After Waking up Beside the Villain

    In a small town in northern Hebei, the white wall outside the gate of the Wulin League was empty for three months. Today, another expert finally came out and posted the list.

    The people around the tea stalls and restaurants were surprised, and they all gathered around, and in the blink of an eye, this long street that was not spacious was crowded.

    "Without news for three months, I thought the Wulin League had collapsed!"

    "It's been empty for three months, and the three major lists that came this time must have undergone earth-shaking changes!"

    "How could there be no earth-shattering changes in the battle at the Imperial City of Shangjing?"

      A little bit of fun.

    The three martial arts experts who were able to make the list smoothed the list, turned around and retreated, and the surrounding was even more exclamations and voices.

    "Look at the list of immortals! The world's first immortal has changed!"

    "What? Li Youzhen really fell in the first battle of Shangjing?"

    "Li Youzhen is still alive, he was seriously injured and fled, and his whereabouts are unknown, but his realm has been knocked down, and he is no longer a wandering immortal!"

    "It is indeed a great battle, there are twenty-two immortals in the world, after this battle, there are actually three less! The rest of the people are still alive, and their rankings have also changed greatly!"

    "The 'Judge' Pei Xinfang Pei Zhuangzhu has become a veritable number one person in the world. He joined forces with Xie Family ancestor 'Dragon Slayer' Xie Fei to kill the 'Night Lord' of the Longevity Sect in one battle. Star, hit 'Beidoutian' Li Yuzhen - this record is simply sensational!"

     "More than ten years ago, some people said that Tulongjian was about to end his lifespan and could no longer be shot. Who would have thought that this shot would result in the death and injury of the two great immortals. It's just that after the war , I'm afraid Tu Longjian won't work anymore, I have a good friend who came to Beijing last month and said that the Xie family has been covered with veil..."

    "The Nightmare Lord secretly infiltrated Shangjing and participated in this Battle of Immortals?"

    "More!"

    "It is said that there are also immortals from the North Desert and the Western Regions. Some are masters secretly found by Beidoutian or the Emperor, and some are invited by the Alliance of Aristocrats to help..."

    "Human Sovereign casts the sword of the emperor with the dragon veins, and risks the world's great injustice. Even if he is a wandering immortal, he will attract all parties to encircle and suppress it. This time his death is really not wrong! If there are no two emperors The dragon energy at the end of the sword is returned, and now the world is still uncertain what it will look like."

    "Dingdan and Hanshen died too much."

    "It is said that there were monsters from outside the sky at that time, but for some reason, they all dissipated in the blink of an eye..."

    "That day really changed the world..."

      A stark contrast was formed.

    Unconsciously, the plates and glasses were bottomed out.

    The man in white put down his chopsticks and thought: "Next month, let's try the sword and go to Shu. The Shushan Sword Sect has sent three messages in a row to remind me, I can't stand this trouble."

    "Good."

    The man in the green shirt took a sip of warm wine and replied lightly.

    "Yan Xuanji sent a letter yesterday, saying that she had sent Li Wu's head to Wugou Villa, and she also wanted to leave for Shu. Xi Feiming and Juechen killed foreign demons in Shangjing and broke through Dingdan. Let’s go back to the sect. The younger sister of the Sword Cave is getting married, and Lin Ce and Fang Jingyou have already gone.”

    The man in white said casually, and smiled with curved lips: "Who would have thought that the emperor Li Wu, who has become a wandering immortal, did not die under the judge's pen, nor under the sword of the Xie family, but Is it because a small Ding Dan fought for his life and beheaded his head on the way to escape from a serious injury?"

    "No storyteller dares to make it up like this."

    "Unfortunately, after Yan Xuanji's battle, her secret art was depleted too much, and she only had five years of life left. Qianshan Mansion had high hopes for her, thinking that with her aptitude, this life would be at least the peak of Dingdan. Of course, things are impermanent.”

    The green shirt said: "But Miss Yan has no regrets."

    The man in white chuckled lightly: "That's natural. If I were Yan Xuanji, I would have done it for the sake of Chu Chu."

    The cold wind after the winter snow blows into the window, floating the placket and sleeves.

    Chu Yunsheng raised his hand to pour the wine, ignoring Xie Chengyun's teasing.

    Three months is too much to happen.

      Li Youzhen was seriously injured and fled, Xie Fei died soon, Pei Xinfang chased and killed Li Wu, and many other immortals confronted him because of their different positions.

    The final result is not satisfactory.

    Li Youzhen is no longer a wandering immortal. Xie family killed Mu Yuexin and severely injured Li family, which is also considered revenge. Li Wu fled on the verge of death, but was hit by Yan Xuanji by accident.

    After Zhou Tianzijian was exhaled by Chu Yunsheng's breath, and Lijia Tianzijian returned to the dragon veins, together to make up the mountains and rivers, everything came back to life.

    Rong Ange's body dies, Ji Anbai returns to Taixu View, and will eventually get rid of the shadow of his previous life.

    After everything was broken, it was reborn.

     There are always old people going and new people coming.

    The blue shirt and white robes rolled up, Xie Chengyun threw a cup and went downstairs.

    The world turns into clouds and rain, the wild geese come and go

    …

    A lifetime of a ranger in the rivers and lakes, and a peaceful old age.

