You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

166 old times

Ruan Yan followed Miyou to the inn where they were staying. He stood by the bed and looked at the sleeping Ruan Xianbei, and sighed inaudibly, why did his little devil make himself like this.

He felt some of Ruan Xianbei's inner strength and the direction of true energy in his body, and he probably knew what was going on. It was a little better than he imagined. What he was worried about at the moment was not this, but the thing that happened three years ago.

The room was quiet, no one thought that Mi You would go out to get a message, and brought Ruan Yan back directly.

Looking left and right, seeing Kui Ke, they all respectfully called out the Second Hierarch. Although Kui Ke didn't like this title, but this time is not the time to pay attention to these things.

Others were shocked when they knew that Kui Ke was the second leader of the Demon Sect. If they were to be said to be powerful, the Demon Sect was powerful, okay?

Cheng Suisui's eyeballs were about to fall out, she stammered and asked, "Second...Second Hierarch?!"

"Let's call it Shopkeeper Kui, I really don't like these two." Kui Ke frowned and said.

The name doesn't matter at all, does it?

The important thing is that he is such a powerful person from the Demon Sect!

As far as the eye could see, the room was already full of the backbone of the demon leader. The gathering of the leader and the saintess in one room was unprecedented. Who has ever seen such a scene?

If someone took the opportunity to ambush them, they would be able to bring down the Demon Sect immediately.

However, as we got along longer, the identity of the Demon Sect became less and less in the hearts of other people. What Ruan Xianbei did was just more out of bounds and more free-wheeling than those disciples of the Righteous Way who were confined within the rules and regulations.

It's been so long and I haven't seen her take the initiative to embarrass anyone. It's someone else who came to her door to seek death, so shouldn't Ruan Xianbei be allowed to fight back?

So what a person does has nothing to do with his identity at all, but has something to do with his heart.

If a person is good, he will not kill if you give him a knife or even if he has peerless martial arts. If a person is evil, a leaf, a book and a cup of tea can be his method of killing.

At first, people would have some ideas when they heard that this is a Demon Cult, but now that the leader of the Demon Cult is standing in front of him, at most, he would just be shocked and sigh, and then he would be fine.

Only Fu Cheng is eager to try, the powerful figures of the Devil's Cult are here, do you want to compete?

It seems a little inappropriate to compete, Sister Xianbei is still unconscious, but it is a little unreasonable not to compete. He is so itchy for such a good opportunity!

Fu Cheng sat on the steps of the door, resting his chin, thinking about this problem seriously, and he will make a decision when the people in the house come out.

......

The arrival of Ruan Yan probably eased the anxiety of Lan Zhao and others, but if Ruan Yan is powerless, there is nothing he can do.

The expectant eyes of several people were all focused on Ruan Yan, and after confirming the situation that day to Shen Xuan again, Ruan Yan almost knew it in his mind.

"It's the advanced method of Xuanxinjue. Xuanxinjue is the exercise left by our mother. Ruan Ruan had her mother take her to the door since she was a child, but after her mother passed away, the whereabouts of this exercise is also unknown. Can you find it?" It’s also an incomplete book.” Ruan Yan said, “But I remember that there is one of them that can temporarily enhance the potential of the whole person’s internal energy, but after using it, it will lose all the internal energy for a period of time, just like ordinary people, even because the body is overdrawn. People are weaker."

"A period of time? How long will it take?" Cheng Suisui asked.

"I don't know, my mother only taught this exercise to Ruan Ruan, and no one else practiced this exercise except her."

"Then why didn't she wake up?"

"Because it's a heart disease, Miss Lan Zhao's diagnosis is not wrong."

Ruan Yan looked at Ruan Xianbei with distressed eyes, Shen Xuan told him that he knew, left and right were still related to her previous dream.

Although Ruan Ruan said that she didn't care, she actually cared a lot in her heart, but she was also worried that she would do something that would hurt relatives and enemies, and she made such a choice when the people around her were threatened.

Ruan Yan looked away and said to the others: "If she wants to say something, she will tell you, and I won't reveal a thing or two for her."

It is better for Ruan Xianbei to say those things herself, who knows if she is willing to tell others about these things?

"Miss Lanzhao's prescription is not a problem, but she is weaker than ordinary people now, and it's useless to mend it, and she can only get better when she wakes up."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, so it's fine.

When Lan Zhao heard this, she nodded and thought for a moment, then said, "Then I'll change the prescription." She hurried out without waiting for others to speak.

Shen Xuan took a step forward and said, "Master Ruan, we discussed about Ruan Ruan earlier."

Ruan Yan nodded and said, "Miyou told me."

"What is Teacher Ruan's idea?"

"Let's do it this way. When I received the information, I guessed that she would choose this way. I have already placed our people in Lingxiao Villa in advance, and I can protect her for a while. I can rest assured that Kui Ke will follow her." .”

As a family member who has depended on each other for a long time, Ruan Yan should not deceive his biological sister. He said one or two, that is, he is 80.00% at ease, and he doesn't know what method he used to get people into Lingxiao Villa. not easy.

Shen Xuan cupped his hands to express that he knew, Ruan Yan and Ruan Xianbei hadn't seen each other for a while, and the others withdrew to leave space for these members of the Demon Cult.

