Practice starting from the villain female supporting role

Weird runes flowed, Yun Qianye covered Ah Cao's eyes with one hand, and his own with the other, the whole room was silent only the sound of heartbeat.

Suddenly, Ying Ziluo's slender fingers slid, and one after another runes were punched into Attu's body as if in a regular pattern.

Visible to the naked eye, on the original blood hole in Atu's body, blood-colored veins emerged one after another, and the dark-green runes provided blood energy like nourishment. In an instant, a blood-red flower Flowers grow above the chest.

Slowly, as the dark green runes were all integrated, that blood-red flower, that magnificent and strange flower bloomed, and a black image flashed away, and then disappeared into the body.

Atu, who was sleeping, only felt that there was pitch blackness in front of his eyes, not ordinary blackness, but that he had no perception, and even his thoughts didn't seem to exist.

Endless darkness and confusion together with that bloody night that year.

Suddenly, thoughts began to flow, and a blood-red, extremely magnificent flower quietly bloomed as far as the eye could see.

His thoughts jumped up suddenly, and the scenes of the past were like watching flowers on horseback, and finally condensed into a magnificent flower.

Salvation, his god.

The flowers bloom and then slowly wither.

Ying Ziluo stopped, his face pale, but the corners of his mouth turned up when he looked at Atu.

A-Tu slowly opened his eyes, looked at the strange scene in front of him, and hoarsely said, "...Young Master?!"

He raised his eyes, and there was a trace of doubt in his rare eyes.

He remembered that he was already dead, and died under the hands of the Sovereign of All Souls, but what happened now.

The disciples around looked at Ying Ziluo in disbelief, that he really came back from the dead.

Even Ye Xiao looked shocked and looked at her in disbelief, but Ye Yan'er looked at her with more serious eyes.

Bringing the dead back to life, Ying Ziluo, you are really scary!

Ying Ziluo looked at Atu and smiled lightly, just about to say something, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Little Lord!"

Seeing Ying Ziluo vomit blood, Ah Tu became anxious for a moment, trying to sit up with both hands, but failed.

Ying Ziluo smiled, didn't care, stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, you just woke up and need to rest."

It's just a sequela of using the bullying runes, everything in this world has gains and losses.

Atu Shen glanced at the people around him and remained silent.

Even though there were many doubts in his heart, his character had already predetermined him, and he would not ask questions, and this occasion was not the time to ask.

Ying Ziluo was silent for a moment, and passed everything that happened to Atu through his soul, turned his head, and said to the disciples: "Okay, let them come in."

Wang Sisi nodded, went out and called Liu Ruyu and others to come in.

She didn't turn her head until this moment, looked at Yun Qianye carefully, and after a long while, she said leisurely: "You look a lot like Master."

Yun Qianye did look a lot like Yun Qianlan, especially his eyes, but his face lacked Yun Qianlan's gentleness and was more resolute, with more reticence between his brows.

Ying Ziluo said a word, and the disciples all around looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't know Yun Qianye's true identity.

Liu Ruyu, who had just stepped into the door, heard this sentence, and had some guesses in her heart, but she was not sure yet, after all, he had only heard gossip before.

Ying Ziluo's gaze at Yun Qianye was very flat, but it was such a flat gaze, quietly looking at Yun Qianye, that gave him the urge to run away.

He opened his mouth, glanced at Atu who had closed his eyes and rested his mind, his face was troubled: "Are you, my brother...no, suzerain, the disciple?"

It wasn't until this moment, when he actually saw this so-called amazing person, his brother's only disciple, that he really realized what he had missed all these years.

The gap between them was like a chasm, and a little inferiority complex arose in my heart.

For more than ten years, he had been extremely eager to return to Qianyunzong, but now even he himself didn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face all this.

He didn't know if his coming would bring him trouble, his brother was so outstanding.

Even the accepted disciples are so amazing.

Ying Ziluo raised his eyebrows, and noticed that Yun Qianye was using you.

She raised her foot and walked in front of him, looking up at Yun Qianye: "Master, he cares about you very much. Over the years, he has been trying to find a way to bring you back, but it just ends up being nothing."

"Recently, the Wanling Sect intended to attack the Tianyuan Empire, but he was trapped in the sect and could not come out. Therefore, as a disciple of the master, I will come to the Tianyuan Empire to take you home on his behalf."

So, I'm here to take you home!

Come back home?

Yun Qianye raised her head suddenly, her eyes flushed instantly.

He was forced to go to Wanlingzong as a hostage when he was three years old. For more than ten years, home was an unfamiliar word to him.

Family?
A place so strange that it can only exist in imagination.

go home?
Yun Qianye lowered her head, the sentence in her mind to take him home echoed in her mind like a loop.

Can he have a home too?
Can someone wait for him to come home?
Ling'er once said that she envied him for being chic, not caring about anything, and never having troubles, but she didn't know that he envied her innocence, her wanton smile, and someone waiting for her to go home.

