Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

Ye Yaoer felt like she had a very long dream.

In the dream, his father and mother were still there, and even his grandfather was not killed by the Ye Family's family members, they were all by his side.

Everyone said that she had a rare fairy root in the world, and she was destined to become a fairy.

As the dream progressed, her father and mother left her, and her grandfather became the only relative by her side, until one day her grandfather was also killed.

In the whole division, she was the only one left.

so lonely.

so cold-

Until, a figure appeared in her dream.

This person actually looks exactly like her!
"Don't be afraid, Yao'er, I am you, you are me, I am you from ten years later..."

"I will protect you and won't let you get hurt again..."

……

In the dark and deep cave.

The girl lying on the ground slowly opened her eyes, which were as bright as obsidian, and what Ye Yaoer said to her ten years later still echoed in her heart.

She said that soon, someone from Daotian Sword Sect would come to pick her up and take her to join Daotian Sword Sect.

That person's name was Jiang Feng, and he was her future senior brother.

For that elder brother, Ye Yao'er ten years later has only two words for him - "Scumbag!"

……

at the same time.

Daotian secret realm.

In a dangerous place.

This place seems to have experienced a great war endless years ago, and there are unknown corpses everywhere, most of them are humanoid corpses, with precious light emitting from their bodies, like god corpses.

Other corpses were in the shape of tall beasts. The skeletons alone were hundreds of feet high, and some were even comparable to mountains.

The accumulation of countless corpses directly caused this dangerous place to be covered in red mist all the year round. As long as ordinary people inhale it, they will be poisoned and die.

In the depths of the dangerous place, a humanoid body with a height of eight hundred feet was kneeling on the ground, its chest was pierced by a spear, and it had been dead for an unknown number of years.

This god's corpse was clad in golden armor. Even though it had been dead for tens of thousands of years, the corpse still showed no signs of decay.

Just looking at such a tall and mighty corpse from a distance is enough to shock people!
Above the head of the god corpse, two figures sat there, playing chess on a chessboard condensed by Taoism, as if they didn't care how dangerous the surrounding environment was.

Of these two figures, one of them is a woman with a beautiful appearance, while the other is more like a soul-like existence, whose body is almost transparent, and it can only be seen that it is a man.

If Jiang Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that the woman among them was actually his master, Ji Ziyue!
During the period of disappearance, Ji Ziyue seemed to have been in the Daotian Secret Realm.

"Wen Tian, ​​this seat has won again, it seems that your chess skills have not improved after all these years."

As a white piece fell, Ji Ziyue showed a smile at the corner of her mouth, and there was a bit of complacency in her eyes.

The amorous feelings at that moment seemed to eclipse the entire world.

The man she called Wentian shook his head with a wry smile.

"Master Qingfeng, how can I compare to you, you are the blood of ancient beasts, and you were once the supreme of the upper realm."

Ji Ziyue seemed to be very pleased with his flattering praise, and nodded slightly.

Suddenly, she let out a soft "Huh".

"Lord Qingfeng, what's wrong?" Wentian asked hastily.

Ji Ziyue didn't answer immediately, but closed her eyes to feel something silently.

Finally, he said with great interest: "One body with two souls is really interesting. It seems that I will add another junior sister to that guy."

Wentian wanted to ask something, but Ji Ziyue had already stood up and was about to leave.

"Wentian, I should go. As for what I promised you, I will do it sooner or later."

After finishing speaking, Ji Ziyue made a simple move, and the entire Daotian Secret Realm trembled, and then a huge crack opened, and her figure disappeared in the crack.

After Ji Ziyue left, Wentian, who stayed where he was, looked at the corpse under him, feeling like crying.

"Didn't I agree that if I lose ten chess games to you, I will pull out the fairy weapon for me?

Master Qingfeng, do you know how hard it is to lose to you? "

……

Daotian Sword Sect.

In the past few days, Jiang Feng had nothing to do, so he wandered around the sect as usual, but unfortunately, he didn't encounter anything interesting.

