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

Sang Nian is now a penniless demon. He can't find even a single spirit stone even if he searches his pockets thoroughly.

Fortunately, Yunqi and the others were wealthy and paid the rent without saying a word.

Sang Nian successfully got a night's accommodation.

As it was getting dark, three girls were crowded into a room, having a lively time.

The bed was not big enough, so Sang Nian took a quilt and slept on the floor.

Yun Qi lay on the bed, supporting her chin with both hands. Seeing her move freely, she couldn't help but ask again:

"Sang Nian, are you really blind?"

Sang Tingtian did not reply:

"Yeah, I'm really blind."

Yun Qi said: "It doesn't look like it."

Sang Nian thought for a moment and picked up a teacup on the table:

"For example, I know there is a teacup here, but I can't see the pattern on it, nor do I know what color it is."

"All I know is that it's a teacup, that's all."

Yun Qi suddenly realized: "I understand."

Ruoruo, who was helping to make the bed, said:

"So you don't know what we look like?"

Sang Nian smiled and said:

"You don't need to look to know that they must be two gentle and kind beauties."

Ruoruo's face turned red instantly and she lowered her head shyly.

Yun Qi said to Sang Nian with regret:

"It would be great if you didn't have this scar on your face. You would definitely look better."

Sang Nian touched the mark on his face that looked like rough tree bark, shrugged, and didn't care much:

"When a demon transforms for the first time, it will have some characteristics of its original form. I can't see it anyway, so it doesn't matter."

Ruoruo said:

"Yes, when you improve your skills in the future, you will definitely be able to remove this scar!"

Yunqi also said:

"That's right!"

Sang Nian smiled and said, "I would rather cure my eyes first."

As she spoke, she sighed, with a rare look of distress between her brows:

"It's spring now, and all the flowers are blooming, but I can't see any."

Yunqi clenched her fists and said angrily:

"It's all because of that bad guy that injured your eyes. If I see him, I will definitely beat him up to avenge you! No, I will beat him up ten times!"

Ruoruo asked:

"You really can't remember that person at all? Do you know if he is a man or a woman?"

Sang Nian was silent for a moment and said:

“I have some impression.”

Ruoruo: "Yeah, then what?"

Sang Nian: "He... is a very good-looking boy."

"He hates me very much."

Ruoruo and the other two were both stunned.

Sang Nian lowered his eyelashes and did not continue the topic:

"Go to sleep."

Both of them were afraid of touching upon her sad memories, so they quickly lay down.

The room gradually became quiet, leaving only the sound of their steady breathing as they fell asleep.

Sang Nian tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the sword appeared before my eyes.

The blade was cold, clearly reflecting the girl's desperate face.

There is a dull pain in my heart.

Sang Nian reached out his hand to touch it nervously, then picked up a thin silk thread on his neck and touched it downwards along the thread with his fingertips.

It was a small pendant with an irregular shape.

It is called a pendant, but in fact it is just a small piece of debris.

Crystal clear, like stars.

Sang Nian slowly stroked it with his fingertips, carefully feeling the sharp edges, and a faint sadness filled his heart:

"Where are you from?"

"Are you abandoned like me?"

The pendant naturally couldn't answer her.

She put it down in frustration and opened the system in her sea of ​​consciousness for the umpteenth time.

What I see is still the familiar line of big characters.

[Please wait, the network is connecting]

"Too unreliable." Sang Nian complained quietly, "I will complain about you when I get back."

That's right, she is not a native of this world.

This incident is difficult to explain. Based on the fragments of memory she has left, it can be described as follows:

Pay attention, this unlucky guy traveled to the world of immortal cultivation and, under the requirement of the system, he had to conquer a supporting male character.

But unfortunately——

She was stabbed through by his sword and died quickly and efficiently.

mission failed.

She was supposed to be sent to dig coal, but for some reason, when she opened her eyes again, she was reborn three hundred years later.

It also turned into a dying tree in Qingzhou City.

A few crazy birds pecked at her head all day long, making her head buzz.

After finally transforming into a human form, he turned out to be blind and ugly.

Sang Nian sighed.

pain.

It hurts too much.

People will always feel pain throughout their lives.

If it doesn't hurt now, when will it hurt?

Sang Nian threw a series of vicious punches into the air.

The bastard who stabbed her to death had better pray he never meets her again.