In countless dark nights, he once huddled in the corner alone and licked his wound silently. He once longed so much for someone who could hug him, without any thought, just because of his heartache.Then tell him that you have done a good job and worked hard.

Now, she told her, she came to take her home!

Yun Qianye lowered her head, suppressed her reddish eye sockets, and said in silence for a while, "...Thank you."

Thank you for coming to take me home.

He lowered his head and grabbed Ah Cao's hand, pulling it very tightly. He was a little nervous, and his palm was full of sweat.

Ying Ziluo smiled, said nothing more, glanced at Yun Qianye's skirt, and couldn't help but laugh.

Not to mention, this Yun Qianye looks pretty good in women's clothes, especially this face, which is very similar to her master's, every time she looks at it, she feels guilty.

I couldn't help but think about it if I was the master... Pooh, what are you thinking, I'm a good-natured young man, how could I have such dangerous thoughts.

It's just that, if it's really a master... She thinks she can play, bah, it looks like she won't get tired of it for a lifetime.

She seems to remember that the master has a good figure, fair skin, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and eight-pack abs. I'll go, I can't think about it anymore, and I can't stop the car if I think about it again.

Sure enough, she should secretly poke and buy some skirts.

Thieves don't die.

Yun Qianye's face turned red when she was seen, and she wished she could find a place to sneak in.

Ah Cao on the side covered her mouth and secretly laughed.

Ying Ziluo restrained his thoughts, and said to everyone in a serious manner: "After working for so long, everyone is tired, let's all go to rest."

Everyone answered yes, and Yun Qianye led Ah Cao out of the room in a panic.

Ying Ziluo laughed, but turned to look at Atu with a strange expression.

After a moment of silence, Atu looked at Ying Ziluo and said in a hoarse voice: "If the young master really wants...the suzerain should...should agree."

Ying Ziluo: "..."

what did I do?
What the fuck did I do!
She raised her head to look at Atu, and said awkwardly: "You... what did you hear?"
After Atu was resurrected this time, the connection between them deepened again, and Atu was able to vaguely sense her thoughts.

She didn't notice this just now, and was accidentally perceived.

Atu raised his eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes, but unfortunately Ying Ziluo, who was mad, didn't notice: "I heard everything that should be heard."

Ying Ziluo: Can I choose to start over in reverse gear now?
Ying Ziluo bared his teeth and threatened: "Don't tell it, especially don't let the master know."

Her fame in the first life is ruined!

Ying Ziluo went out the door as if running away, heaved a sigh of relief, and didn't see a smile appearing on Atu's face that seemed to have necrosis behind her.

Such a young master is really living in this world, not a bystander, watching life, old age, sickness and death, things change and people change.

Young master, being alone is very lonely and hard work, maybe you should try to let someone walk into your heart, let someone be your support, even if it is to give you medicine when you are hurt.

Atu, I will always watch over you.

……

The morning sun shines brightly on the leaves, making the green branches and leaves even more vivid.

Ying Ziluo sat leaning against the window, and the breeze playfully picked up a few strands of her blue hair, flying in the air.

Her already fair skin was as clear as jelly, her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyes were beautiful, and there were stars and seas hidden in her deep pupils. Anyone who saw such a person would think that such a person should not be a human being, but should be a fairy in heaven.

When Ye Xiao just entered the door and saw such a scene, his mind was shaken for a moment.

Ying Ziluo seems to be different from others, her world is as clean and pure as snow.

There is no so-called love and love, and there is not so much love and hatred and grievances. Her existence seems to be for people to watch, envy, marvel, and chase.

As white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds, all her thoughts seemed to be dirty in front of her, and she had to hide them deeply in her heart.

It seemed that he heard the movement, but Ying Ziluo didn't turn his head, and just said softly: "You're here."

She was dressed in white and sat leaning against the window, fluttering like a sword fairy in the dust.

"Yeah!" Ye Xiao came back to his senses and said, "Are you planning to go back to Qianyun Sect?"

Ying Ziluo looked back: "Well, the matter is over, and it's time to go back."

"What about you, do you plan to go back, or stay in the Tianyuan Empire?"

Ye Xiao was silent for a moment: "Yan'er wants me to go to the Eastern Continent with her. I plan to go back to Chiba City first. After all, I have been out for so long. If I really go to the Eastern Continent, do I want to go to the Eastern Continent again?" Come back, I don't know when it will be."

Ying Ziluo nodded: "That's fine."

After all, the Western Continent is a desolate land. Although it is useful to Ye Xiao, it is far inferior to the Eastern Continent. After all, danger and opportunity complement each other. Besides, Ye Yaner is there to escort him. After all, he is the son of luck. How could it be so easy to die.

Wait, son of luck!
She seems to have a system.