    Perhaps when the carrier pigeon appeared, Yin Zheng had already used the ability to manifest his own consciousness only once. When the two were dying, Xie Chengyun did not show any strange behavior, just looked at Chu Yun Sheng's eyes are full of nostalgia, just like the previous worlds.

    The vitality gradually dissipated, and the thinking was stagnant.

    Chu Yunsheng's brain and spirit felt a trance fall.

    In the darkness of nothingness, he could feel that he was falling, like falling into the abyss, like walking in the depths of the universe, out of control, and nowhere to focus.

    Unconsciously.

    Stars floated from his side and behind, splendid and bright, flickering with blurry light and shadow.

    Chu Yunsheng's heart rose with a hint of enlightenment.

    These are his memory fragments, all memory fragments.

    The counterattack of the virus carrier pigeons seems to be huge, but in fact it is only the end of the battle.

    This world is not so much the final killing game carefully designed by the carrier pigeons, but rather the final trap set by the virus that disappeared from memory.

      memory screen.

    It's just that those pictures, like the floating stars all over the body, are bright but not clear enough, and they lack a thread that can connect them one by one.

    Chu Yunsheng looked at the top of his head subconsciously.

    A familiar line of text slowly emerged there.

    "Mission: Change Yin Zheng's fate, completion rate is 85%. Please choose whether to enter the next world and continue the mission. Yes/No."

    Chu Yunsheng had never observed this line of words so seriously, he felt that it was very familiar, but it was not the familiarity accumulated from one world to another.

    He pondered for a long time and answered the old question.

    "Yes."

    …

    It was a dream.

    Chu Yunsheng was soberly aware of this.

    But it wasn't his dream.

    He gradually regained consciousness from the drowsiness. He knew that he should have arrived in a brand new world, but the consciousness that spread out could not clearly perceive his limbs and torso. But he vaguely knew that he had a normal body.

    The eyelids were lifted as hard as they could, but there was no weight, only a faint red shadow.

      Nose, to erode and pollute him.

    Music and whispers drifted out of nowhere, psychedelic and frenetic, hoarse and twisted.

    He knew that he opened his mouth wide, gasping for breath, trying to grab the thin oxygen to relieve this crazy and desperate suffocation.

    Suddenly, those red shadows exploded—

    They exploded into countless eyeballs.

     A group of ugly monsters.

    No, it's not a monster, it's supposed to be a brain.

    Grey, twisted, insane evil.

    Bright red flesh, rugged ravines, and evil eyeballs, it trembles smoothly, strangely sucking will and spirit.

      He had a splitting headache and growled hoarsely.

    "Ho, ho-ho!"

    In the indescribable pain, Chu Yunsheng sensed the sudden spasms of his body and opened his eyes suddenly.

    In the slightly swaying field of vision, there is no light group, no tide, no eyeballs and brains, only a pale ceiling submerged in the dark night.

    This world seems a little unusual.

    This is an ordinary and humble single dormitory.

    The walls on four sides are gray and white, mottled and peeled, and some places are stained with yellow or dark stains, which are old and dirty. The one-meter-two hard board bed was attached to the corner.

    Next to the bed is a set of worn wooden tables and chairs with dark red old paint. There was a laptop with a dark screen on the table, and countless piles of books, papers, and archives.

    Across the table and chairs is an old-fashioned large wardrobe with a mirror. The door of the cabinet is half-open, and it can be seen that there are only a few clothes hanging inside, which looks a bit empty.

    A ceiling fan, half black and half white, hung in a small open space in the center of the room, swayed by the movement from nowhere, and made a soft creaking sound.

      The severe pain in the head was also swept away like dust, and it was a lot more awake.

    He sat on the bed against the wall, closed his eyes, and calmed down the pain caused by the opening nightmare.

    After about twenty seconds, he moved his limbs, lowered his legs stiffly, stepped into the leather shoes placed by the bed, and planned to open the curtains to observe the outside world and receive the memory of the original body and the original plot of this world.

     But at this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching in the corridor outside the door.

    "Boom!"

    The door was knocked hard, the rhythm was fast and anxious, as if there was an inexplicable panic.

    Chu Yunsheng stared at the door panel, silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice: "Who?"

     There was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

    A deadly sense of terror suddenly spread in this small space.

    Chu Yunsheng's expression darkened slightly, he picked up the chair with one hand, and slowly approached the door.

    However, as he approached, there was a loud bang on the door again.

    He paid attention to the sound of the knock on the door to judge the position of the outsider, raised his hand to hold the door handle.

    Suddenly, his palm lost its hard metal touch.

    Chu Yunsheng lowered his head and found that the doorknob he was holding was strangely twisted and soft. Hooping hard, it seems to be twisted!

    No pain.

    Chu Yunsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and cold sweat rolled down from his forehead—it was a dream, it was just a dream just now.

    He slowly raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

    Sit up, the surrounding environment is exactly the same as in the dream, the only difference is that the table in the room is not honestly leaning against the bed, but a bunch of things on it are swept off , After moving to the door, he firmly pressed against the door, as if defending against some terror that might break in.

    Chu Yunsheng exhaled, and did not feel any stinging pain or confusion and ignorance from his current body, no accident, this should no longer be a dream in a dream.

    He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, ready to receive memories and plots.

    At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

    Chu Yunsheng turned to look at the door.

      ? Some samples of Subject 001 are missing again, and the data shows confusion..."