How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 1

A little drizzle fell on the branches of the willows, and then the rumble of thunder resounded through the sky and the earth. Gray clouds enveloped the vast mountains, and the sky and the earth seemed to have lost their brilliance.

The story always seems to start from the rainy day.

Dayan Dynasty, the hinterland of Yazhou.

Heibaru Mountain was originally an unnamed barren mountain in Yazhou. It was rumored that a powerful monster escaped and fell here before Jiazi.

In just a few years, this small green hill was soaked into a black mountain by the monks' blood. In the end, the imperial court guarded the mountain and cleared it of visitors, and named the mountain Heiba ​​Mountain.

One Jiazi suddenly passed, and Heiba ​​Mountain returned to silence, and no one was harmed anymore.

until,

today!

"Report to the counselor! The peregrine falcon is here to report!"

The night was still dark, the rain was ringing, and the ancient bamboo forest road under the Black Bark Mountain was pitch black. Several armored guards in brocade clothes and iron helmets were guarding with knives. The leader turned around after hearing the words, with a slightly anxious voice:
"Read!"

Under the trembling torch, Jiawei took out a piece of oil paper from his arms, carefully turned sideways to cover the wind and rain, and read:

"Fifteen miles away from here, the princess's chariots and horses were found. All the guards died tragically. The princess is missing. In addition, the village at the foot of the mountain is empty, with blood everywhere but no corpses. It is suspicious."

Speaking of this soldier, he kept silent, and the head counselor turned his back and looked at the precarious mountain top.

"The mountain is awake."

Thunder fell, and a corner of the eaves was faintly exposed from the top of the mountain.

This is a secluded ancient temple, the eaves are covered with moss, except for the dilapidated window lattices rattling by the mountain wind, there seems to be no obvious signs of decay.

Water droplets fell from the eaves, splashing scarlet water on the bluestone slab.

Inside and outside the threshold, in the muddy ground, there were more than a dozen corpses lying casually, all of them were men in black who were furious and unwilling to die.

Inside the temple is a secluded area, and a magnificent stone statue of an immortal teacher can be vaguely seen in the middle, hidden in the darkness, and a figure sits with a sword under the incense table.

This figure is slender, with long hair covering his face, through the wet hair on his forehead, one can faintly see the undetectable trembling of the curved eyelashes.

At his feet was a silver mask broken in half.

"cold."

The voice is thin and cold, like the wind in the mountains.

"It's so cold, who turns on the air conditioner when it's raining?"

Following this dream, he shivered, and the long sword that was supporting his body fell from his hand.

Boom!
The hilt of the sword fell to the ground with an ear-piercing sound, and the figure lost its support and immediately fell to the ground, letting out a cry of pain, and finally opened a gap in the slender eyes.

"Ok?"

What caught the eye was two bright wooden doors that were shaken by the strong wind, and lightning flashed outside the door, illuminating the haze in the forest, making it look weird and gloomy.

"."

Murong Jingyan's eyes were dull, then she smiled and said in her heart:

Hehe, it was really exciting, and we all went back to our hometown.

Go on sleep go on sleep.

"."

Lying quietly on the ground, the sound of rain falling in my ears and the cold pain on my cheeks made those willow-leaf eyebrows twitch non-stop.

Until a dog barked!
Woow!

"Hey! Who is playing a prank! Do you know that I have to work overtime tonight to catch up on the draft!"

Murong Jingyan couldn't help but sat up, and felt something was wrong as soon as she uttered her throat, feeling like she was covering her mouth.

Because the sound is really
"Woooo!?"

In an instant, she felt dizzy for a while, sporadic memories flooded into her mind without saying hello, Murong Jingyan forced her hands on the altar of the Xianjia to barely stabilize her figure.

【Nanxiang Academy. Princess Emerald City】

[Let's go, young master! ! ! 】

Taking a long breath, Murong Jing's face turned pale. This intermittent memory is not complete, it should be a very crucial memory.

As a writer, an outrageous thought flashed through his head:

"My soul is worn?"

Murong Jingyan, this is the young boss of a writing company.

