I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

"Boom boom boom——"

Someone knocked on the door.

Sang Nian woke up from a nightmare and rubbed his eyes:

"coming."

She got out of bed, put on her clothes, opened the door and was stunned:

"metropolitan?"

Standing at the door was the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Song Lanfeng.

He had obviously come in a hurry, and his clothes were still stained with fresh morning dew, which smelled cold.

Sang Nian's heart skipped a beat:

"What happened?"

Song Lanfeng said softly:

"Don't worry, nothing happened."

Sang Nian put down the stone in his heart, made way, and poured tea for him:

"Master, you came to see me so early. Is there something you want me to do?"

Song Lanfeng waited for her to finish pouring the tea, picked up the cup, took a sip carefully, and put it down gently.

"I heard that you and Xie Chenzhou... became Taoist partners?"

Sang Nian: "Hmm, what's wrong?"

Song Lanfeng smiled:

"He's a good kid, with good talent. Although he's not as calm as your Senior Brother Wen, I feel relieved that he can take care of you."

Sang Nian didn't understand why he said that. She felt a little strange and didn't respond for a while.

The room was quiet for a while. Song Lanfeng probably realized his abruptness, lowered his eyes, and took out a jade box.

"This is my gift to you guys."

Sang Nian waved his hands hurriedly: "No need."

Song Lanfeng smiled and said, "It's the antidote for the mayfly dream. You really don't want it?"

Sang Nian was startled, then said happily:

"The antidote has been found?!"

Song Lanfeng nodded slightly and reached out to touch Sang Nian's head, but Sang Nian dodged him without leaving a trace.

His eyes dimmed, and he took out another thing:

"This jade hairpin was left by your mother. Now, I give it to you. In the future, you... must take good care of yourself."

Sang Nian was about to refuse, but he put the jade hairpin on the table, raised his head and drank the cup of tea:

"I am leaving."

Sang Nian asked hurriedly:

"Where are you going? I'll take you downstairs."

Song Lanfeng kept walking, his back was resolute:

"I'm going to kill someone."

With that, he disappeared.

Sang Nian's heart was pounding, and he felt like something was about to happen.

After thinking it over again, she decided to go find Wen Buyu.

Wen Buyu had already gotten up and had just returned from sword practice. He was very surprised to see her.

"Junior Sister Sang? It's so early, what's the matter?"

Sang Nian recounted what had just happened to Song Lanfeng.

After hearing this, Wen Buyu asked in a deep voice:

"Did Master tell me the exact location?"

Sang Nian: "No, he left in a hurry and disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Wen Bu Yu comforted him:

"Master has achieved great accomplishments, so nothing should happen to him. Maybe he just had a conflict with someone else. I'll go ask the elders about it. Don't worry."

Sang Nian: "I'll go with you."

"No need," Wen Buyu said, "I'll be back soon."

But after he left, there was no follow-up.

Sang Nian went to ask the elders, but they only said that he had left Yujing temporarily because of a mission.

She stood on the wall of Yujing City, waiting for Xie Chenzhou while thinking about this matter absentmindedly.

But until the sun set, the person she was waiting for did not come back.

Xie Chenzhou didn’t.

There is no hearing or speaking.

Sang Nian felt more and more uneasy.

She tightly grasped the spiritual stone. The news about Xie Chenzhou on it was still from yesterday.

Just three very simple words.

"Success."

He has successfully left Shura Palace and is heading towards Yujing.

Everything went incredibly smoothly.

But now, Sang Nian couldn't contact him no matter what.

She seemed to see the huge net in the darkness again.

"No, I can't wait here."

Sang Nian clenched his hands:

"I'm going to go find them."

Just as she was about to leave, a magical sword suddenly came flying in from the city gate.

The spirit sword was nailed into the city wall fiercely, making a loud noise.

Two men rolled down from the sword, one of them dressed in red, and no longer had a breath.

A man, his white clothes stained with blood, struggled to get up from the ground, his injuries were extremely serious.

Screams continued to be heard all around.

Sang Nian recognized who it was, flew in front of them, and helped one of them up, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

The man just heard it but kept silent.

The other is——

"Big Brother!"

At the city gate, Chu Yao and Su Xueyin screamed and ran over.

As they got closer, Su Xueyin caught sight of the man on the ground out of the corner of her eye. She was suddenly stunned, staggered, and almost fell.

Chu Yao supported her in time:

"what happened to you?"

