After dressing as a villain, I helped the whole family clean up

Chapter 150 It's All Bubbles

"Only in this way can everyone's potential be stimulated. Those with high abilities will be rewarded with high rewards. Those without abilities can only be jealous. Turn grief and anger into motivation, constantly improve their abilities, and compete positively."

"Only by going back and forth like this can the village flourish."

Luo Yingying confessed all the thoughts in her heart, making Sang Yu nod repeatedly: "Okay, as long as it is something you decide, I will stand by your side unconditionally."

Sang Yu's words touched Luo Yingying's heart, like a spring breeze blowing across the ice, slowly melting her heart...

The two chatted for a long time, thinking about the future, and waited until late at night when Qing Yue urged them to go back to their houses.

That night, all that appeared in Sang Yu's mind was Luo Yingying's confident and kind-hearted appearance, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep.

"call out--"

Suddenly, a bunch of cold arrows penetrated the window and hit the wooden stake.

Sang Yu turned over and sat up on the bed, his eyes were focused on Leng Jian, and he instantly realized that it was something from the palace.

He immediately got up and took out the arrow, with a letter on it.

Before Sang Yu opened it, he already felt something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, the content of the letter only revolved around one theme, King Yan's warning to him.

Although it was very polite in both words and deeds, with a completely good attitude for him, there was a warning in it.

As if every word in this letter represented that his father kept reminding him not to forget his mission.

This caused an inexplicable boredom to arise in his heart, and all the ease and joy disappeared.

He really couldn't understand, the people of Sun Moon Sect were so good, why did his father insist on holding on? !
Anger welled up in his heart, and the letter paper in his hand was torn to pieces.

Fragments of letter paper flew in the air and fell to the ground, just like his current situation, it seems that only by tearing his heart in half can everyone be satisfied...

He thumped his taekwondo heavily on the table, and the pain instantly swept through his whole body.

It was this feeling that made him calm down slowly.

Looking at the fragments on the ground, there was a trace of bitterness between his brows and eyes.

He sighed helplessly, bent down and picked up all these fragments, threw them into the lamp beside them, and burned them all.

But he was absent-minded and accidentally missed a small part, and these fragments were lying in the hidden place at the foot of the table...

Sang Yu tossed and turned that night, not knowing when he fell asleep.

But as soon as the next day dawned, he opened his eyes on time and never felt sleepy again.

But the boredom in his heart didn't ease at all. He was afraid that others would see his abnormality. In desperation, he could only find a quiet place to practice martial arts, hoping to restore himself to normal.

Not long after he left, Chen Changle came to look for him.

Chen Changle wore a long robe, walked unhurriedly, and held a textbook in his hand. He had some questions that he couldn't figure out, so he came to Sang Yu to answer them.

But he didn't expect that he came late, and there was no figure of Sang Yu in the room.

Although he couldn't figure out where the other party had gone, he decided to wait here.

He sat casually on the wooden stool, just about to pour himself a glass of water, but the moment he left, his eyes were attracted by the shredded paper on the ground.

The current Chen Changle deals with these things every day, and he immediately recognizes that it is letter paper.

He was surprised, didn't Sang Yu escape from famine, and who would write to him?
Doubt took root in his heart, causing him to bend down and pick up the pieces.

A few words were written in pieces on it.

He subconsciously read out: "My mission...is a cult, witch..."

In an instant, Chen Changle realized that something was wrong.

In a panic, he hurriedly put away the pieces, picked up the book and ran out.

There is only one thought in my heart, inform the lady!

At this time, Luo Yingying had just woken up and was about to have breakfast. When she saw Chen Changle walking towards this side in a panic with her clothes on, she warmly greeted her: "It's early in the morning, you smelled the smell of rice. right?"

With a smile on her face, she welcomed people inside.

Chen Changle was full of anxiety, stood at the door and paused, hesitant to speak.

Luo Yingying was a little puzzled, and then saw him looking around, and trotted in after making sure that there was no one else around.

Luo Yingying staggered back a step, and Chen Changle closed the door of the room.

This series of actions made Luo Yingying dumbfounded, she had never seen Chen Changle so flustered.

"What's the matter?" Luo Yingying comforted her softly, thinking that Sang Yu was bullying him again.

Chen Changle did not answer in a hurry, but took out the scraps of letter paper in his arms, and put them in front of Luo Yingying with both hands: "Miss, look! I found these in Sang Yu's room."

Luo Yingying looked down, at this moment, she already had the answer in her heart.

It's just that when I touched these fragments, my heart suddenly tugged.

The words on the fragments fell into her eyes, which really made her guess right...

Everything that happened last night was like a bubble, blown away.

It turned out that Sang Yu had always been in touch with King Yan, but it was well hidden.

But this time, unfortunately, he was negligent, didn't handle his tail properly, and let others find out.

Every word in the letter touches her nerves, but Luo Yingying knows very well that now is not the time to startle the snake.

Especially exposing Sang Yu's true intentions in front of others is a dangerous move, she can't take the risk.

Seeing Luo Yingying's hesitation, Chen Changle felt useless from the bottom of his heart: "Miss! What are you waiting for?! Let's lead people to rush there now! Are you afraid that he will fail alone?!"

He proposed excitedly, but Luo Yingying smiled, as if she didn't take this matter to heart, and put the fragment back into his palm.

"Changle, you are making too much of a fuss. Brother Ayu usually likes to study the art of war. He wrote these for fun."

"What kind of witch? From a cult, I guess he just wants to put himself into the situation more realistically, so as to stimulate his potential."

Luo Yingying sat back at the table and picked up her chopsticks.

He pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was already flustered to the point of being overwhelmed.

Chen Changle froze there, he didn't expect that the young lady would defend Sang Yu.

But this matter is very important, he can't be easily fooled by a few words, and hurried forward: "But miss, this kind of thing would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"

This kind of truth that even he understands, doesn't the miss understand? !
The more Chen Changle spoke, the more excited he became. Luo Yingying turned around and glanced at him with a slight smile on her face: "Okay, sit down first, and I'll talk to you slowly."

Chen Changle could only suppress his excitement, and sat opposite her.

Luo Yingying served him a bowl of porridge, and acted as Sang Yu's lobbyist.

(End of this chapter)