Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Zhongzhou Tiange.

A man wearing a ghost mask looked at the letter in his hand, and immediately laughed, insanely.

"Jiang Tianzhe, you are still as arrogant as you were in the past!! Do you want me to dispatch Tiange with a letter, or kill a second-rank person?"

"Even if I want to help you, I'm afraid no one will pick it up."

After saying that, he waved his hand, looked at the messenger in the hall and said with a sneer, "Go back and tell him that he is not qualified."

But the originally obedient messenger suddenly raised his head with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then what if..."

But before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and the messenger's neck slid down diagonally.

Immediately, blood stained the ground red.

"What I hate the most is a self-righteous person like you."

"Do you still think you are Jiang Tianzhe? Even if he came in person, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that."

However, at this moment, an extra figure appeared on the beam of the house.

"Yo, it's that bastard who made the third master angry. Tell the slave family, the slave family will kill him for you."

"Sister-in-law is joking, but younger brother doesn't dare."

"Pfft, what sister-in-law, I have nothing to do with your elder brother. If you do this again, the slave family will be angry."

Saying that, the figure on the beam landed lightly in the arms of the ghost-masked man, and gently stroking with jade hands, it landed on the chest of the ghost-masked man.

The ghost-masked man froze, and said calmly, "Sister-in-law, please respect yourself."

The figure sighed slightly.

"It's boring."

After saying that, she got up from the ghost-masked man, but I don't know if she did it on purpose, the moment she got up, the jade hand passed somewhere inadvertently.

Immediately, the ghost-masked man let out a slight groan.

The figure smiled slightly, and picked up the letter on the table.

"Jiang Tianzhe, Xiao...Yan."

"Interesting, I took this task."

"Oh? This task is not easy. Xiao Yan is a descendant of Qingjian Peak, so it is difficult to deal with, and there is no reward for this. Sister-in-law is interested?"

"Why not, Xiao Yan, he sounds like a handsome young man, the slave family likes this kind of young man the most."

"But brother?"

"Let him alone, anyway, I'll accept the task."

After speaking, the woman turned and left.

"Xiao...Yan. Hehe, it turns out that your name is Xiao Yan. It's really interesting."

It was hot at the end of May, with trees and canopies, but Yunyao Village was frighteningly cold.

In such a huge village, apart from broken walls, there is not even a single weed.

Chu Qianqian and Xiao Yan walked among the "ruins" one after the other.

Xiao Yan knew that although Chu Qianqian had asked Da Neng to requiem the name of Yunyao Village back then.

However, hundreds of people were killed that night, and even this piece of land has resentment, so it is impossible for any grass to grow in the wasteland of this village for 50 years.

The two of them didn't walk for long before they arrived at a huge grave in the center of the village.

Xiao Yan glanced at it, and stopped following, but looked around.

In a few more hours, people from Tiange might be coming.

It's just that according to the script, he should have sensed Jiang Tianzhe's aura when he entered the village, but he didn't appear.

"Jiang Tianzhe, that bastard, didn't follow me, did he?"

But don't wait for him to think about it.

An extremely desolate but unstable wave of sword intent suddenly came from the tomb.

Shocked, Xiao Yan went straight over the low wall in front of him, and the scene inside the tomb was immediately captured by his eyes.

He thought it was someone from Tiange who arrived early, but he didn't expect that Chu Qianqian was the only one inside.

Chu Qianqian held Wuyou in her hand, as if she was dancing some kind of sword technique. With her as the center, the area covered by the azure spiritual power began to expand, but the azure spiritual power in her body was passing away extremely quickly.

Although Xiao Yan couldn't see what kind of formation it was, but seeing the resentment wafting from the ground of the tomb, he immediately understood it! !

Xiao Yan's pupils narrowed sharply, and he stepped forward with cloud steps, and stopped Chu Qianqian's desperate sword dance with a palm.

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing? With your cultivation, how can you get rid of the resentment here?"

Chu Qianqian broke away from Xiao Yan's big hand, trembling slightly: "I'm not crazy!! You shouldn't have interrupted me!!"

"Xiao Yan, I just want to carry a big tree for them, I can do it just for the resentment of a grave!!"

"Then do you know where the source of grievances in this village is? It's the tomb in front of you. If you want to purify the tomb, it's equivalent to purifying all the grievances in the entire village. Do you think you can do it?!" Xiao Yan felt Chu Qianqian was probably crazy.

She is a sword cultivator, you let her suppress and kill her grievances, and you still want to purify them?Want to fart? !

"If you don't try, how will you know it won't work?"

After saying that, she mentioned Wuyou, and danced again, and the resentment on the ground of the tomb radiated from the ground again, but her spiritual power flow this time was twice as much as before.

Xiao Yan: Convex

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth angrily, why is this little girl so stubborn? !

He raised Jiuli and cut her off with a sword again.

Chu Qianqian's eyes were red this time.

"Xiao Yan!! I'll try it, what's hindering you?!"

"You hurt yourself like this, you're in the way of me!!" Xiao Yan didn't know where the anger came from at the moment, and yelled at the pitiful Chu Qianqian in front of him.

Chu Qianqian was also taken aback by his sudden anger, and a tear flowed out of her beautiful eyes, which were originally full of autumn water.

"Don't cry, you're ugly."

"Isn't it just to purify the resentment, I'll help you."

Xiao Yan raised his hand and roughly wiped away the tears on Chu Qianqian's face, turned around and left Jiuli.

After a while, Jiuli flew back and brought back a piece of bamboo.

Xiao Yan made a flute with two strokes.

"You take care, don't use your sword dance anymore, it's ugly too!"

Chu Qianqian stared blankly at Xiao Yan, who was already flying and standing in the middle of the courtyard, raised her hand, and rudely wiped away the tears that fell from the other side.

And the next second.

Xiao Yan put the flute to his mouth, and a long flute sound floated out.

Chu Qianqian pouted, "It's so ugly."

Xiao Yan also frowned, as if it was a bit unpleasant.

But the problem is not big, the flute is just a carrier.

What matters is the "Requiem" delivered.

Following Xiao Yan's ugly flute sound, wisps of milky white spiritual power drifted into the air, and then disappeared in the ground. With the disappearance of this spiritual power, there were bursts of "stabbing" sounds on the ground .

Xiao Yan's fingering changed a little faster in his mind, and since then "Requiem" has entered the second stage, disillusionment.

But the next second, he was stunned.

Because this voice is really ugly to him! ! !