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

Sang Nian's scalp was about to explode and he could hardly hold the book in his hand.

Yan Yuan held her arm firmly:

"what happened?"

Sang Nian looked at him steadily.

There was only concern in his eyes, and he was completely unaware of what had just happened.

The feeling of being watched has disappeared, as if it was just Sang Nian's imagination.

However, the body's instinctive fear cannot deceive people.

She was still trembling.

Sang Nian took a breath, put the book into the storage bag, and forced a smile:

"It's okay. I'm a little dizzy after staying up all night."

"Go and have a rest." Yan Yuan said with concern, "You don't have to go to the martial arts arena to practice swordplay in the afternoon."

Sang Nian nodded obediently:

"The disciple retire."

She left the study, walked quickly back to her bedroom, kicked off her shoes, got into the quilt, and curled up into a ball.

My body has not yet recovered from the panic and I can't help shaking.

Sang Nian tried to take a deep breath to calm herself down.

"Six Six," she asked in her mind, "Do you feel it?"

Liu Liu was puzzled: "What did you feel?"

...Even Liu Liu and Yan Yuan were unaware of each other's existence.

I can't investigate any further.

Sang thought.

If you investigate further... you will die.

This matter is not something she can interfere in.

Just pretend you've never seen that book.

Sang Nian slowly closed his eyes and murmured:

"It has nothing to do with me. I just need to complete the task and go home."

"Don't mind your own business."

But will the person behind the scenes really let me go?

She clenched her hands.

……

"You actually found me. Interesting."

The picture in the water mirror is frozen.

The woman looked at the girl's restless sleeping face, supported her chin with one hand, and sneered:

"How naive."

"Now that you've entered the game, life or death is no longer up to you, Nian Nian."

"Lord."

A cloud of black mist floated in and transformed into a man with tattoos on his face.

He knelt down and saluted the woman on the couch:

"Your Excellency, everything has been arranged."

The water mirror in front of the woman turned into a normal mirror. She picked up a box of rouge, lightly touched it with her slender fingertips, and slowly applied it to her lips:

"How's the situation over there?"

"Crow reported yesterday that the young master is doing fine as usual."

The man hesitated and said:

"However, he has not been able to obtain the Kunshan Jade Fragment yet, and he has been hiding from us in Qingzhou for such a long time. Could it be that... his heart is no longer in Shura Palace?"

The woman smiled slightly, her lips were red:

"It doesn't matter if his heart is not there. What I want is him as a person."

"I am worried..."

"It's not your turn to worry about his affairs, Qing Gui." The woman said with a half-smile.

Qing Gui's face turned pale: "This subordinate deserves to die."

"In the past few years, you have been dissatisfied with him and have always wanted to replace him. I am not completely unaware of this."

The smile on the woman's face gradually faded, her expression as cold as a pond:

"But you can't replace him, and you will never be able to replace him."

"The Shura Palace originally existed for him."

*

"Where on earth has Sang Nian been? He didn't even come for dinner."

The Xiaoyao Sect cafeteria was as bustling as usual, the only difference was that this time there were only Chu Yao and Su Xueyin.

Chu Yao picked up the rice in the bowl and said listlessly:

"My eldest senior brother was also called away by my father. It's so boring."

Su Xueyin said:

"I heard that Junior Sister Sang was absent this morning for no reason, and the Fourth Elder got really angry. She will be in trouble tomorrow."

Chu Yao curled her lips and said disdainfully:

"She's not coming to dinner, and that pretty boy and Shen Hetun aren't coming either."

"What a coward! Without Sang Nian, he doesn't even dare to come over for dinner alone. Don't say that I look down on him. If it were you, would you look down on him?"

Su Xueyin hesitated to speak:

"Little Senior Sister, it's not what you think."

Chu Yao: "What's that like?"

Su Xueyin was speechless and could only stuff a large mouthful of food into her mouth, and said vaguely:

"It's not like that anyway."

