Fairy, I really am a villain!

Those indifferent eyes reflected everything, with the Qiankun Bagua rotating and reorganizing in them, representing countless possibilities of birth and death; as long as someone showed a gap, his head would be slapped into a rotten watermelon.

"The Tianyan Atlas is complete, the Eight-Nine Profound Art is complete, the magic weapon Luoshu recognizes its master, the Blood God's Dharma image is complete..." Just by looking at it from afar, the heroine felt cold all over, as if that bloody palm would fall down on her.

The battle lasted for a while, and the man laughed grimly: "Who gave you the courage to swing the sword at me? Was it your dead sister, Fang Qingxiao!!"

As soon as the words fell, a woman in white was knocked flying, covered in blood, her life or death uncertain; she opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes flashing with strong hatred, and she struggled to fight again, but was rescued by someone.

With the withdrawal of the main force Fairy Ling Jian and the Sword Sect, the war that shocked both the righteous and the evil finally came to an end; two masters were defeated, several were seriously injured, and several died.

On this day, the "Exterminating Evil Demon" went straight into the Seventh Heaven, became a master, and his demonic flames were so raging that they could no longer be stopped.

The illusion ended, and the distraught Luo Qingni sat down on the ground, feeling sad and helpless, surrounded by thick and endless darkness.

"Xiwen has become so cruel. It's all my fault. It's all my fault..."

Chapter 178 None of my business

Three memories.

Same time, same place, same people, but completely different outcomes.

When Luo Qingni was experiencing hallucinations and was close to emotional collapse, he was also experiencing the same thing.

This illusion is quite realistic, it is not like simply playing a movie with the images streaming past;

Instead, he directly "placed" the person where he should be. He could see the small dried fish residues at the corners of the "female warrior's" mouth, and the feeling of fear and pain would also come along.

The young man in the cabin was a calm person, and Fang Xiwen was naturally the same.

He didn't care what the "female warrior" did. He focused more on analysis - the Emperor must have had his own intentions in releasing this memory.

'The most important difference in the first memory is that I don't know Luo Qingni. Because of the game, I know that she is an upright and kind girl, but if there is no such prerequisite...'

'I would have thought she was coming up to me with a sword, intending to kill me.'

Unlike Luo Qingni, he could even rewind the illusion and watch it again, but he had to go through the pain all over again. Naturally, he didn't care.

Based on his own thinking model, he could easily deduce all the psychological activities of the "young master".

First, she saw the long sword, which made her feel fear; then she tried to negotiate, which made her feel comforted; then her identity was exposed, which made her feel shocked; and finally, the heroine fell into confusion, and after successfully awakening the Frost Sword, she felt like she was making a desperate move.

The heroine's intuition was too sharp. After she exposed his identity as a time traveler on the spot, the fate of the two was destined to be a life-and-death battle.

I can only say that it is fate that plays tricks on people:

Even if the young master didn't ask "Who are you", he wouldn't be able to play the role of the Third Young Master well without knowing the plot and having no memory, and he would still be found out in the end.

…This is the Emperor’s past.

After sighing silently, Fang Xiwen dragged the illusion to the second paragraph.

Luo Ting's handsome old face was distorted, and he said with a fearful and angry expression, "That is an evil demon from outside the domain, a monster." Even though he knew it, he felt a little weird.

Judging from what Lao Luo said, the young master did not deceive Fang Qingxiao... Was it that he failed the soul test, or was he sent it earlier?

It is possible to do both;

What awaits him is no longer a peaceful daily routine.

Various tortures, soul-searching, etc. were used together, determined to pry open his mouth and make him reveal the whereabouts of the Third Young Master - although Fang Xiwen felt that he most likely didn't know.

…The Emperor is so miserable.

He couldn't bear to think about it too much and simply dragged the illusion to the third section, which was the section that gave the most information about the future.

I saw a scarlet figure floating in the air, with a bloody six-armed demon god behind him. In his hands, he held various filthy lotus pedestals, prayer beads, and daggers. On his head was an open golden heavenly book, and all kinds of mysterious symbols radiated from his body.

'It looks like the Blood God's inheritance, but in fact, its core is the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art.'

"Otherwise, with this kind of filthy true energy, how can I move the righteous divine weapon above my head?"

The reason why he knew that it was a magic weapon was because the female hero pointed out that it was the "Luo Shu"; this was the family treasure of the Yiling Yun family, and only the current head of the family had the right to use it, so how could it be lent out?

However, this is consistent with the words of the Sword Immortal - focus on Tianyan Tulu, switch to Bajiu Xuan Gong, accommodate changes, and advance both at the same time - the latter is Fang Xiwen's ideal of "having it all", which is understandable;

So, what about the former?

It’s very strange that the Emperor was discovered to be a possessor, so how did he escape alive... Was it with the help of the Yun family?

Unable to figure it out, he continued reading.

The scarlet figure was seen displaying great power, his steps seemed to be walking along a certain trajectory, all kinds of attacks were easily dodged by him, as if heaven was protecting him, this was the "one who escaped".

They could not hit the Emperor, but the Emperor could hit them; when he brought down his palm, the masters of the righteous path fell down like wheat, their meridians were broken and their Dharma images were shattered.

"Who gave you the courage to swing the sword at me? Was it your dead sister, Fang Qingxiao!!"