Started a business after graduation, and the studio coaxed and deceived a total of four employees, but unexpectedly the mask debuted as soon as the salute was fired, and the world was an enemy when it opened!
Just a few days ago, he was unwilling to go out in person, relying on his eloquent tongue, the Burmese businessman possessed finally talked about cooperation.

It turned out that there were thousands of calculations. I didn't expect that Party A's inspection team would raid the studio. Party A's father had five people, and Party B actually had two people. Looking around, his [-]-square-meter mansion can be said to be overcrowded!

With the sound of the suona, the venue closed down, and he, who was allergic to alcohol, unrestrainedly opened a bottle of pineapple beer, and arrived here when he woke up.

"The 17-year-old Murong Jingyan? Jingyan sounds like me."

"Huh, isn't that right!?"

"Is the young master or the princess?"

Hearing her murmur, Murong Jing suddenly felt bad, and immediately performed a self-examination, and her brows gradually relaxed.

When he came back, he was still an innocent little virgin.

"Cough! Cough cough! Why, how come someone is still in the voice change period at the age of 17. It's strange. Ah... It hurts."

Although he had a forced smile, the cold sweat on his forehead was not concealed. The internal organs of this already weak body seemed to have been drained of strength, and it kept shaking as the body temperature dropped.

Murong Jingyan looked around, and found that it was a desolate temple, with wind leaking everywhere, and the rain outside the temple was as heavy as the night Ning Caichen grew up, and the stone statues of immortal masters in the temple were covered with black moss, which made people shudder.

Fortunately, the two-year entrepreneurship has brought not only the happiness of Huabei installment, but also made Murong Jingyan the optimistic family patriarch, so that she would not be scared to death on the spot.

No, I can't sleep anymore.

Intuition told Murong Jingyan that this place was not a safe place to live, and there was a faint smell in the air, even the rain and fog couldn't blow it away.

She wanted to stand up, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead, Murong Jingyan could only hold the incense stand with her hands and stood up with difficulty. In Murong Jingyan's eyes, her forearms were like two ivory carved from jade, thin and white.

Um?Worse than the previous life.

After finally standing up and taking a few deep breaths, Murong Jingyan noticed that there were many rotten fruits on the messy incense stand, the collapsed food niche, and the incense stuck in the incense burner.
Three chicken feathers?

"Who is so wicked?."

While speaking, Murong Jingyan was finally able to stand up with her waist supported, it didn't matter if she got up this time, she happened to meet the copper lotus seat at the foot of the stone statue from the corner of her eye.

There was a thunder, the mountain wind poured in, and the long hair danced wildly.

In a trance, Murong Jingyan saw the real fairy from the floating image.

Dark clouds stacked on the temples, phoenix eyes and peach cheeks, light eyebrows smudged like ink, between the narrow and long phoenix eyes, there seemed to be thousands of soft waters hidden in them, it was a delicate and graceful face.

It will make people feel ashamed at a glance.

Especially with shaved sideburns and a slightly pale complexion
Even if Fa Hai sees him, he has to grow his beard and hair, and ask the girl if you lack a man.

Murong Jingyan's cheeks were slightly red. Although he had never seen any big stars, he also understood that this face was absolutely inferior to a star. Such a beautiful person should
Ok?
Who is this?

"..thick pear!"

After reacting, Murong Jingyan's pupils shrank slightly, and she immediately patted her hands on the copper platform to feel around. The cold touch from her palms was like an electric shock, which made her heart beat wildly.

Junior high school physics told him that this is mirror reflection.

"This, where the hell is this!!!"

Taking two steps back, the sound of thunder and rain outside was still so clear, but Murong Jingyan's heart was already chilled. After seeing this face, he really accepted the fact that he changed his appearance and was no longer in the 21st century.

"My parents are still there, why did they come here like this?"

"This is back to ancient times? Which dynasty?"

Looking down, he saw that his white silk robe was embroidered with a phoenix pattern. Although it was torn to pieces by knives and axes and soaked in blood, it could still be seen that he came from a famous family.

Rao Murong Jingyan has written articles for several years, and knows a lot of ancient clothing, but she can't tell what dynasty and generation it is, but it can only be said that the young man looks like a fairy.