"How did you arrange it?" After everyone had left, Ruan Yan sat beside Ruan Xianbei's bed, and Kui Ke sat at the table and asked him, Mu Huaxiao's cautious temperament is still difficult to reach in with the current background of the Demon Cult. of.

"I found Jin Lingling." Ruan Yan looked helpless and seemed a little hard to say.

"Oh?" Kui Ke looked at him with interest, obviously familiar with Jin Lingling, "Have you changed your mind?"

Ruan Yan knew that she would react like this, and said even more helplessly: "I just promised her to meet again after the matter is over."

Kui Ke laughed and said, "Brother is so charming! Just the promise of meeting again can make the boss of 'Rainy Night' make such a bad deal for you."

"If you didn't disguise yourself as a man back then and insisted on teasing her—" Ruan Yan glanced at Kui Ke, this person's long hair fluttering now looks softer, completely different from the tomboy who only knew how to fight back then .

......

Ten years ago.

Ten-year-old Ruan Yan always likes to run outside without an umbrella on rainy days. His uncles took them everywhere to find a place to stay, and they only stayed in one place for a few days, and the small yard where they stayed this time could no longer hold him.

Ruan Yan leaped over the wall lightly and jumped down. He was taller than the ten-year-old him, and the wall of two people couldn't stop him. He jumped out and looked back at the high wall with a grin, and ran into the rain again. The rain under his feet soaked his trousers, and the rain above his head wet his hair.

He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't like being locked in the yard anyway.

Perhaps it was the fire that soared to the sky that year that planted a seed in his heart, allowing him, who was still young, to intuitively see what life is, what death is, and what life is better than death.

It had been two years since he and his sister were rescued from that place.

The only thing that persisted in the dark days of being locked in the dungeon was that he had a younger sister.

His younger sister is so thin and thin, and she still has a lot of blood drawn by those people every once in a while.

The younger sister was carried back several times, and he felt his breath with trembling hands, fearing that she would die in the next second.

Fortunately, God favored them, or maybe they still have some uses. Those people killed many people and took away many people. Those who took away never came back. At least they are still alive here—— Or lingering.

Until someone opened the iron gate for them, a group of strangers told him that they had come to rescue them.

Ruan Yan took his sister's hand and walked out. It was already dark outside. They hadn't seen the scenery outside for a long time. Many people were just as stunned there as he was.

But how can it be so bright at night?

Ruan Yan looked not far away, and the continuous fire spread on the top of the mountain.

It's fire—

It was a raging fire—

He heard the person who came to rescue him go towards the direction of the fire with a serious expression, reminding them that although they were already safe, they still had to be careful. The person pointed him to a place with a flag in front and told them to go there. safe.

But the younger sister was too weak, she couldn't walk after taking two steps, and the younger sister held his hand like gold paper, like a gossamer.

"Brother, I can't walk anymore." The younger sister shook her head at him, and she looked back at the place where they were imprisoned for two years. At this time, there was a mess everywhere.

"I'll carry you." He squatted down, but he couldn't move his sister, he himself had been full for a long time.

Ruan Yan didn't know where the strength came from, but he carried his sister for a while and walked for a while, until his legs gave way and fell to the ground, but his hands were still behind to protect his sister.

He will never forget the day his mother gave birth to his younger sister, holding his hand and telling him, you will have a younger sister in the future, and you are the closest people in the world, and Ah Yan must protect her.

He wants to protect his sister.

The people released with them were all running towards the direction of the flag, for fear that they would be caught again if they moved too slowly.

Ruan Yan's nose was sore, he rubbed his eyes and told himself not to cry, but he lay on the ground for a while and couldn't stand up.

The younger sister didn't cry or make a fuss, she sat next to him, not knowing what she was thinking.

An eight-year-old boy is sensible, but what can a five-year-old girl understand?

When Ruan Yan was struggling to get up, a pair of big hands helped him up, it was a man's hands.

That man's eyes are beautiful, just like his mother's eyes, ah no, he is a man, how can he compare with his mother, Ruan Yan looked at him blankly, the man seemed to know their brothers and sisters, with familiar doubts in his eyes, as if in Think about why they are here.

The man then carried his sister on his back and asked him, "Can you still walk by yourself?"

"I can do it." Ruan Yan said, it was much better when he stood up, maybe it was the man's warm palm that gave him strength.

"Come."

The man led Ruan Yan, carried his sister on his back and led them to the direction of the flag.

"Thank you, Uncle." Ruan Yan remembered what her mother said to be polite to others, especially those who helped her.

"You're welcome, I have a son who is about your age." The man laughed heartily.

There were still flames and the sound of constant explosions, and the younger sister tightly grasped the man's clothes as if grabbing a life-saving straw and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, will we die?"

"No." The man said firmly, and pulled Ruan Yan who almost fell due to the explosion.

"I have met your parents. They are very good and powerful people. I believe you will become very good and powerful people." The man said.

Ten-year-old Ruan Yan walked aimlessly in the rain. He wiped the mixture of rain and tears on his face. Where are the good and powerful people?

Anyway, it won't be me now.