Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

[…Okay, host, please receive the memory. ]

As soon as Xiaoyi finished speaking, memories flooded into Lin Wenyu's mind.

Her memory suddenly expanded with her experience of growing up in this world and learning magic.

After receiving her own memories, Lin Wenyu opened her eyes again, with a bit more calmness from a hundred years of practice.

[Is the host going to meet the first important character now? ] Xiaoyi looked at the timeline.

"The first important character?"

Lin Wenyu compared her own memories of this world with the plot of the novel.

I found out that today is the day the heroine and the supporting actress join the Xuanling Sect.

Lin Wenyu subconsciously thought that this first important character was the heroine Yun Xueci. "Yun Xueci?"

[No, host. I wish you peace.]

Wish you peace? This name is not unfamiliar to Lin Wenyu.

Zhu Ping'an is the female supporting role in this novel and also one of the main villains in the later part of the book.

However, in the later part of the story, because she was so love-sick that she wanted to save the male protagonist and go deep into the secret realm, she died miserably.

but……

"How do you determine the importance of your headquarters? According to the plot, Yun Xueci is the heroine, so she should be more easily affected by the world line, right?" Lin Wenyu questioned.

[Please do not doubt our professionalism, host. We judge the importance of the characters based on the extent of the world's collapse.

The degree of character breakdown of supporting characters such as Zhu Ping'an is far greater than that of the male and female protagonists.

In order to completely deviate from the original story, the headquarters determined that Zhu Ping'an was more important than Yun Xueci.]

After listening to Xiaoyi's explanation, Lin Wenyu roughly understood what it meant.

It means letting yourself rewrite those characters whose personalities are shattered because of the crazy plot.

Recalling the time of the sect joining meeting, Lin Wenyu left her room and called for her spirit beast mount. A snow-white crane came to her side.

Lin Wenyu sat on the crane and patted its head affectionately: "Feng Qing, take me to Hede Hall."

Feng Qing rubbed Lin Wenyu's hand, and after a cry of a crane, he flew into the sky.

At this time in the Hede Hall, Du Sheng was leisurely drinking tea, waiting for the new disciples to arrive tomorrow.

As a familiar crane cry sounded, Du Sheng almost spit out the tea in his mouth and hurriedly put down the cup.

Du Sheng walked out of Hede Hall quickly, and as expected, he saw his uncle who gave him the most headaches.

My uncle-master is good in every way, except that every time he comes to my place, he takes away a few magical weapons.

Du Sheng smiled and said, "Uncle Master, how come you have time to come to my Hede Hall?"

"Junior brother, don't be nervous." Lin Wenyu smiled.

Du Sheng was secretly complaining in his heart, how could he not be nervous? Every time his uncle showed this kind of smile, it meant that his magic weapon might be in danger again.

But I don’t think I have obtained any magical treasures recently.

Thinking of this, Du Sheng straightened his back a little more. Yes, he had nothing now, so what was there to be afraid of?

As a result, Lin Wenyu's next sentence directly brought him back to his original form.

"I heard that among those who joined the sect this time, there is an ice spirit root that is rarely seen in a century?"

Du Sheng was instantly alert. After all, he also wanted to accept this Ice Spiritual Root as his disciple. "Uncle Master, how did you know about this?"

Who on earth told Master Uncle about this? Doesn’t Master Uncle stay at home all day?

"It doesn't matter how you know it. I am somewhat interested in this Ice Spirit Root. Why don't you bear the pain and give it up?" Lin Wenyu smiled.

Du Sheng looked at the smile and recalled the fear of being dominated by his own uncle-master. He immediately gave up the desire to struggle: "Since my uncle-master has spoken, I will definitely not refuse."

Lin Wenyu got a satisfactory answer and said goodbye to Du Sheng happily.

[Host, why is this Dusheng, the head of Xuanling Sect, so afraid of you? ]

"Why?" Lin Wenyu tilted her head and thought for a while, "Maybe they are not afraid of me, but afraid of China's inner magic."

【? 】

At the same time, Du Sheng looked at Lin Wenyu's departing back, and silently lit a candle for his future junior sister whom he had never met.

He didn't want to look back on the days when he was dominated by the inner magic skills proposed by his uncle.

Working from 5 am to 10 pm every day and having to meet KPIs every quarter is really too hard to bear.

To the extent that, the person Du Sheng feared the most in the entire sect was actually this seemingly harmless junior uncle.

At this time, Zhu Pingan, the little junior sister with ice spirit roots who was lit by Du Sheng, did not know that the storm was about to come.

Because at this moment, she was experiencing another storm.