after the villain's amnesia

Lan Xuehuai didn't say a word, it was her default.

Xian Deng asked: "Xiao Xianjun, do you know what happened to the person who practiced the way of ruthlessness in the Fu family before? What was written in the file?"

Lan Xuehuai tilted her head slightly, and told Xian Deng about it.The records in the dossier are not very complete, and some parts are very vague. It only said that there was a patriarch in the middle of the Fu family. He finally knew the way to cultivate the righteous way, so he killed his wife and children overnight.

Xian Deng listened carefully, frowned and said: "Then, isn't this ruthless way a demon way? What kind of cultivation method requires killing all relatives?"

Lan Xuehuai said: "The way to be ruthless is to have the great way. Only by letting yourself be ruthless and love, and the death of your loved ones, will you have no worries."

Xiandeng nodded and said: "No wonder, no wonder. No wonder the Fu family has to gradually put aside their ties with Wuqing Dao, so that if it is true that the death of loved ones is the only way to achieve Dao, then the Fu family will have to die cleanly."

Lan Xuehuai also nodded.

Xian Deng deduced: "In Fu Sinian's generation, I am afraid that no one will practice ruthless way anymore. So the sect based on the family has this point. You see, Fu Sinian is the best example. He was born weak and sick , is a sick beauty, not to mention how his bones are, even if he wants to practice hard, he will not be able to climb to the top. At most, let him be better than ordinary people. Ruqing said, he can't even touch the edge."

Lan Xuehuai said: "You are right."

The two chatted here and suddenly stopped.

They were originally going in the direction of Fengmen Village, but now, there was an imperceptible trace of blood in the white mist floating in this direction.

In the illusion, it is basically impossible to smell, after all, this is the past time.

If they could smell it, it would be very strange, or the smell of blood was too strong, so heavy that they could smell it.There is another explanation that is too nonsense, Xian Deng didn't take it to heart-it can't be that the things in the illusion are concretized, right?

Xiandeng said: "Xiao Xianjun, did you smell it?"

Lan Xuehuai said: "Something happened ahead."

Although he also had doubts in his heart, it was far less important than what happened before.

Xiandeng ran forward for a while, and in the distance, he saw that Fengmen Village was filled with blood and mist, and there was still a raging fire in midair.He was startled, and thought to himself: Is this in time for a massacre?

Fengmen Village has been massacred twice in total, and Xiandeng doesn't know which one he caught up with.

Lan Xuehuai had doubts in her heart, and was full of vigilance against the illusion, so she grabbed Xiandeng: "Don't run around."

Xian Deng said: "I'll go ahead and have a look. Don't worry, the flames in the illusion won't affect me."

Lan Xuehuai suddenly took out a string of bells from her bosom. Judging from the appearance, it should be worn on her hand, and it was also a woman's jewelry.

Although the situation was very urgent, Xian Deng still took time out of his busy schedule to eat a wave of vinegar. He suppressed the sourness in his heart, and asked in a somewhat mean tone: "Why do you have women's things in your arms?" ?”

Lan Xuehuai said: "Why do you eat all kinds of vinegar?"

Xian Deng pursed his lips, and did not refute this time.

It's true that Lan Xuehuai's mind is sensitive, every time he is jealous, how can he be aware of it?

Lan Xuehuai: "This is my mother's jewelry."

Xian Deng was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that the flying vinegar he had just eaten was very inappropriate.

Lan Xue put it on for him with great care. This string of broken bells has five rings, which are put into the fingers, go down the back of the hand, and finally there is a chain at the wrist that can be fastened.

"There are two strings of bells. After you wear them, I can find them wherever you go. If something happens to you, just move your fingers, and the bells on my side will also move."

Xiandeng stayed in his hand, feeling weird, after all, it belonged to a woman's house, but he still moved his finger, and sure enough, the same place where he moved, the bell in Lan Xuehuai's hand, also rang softly one time.

He was amazed and said, "It's such a powerful thing, no matter how far away it is?"

Lan Xuehuai said: "No matter how far away it is."

While Xian Deng was feeling emotional, he couldn't help asking: "Little Xianjun, why don't you wear it?"

Lan Xuehuai said inexplicably: "Why should I wear something that a woman wears?"

Xian Deng glanced at his hands: ...

That's all, the skirt has been worn several times, and now it's just like wearing jewelry, it's a small scene, there is nothing to panic, and no one has noticed in the illusion.

With this string of bells, Lan Xuehuai really felt relieved.

No matter how fast Xian Deng ran, he didn't give warnings all the time.

The two arrived at Fengmen Village not long after they walked. The stone with "Fengmen Village" written on it at the entrance of the village was cut in half. Xiandeng squatted down to look at it, and found that the stone had just been cut, and the sword was still stained with blood, so he cut it off. There was also blood on the stone.This shows that the person who chopped the stone had seen blood beforehand.

Xian Deng turned his head and was about to say something, but Lan Xuehuai stared at a bush and didn't move.