Otherwise, she would give him a beating to let him know how powerful she is.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved. She turned over, forced herself to put aside those messy thoughts, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The night was as cool as water, and the pendant beside her suddenly flashed, as bright as stars.

Thick white fog spread, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

It looked strange, completely different from the inn.

Sang Nian looked confused.

"here it is……?"

It was strange, not only could his eyes see again, but the bark on his face was gone too.

The clothes he wore had also changed, and they looked somewhat like Shen Mingchao's sect uniform.

The material is light and soft like clouds. The whole dress is white. The sleeves and hems of the skirt have dark gold patterns, and the shape looks like a crabapple flower.

Dreaming?

Sang Nian was confused and could only move forward tentatively.

The white mist slowly dissipated.

The sky was low, the earth was scorched and yellow, and the whole sight was desolate.

The air here is filled with death, there is no wind and no sound, and people almost suffocate when walking in it.

It's a very quiet despair.

Sang Nian's scalp felt numb and goose bumps all over the floor.

There was a slight noise in the distance.

She quickly quickened her pace and trotted over.

After climbing over the last bare hill and taking in the scene ahead, she suddenly froze.

Blood……

There's blood everywhere.

The sky looked like it was on fire, glowing an eerie red.

Countless dead bodies were piled up in one place, and blood dripped into a pool that seemed to have life and kept spreading towards her feet.

It is no exaggeration to say that it was a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

A young man stood silently in front of this "mountain", wearing a wide robe with big sleeves and bare feet.

As if he heard Sang Nian's heavy breathing due to fear, he turned back expressionlessly.

Pale skin, dark eyebrows and eyes.

Lips the color of blood.

A not-so-bright light shone on his face, making him look both enchanting and strangely beautiful.

Sang Nian: “…”

It was the bastard who stabbed her to death.

He is also looking at her.

Those beautiful eyes stared at her almost greedily without blinking.

Sang Nian glared back courageously.

——It was just a dream anyway, so she was not afraid of him.

He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about, then he suddenly smiled and held out his hand to her:

"Come here, come to me."

She didn't want to go to him.

There were so many corpses and blood, it was creepy just to look at.

Sang Nian turned around and tried to leave.

His face changed, and he stumbled forward and grabbed her wrist:

"Near."

His voice was very low:

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Let me see you again."

Sang Nian was stunned.

He held her wrist too tightly, like an iron clamp. She tried to struggle, but he asked in panic:

"do you hate me?"

This question was strange, Sang Nian replied in confusion:

"You killed me."

"..."

This doesn't look like a word, it looks more like a sword.

The wound made him bleed profusely and his face was filled with despair.

The young man's lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no word came out.

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have the strength or I simply don’t know what to say.

Finally, he let her go dejectedly.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Sang Nian hesitated and asked as if to verify:

“This really is a dream, isn’t it?”

He looked into her eyes, his brows filled with a sadness she couldn't understand:

"Ah."

Sang Nian felt depressed, and his fear was inexplicably reduced a lot.

She retracted her raised foot and asked again, as if possessed by a ghost:

"What's your name?"

He was silent for a while, then said:

"My name is Xie Chenzhou."

Sang Nian: "Which words are they?"

Xie Chenzhou wrote his name stroke by stroke on his palm.

Sang Nian suddenly realized and spoke subconsciously:

"A thousand ships pass by the side of a sunken boat. Your name has a good meaning."

For some reason, when Xie Chenzhou heard these words, his gaze towards her almost shattered.

Sang Nian's heart skipped a beat:

"Did I say something wrong?"

He said hoarsely, "No."

Sang Nian tried to hold back, but couldn't help asking him:

"I've been wanting to ask this since a while ago."

"You're the one who killed me, but why do you always look at me like... um... like a wet homeless dog?"

This time, Xie Chenzhou answered quickly.

He said:

"because I love you."

Sang Nian opened his eyes wide.

She suspected she had heard wrongly:

"What did you say?"

Her answer was a kiss.

His scent and body temperature invaded all her senses.

One can't help but think of a wet forest filled with lush green after the rain.

The tide is cold and the fog is chilly.

The kiss was not deep, it just touched the lips briefly and then left quickly.

Sang Nian's brain continued to freeze, and she stared at him blankly.

In the scorched earth of purgatory where even the wind was reluctant to come, the young man put one hand on her cheek, and his cold fingertips gently stroked the tender skin.

The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he spoke word by word:

"In this world, I only love you."