gloomyly.

"It's nothing, I didn't say anything." Er Zhu Yuxun quickly denied.

It is thankful that the younger brother can save him from beating him twice a day.

-

Although Yongcang said that the disciples of their various sects can take a look at them these days, they don't necessarily follow the Taiqing sect's cultivation method.

But in the end, those who were swept up by the Taiqing Sect had to get up and practice.

At this time, they were indeed going to the mountain behind Xueya Peak to compete with those disciples of the Taiqing Sect.

Of course, the more important thing is that Meng Guiyi will go to the sword practice field today.

After the Grand Competition, no one saw Meng Guiyi draw his sword again.

Meng Guiwen rested by falling into the abyss again.

Especially the few who were defeated by Meng Guiwen's men were even more eager to see through, and had been waiting for a long time.

Fang Yunjin from Taisui Mausoleum and Ling Xiwang from Tiandaoyuan.

Both were defeated by Meng Guiyi.

The two have also sparred in the past few days.

The outcome is almost the same.

This is enough to show that the cultivation base of the two is not bad.

It's that they can't beat Meng Guiwen.

Although they also asked the disciples of Taiqingmen.

These disciples all said that Meng Guiyi didn't usually practice.

Of course, they don't believe it.

As far as her sword skills are concerned, how could it be possible to achieve them without practicing?

So when Lin Yue came to the sword practice field with Meng Guiyi on his back, the two of them moved closer together.

Lin Yue was still the same as before, laying mats for Meng Guiwen under the tree, putting a small table on it, and serving fruit, cakes and tea.

Then I went to the sword training ground to practice swordsmanship.

Ling Xiwang and Fang Yunjin approached, and saw Meng Guiyi take out a book of stories from the storage ring.

"Aren't Junior Sister going to practice swords?" Ling Xiwang sat down beside him.

Seeing Ling Xiwang, Meng Guiwen glanced at Fang Yunjin again, and then opened the script.

She hasn't read the script for half a year.

"No practice." Meng Guiwen replied.

Ling Xiwang wanted to ask something else, but saw Meng Guiwen lying down.

It didn't look like he was going to practice swords, so he really believed the words of the disciples of the Taiqing Sect.

Meng Guiwen really didn't practice swords.

-

Feng Qi saw that Meng Guiwen had regained his hobby of reading story books.

I have some doubts.

"Didn't you stop watching?"

"Well, I thought that way before, but now I have figured it out. The people in these stories are experiencing their own things, so it has nothing to do with me." Meng Guiwen replied.

"So why didn't you read the script before?" Feng Qi asked again.

Meng Guiwen heard Feng Qi's words.

There was no immediate answer.

After a long time, Feng Qi heard her say: "My life is just a short ups and downs in the book, the harder I fall, the bigger the readers will be."

"When I was watching "Flowers and Willows Burning", when I saw the finale, I only thought that the hero deserved it. Suddenly, I thought of myself. When I was written by the author to blew myself up, did the readers also think I deserved it?"

It is precisely because of this idea.

She doesn't want to read the script.

After all, she herself is also a character in the script.

Now, she felt that the characters in the script had nothing to do with her.

They have the ability to rewrite the plot!

"You can think about it." Feng Qi chuckled.

For some reason, he sometimes admires Meng Guiwen's way of thinking.

If it were someone else, after going through this place, they might not only be unable to understand it, but feel that the world is destroyed.

Although he could indeed know what Meng Guiwen was thinking, it didn't mean he could peek into her heart.

He can synchronize the pictures in his brain, but for her inner thoughts.

Feng Qi couldn't see it.

So he really couldn't see clearly what Meng Guiwen was thinking.

"Then what should I do? I am already a villain. This fact cannot be changed, and the person who can change the book world is not me." Meng Guiyi turned the page, glanced at the words on it, and said aloud.

She is not the one who can change the world of books.

But the protagonist of this book.

-

It's not that Meng Guiyi doesn't want to fight.

If she didn't want to fight, she wouldn't have the previous 490 nine times.

Naturally, the bystanders will not know clearly.

I just feel that she will never age or die, even if she is reincarnated every day, she is also at ease.

Not to mention that doing one thing three times makes people feel bored.

Let alone hundreds of times.

And hundreds of times have been personally experienced, how can others empathize with the bitterness, bitterness and sweetness of it?

Meng Guiwen flipped through a few pages, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't swung the ten swords today.

So she turned back the script and stood up.

A light flashed in her hand, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

Although Ling Xiwang and Fang Yunjin were meditating, they had been paying attention to Meng Guiyi.

They didn't believe that Meng Guiyi didn't practice swords.

So when they saw Meng Guiyi drawing his sword, they immediately concentrated on it.

I want to see what extraordinary swordsmanship Meng Guiyi will perform.

I saw that Meng Guiyi didn't even go to the sword training ground, but stood on the grass next to him, swinging his sword ten times leisurely.

Then put away the sword, walked back, and lay down.

Ling Xiwang:?

Fang Yunjin:?

It's gone?

It's just that the two of them still didn't give up, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

I always feel that the sword energy may come out more slowly.

But all they saw was a sea of ​​colorful clouds rolling past.

Not even the wind blows.

Just now Meng Guiwen really just swung his sword ten times in a very ordinary way.

I don't know how long it took before a gust of wind blew.

They just woke up.

Meng Guiwen really didn't practice swords.

But this is too shocking.

You don't practice swords, but you can defeat them.

-

"Those two people seem to have suffered quite a blow." Feng Qi reminded Meng Guiyi aloud.

What she did was very different from the competition.

Some people have lost their minds.

Hearing the words, Meng Guiwen turned his head and glanced at the two stunned people standing on the edge of the cliff before turning his head.

"If they want to compare with me, they still have a thousand years to go." Meng Guiwen continued to read the script.

"You are confident." Feng Qi smiled lightly.

"I'm still very confident in my strength, ah, except for Shanghua Longyue and Gu Junchao." Meng Guiying nodded, and suddenly stopped talking.

She couldn't beat these two.