He looked over and found a man lying in the grass, blood spilled from his body and swam in the pool.

Xian Deng looked more and more familiar, and finally said in surprise: "It's that person!"

Lan Xuehuai said: "Do you know him?"

Xian Deng: "I saw him in the illusion last time, he is the owner of that gambling house."

The man lying on the ground had his throat sealed with a sword. Not only that, his hands and feet were also cut off, and his lower body was chopped into a mass of rotten meat. Xian Deng's stomach was churning, and Lan Xuehuai quickly covered his mouth. Eye.

"This person died suddenly, and his eyes have not been closed yet. He should have been killed suddenly."

Xian Deng asked about Lan Xue's very ethereal fragrance, and his stomach calmed down a little.

The further you go, the more dead bodies there are in Fengmen Village, and it seems that they all died not long ago.

Some places were burning, and some places were piled up with corpses. In addition to knowing the owner, Xian Deng also saw a few acquaintances in the illusion last time.

Xiandeng speculated: "This should be the second time Fengmen Village was massacred." After a pause, he said: "I don't think it's anything when I hear it from others, but I saw it with my own eyes and found it is hell on earth."

Regardless of men, women, young or old, the lives and deaths of Fengmen Village are all horrible.

Xiandeng looked more and more horrified, counting, almost thousands of people died in Fengmen Village.

"How did this kill?"

Lan Xuehuai said: "Could it be an organized massacre by the sect?"

After all, how could one person kill so many people.

Xian Deng squatted down, in front of him was the corpse of a child, that child's throat was also sealed with a sword, and his eyes were not closed when he died.

Just as he was fascinated, suddenly, a very beautiful black phoenix-tailed butterfly flew past in front of him.

This situation is extremely strange.

Xian Deng's heart skipped a beat, as a conjecture was slowly being confirmed.

"Butterfly..." Xiandeng said: "Little Immortal, let's follow this butterfly up."

Lan Xuehuai said: "What butterfly?"

Before Lan Xuehuai could react, Xiandeng followed the butterfly closely with his eyes, dragged Lan Xuehuai and ran towards Nine Girl Mountain.

Along the way, he saw a lot of corpses—these people seemed to have run out of Fengmen Village, but they were intercepted and killed before they could run far.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xiandeng arrived outside the Butterfly Cave.

The Fu family rebuilt by Fu Sinian is located in Butterfly Cave, and some disciples who admire Fengqi's reputation live in the village on the hillside.

Xian Deng pushed open the gate, as he expected, all the disciples in Zhuangzi had died, and the closer to the Butterfly Cave, the more black Phoenix-tailed butterflies, some landed on the corpses, some landed on the flowers.Xian Deng stepped forward to look at the corpses, Lan Xuehuai said, "These corpses are not all disciples."

Xian Deng turned to look at him.

Lan Xuehuai pointed at some of them with her sword: "This one is different from this one, the clothes are different, it looks like it belongs to another sect."

Sure enough, those that Lan Xuehuai pointed to had a different style of dressing from the Fu family's school uniform.Moreover, there were more than one or two corpses in clothes. Counting them, there were more than a dozen in the hall alone.

"What does this mean? Isn't this the Fu family? How could the Fu family have monks from other sects?"

He swallowed, and walked up the mountain again.

Suddenly, there was a scream, Xian Deng's heart trembled, and he stood still.

The black phoenix-tailed butterfly, like a ghost, landed outside the butterfly hole.

Fu Sinian was as tall as jade, standing in the middle of an open space, holding a sword in his left hand, with a slight force, the sword was slowly slammed from the throat of a student in front of him.

"...Fu Sinian." Xian Deng turned pale with shock.

After killing people, Fu Sinian sat down and wiped his sword, went to the side to fetch a basin of water, and washed his face.

On the side, Yun Piaopiao was completely sluggish, she seemed to be completely frightened, staring at Fu Sinian disfigured.

Fu Sinian took out a piece of pastry from his bosom, and after taking a bite, he smiled at Yun Piao Piao: "Piao Piao, are you hungry? I'm so tired and hungry, do you want to eat?"

Xian Deng was so shocked that he couldn't move, and he said after a while: "A sword to seal the throat... the same move, he killed people, is he sick!"

Not only Yun Piaopiao was stunned, but Xiandeng was also terrified.

He had never suspected that the massacre was done by Fu Sinian before, he only thought it was a dispute between sects.

Even if Lan Xuehuai told him about the ruthless way just now, he only had an unrealistic guess in his mind, but Xiandeng didn't expect that the guess became a reality, and he really saw this scene.

Lan Xuehuai said: "I had guessed it a long time ago, but now it's confirmed."

Xian Deng quickly asked: "When did you guess it?"

Lan Xuehuai: "I guessed it when I saw the Fu family files."

Xian Deng's heart flickered, Lan Xuehuai supported him.

Yun Piaopiao asked: "Why?"