After she finished speaking, she saw the corpse on the ground and lost her voice.

Su Xueyin asked her:

"Am I seeing things? That seems to be——"

On the ground, the young man’s handsome face was pale as a mirror, even his thin lips were white.

Like a piece of paper without any ink on it.

That red dress is like fire.

Su Xueyin walked forward step by step as if she was walking on cotton.

The corpse's eyes were still open. No one knew what he saw before he died. There were tidal marks at the corners of his eyes, and his face was full of resentment.

She squatted down and looked at him again and again as if she didn't know him.

Finally, she tentatively touched his face.

Icy.

Chu Yao whispered:

"He is Yue Qingxi."

With a loud bang, Su Xueyin's mind went blank and she fell to the ground.

"Cough-cough-"

Wen Buyu opened his eyes weakly, grabbed Sang Nian's sleeve tightly, and spoke word by word:

"Thank you, Junior Brother, for killing... Yue Qingxi."

There was a long, sharp sound in Sang Nian's ears. She could not hear anything clearly. She could only see the mouths of the Hehuan Sect disciples who had rushed over opening and closing.

She kept shaking her head:

"Impossible, Xie Chenzhou would never do this, impossible..."

The last ray of sunset sank into the western hills.

Dusk has arrived.

She looked at the sunset in the sky and murmured:

"How did it become... like this?"

Time returns to early morning.

Today is the tenth day since the gathering of heroes ended.

The sky was just beginning to turn pale, and the light was not very bright.

After finishing a night of meetings, Song Lanfeng dismissed his attendants, rubbed his brows, and returned to his temporary residence.

There was one more person in the room.

Hearing his footsteps, the man turned around and smiled at him:

"Sect Master Song."

Song Lanfeng paused, turned around and closed the door, pointing the Qingyun Sword in his hand directly at her throat:

"The Immortal Sect is looking for you everywhere, but you come here on your own?"

Bi Ke was not afraid at all, and pushed the sword away with her finger, saying with a smile:

"I came here specifically to tell you a secret."

Song Lanfeng: "No need, I'm not interested in listening."

Pico: "What if it's about Mirror String?"

Song Lanfeng's pupils shrank.

Bi Ke took a few steps forward and whispered in her ear.

After hearing this, Song Lanfeng's face suddenly changed:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Bi Ke said slowly:

"Sect Master Song, think carefully about what Wu Yue said before she died. Why did she suddenly change her personality and choose to marry you, and even pass on all her cultivation to you? Perhaps, she also knew something that she shouldn't know."

Song Lanfeng was stunned.

Wu Yue...

The daughter of the previous clan leader and Chu Yao's mother.

The woman who had been flamboyant and unruly since childhood became more and more decadent day by day. When she was giving birth, she held his hand tightly with tears on her face.

At that time, she was already insane, and all she could say was—

I am sorry.

She also said -

"The child's father was a wicked man. He killed Jingxian."

But when he asked again, she had passed away, leaving behind only a little baby.

A baby whose biological father is most likely the murderer of his beloved.

That night, he held the child in his arms and tried several times to strangle the slender neck, but stopped at the last moment.

——That person is not only the murderer’s child, but also the only child of my mentor’s only daughter.

He couldn't kill her.

Song Lanfeng thought back to the past and laughed at himself:

"So that's how it is... So that's how it is..."

On the opposite side, Bi Ke turned her wrist, and a small jade box appeared in her palm, filled with the fragrance of medicine.

Song Lanfeng: "What is this?"

Bi Ke: "There is only one antidote to the mayfly dream in the world. You have been looking for it, haven't you?"

Song Lanfeng's expression changed again.

Bi Ke smiled:

"What do you think? If you do as I say, not only can you get revenge, but you can also save your own daughter's life. You really don't agree?"

Song Lanfeng remained silent.

Bi Ke: "This is your only chance. If you miss it, it will be gone forever."

Song Lanfeng's voice was hoarse:

"what is your purpose?"

Bi Ke sighed and said helplessly:

"The child is stubborn and insists on leaving home. I will help him to sober up. But don't worry, it will definitely not harm the Immortal Sect."

Song Lanfeng was silent for a long time, waved his sleeves to put away the jade box, opened the door and left.

Bi Ke leaned against the window frame, leisurely watching his back as he left, and casually pulled a leaf from a potted plant:

"This is your first chance."

"Please... don't let me down, little Shenzhou."