On the contrary, the eyes of the female disciples in the sect seem to be much more...

After the contents of the space ring were used up, he knew that he had to find a way to get some contribution points and exchange them for exercises and other things in the sect.

Otherwise, there is no way to crit return.

Fortunately, he had thought of a good way before.

Copy out a copy of the skill reward returned from the critical strike, and then send it to the Zongmen's Kung Fu Pavilion to exchange for a lot of contribution points.

Among them, the Tian-level movement technique Treading Snow Wuhen given to Xiao Yurou earlier was exchanged for [-] contribution points.

And the Heaven Rank Sword Art Taixuan Sword Art given to Shangguan Ling'er was exchanged for a full [-] contribution points!
When Jiang Feng casually took out two heavenly-ranked exercises in the Kung Fu Pavilion, everyone looked at him with a little bit of a strange look.

He could only explain that these exercises were given to him by his master.

Received a lot of envious eyes.

Look, this is my master!
Using these contribution points, Jiang Feng exchanged two books of Xuan-level exercises from the Kungfu Pavilion.

It's not that he doesn't want to exchange for higher-level exercises, but that he wants to exchange for exercises above the mysterious level, and his identity must at least reach the level of a deacon.

Or those who have made special contributions to the sect.

After he gave the two exercises to Xiao Yurou and Shangguan Ling'er respectively, the favorability of the two junior sisters naturally increased a bit.

……

"Ding! It was detected that the host gave Xiao Yurou a top-grade Xuan-rank sword technique 'Nether Sword Technique', will it be refunded on a critical hit?"

"Yes."

"Congratulations to the host for triggering a [-]-fold critical strike! Obtained the mid-level heavenly sword technique 'Jiuyou Sword Technique'!"

……

"Ding! It is detected that the host gave Shangguan Ling'er a high-grade mysterious movement technique 'Ghost Shadow Mistracking', will it be refunded by critical strike?"

"Yes."

"Congratulations to the host for triggering a [-]-fold crit strike! Obtained the heavenly-ranked high-grade agility 'Flying Immortal Footwork'!"

……

In just a few days, Jiang Feng transformed from a poor and white immortal cultivator to a monk in the alchemy stage who possessed four kinds of heavenly skills.

It would be a lie to say he was unhappy.

He can't wait to show his strength now, but it's a pity that it will take some time before the opening of Daotian Secret Realm.

At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly sensed something, and looked towards the sky.

A black crack suddenly appeared in the sky of Zizhu Peak, and then a jade foot stepped out of it, and stepped on Jiang Feng's face impartially.

Jiang Feng: "..."

The owner of this jade foot happened to be the returned Ji Ziyue.

Ji Ziyue felt something stepped on under her feet, and lowered her head in doubt. After seeing Jiang Feng's calm gaze, she almost fell down from the air by accident.

After a while.

Among the pavilions.

"Teacher, what were you doing there just now?"

Thinking about what happened just now, Ji Ziyue's fair cheeks were rarely blush, and she just stepped on her apprentice's face, it was impossible not to be embarrassed.

However, who told this kid to stay in that position!

Jiang Feng knew that even if he complained about something, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat, so he replied: "Master, this disciple was just now comprehending Taoism."

"Well, if you don't tell me, I haven't noticed yet."

On Ji Ziyue's fair little face, there was a look of surprise.

"Teacher, I have only been away for a few days, how come your cultivation has reached the alchemy stage?"

Jiang Feng felt a "thump" in his heart.

Too bad, did you still notice it?
However, although he was a little flustered in his heart, he still responded calmly: "Master, this disciple went out to practice and had some adventures, so..."

He didn't know if he could fool the past like this.

Who knows, Ji Ziyue just hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly, "Let me just say, how can you reach the alchemy stage by yourself with a useless spiritual root."

Worry!
Jiang Feng really wanted to roll his eyes, but he was afraid that the master would slap him to death.