But Shixiong Doesn’t Want To Be A Villain!

"Did you misunderstand something?"

After Bai Fanlu learned of the princess hug incident, he had to face the torture of public opinion sooner or later, but he did not expect that Wang Chongyu would be so single-handed and caught him by surprise.

Bai Fan thought about the wording on the road, pretending to walk over, and then he saw the thing on the table that should have been a piece of white paper, and he didn't know when it was painted on it.

"Is this you painted?" Bai Fanlu asked completely subconsciously.

But the other person's expression became more complicated, and he stopped him and said in a deep voice, "Brother, I am not a three-year-old kid anymore, so don't make a joke."

Bai Fanlu was puzzled, so he looked at the painting two more times. Not painted by Wang Chongyu? Who else can it be?

In the painting, the young man in white clothes who is exploring the flower and dancing sword has a very handsome and heroic face. The key is the blue yingying fire petal lotus in his palm. Only unique.

The person in this painting is Yun Zhan.

Will Wang Chongyu go to the Bai Fan Road House to paint Yun Zhan if he has nothing to do? Obviously impossible.

The brush strokes are smooth, as if they were done in one go, with thousands of emotions contained in thousands of pens and inks, lifelike, as if they would emerge from the painting in the next moment.

Needless to say, this was painted by the original owner.

Although this painting is not written in the novel, it is written that the original owner is good at painting. It's just that Bai Fanlu didn't understand, why did he see the paper before it was blank?

The look of him staring at the person in the painting and contemplating his eyebrows fell into Wang Chongyu's eyes, which is even more interesting.

"Sorry, I unlocked the spiritual lock of this painting without your permission."

Oh, Bai Fanlu suddenly, that's how it is!

Was locked up before, did you dare to love the original owner for fear of being seen by others? Hey, I'm so infatuated. It's a pity that I'm not good enough to meet people, otherwise, what a good pair of CPs.

Bai Fanlu cleared his throat, stopped those weird thoughts in his mind, and silently said twice, "Yun Zhan is a scumbag, and he will die if you fall in love with him."

Then calmly answered, "It's okay."

"Brother, you... really let him deliberately, right?"

Wang Chongyu seemed to be so obsessed with this painting, his fingers slowly moved across the paper.

Bai Fanlu was unknown, so I saw Wang Chongyu's finger pointing at the front of the man in the painting, "This white robe."

Bai Fanlu discovered that this painting is a color picture, because the blue sky is colored, but Yun Zhan in the painting is not in blue. The Yun Zhan that Bai Fanlu passed through is in blue, so he just saw it. The person in white in this painting didn't realize that it was Yun Zhan.

If you wear white clothes, you have not yet become the acting head, but Biluo Huashen can only happen after the acting head. Isn't this a contradiction?

Moreover, the original owner was injured by Yun Zhan lying on the bed and couldn't move his hands. It was impossible to get up and paint such a painting. The painting time of this painting should be before the competition.

Unless, when the original owner painted this painting, he had already predicted that Yun Zhan would win.

This...this emotional expression is really twists and turns, Bai Fanlu secretly smacks his tongue, but because of his quick brains, he can actually react.

"Yun Zhan is even better."

Bai Fanludao, through the novel, he knew that the original owner had deliberately let Yun Zhan, but it didn't make sense to talk about it here, besides, he really couldn't beat Yun Zhan now.

After thinking about it, it's not good to roll up the picture so that people can see and misunderstand it.

Seeing his serious movement, Wang Chongyu tightened his hands hidden behind his sleeves slightly, "It is also in the brother's painting?"

"Huh?" Bai Fanlu didn't understand.

"In the senior brother's painting, the master should be even better."

Bai Fanlu was startled, and the scrolling hand paused. What's the meaning? The original owner also painted Ling Qingzi?

Wang Chongyu stared at Bai Fanlu's drooping eyelashes, "I heard Master said, you want to go down the mountain with Yun Zhan?"

Bai Fanlu has no way to find out what the original owner has painted. These books do not go into details. Fortunately, Wang Chongyu is willing to take the initiative to bypass the topic and stop talking about paintings.

Bai Fanlu rolled his scroll and turned and plunged into the bamboo tube next to him, "There is a change in the world, please check."

"That's it?" Wang Chongyu asked.

Bai Fanlu was puzzled, how he felt that there was always something in his words.