Fu Sinian finished eating the pastry and said: "There is no reason, Piao Piao, you were going to die, I let you live for so many years, shouldn't you thank me?"

Xian Deng said: "What does he mean?"

Just after asking, Fu Sinian said: "Back then, when the surrounding sects destroyed my Fu family, I made up my mind. I must avenge this revenge, so you can't blame me."

Yun Piaopiao finally regained his sanity, and asked: "Revenge? You called all the heads of all the sects today to exchange swordsmanship. Is this the purpose... Revenge, you, just kill those sects Ah, why did you kill the innocent people in Fengmen Village?"

Fu Sinian said with a gentle smile: "Of course I want to kill. The people in Fengmen Village raped and killed my mother, Pearl who grew up with me. She is only 14 years old. Isn't she innocent? Not only do I want to kill, I also want to kill her." You have to kill a hundred times and a thousand times, how can it be enough to kill one person, let me see, of course, killing the nine clans will be considered enjoyable."

Yun Piaopiao seemed to grasp the important point, and asked, "You were also responsible for the first massacre of Fengmen Village?" Completely believe in your own deduction: "Isn't it enough for you to kill once, you have to kill the second time!"

He stood up and said slowly: "Of course it's not enough to kill them once. The first time I killed them, I couldn't hold the sword firmly, and some of them ran out. What can I do, but I can't catch them, so I had to think about it stupidly." The method is to rebuild the sect and tell them that Fengmen Village can come back to live. I think these people should come back. Sure enough, those who ran away have come back. Well, doomed."

"What about Xiao Qi?" Yun Piaopiao asked, "Why didn't you kill Xiao Qi the first time?"

Fu Sinian said: "He has a good foundation. If you are ruthless, I can't cultivate the Dao. But I can't, Feng Qi can, you mentioned him, reminded me, Piao Piao, don't blame me, Xiao Qi will be gone soon. It’s time to retreat, and I’m going to kill you before he leaves.”

Yun Piaopiao trembled all over, seeing Fu Sinian's smile, he suddenly felt terrified.She seemed to have never known Fu Sinian before, could this person in front of her be called a human being?

After Xian Deng listened, he said from the side: "I understand."

Lan Xuehuai looked at him.

Xian Deng quickly analyzed: "I understand, Fu Sinian never wanted to revive the sect!"

The reason for revitalizing the sect was that during the first massacre, he failed to kill all the people in Fengmen Village, and some people ran out!

Fu Sinian didn't help rebuild Fengmen Village regardless of previous suspicions. He revitalized the sect just to lure back those people who ran away from Fengmen Village.There was also the sect that yelled at the Fu family back then, and after seeing the Fu family revived, they made friends with their faces. Fu Sinian was simply pretending to be reconciled with them, and he must have had murderous thoughts in his heart.

He knew very early on that his body was not a physique for cultivating the ruthless way.Moreover, not to mention the ruthless way, even ordinary practice cannot reach the top.If he wants revenge, he can't rely on himself at all.The first massacre of Fengmen Village was not done with cultivation, but with poison!The people in Fengmen Village were probably poisoned by some kind of poison first, and they couldn't move their whole bodies. However, 17-year-old Fu Sinian just held up his sword and chopped people like vegetables, killing them in front of those people.

The reason why he let Feng Qi go is because Feng Qi's roots are excellent and he can cultivate into the Dao of Heartlessness.These people are not the only ones Fu Sinian wants to kill, as he said, he wants to kill other people's nine clans.There were only a dozen or so monks from other families seen in the hall today, that is to say, those who came were probably headmen, and there were countless disciples under those sects—Fu Sinian's purpose was to kill them all!

Feng Qi is not his adopted son, but his sword, his knife, the weapon he uses to kill people!

Xian Deng figured this out, suppressed his shock, and said, "And I'm sure, he used the same trick this time to kill so many people. Otherwise, how could he do it by himself?"

Lan Xuehuai said affirmatively: "If Fu Sinian is as good-tempered as you said, no one would guard against him."

"Yes, not only is he not on guard, but he also likes him very much. Who would have thought that Fu Sinian is such a wicked ghost?" Xian Deng was shocked in his heart, even if he asked him to come and see Fu Sinian, this person was also cheerful and gentle, who would Would you guard against such a beauty?

Unexpectedly, the most vicious people in the world are also these beautiful characters.

Xian Deng sighed: "Fu Sinian is really scary, how could he endure it for so many years?"

Lan Xuehuai frowned: "The methods are also terrible."

Xiandeng secretly thought: The junior sisters who get along day and night, the common people who talk and laugh with him, the heads of various sects who are laughing and joking... These people can be killed at will, is it true that they have no feelings at all?

With tears in his eyes, Yun Piaopiao stared closely at Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian knelt down, kissed her between the eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Piao Piao, don't hate me."

He was born gorgeous, this kiss was like a ghost crawling out of hell, before Yun Piaopiao's tears fell on the ground, the sword had already sunk into her heart.