As a yellow-haired villain, I really don't want to be chased by the heroine

Lu Chuning walked to the door, held the doorknob, gently pulled it open, turned her head and smiled at Chen Yanyu, "'Shanhaimeng' will do everything possible to assassinate you, every second outside, there may be a killer from around."

"Well...it's scary..."

Chen Yanyu shivered in Luo Qingchuan's arms, and murmured in fear: "I won't be on TV anymore."

Glancing at Chen Yanyu, Jiang Ye had reason to suspect that the silver-haired girl was looking for an excuse to flirt with Luo Qingchuan.

She didn't know what "television" meant to Chen Yanyu.

Lu Chuning pushed away, and a group of people came to the corridor. Luo Qingchuan saw some staff members holding documents, and they all greeted the petite and cute 'Lu Xingzhu'.

To these greetings along the way, the girl with ponytails lightly tapped her chin, and occasionally gave an 'um', graceful and decent, her beautiful eyes were looking straight ahead, her pace was neither fast nor slow, and she never stopped for anyone.

Entering the elevator, Lu Chuning raised her hand and put it down again.

"Luo Qingchuan, press on the 35th floor." Lu Chuning spoke briefly.

Luo Qingchuan realized immediately, and very consciously helped Teacher Chu Ning, who was out of reach, press the elevator button.

On the way down, Lu Chuning raised her head to look at Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye's dim eyes were blank: "Lu Xingzhu?"

Lu Chuning asked warmly, "How is your injury?"

"No problem."

"After all, he was poisoned. Be careful. The evil poison of the evil way is strange and difficult to guard against. You must be fully prepared."

Lu Chuning took out a business card as if by magic, and handed it to Jiang Ye, "You will go to the pill pavilion on the 24th floor to get a Jiangyun pill later."

Jiang Ye was a little embarrassed. She wanted to refuse, but Luo Qingchuan, who was standing between them, had already taken the business card and handed it over to her. Jiang Ye pursed her lips and took it in her hand.

Although the Jiang family is a powerful family, their background is still not enough compared to the Dao League. What's more, they mainly focus on weapon cultivation, supplemented by sword cultivation, and they don't practice alchemy or medicine.

On the 35th floor, Jiang Ye stayed in the elevator alone and continued down.

After getting out of the elevator, Luo Qingchuan and Chen Yanyu followed Lu Chuning through the corridor and walked to the door of a room.

'Special Inquiry Room'.

Nearby is the rest area in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with simple sofas, small round tables, self-service beverage machines, and several rows of bookshelves.

"Luo Qingchuan, you go and wait first, I'll take classmate Chen to make a record."

They need to be questioned separately... Luo Qingchuan nodded, but didn't say much.

Lu Chuning paused for a moment, then suddenly said: "You don't need to pay too much attention to the rules in the Dao League. I'll talk to you alone later."

"Of course I will follow Teacher Chu Ning's arrangement." Luo Qingchuan said with a faint smile.

"Yeah." Lu Chuning also smiled.

Chen Yanyu didn't want to leave, but she followed the petite girl with two ponytails obediently and docilely into the room.

Bored by herself, Luo Qingchuan ran to the sofa in the rest area and sat down, took out her phone, and browsed the forum.

Sure enough, the Xundao APP, Quexie o Yaozhan internal forum, and Heavenly Court all exploded.

The 'Shanhai League' quickly became known and spread throughout the world of comprehension.

After watching for a while, Luo Qingchuan saw some photos of the scene that were circulated, the tragic scene, blood, corpses...

The strange thing is that at that time, Luo Qingchuan was able to maintain calm even though he was in it, but now through the screen, Luo Qingchuan felt a little uncomfortable, and his emotions were surging. He stopped looking at it, put down his phone,

The boy turned his head, looked at the buildings outside the window, and looked at the gorgeous picture of the huge billboard.

Luo Qingchuan heard footsteps, looked sideways, and saw that it was not Jiang Ye, so she looked away again and remained silent.

The visitor walked to the self-service beverage machine, put down the coins, and took out two bottles of iced coffee.

On the simple white sofa opposite Luo Qingchuan, the visitor sat down on his own, and pushed over a bottle of iced coffee.