Wang Chongyu stared at his slightly dodging eyes, and once again he would be wrong. "The juniors and siblings are all talking about you and Yun Zhan... that you and Yun Zhan...have been healing in Lingquan together, you will definitely become a Taoist companion in the future."

Lingquan again...

Bai Fanlu's brain hurts, and he must stay away from the pool in the future, and for the third time, he can't clean himself after jumping into the Qinhuai River.

"Junior..." Bai Fanlu struggled to explain how to explain the current predicament.

Wang Chongyu sighed slightly, his gentle face showed a little loneliness, "Brother, when have you been so unfamiliar with me?"

Bai Fanlu suddenly reacted, and the original owner had always called Wang Chongyu by his name, "Chongyu, sorry, I...I am confused."

Wang Chongyu looked at him deeply, and finally compromised, "I know, it's okay for the brother to be ill."

"Chongyu, can you do me a favor?"

The best solution now is to do something rather than say something. With the hundreds of years of love between the original owner and Wang Chongyu, Bai Fanlu took the initiative to ask for help, and the other party was really moved.

"Brother Dan said."

"My sword broke during the gluttonous fight. Can you build another one for me?"

"Naturally."

"That's great, let's go now."

Bai Fanlu took Wang Chongyu's arm and walked out. The other party was pulled by him, and did not move. The expression on his face finally returned to the usual peace.

Bai Fanlu didn't pay much attention to Wang Chongyu. The character in the book has no sense of existence. At first, the author described him as a gentleman of orchids and bamboo, low-key and reliable without showing sharpness. He often helped Ling Qingzi with his internal affairs, and his disciples also convinced him.

However, after Yun Zhan became the head, it seemed that Wang Chongyu had a good relationship with the original owner, which also weakened his existence in a targeted manner. It was a role that had no role in the beginning, but later it was written and written, and the author even forgot to give it. He ended.

So from the perspective of Bai Fanlu, he is currently only treated as an NPC.

And NPC is not important, but Bai Fanlu just walked out of the house, but suddenly remembered another important matter, his name to Wang Chongyu was wrong, then he treated Yun Zhan

It's over, the original owner didn't seem to call him "junior brother" when he was alone with Yun Zhan...

And that sentence: Brother, you seem to have forgotten one thing.

One thing...one thing...

Yun Zhan’s magical voice lingered until Bai Fanlu entered Qionglin. He racked his brains, wondering what to do when you see Yun Zhan tomorrow, or take the initiative to explain? Or continue to pretend to be stupid?

None of it seems very good.

Yun Zhan is not as foolish as Wang Chongyu.

"Brother, come here, how about this strain?"

As he was thinking, Bai Fanlu turned his mind when he heard Wang Chongyu's words and saw him standing under a tree, beckoning to himself.

The main trunk of the tree in front of me was blue and white, with slender branches and leaves, but there was no obvious difference from the nearby trees.

Bai Fan Road layman said, "If you say it is good, it will be fine."

Wang Chongyu smiled, "You are leaving tomorrow, and for the time being, you can only choose the Xushu first. I will look for you later and use Yushu to make a better one."

Bai Fanlu was about to say that having a sword is enough to defend himself, but he stopped. Although he didn't really want to go down the mountain to do anything, it was not appropriate to show it in front of Wang Chongyu.

"Alright, I would like to thank Chong Yu first."

"Senior brother, why be polite with me, wait a while, I will go and return."

Wang Chongyu raised his hand, and the towering giant tree in front of him heard the rustling sound of leaves, which seemed to be uprooted after 10,000 points of silver light. Only a round pit remained on the spot, but soon, a small sapling emerged from the pit.

In a short while, the trees in Qionglin grow quickly and disappear quickly. Compared with those century-old trees in the world, their lives are very short.

Bai Fan Road circled the tree pit twice, and in the blink of an eye, the sapling had grown to half a person's height.

Sure enough, Wang Chongyu came back soon, holding a piece of jade in each hand.

"The one on the left is thin and tough, and the one on the right is sharp, what kind of brother do you want?"

"The one on the left."

It doesn't sound easy to break, and it's more suitable for self-defense. He doesn't want to be in a situation again at a critical moment.

Wang Chongyu closed his right hand, leaving the one with his left, "Let's go, go to the casting furnace."