Biting her lip, this is Murong Jingyan's habitual posture when she is in anxious thinking, but seeing herself reflected on the copper surface, she quickly changed her posture and raised her hand, standing in a splayed position and touching her chin.

The result is no beard.

Swish!Swish!
Just before Murong Jingyan became anxious, suddenly her ears moved slightly. Although this body was weak, all five senses seemed to be extremely sensitive.

Woow!

Another clear bark.

As his sight became more and more adapted, Murong Jingyan saw something seemed to be hanging on the door frame, looked left and right, picked up the long sword that fell from the ground, and weighed it in his hand.

This sword is slender and light as a feather, and its whole body is snow white. There is an azure sapphire engraved on the hilt. If it weren't for the faint blood stains on the blade, it would be like a work of art.

"Looks like I can learn martial arts."

Holding his breath and concentrating, Murong Jingyan bravely raised his long sword and began to walk out of the temple. The mountain wind became more and more violent, and the rips of his robe bulged, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Finally reaching the door, Murong Jingyan swallowed and leaned against the wall.

The outside of the temple was muddy, with dead bodies lying all over the place, and on the threshold was a severed hand holding a long knife.

If it wasn't for leaning against the door, Murong Jingyan felt that her legs were about to kneel, she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, she could only swallow her saliva dryly.

The cold ice rain slapped randomly on the face, Murong Jing's face was stiff, if he didn't put his left hand in his trouser pocket twice, he would subconsciously take out his phone and shake him.

Perhaps it was because the original owner was used to seeing big scenes, and his physical reaction was not strong, but he would inevitably panic in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Jingyan made a bold decision.

Instead of hiding from the rain in this ruined temple, it is better to look for clues and figure out the current situation.

Looking at the fairly clean boots on his feet, Murong Jingyan, who has always been fond of hooks, frowned. After a moment of hesitation, he stepped into the mud and walked among the corpses. He quickly realized the strangeness.

These men in black were dressed the same, so they should be from the same group.

But except for the two corpses in front of the temple facing the temple, which were obviously killed by outsiders, the rest of the corpses were all lying together in twos and threes, stabbing each other with swords, and it seemed that they died of cannibalism.

Ok?
Murong Jingyan noticed a corpse, this person was holding a golden knife, he was the one with the most corpses around him, he died in the beating with swords, he should be the leader of this group.

As soon as he squatted down, Murong Jingyan heard a strange sound coming from the forest again, it was the noise of wings vibrating, and his eyelids also twitched crazily.

"The left eye jumping for money is God's blessing, and the right eye jumping for disaster is a feudal superstition."

Putting his palms together and praying to the Buddha, Murong Jingyan hastily reached out and groped for this person.

"what?"

This time I really found something good from this person. It was a letter, the envelope had been soaked by rain, and I could barely see a few words when I carefully pulled out the letter paper.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, outside Luofeng County, intercept and kill Princess Yunli Duotianlou. After the incident is completed, Cuicheng will receive the reward."

After repeating it several times, Murong Jingyan thumped her head and sorted out her thoughts.

"Princess, princess?"

Memories came to mind like a knife, Murong Jingyan recalled the picture of herself sitting in the carriage, it seemed that there was a voice calling herself: princess.

I am the princess?

He has heard of male mothers and male nurses, but this is the first time he has heard of a male princess. Could it be that the world has different requirements for princesses?

Then this group of people came to kill themselves
Then I don't know why my own people killed my own people, and I explain everything here?
Just when Murong Jingyan was thinking wildly, she suddenly felt a chill in her back, and she was keenly aware of a pair of eyes watching her from the forest.

Cold sweat dripped down mixed with rain, Murong Jingyan subconsciously clenched the hilt of her sword, like a teacher holding a chalk head.

Turn slowly.

He saw a picture he will never forget.

Several bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, as if they were about to cut the night into pieces. Under the gloomy light of thunder, a huge pheasant was staring at him from the top of a tree.

I saw it opened its sharp beak, its big eyes were full of cunning, it drooped its two wings by its mouth, and let out a cock crow:
"Wow!!!!"

　Hello, old and new officials~
　　Long time no see, the book will be released on Friday today, so the contract will be signed next week, everyone can invest quickly!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)