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

Seeing Hua Yuanyue explaining to everyone, Meng Guiyi shot a few lightning spikes at Wen Guannan, who was stepped on the ground by her.

And Wen Guannan on the ground suddenly became distorted and instantly turned into a black shadow.

Quickly escaped from the grasp of Meng Guiyi and Lin Yue.

But Meng Guiwen's speed was even faster, with a wave of his left hand, those spiritual spikes instantly turned to catch up with the shadow.

One of them was instantly nailed to the shadow's left foot.

In just a split second, there was a slight noise above everyone's heads.

Everyone held their breath and listened for an instant.

It seemed that from far away, Wen Guannan's familiar voice of complaining came.

"The common people like me are here to suffer, right? First they were caught, and now they poke my feet, so they are caught and bullied by common people like me, right?"

"It's a good thing you caught ordinary people like me. If you catch those young ladies and young masters, you'll be rewarded!"

Although the sound is very small, it seems to be coming from outside the sky.

But when everyone heard the familiar tone, they could immediately confirm that it was Wen Guannan himself.

So everyone looked at Meng Guiwen.

So how did she find out that this person was not Wen Guannan himself, but his shadow?

Just because he barely talks the reason?

Under normal circumstances, at this time, no one would pay attention to whether Wen Guannan was acting strangely.

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Nan Xue withdrew her thoughts, and looked at her body, there was indeed no shadow under her body.

But she knew that she was indeed herself.

Why did Meng Guiwen not doubt her.

Thinking of this, Nan Xue finally said, "Then I..."

"You are you." Meng Guiwen affirmed Nan Xue before she finished speaking.

Nan Xue was a little surprised.

Because from the shadow of Wen Guannan just now, we can know that the shadow is almost exactly the same as the person.

If it is said that Wen Guannan's mouth is not right, it can still be used as a basis.

But she is very ordinary.

Thinking of this, Nan Xue's eyes flashed with surprise.

Because this is the first time she has evaluated herself.

The previous evaluations of myself were all heard from others, from the mouth of the master.

Master said that if she does not maintain perfection, then she is not her.

Others have been praising her.

Although she is not interested in those compliments.

She just doesn't want to be someone else.

Because she is the elder sister of Wenling Palace and the direct disciple of Palace Master Jingzhu.

So she is Fairy Nanxue, the face of Wenling Palace.

She couldn't embarrass Wen Linggong, let alone Jingzhu.

When she was young, she would also ask why she did this, but what she got was a severe beating.

And after the master beat her, she didn't cry, but she shed tears first.

Say everything is for your own good.

So she has been anxious that the master is for her own good, and she must listen to the master's words in order to be herself.

No one dared to point fingers at her.

And when I met Meng Guiwen for the first time, the little girl looked at me with such a pitiful look.

This made Nan Xue feel a little puzzled.

But she only thought it was her own illusion.

So when they met for the second time, she still didn't figure out what that look meant, so she took the initiative to invite her to go with her.

But this little girl shared delicious food with her, and told her not to listen to her master in everything, but to learn to think for herself.

But she didn't understand what it meant to think for herself.

Everything about her was arranged by her master.

When Master passed away, she was not as sad as she imagined, and even felt a little bit lost.

Because the master is dead, what will happen to her life in the future.

But she said to herself again, Nan Xue, you are free.

What is freedom?

Nan Xue didn't understand.

And she put everything on Meng Guiwen, hoping that she would say something to herself.

Let yourself do something.

But she didn't say anything, just stood in the distance so quietly.

Just staring at himself indifferently.

It's just four short words, you are you, but for the first time in Nan Xueping's life, she has an urge called want to cry.

Her beautiful eyes just stared like this, but the scorching heat in her eye sockets made her feel that her body would also have a different temperature.

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At the moment when Nan Xue was in a daze, someone stuffed a somewhat cold veil into her palm.

She turned her head in surprise, and saw Hua Yuanyue looking at her: "No one will fall in love with Gui Ni, right."

Hearing this, Nan Xue looked down at the handkerchief in her hand. The handkerchief was very simple, with two flowers embroidered on one corner with crappy needlework.

From Nan Xue's point of view, the appearance of this flower is somewhat funny.

For some reason, she felt that the regular flowers she embroidered were just like herself, so boring.

Not as lively as these two funny flowers.

Nan Xue tightly grasped the handkerchief, but it was useless, but said: "Thank you."

When Hua Yuanyue heard the words, she tilted her head and turned back to her: "You're welcome."

After saying this, Hua Yuanyue suddenly grabbed Nan Xue's hand and walked forward.

Nan Xue was startled, only to realize that Meng Guiwen and the others had already moved forward.

It's just that she looked at Hua Yuanyue holding her hand in some puzzlement.

In Nan Xue's eyes, Hua Yuanyue is a wild girl with no rules, she will always inadvertently break into other people's territory, but it is just right.

But this scorching heat is different from the slight coolness Meng Guiwen gave her.

One is the scorching sun in summer, and the other is the faint moon blowing by the cool breeze at night.

The two of them are obviously two extreme people, but for some reason, they can become good friends.

"Let's go, let's go find the shadow." Seeing Nan Xue following her, Hua Yuanyue grinned and dragged her to catch up with Meng Guiyue.

Meng Guiyi glanced at Nan Xue who was being held at a loss by Hua Longyue, and couldn't help but feel comfortable in his heart.

This feeling of being illuminated by the bright sun cannot be borne alone.

The people of Dela are with themselves.

She is used to it now, so it really pleases her to see others unable to adapt.

Sure enough, seeing the beauties look embarrassing or something, it really makes people feel happy.

As for Hua Longyue, she really knows how to please herself.

Feng Qi looked at the little tree in front of him trembling slightly, and couldn't help curling his lips.

"You're really full of vicious humor."

Meng Guiwen didn't take it seriously: "As long as I'm happy."

Feng Qi's fingers lightly stuck to the beads on his wrist, his eyes were slightly warm.

"It's very happy."

This girl still doesn't understand that her emotion called being pleased is the joy of sharing good things after being accepted and enthusiastically responded to by others.

Feng Qi once thought that being a god was useless.

He can't save the person he wants to save.

But looking at the vibrant young sapling in front of him, Feng Qi felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, I became a god, and fortunately, I am immortal now.

This is the first time after Feng Qi became a god, he felt that he seemed a little bit worthy of the word god.

Even if it was only a little bit, he felt that as a god, he still changed a mortal or something.

I also changed myself.

As a god, it should be turned into a blessing in the world.

Gui Ni, remember to live a happier and more wanton life in the future.

He will also try to act more like a god.