Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

Great Xia Dynasty.

There are many sects.

Among them, there are both righteous sects and demonic sects.

The orthodox sect can be divided into three sects and six sects, namely, the upper three sects, Daotian Sword Sect, Huaqing Sect, and Liyue Sect.

The six sects include Tianhan Valley, Xiaoyao Palace, Heavy Sword Gate, Xianjian Pavilion, Longdong School, Fenyan Valley, and Elephant Armor School.

The demonic sects are the four demon sects of Hehuan Sect, Yin Puppet Sect, Blood Evil Sect, and True God Sect.

The southern border of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The Hehuan Sect, one of the four major demon sects, is located on a spiritual mountain.

For thousands of years, it has been peaceful with the imperial court.In the towns under the mountain, most of them use brothel maikos to collect money and pay taxes according to regulations.

As long as the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect don't do anything that hurts people's lives, the imperial court will generally not intervene.

Therefore, the development of the Hehuan Sect has always been good.

Especially in the last few hundred years, Yan Diejiao, the new suzerain of the Hehuan Sect, has improved the double cultivation skills of the past dynasties on the basis of her predecessors, and created the unique skill of drawing water by the dragon.

It also brings faster cultivation speed and better experience to the majority of female cultivators.

There is also a rumor that Yan Diejiao, who created the dragon drawing water technique, still maintains a perfect body until now.

Such rumors are very popular among storytellers, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the fake!

at this time.

Inside the gate of Hehuan Sect.

In a very spacious room, a woman was sitting on the main seat, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned.

The woman has an alluring face.

Dan lips are small, agar nose is condensed, and a pair of beautiful light red eyes are like flames.

People want to get close, but worry about being burned by the fire.

Its natural sense of nobility makes people feel inferior just by looking at it, but the fiery figure is extremely eye-catching.

Few people know that this glamorous existence is none other than Yan Diejiao, the patriarch of the Hehuan Sect. She looks only about 20 years old, which is the most beautiful age for a woman.

Below the main seat.

An old woman over sixty years old was kneeling on the ground tremblingly with her back bent.

He didn't dare to raise his head at all.

"Du Rou, I trust you to give you the sacred relic of the sect."

Yan Diejiao said with a bit of resentment, "And you lost the sacred objects of the sect, so let's talk about it."

Hear the suzerain's inquiry.

Du Rou, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Sect Master, I am indeed at fault. It's just that people from the imperial court intervened, so I accidentally lost the sacred object!"

"What, people from the imperial court actually intervened?"

On Yan Diejiao's delicate cheeks, there was a look of surprise, but it disappeared in just a moment.

Du Rou didn't dare to hide anything, and told the whole story.

"I tell the suzerain, the powerful effect of the sacred object has greatly increased the effect of drawing water for us girls in heaven and earth, and many mortal men have been sucked dry of their yang energy."

"The imperial court noticed it very quickly, and then sent His Royal Highness Xiang Wang who specially restrained me, and invited several monks from the orthodox sect."

"One of them stole the holy object quietly when I was confronting His Royal Highness King Xiang!"

After saying this, Du Rou's head drooped even more.

For this incident, she absolutely has an inescapable responsibility.

Sure enough, Yan Diejiao sneered and said, "Du Rou, if I'm not wrong, you used this time to find a good-looking male cultivator for Xuanxuan, right?"

"...All the faults are my fault, I hope the suzerain will punish me!"

Yan Diejiao fell silent.

Her pale red eyes were as calm as water, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

After a long time.

Yan Diejiao sighed lightly and said: "The guy who stole the sacred objects of the sect, do you have his portrait?"

"Yes! Of course! Please take a look at the suzerain!"

Du Rou knew that this hurdle should be over.

Hastily took out the portrait rubbed from Liu Xuanxuan, and carefully handed it to Yan Diejiao, for fear that the portrait would fly away suddenly.

After Yan Diejiao took the portrait.

Some looked casually, and then were slightly taken aback.

The face of the man in the painting is too handsome, almost like a reincarnation of a fairy, it is impossible to move his eyes away, and his heart sinks deeply into it.

Does such a beautiful man really exist in the world?

"Du Rou, are you sure that the person in the painting is the one who stole the sacred object?" Yan Die asked suspiciously.

After all, the man in the painting is too perfect.

If it really existed, she seriously suspected that she would not be able to hold it back, and would use all the power of the clan to snatch it back, and then accept it as the wife of the sect.

"Sovereign, I am absolutely not lying!"

"The man in this painting was rubbed from the saint's memory, please check it out, suzerain!"

Yan Diejiao was overjoyed.

But on the surface, it still looks glamorous.

"Then... what sect does this person come from, have you investigated it clearly?"

"This……"

"What?" Yan Diejiao raised her brows, "Can't we tell his identity?"

Du Rou secretly groaned in Yan Diejiao's questioning, but she still replied truthfully: "Sovereign, this person's identity, I will naturally investigate clearly."

"Daotian Sword Sect, Jiang Feng!"

"Jiang Feng?"

Yan Diejiao whispered softly, she felt as if she had heard of this name somewhere.

However, I can't remember it at all.

Seeing that her suzerain couldn't remember, Du Rou immediately reminded: "Master suzerain, this Jiang Feng, he is a disciple of Ziyue, Zizhufeng Ji of Daotian Sword Sect..."

"Ji Ziyue, is that her?!"

Yan Diejiao's fiery heart was extinguished in an instant.

If Jiang Feng is really Ji Ziyue's disciple, then don't even think about trying to get him, even if the whole sect gets involved, he won't be able to move him.

Du Rou still knelt on the ground.

However, he always felt that the air around him seemed to be much colder.

After a long time.

Yan Diejiao's voice came from above the main seat: "Forget it, I will figure out a solution for the sacred object, but if you lose the sacred object this time, you will be punished to stay by the saint's side until this seat refines a new sacred object!"

"Sect Master is wise!"

Du Rou heaved a sigh of relief and asked her to stay beside Liu Xuanxuan, never leaving her.

This punishment was almost nothing to her.

"Well, you go down first."

"Yes!"

"and many more!"

Just as Du Rou was about to leave the room, she was suddenly stopped again.

When she turned around, the cold sweat on her back wet her clothes in an instant, and her heart beat a beat slower. She was almost fainted from the fright.

Unexpectedly, Yan Diejiao said: "... Is there still a portrait of Jiang Feng?"

Du Rou: "..."

……

Daotian Sword Sect.

Purple Bamboo Peak.

In another day, the secret realm will open.

At that time, righteous monks will join this grand event, and Jiang Feng will also stay quietly in his room.

Improve your strength as much as possible.

At this time, what he was holding in his hand was the Qingxuan Pill that was returned from a critical strike.

Just as he was about to take the elixir, he felt a little chill on his body, as if he was being watched by someone.

"No, I won't be attracted by another female cultivator, right?"

Jiang Feng frowned.

Somehow, he felt that things were not simple.

……