After I committed myself to the yandere villain, the male protagonist turned evil

When Shen Niannian followed Wei Xi and Zhao Yuan to the courtyard, he saw Lu Wenyan sitting alone under the tree. He lowered his head and concentrated on fiddling with a ball of silver thread in his hand.

He looked as if he didn't notice anyone coming, and his slender and long fingertips never stopped for a moment.

Zhao Yuan and Wei Xi were both stunned when they saw this scene.

Wei Xi felt that he didn't know how to speak for a moment, but he heard Zhao Yuan exclaim in surprise.

"You can actually control this puppet silk!"

I saw that in his hands, the silver thread became obedient and docile. At this moment, it also differentiated itself from the original messy form into clear and clear lines.

Wei Xi had never seen Zhao Yuan's tone be so ups and downs, and his expression was very different from his usual calm demeanor.

He stood there for a moment, simply waiting for Lu Wenyan to speak.

But Lu Wenyan didn't even raise his head. His long eyelashes twitched slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile: "So it's called puppet silk."

He looked like a young boy looking for novelty gadgets. His eyes reflected the puppet silk fluttering like catkins, and his eyes became more and more curved.

He has a very good-looking profile, a thin and clean young man with extremely beautiful facial contours, exuding a harmless and bright temperament.

"Yes, it's called puppet silk." Zhao Yuan suddenly slowed down his tone, which surprised Wei Xi.

What surprised him even more was that Zhao Yuan suddenly asked Lu Wenyan: "Do you want to learn puppetry?"

"Puppetry?" The young man fiddled with the puppet silk with his fingertips. He raised his face slightly, and a golden halo shone on his face: "Is this what you said...?"

The puppet silk in his palm suddenly moved towards Wei Xi like a spiritual snake.

Wei Xi was unprepared and was entangled in the puppet thread.

That strange feeling is neither painful nor itchy, but it makes people feel fear for no reason.

The next moment, Wei Xi felt that his body began to lose control.

Without making any move, he punched Zhao Yuan beside him.

"Brother Zhaoyuan! Be careful!"

The words of reminder also came from his mouth.

But he did intend to remind Zhao Yuan, but he had no intention of shaking his fist at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan quickly turned sideways and dodged Wei Xi's attack in an instant.

His eyes lit up instantly and fell on Lu Wenyan with great enthusiasm.

"You can actually teach yourself without a teacher?"

Zhao Yuan's tone was full of surprise and joy.

It was rare for him to express his anger like this, especially in the world.

This is probably what most monks will show after entering the mortal world, the kind of confidence and calmness that are crushed by strength.

And this is what ordinary people think, that they are transcendent and refined, as if they are immortals.

Therefore, Wei Xi was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Not only the other party, Lu Wenyan, manipulated him, but also Zhao Yuan's emotional changes.

"Is this difficult?" Lu Wenyan tilted his head slightly, showing a thoughtful look.

Zhao Yuan was a little dumbfounded by the question, and then he chuckled: "It's not difficult for you, but it is difficult for most people."

After a pause, he suddenly asked Lu Wenyan: "Do you want to practice magic?"

Regarding his question, Lu Wenyan did not answer him immediately.

He only raised his eyes faintly, and the indifference on his face suddenly became inappropriate for his age.

"I will die soon."

He tilted his head, his tone was indistinguishable, only his eyes were distant:

"If I learn Dharma from you, will I die faster?"

When he thought of death...the death that the woman said, he felt strange emotions welling up in his heart.

The strange, needle-like sensation made him feel particularly novel.

After dying... he can enter the Paradise of Paradise and meet the civet cats and little butterflies.

He couldn't help but touch his heart and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

But the look on his face, seen in the eyes of Wei Xi and Zhao Yuan, was the pain and despair of a young man.

After all, Lu Wenyan knew his life experience.

As for Yu Weixi, he knew very well that Lu Yaoqin hated Lu Wenyan.

After all, he was only an eleven-year-old boy, how could he not care about his biological mother at all?

Only Shen Niannian could see Lu Wenyan's thoughts.

Lu Wenyan was looking forward to, longing for...death.

She wanted to tell Lu Wenyan that it was all wrong, everything was wrong, and death was not a paradise, it was not a gift, and it would not make people happy.

Of course, fear and pain are not love either.

"I won't let you die." Zhao Yuan said: "Of course, I have selfish motives. You are a genius that is rare in thousands of years. I just want to see your accomplishments in puppetry. How far can we reach?"

The master was also extremely talented back then, but when he emerged as a human being, the master still regretted that his puppetry skills had not reached the peak.

His master said that although puppetry is a technique exclusive to people without spiritual roots.

But according to legend, the pinnacle of puppetry allows a person to develop spiritual roots... not ordinary spiritual roots, but the ultimate in puppetry, heavenly spiritual roots.

And this is where puppetry really seduces people.

"It's very interesting to practice magic," Zhao Yuan said, looking at Lu Wenyan, he asked: "Are you... willing?"

"Is it interesting?" A trace of longing appeared in Lu Wenyan's eyes. He turned back to look at Zhao Yuan and Wei Xi: "If it's interesting, maybe you can give it a try."

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Got Lu Wenyan's answer.

Zhaoyuan then wanted to solve everything and took Lu Wenyan into the world of immortality.

He couldn't wait to cultivate such a talent and see if he could make rapid progress.

In this regard, Wei Xi only said one thing, this is Lu Wenyan's creation.

He knew that instead of leaving Lu Wenyan in the Anyang Marquis Mansion, it would be better to let him go to the world of immortality.

But he did not tell Lu Yaoqin about it immediately. He was not sure about Lu Yaoqin's attitude towards it.

Especially worried, Lu Yaoqin did not trust Zhao Yuan because of this.

After all, Lu Yaoqin wanted to trade Lu Wenyan's life for his survival, and everything he said was told to him by Zhao Yuan.

Lu Yaoqin would inevitably have doubts about this, suspecting that Zhao Yuan said all this because he wanted to take Lu Wenyan away.

Because Lu Yaoqin had obeyed Xuanyuan Jiao's instructions long ago, the life-changing technique had already begun for several months.

Therefore, Zhao Yuan could not cut off the life-changing spell formation by himself.

Therefore, he had no choice but to devise a plan to capture Xuanyuan Jiao to break the situation.

That night, everything was arranged.

Under his arrangement, Lu Yaoqin rang the bell Xuanyuan Jiao gave her.

Everything is just waiting for the time to come.

The dark night is silent, and the midnight hour is coming.

In the backyard of Anyang Hou Mansion, Lu Yaoqin waited anxiously and nervously. Finally, a voice came from behind her.

"Mrs. Hou."

The owner of that voice was wearing a mysterious Taoist robe. Shen Niannian stood in front of him, staring at the man's face. For some reason, he felt it was particularly strange.

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