"Hello."

The voice was polite and slightly distant, maintaining a sense of distance that would reassure anyone.

"Thank you."

Luo Qingchuan raised her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a well-dressed man in a simple black robe.

He looks in his thirties, with slender sword eyebrows, a handsome complexion, and a meticulous sitting posture. The skin of the five fingers that opened the coffee is very delicate,

His eyes were bright and deep, his pupils were like stars piercing the night, so cold that they were brilliant, his long hair was neatly scattered behind his head, and a delicate hosta was stuck in it.

He simply sat across from him, and Luo Qingchuan felt as if he saw a cold long sword piercing the sky. His expression was not arrogant, but he unconsciously made people feel ashamed and wanted to bow his head and lower his eyebrows.

Luo Qingchuan didn't know this person, but heard him talking.

"Little friend, were you watching the news about the 'Mercury Amusement Park Incident'?"

"Ah."

"Your heart is soft," he said.

Luo Qingchuan couldn't help laughing: "Why did you say that, sir?"

"In today's world, you will see more and more blood and gore, and those things will come to you, and you will hear them when you close your eyes."

Luo Qingchuan was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "Sir, you should be a senior, how can you spy on a junior's mobile phone?"

"It wasn't me who was spying," the black-robed man smiled, "It came right into my eyes."

"Sir?"

"My name is Li."

"Li..."

Luo Qingchuan's heart was full of turmoil, and he opened the iced coffee calmly on the surface, "What did Mr. Li teach me?"

Li?

Luo Qingchuan took a sip of the iced coffee, not only the psychological effect but also the coffee's effect. Now his mind is extremely clear, and his thoughts are spinning.

Mr. Li said indifferently: "The 'Shanhai League' has set up a net all over the world, and the sects of the righteous way will have suffered heavy losses. I am afraid they will not let it go in the future."

"Yeah." Luo Qingchuan nodded, "'Shan Hai Meng' is quite crazy, with vicious methods."

"You broke the 'Taixu Lihen Formation'?"

Luo Qingchuan put down the coffee can calmly, "Did Mr. Li see it?"

"Your clothes are stained with blood, your body is full of devilish aura, and your hands are injured. You were brought here by Xingzhu Lu himself. I guess it was you who destroyed the plot of the 'Shanhai League' so that the result would not be worse, right?"

Listening to his words, Luo Qingchuan's heart speeded up for a moment, she became more and more sure of the identity of the man in front of her, and the answer was ready to come out.

Luo Qingchuan said: "Mr. guessed right."

Mr. Li smiled slightly, which made people get close unconsciously. His voice was like the warm spring wind, blowing past Luo Qingchuan's ears:

"How many people were killed?" he asked.

The experience and pictures I personally experienced came to my mind, as if returning to the dark and lonely maze again, killers lurking in the dark, pounced like wild beasts,

After thinking for a while, Luo Qingchuan calmly replied:

"countless."

……

A little thought and apology in March

Nan Zai has one more update today, so he has to rest.

I have always wanted to chat with you, but for the sake of your reading experience, I didn't talk much.

I’m helpless, I’m sorry I couldn’t do what I said, I won’t open any additional rewards in April, I will try my best to pay back what I owe in March, I am very glad that I didn’t open the rewards and add updates, otherwise I don’t know when I will have to pay back.

This kind of situation is because I overestimated myself. I write really slowly. Sometimes I am too entangled in the details and get stuck in it. It takes a long time to retouch and modify. In my opinion, the level of the final product is still seriously insufficient, which often makes me feel ashamed.

After the launch, there are about 6000 words of updates per day. According to the 2000 chapters before the launch, it is 3 chapters per day. This is the main reason for the lack of updates, but I choose to increase the number of words, so I still owe the update. I will take it slowly. Still, I will never deny it, um...actually, I just want to show that I am not lazy, and I am really trying my best to write.

Nan Zai still wants to write better, not to mention that the perception is like a free period from the beginning all the way up, at least don't fall down.

I spend a lot of time on this book, conceiving, choosing, and choosing. I often write a chapter and throw away a lot of waste manuscripts. After writing some parts, thousands of words are almost deleted in half. If I have no inspiration, or I am not satisfied with the updated plot of the day, I will wait until it becomes interesting before publishing it.