The caster furnace is right next to Qionglin, one of the four scenic spots of the immortal world, Qionglin side, refers to the colorful light that the caster furnace emits when refining extremely rare divine alchemy artifacts, which complements Qionglin’s thousand trees. Form a mysterious scenery.

However, this time I was only training an ordinary flying sword, so the scenery was invisible. When Wang Chongyu puts the materials into the furnace and injects spiritual energy from Bai Fanlu, the sword-making process begins.

Within half a day, you can get a new flying sword before you leave tomorrow.

"Brother, remember that in the past, Master had only two apprentices, you and me, so we often come here to look at the strange old man below."

The caster furnace is under the cliff at the end of Qionglin, on a prominent mountain platform, and an old fairy lives on the edge of the mountain platform for many years.

It is said that the old immortal has already gained the Tao and can ascend to the gods, but he disdains the Tao. His life hobby is to keep fanning and pouring wine in the casting furnace to keep the immortal fire immortal.

And he himself is also a well-known drunkard. If you want to talk to him, he will only answer one word: wine!

There is also a saying that it was precisely because of his unruly behavior that he could not ascend to the gods.

No one knows exactly how.

Bai Fanlu dealt with Wang Chongyu's words perfunctorily. Of course he didn't remember what he said, they belonged to the memory of the original owner. The book about the old immortal caster is just a few simple strokes.

But Wang Chongyu's look of nostalgia was true and true, and it moved people, and Bai Fanlu couldn't help feeling a little bit of emotion.

"Senior brother is more courageous than me. He always likes to lie on the edge of a cliff and look down. I don't dare."

"Don't you dare now?"

The two smiled at each other.

"Try it?"

Wang Chongyu walked to the edge of the cliff first, and didn't need to be so close to the edge just after throwing things down, and Bai Fanlu followed along.

There was fairy mist passing by, and the huge caster furnace was directly below. At the height of three to five stories, a lava-like red light appeared from the mouth of the furnace, stirring and tumbling all the time.

Bai Fanlu looked at it, and suddenly there seemed to be a red shadow flashing across his eyes. He couldn't help taking a step back, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

The meaning of this casting furnace in the book is to plate the gods for the blue sky, and there is nothing else special.

But what's going on with this flustered feeling...

"Brother? What's wrong with you? His face is so ugly?" Seeing that there was something wrong with Bai Fanlu, Wang Chongyu stretched out his hand to touch his shoulder.

Suddenly, a wind screen passed between the two of them, lifting the Bai Fan's robe and interrupting his thoughts.

But at this moment, his hair covered his eyes, and when he could look at things a little bit, he saw Wang Chongyu lowering his head, frowning, and looking at his own hand.

"What's the matter?" Bai Fanlu asked.

Wang Chongyu raised his eyes and looked at some place in the distance, thoughtfully.

"...It's okay, the senior brother is not healed, so don't let the air blow here. I will send you back first, and I will come back to fetch the sword later."

"Okay." Bai Fanlu nodded, and he felt unsure in his heart.

The two walked side by side into the depths of Qionglin, and shortly after they left, the old white beard Xian Lang by the casting furnace laughed, "All are gone, come out."

In the stone cave behind the mountain platform, a man in blue walked out slowly, it was Yun Zhan. When he raised his hand, the jar in his arms flew up against Hu Xuan'er.

The old immortal was as light as a swallow, leaped into the air and hugged the jar full of arms. Before sitting back, he couldn't wait to unplug the cork and sniffed.

"Fragrant! Really scented! If you have the ability, where did you get it?"

Not to mention in Tianshu Gate, looking at the entire fairy world, wine is also a taboo.

Yun Zhan didn't answer him, only asked, "Where is the mirror?"

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

The old fairy snapped his fingers, and a round mirror appeared in front of Yun Zhan, but there was no scene or figure reflected in the mirror, only a thick white mist.

People are in the dust, not the dust. This mirror has a strange name "Not Dust".

Lao Xian took a sip, smashed his mouth, shook his head and lay down, his cocked feet circled back and forth in the air.

"Good wine, good wine, a jar of good wine!"

"Unfortunately there is only one altar, hey! There is only one altar for one altar, two pairs are not two pairs, the Three Realms are not the Three Realms, and all beings are all beings."

"Haha! Interesting, interesting!"

Yun Zhan ignored his nonsense, stood facing the mirror for a moment, and finally closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, the thick fog gradually opened in the mirror, and the image of a young man slowly appeared.