After seeing the "acquaintance", his indifferent eyes fluctuated and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then, the sword light of the fairy in white was torn apart by scarlet, and the whole person was thrown away by the force, and fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead;

Soon, she opened one of her eyes and wanted to fight again, but was rescued by her master, Fairy Lingyue, and the Sword Sect members began to evacuate.

This seemed to be a signal, and the besieging crowd began to retreat, fighting as they went.

So, the emperor chased a group of people alone.

During the pursuit, his entire body was surging, and his acupoints were opening one by one. The sky and the earth were dyed scarlet. Many seriously injured people began to bleed inexplicably from all seven orifices, and soon they died. The surroundings were directly transformed into a kingdom of death.

Exterior view, seventh floor!

In this picture scroll of hell, memory comes to an abrupt end.

Judging from what the Emperor said, Fang Qingxiao first lost her brother (who was possessed by another spirit), and then somehow lost her sister;

She came to join the siege with such deep hatred, but was crushed by the Emperor... In the future, either her Tao heart will be shattered, or she will be able to stand again after the shattering; judging from the title of Divine Court Sword Master, it should be the latter.

…But my sister is still so miserable.

Amid endless emotion, he took the initiative to end this memory, and the surroundings became dark; as if he was on the dividing line between dusk and night, with faint lights lighting up all around, a dot of deep red appeared nearby, and then grew into a human figure.

It is the residual image of the emperor.

He was about the same height and build as Fang Xiwen, wearing a bloody torn cloak. He stood very casually, his facial features looked like they were scribbled with paint, and it was hard to see clearly.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen was not surprised at all. He smiled and said, "Don't tell me anything nonsense, do you?"

Hearing this, the figure tilted his head and seemed to be laughing;

After a pause, it said, "Is my inheritance useful?"

"It's just so-so, it's better to get a wife and have children."

“…A new genre?”

"Yeah, you're so powerful, why don't you get one for me too?" He spoke casually, as if he was chatting with a friend.

"It's possible to do it, but it goes against the original intention. The process is what's important."

The figure waved his hand in a casual manner, with a gentle voice, and he didn't look like the madman in memory at all.

After a moment of silence, Fang Xiwen raised his eyebrows, "Hey, have you used the Tianyan Atlas to calculate? Was this conversation recorded in advance?"

"I've been discovered. It's no wonder I'm the one." The figure gave a thumbs up.

"Fuck, am I talking to a dead person like an idiot?" After getting the answer, he cursed and shut up.

"It's no use not saying anything. I figured that out. I know you want to scold me, but I can't hear you."

"Grass."

"Okay, don't be impatient," the figure performed a special move, and then changed the subject, "Looking at these women who have hurt you and me, how do you feel?"

"It's none of my business. I'm not the one suffering."

"But these things happened," the figure smiled, "You know, they are not illusions."

"So what?" Fang Xiwen sneered, "You feel like you've become the one who got hurt, and now you're unhappy and want to change people?"

"I'm already dead."

"Then what else is there to say? Can I burn some incense for you during festivals?"

"Okay, burn some paper wives down by the way. I haven't finished reading u149 yet... No." Slowly, the smile of the figure became more intense. "You haven't realized it yet? Hint, the perspective."

"…This is the memory of the Sword Immortal." Suddenly, Fang Xiwen's eyes became fierce. He stared at the figure and said word by word: "Your target is her."

Chapter 179 Return the Sword Immortal to Me

"Otherwise, how can we say that they are women who have hurt us?"

"You are taking revenge on her," he took two steps forward, grabbed the emperor by the collar, and said through his teeth, "Fuck you, you deliberately let the sword fairy meet me at the beginning, deliberately let her stay by my side, and deliberately let her know 'Fang Xiwen' once again and thoroughly!"

"As expected of me, I understand it immediately." The figure clapped his hands, and Fang Xiwen finally understood.

In the Sword Immortal's memory, he was such a ruthless and vicious demon: he took over bodies, killed people, played with people's hearts, and was inhumane...

However, as he came into contact with him more and more, the Sword Immortal slowly understood -

He was a very good-tempered man, and took no offense to others;

He was a gentle and kind man who got along well with everyone;

He is a delicate and sensitive man who can feel the sadness of others;

Having status, he never oppresses the innocent; having power, he never bullies the weak; his original intention of pursuing becoming stronger is to save more people...

Even though he had such a character, he was pushed and forced by the world little by little and became the Scarlet Emperor.

The more he understood him, the more painful the Sword Immortal became, and he even attributed all the misfortunes to himself - you see, how happy he and Luo Qingni were without becoming enemies?

Their love was recognized by their parents and blessed by the neighbors. They went out together and it was no exaggeration to say that they were a couple made in heaven. That was a treasure she had never obtained.

And as time goes by, the pain gradually changes.

Blessings, regrets, jealousy, murderous intent...all these emotions were like an overturned bottle of five flavors, twisting and fermenting, becoming endless torment in the sword immortal's heart.

Why isn't that girl me?

Why did I, who had endured so much suffering, become a stepping stone to their happiness?

The gorgeous scene was clearly unfolding before my eyes, and she was clearly standing within my reach, but she could only be buried bit by bit in the past that could not be traced back.

However, she didn't say a word, but just endured everything silently.