Why do you write like this?

In fact, it's quite simple. If you don't strictly demand yourself, and continue to mess around, I really can't imagine how bad my writing will be, and it will probably be directly unsightly.

Before that, I haven't written (daily update) for two years. I have played for too long, played badly for too long, and haven't adapted to the intensity in a short time.

Of course, although I was very tired and struggling, I was very happy in the overall creative process. I tried a lot of new ideas, many new writing methods, tried to create a stronger sense of imagery, wrote interesting storyboard transitions, and tried to write something new.

Happy April Fools' Day to you all.

As much as possible in April.

0124 The sword should be held in the hand

The young man's expression was calm, and he didn't have the evil spirit corresponding to 'innumerable'.

Mr. Li carefully looked at Luo Qingchuan, looked at his soft pupils, as if he saw the whirling breeze at the end of Qingping, staying in the faint light of his clear eyes, news about him came flooding out, Mr. Li had already realized , sooner or later, this young man will become the raging waves of the world, or the person holding the raging waves.

He has done it once.

Mr. Li felt amused.

"If the Shanhai League finds out that the plan was defeated because of you," Mr. Li paused, and said gently, "In the days to come, you will probably not be at peace for a moment."

Luo Qingchuan held the coffee shop with both hands, the icy cool feeling was pleasant to the touch, he sighed and said:

"I don't think the Shanhai League will bother to deal with me. Their enemy is the Dao League, not me, a junior in the Foundation Establishment Realm."

"Now it's foundation building, maybe in the future."

Mr. Li looked at the sky outside the window, "A long time ago in the ancient era, good and evil were opposed, killing and killing, and using everything to the extreme. It is still the same today. We can't escape, and we can hear it when we close our eyes. What do you think they... what do you think we are fighting for?"

Luo Qingchuan thought about it quietly, and replied, "This junior has a lot of thoughts, but he can't express them clearly."

"I can't tell,"

Mr. Li nodded and said, "Sometimes the answer comes too early, which is not a good thing."

Luo Qingchuan couldn't figure out what Mr. Li, or this Daoist of the Heavenly Court, wanted to say to him.

Is it a trial?

Or do you want to recruit yourself?

He saw that there was an unspeakable look of loneliness in the star-like brilliant and cold eyes.

As if sighing, Mr. Li said softly: "The struggle between good and evil, the difference between immortals and ordinary people, is like a sword hanging over the heads of the people of Li, the peace of the world."

"Sword?" Luo Qingchuan frowned, slightly confused.

"A sword of disaster."

Mr. Li read a sentence slowly: "When this sword fell, the sky and the earth shook, and the world was in chaos. You have already glimpsed the clues. This sword is rooted in people's hearts, and we cannot destroy it."

Is it the Mercury Amusement Park incident?

"So what?" Luo Qingchuan asked.

With a light voice, Mr. Li said to Luo Qingchuan, "Where's your sword?"

Luo Qingchuan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "What sword?"

"Feijian, take it out and show me."

Luo Qingchuan recalled that when he fought Si Ming Xingjun, he had indeed summoned the 'Flying Mirror'.

then,

Luo Qingchuan took out the 'flying mirror' that was as clear as glass and put it on the table.

"good."

Mr. Li held the blade of the sword, held it in front of him, and looked at it carefully. The blade of the sword reflected his piercing eyes,

Then, Mr. Li pinched the hilt of the sword, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, and slashed across the body of the sword,

Luo Qingchuan seemed to hear the sound of a sword coming from the distant mountains and valleys, as if breaking through many spaces, mysterious and mysterious, ethereal——

In the blink of an eye, a radiant sword glow emerged from the flying mirror, which floated in an instant and was hidden in the sword body. The whole sword seemed to have a new look, and its momentum changed suddenly.

"This is a thank you to my little friend. If it weren't for you, some disciples under my sect would have died tragically."

Mr. Li grasped the tip of the sword, pointed it at himself, turned the hilt towards Luo Qingchuan in a friendly manner, and handed it over, "Hold it."