I went crazy after dressing as a villainous tyrant

Chapter 79

Under such a crisis, Lan Yao didn't have time to think too much, she nodded immediately, and held her breath together with Ye Qingli to mobilize the remaining strength, trying hard to break free from the shackles here.

After all, although this steady stream of internal strength is very exciting, but she is not stupid if she has a life to earn but not a life to spend, so naturally she will not engage in such a loss-making business!
The direction of the plot has changed drastically, and she can only adapt to the situation.

Of course, Feng Chen on the opposite side didn't want to squander the internal strength gained through years of hard training, and immediately began to cut off the connection.

"Ding!"

Both sides exerted strength one after another, and the channel for transmitting internal force finally burst, and both sides stepped back a few steps, staring at each other with lingering fear, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Danger is imminent!
In the next second, Feng Chen waved his hand, and the long sword came down with a cold light. Under the rage, his blood was already churning, but at this moment, he became bloodthirsty and manic after being so provoked:

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Oops!" At the same moment, Ye Qingli thought it was not good, and she didn't dare to neglect her mind. She immediately dodged and shouted at Lan Yao: "I will attack him, and I will use silver needles to help him clarify his sanity!"

"Okay!" Lan Yao was forced to fight again. Seeing that the boss who had wandered in the Happy Realm for many years was determined to attack them, she couldn't help cursing and using the Yufeng sword technique, saying while dodging :

"Are you sick? Who the hell are you? You screamed for beatings and murders as soon as you came up. You were so mad that you insisted on dragging people to be buried with you. Why are you so heartless? No wonder you ended up like this now!"

Lan Yao braced her mind to avoid the opponent's attack, but even though she was trained by Feng Jin, she still seemed very powerless when fighting against such a top expert, and could only disturb his mind with words:

"You pervert, bloodthirsty madman, come here if you have the ability!"

Ye Qingli was a little dumbfounded when she heard Lan Yao's swearing words in the same line as herself, but under the turmoil of anger and blood, she was on the verge of erupting, so she could only use her body skills to take advantage of her. When attacking partly, he held the silver needle directly, and forcibly used the internal force that came in to hit the opponent's three big acupoints.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Small tricks!" One miss, Feng Chen raised his sword and swept the three silver needles away, sneering: "This deity is the Wuying venerable, you didn't know where I was when I was in the rivers and lakes, How dare you speak disrespectfully, and die!"

After all, he is a top-notch master. Although he accidentally lost his temper and overflowed his internal power when he hit the Immortal Ascension Realm, Feng Chen, who is almost the pinnacle of force value in the book, naturally wouldn't only have this move. The person chopped down directly.

In an instant, the sword transformed into hundreds of sword qi with the majestic internal force, and with unshakable power, it came towards the death spot of the two with murderous aura.

"Three thousand shadows kill!"

In the face of absolute power, Lan Yao and Ye Qingli are not enough to look at. The suppression of the realm has the power to smash the sky and the earth, and the suppression is like crushing the dead, making the two of them excited and avoiding it.

Lan Yao had a bad idea. Seeing that the npc she wrote was about to stab herself to death, she immediately regretted it, so she just ignored it and shouted:

"What Wuying Venerable is just a thief who stole other people's martial arts secret books!"

After the sarcasm was over, Lan Yao received the sword, while enduring the pain from the wound on her body, her voice was sonorous and powerful, directly hitting Feng Chen's soul:
"Fengchen, you stole these secret books from various sects. What you want is to climb to the top, become a strong one, and let those who bullied and humiliated you look up to you, but look at you now. Xu San, is this what you seek after years of hard work and intensive study of martial arts?"

"If you lose your life, what's the point of all your hard work?"

"Don't forget your true heart!"

Lan Yao, who is well versed in Feng Chen's character design, spoke to the heart of the other party as soon as she opened her mouth, and successfully made his eyes blurred in a state of rage.

Feng Chen seemed to be struggling to regain his sanity, but the evil thoughts still persisted, and he still couldn't wake up from his obsession.

It was just this split second, Ye Qingli seized the opportunity, raised her sleeves lightly, and a strange fragrance came out, diffused over the tip of Feng Chen's nose, once again adding a bit of confusion to the other party's eyes in a state of agitation.

The sword shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, replaced by mocking words that sounded one after another in the desolate and lonely dilapidated house.

"Look, he has been a waste since he was a child, he can't practice martial arts, he is an idiot who can't learn anything!"

"Hahaha, big fool, big waste, no wonder father doesn't love mother or mother!"

"Bitch, the son of a whore, even if he returns to Jiang's house, what's the use of it, he's still a lowly bastard!"

……

The weak boy squatted on the ground, hugged his head with his hands, and was beaten without saying a word, his eyes still showed the stubbornness and unruliness in his bones.