Since Junior Sister Sang has not made public her relationship with Junior Brother Xie, they must have their own plans.

She couldn't let anything slip and get into trouble.

Su Xueyin firmly believed that she could keep this secret.

——Physically hold it.

She stuffed another mouthful of food and blocked her mouth tightly.

Chu Yao is proud:

"Look, you still want to speak for the pretty boy, but you're running out of words."

Su Xueyin: Chewing with difficulty.

After finally swallowing the food, she bent down to pick up the chopsticks that Chu Yao accidentally dropped on the ground, replaced them with a new pair and handed them to Chu Yao:

"Little Senior Sister, please eat quickly, we still have a lot of things to do."

Chu Yao was puzzled: "What do we have?"

Su Xueyin: "Prepare for the gathering of heroes."

She counted on her fingers:

"We need to prepare enough medicinal pills, and it would be best if we could temper the spirit sword again."

"To refine it, you need to go find ores. On the way, you can pick some spiritual plants to refine the medicine."

"By the way, I borrowed a new book on magic and haven't read it yet. I need to read it quickly."

"Why don't you learn a few more spells before going to Yujing? Maybe they will be useful when the time comes."

“It never hurts to learn.”

After listening to this long list, Chu Yao felt overwhelmed.

"It's too much trouble for you to search all over again."

She said:

"Just go to the market and buy them. You can collect them in two days at most."

Su Xueyin lowered her head and whispered:

“I don’t have that much money.”

It is very expensive to maintain a good spiritual sword. In the world of immortal cultivation, nine out of ten sword cultivators are often poor.

Not to mention she was just an orphan with no roots.

Although she was the Great Elder's true disciple, the spirit stones she received from the sect every month were barely enough to cover basic expenses.

"I have money."

Chu Yao patted her chest nonchalantly:

"Although my father doesn't care about me, he gave me a lot of spirit stones, which I can't spend all by myself."

Su Xueyin's voice was low, but very firm:

"That's your money. I can't take it. I can go find spiritual plants and minerals myself."

Chu Yao scratched her hair: "What kind of medicine are you going to make?"

Su Xueyin: "Just some basic hemostatic powder and muscle-growing pills."

"I have a lot of this. I'll give it to you directly. Don't waste your time refining it. Maybe the medicine you refine won't be as effective as this one."

Chu Yao flipped through the storage bag and said without raising her head:

"My storage bag just happens to be full."

Su Xueyin pursed her lips and mustered up her courage to say:

"I have always used your things since I was a child. This time, I want to..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Yao raised her head and took out a bunch of bottles and jars from her storage bag:

"The white one is the flesh-growing pill, the red one is the hemostatic powder, and I also found a few bottles of spiritual essence for treating internal injuries. Now I can finally make room for the newly bought magic weapon. You are not allowed to refuse me."

After that, she asked with a confused look on her face:

"By the way, what did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Su Xueyin moved her lips, but finally shook her head in frustration:

"Nothing, thank you, Junior Sister."

She put away the medicines, pursed her lips and smiled shyly at Chu Yao:

"Little Senior Sister, will you always be so nice to me?"

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows and gently grabbed her cheeks with both hands:

"Of course, you have been my best friend since we were little."

Su Xueyin's cheeks were stretched out of shape, and she could only hum with her eyes bent:

"You're my best friend too."

At the same time, Guzhu Peak.

"Wow, look at this tofu, it's fried golden on both sides."

Shen Mingchao sighed.

Sang Nian stretched out his hand with a fake smile:

"Haha, is it delicious? Two million spirit stones."

Shen Mingchao spat out the tofu that he had just put into his mouth.

He slammed the table and said angrily:

"Your tofu is inlaid with gold and silver? It's so expensive??!"

Sang Nian ignored him and turned to the other side of the table.

Sang Nian: "Stare——"

Xie Chenzhou: “.”

Xie Chenzhou began to count his savings in his mind.

He silently put down his chopsticks and pushed the plate of tofu away.