It wasn't until those real aristocratic sons and brothers dispersed that he got up from the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looked at his hands indifferently, and slammed his fist on the tree. The bright red blood stung his eyes, but he endured everything. humiliation and dissatisfaction.

The scene changed, and there were white lanterns hanging in front of the big door. The thin boy was kicked out of the house with a broom by the servants. The graceful and luxurious woman stood in front of the door and said with a sneer:

"Go away, you are no longer a member of the Jiang family, if you let me know that you are using the name of the Jiang family to deceive, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Hmph, who made your mother seduce men by nature? Now that she is dead, the man who loved her is also dead. From now on, you can go wherever you came from!"

Beside her, stood the true heir of this martial arts family, her two sons and daughters looked at him with disdain and disdain, and also mocked mercilessly:
"Unlucky, finally get out, if it weren't for you, how could my Jiang family be ridiculed by Zhengdao!"

"I really don't know, how can a trash like you deserve to be my brother!"

……

For the first time, the young man didn't choose to be submissive. He raised his head, stubbornly looked at these so-called relatives who abused him wantonly, and promised with a sneer:
"One day, I will come back!"

But his resistance only got him a more violent beating, and then he passed out and was thrown into a mass grave.

When the young man woke up limping in the cemetery, he vowed to become a strong man who could shake the Jiang family's position as the head of this family, and trample all those who bullied him and humiliated him under their feet.

In the past 20 years, he has changed from being useless to a shadowless man who stole the secret books of the martial arts family, and took those martial arts secret books to hide in the valley for ten years of hard work, and finally he was able to become a first-class master.

But what is he doing now?

Original heart, what is his original heart?
It is to stand out and stand at the peak, but what is he doing now?
……

Ye Qingli and Lan Yao were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when Feng Chen fell into those most painful memories uncontrollably.

"Qing Li, what treasure did you use to deal with this big monster?" Lan Yao asked with a smile, seeing Feng Chen's hallucination.

"Floating life is a dream, smelling it can break the heart demon and reshape the state of mind!" Ye Qingli explained, and at the same time she was about to stab the opponent's heart with the soft sword in her hand, smiling very evilly:

"However, it's better to kill this violent madman. If he wakes up, won't he become a demon again?"

Seeing that Ye Qingli's usually indifferent temperament was also furious, Lan Yao quickly grabbed the angry person and tried to dissuade her:

"Qingli, this person is very powerful, and we still have his internal strength in our bodies. We can't kill him at this time, we should make the best use of it!"

Just kidding, tossing so much that I almost lost my life and finally gained the internal strength that I should have, how could I just lose it like this!
Both the Baichuan Jue and the Vientiane Divine Art have reached this level, and they must be kept in their pockets no matter what.

"That's right, no matter what happens, I can't waste the medicine I have worked so hard to practice!"

Seeing Lan Yao's little abacus crackling, Ye Qingli stopped her hands, turned her eyes, with shrewd light in her eyes, and stretched out dozens of silver needles straight into the various acupoints of Feng Chen with a dull expression, He said with a faint smile:

"It is said that saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since I have made a move, I will accept this life-saving grace!"

Lan Yao's tense mind relaxed again, and a little joy flashed between her brows.

Oops, the plot finally started to go in the direction she set!
Fortunately, she stopped her, otherwise Qingli would kill the other party if she didn't agree with her, it would be really worth the candle!
"However, Yaoyao, how do you know the name of this person who claims to be Venerable Wuying?
"Ye Qingli used internal force to inject Fengchen, while looking at Lan Yao meaningfully, obviously wanting to see through her little thoughts.

The smile on Lan Yao's face froze suddenly, she couldn't tell the whole story in the book, so she could only find a plausible excuse that she had thought up a long time ago:

"After I came here, I worked very hard. I went up to the court officials, down to the Jianghu Alliance, and I got to know it in detail. It is said that this Wuying guest is unrivaled in his light skills. Ten years ago, he stole the family and disappeared without a trace. Alright, I'll take a guess along the way!"

Ye Qingli nodded, and replied with a smile: "I see!"

Lan Yao felt guilty for a while, and then said in a very reasonable way: "So, people just want to live and learn, and hard work will never make mistakes!"

Ye Qingli still looked at Lan Yao suspiciously, and said in a drawn out voice, "Oh~"

While talking, Lan Yao suddenly heard the person with dull eyes murmur: "Original heart, original heart..."

"Qing Li, his internal energy seems to be disappearing!" Lan Yao reminded, "But the violent breath is also decreasing, it seems—"

Ye Qingli took the silver needle, snapped her fingers with great interest, raised her head to look at Feng Chen whose aura had plummeted and then soared again, a smile that was sure to win appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said coolly:

"The obsession with the demons is nothing more than a dream, this venerable thief, is it time for you to wake up?"

(End of this chapter)