Adorable Villain: Male God, I am not Trying to Rob You.

powerful?

Xia Beibei took a deep breath and looked at Feng Jiutian in front of him with complex eyes: "Did you really... kill your own relatives with your own hands?"

"Um."

Feng Jiutian nodded.

"Do you regret it? Are you sad? Don't you have any other choice?"

Xia Beibei looked at Feng Jiutian with some confusion and asked in a low voice. Xia Beibei had killed people before, and now she couldn't remember how many people she had killed.

But if you are a relative...

How much courage does it take to do that?

Hearing Xia Beibei's question, Feng Jiutian glanced at her and whispered softly: "I don't regret or feel sad. My only choice is to make myself stronger until... "

"Until what?"

Xia Beibei could feel that Feng Jiutian in front of him had a big secret hidden in his heart.

And what could that secret be?

"You don't need to know that much right now."

Feng Jiutian shook his head slightly. Sometimes, knowing too much is not a happy thing.

"It seems you are really mysterious."

When Xia Beibei saw that Feng Jiutian was unwilling to say more, she shook her head and turned to look at the closed courtyard door again——

This is Aman's choice.

It is also Hu Yandian’s choice.

Aman wanted to leave Feng Yanwan with one last memory.

As for Hu Yandian, she wants to accompany the Xueyi Sect and fight to the end.

I understand.

This time, I really get it.

…

"Feng Jiutian, no."

Xia Beibei raised his eyes and stared at the face of the man in front of him: "You are not Feng Jiutian, I know you are not. Are you... a mission worker? From the lost space and time? Or from the main god space?"

There are many mysterious people and things in this world.

There are many things like the Interstellar Villain Club. Of course, these things were all given to Xia Beibei by 110 Science.

"You know quite a lot."

Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Feng Jiutian just smiled lowly: "Just think of me as a mission worker."

"Are you really the mission keeper? So... are you Dongfang Qingcheng? Or... Su Mingxin?"

Su Mingxin...

When Xia Beibei mentioned these three words, the expression on Feng Jiutian's face stiffened slightly, and then quickly returned to normal.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Feng Jiutian turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that he was perfunctory with her again, Xia Beibei couldn't help but turn his eyes: "Hey! You help me again and again, isn't it because you fell in love with me at first sight? I tell you, I already have a sweetheart, and my male god doesn't know How many times better than you."

Feng Jiutian:......

Feng Jiutian suddenly stopped when he was halfway there. Although he didn't turn around, his voice slowly sounded in the darkness: "He...is he really that good?"

"That's a must. Our male idol is good-looking, has a good figure, and is an elite in the industry! He is simply a winner in life!"

As soon as Xia Beibei mentioned her male god, she immediately felt as if she had been given a shot of chicken blood, and all the sadness she felt just now went to Java.

"Then he... likes you?"

After hearing Xia Beibei's words, Feng Jiutian couldn't help but ask another question.

Well.

Xia Beibei, who was struck by Feng Jiutian's knowing blow, immediately lost his expression: "He, maybe... probably... ahem, in short, what if one day he blindly falls in love with me? "

Feng Jiutian:......

What the hell is blindness?

"Ahem, maybe...he is really blind."

Feng Jiutian muttered to himself and involuntarily quickened his pace.

"Hey! Don't think I can't hear what you are saying! Wait for me! Wait for me!"

Seeing Feng Jiutian walking further and further away, Xia Beibei couldn't help but pout behind him, "Smelly man, didn't I just praise my male idol in front of you?" He is indeed a narrow-minded man, how dare he say that my male god is blind?

Ahem, it would be nice if I was really blind...

Xia Beibei, where is your moral integrity?

**

The night passed quickly.

When Feng Yanwan opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on the bed at Aman's house.

"Aman?"

He rubbed his groggy head and sat up.

Last night, I came back with Aman, and while we were chatting, I seemed to have lost consciousness?

How is this going?

Feng Yanwang calmed down and looked up. The clean boudoir was now empty. On the table beside the bed lay a beautifully embroidered purse and a letter.

Seeing the letter, Feng Yanwang's eyes froze, and he immediately jumped out of bed and rushed to the table to open the envelope.

The handwriting inside is very delicate, obviously it was left to him by Ah Man——

Brother Feng, don’t go looking for me.

I have long been homeless.

I am very happy to meet you in this life.

I embroidered this purse for you last night. I give it to you. I hope you can treasure it.

I hope……

You can always remember.

In your life, there has been a person, her name is Aman!

…………

"Aman! Aman!"

Feng Yanwan grabbed the letter, put away his purse and rushed out quickly. However, the world was vast, how could he find that slender figure?

**

At dawn, the Wulin Alliance launched a general attack on the Bloody Clothes Sect. Because there was a traitor in the Bloody Clothes Sect, this time the Wulin League's people found a secret passage and quickly broke into the Bloody Clothes Sect's headquarters.

On the high and cold throne, Hu Yandian, dressed in red, still wears a butterfly mask, and his eyes are full of cold and bloodthirsty light——

"I'm right here. If you don't want to live, just come over here!"

The home of heroes is the battlefield.

The destination of Hu Yanpian is the Blood Clothes Sect.

She, Sheng, is from the Blood Clothes Sect. Death is the ghost of the Blood Clothes Sect.

Who knows Huyan Dian’s illustrious reputation in the martial arts world? Although everyone had already entered the headquarters hall at this time, no one dared to step forward due to Hu Yandian's aura being too strong.

"He is only one person, Hu Yan Dian. Why are there so many of us afraid? Let's all come together!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something, and everyone rushed forward with weapons in hand. For a moment, there was countless blood in the entire hall, and sword energy soared into the sky.

When Xia Beibei returned to the Blood Clothes Sect headquarters, the hall was filled with blood and dead bodies.

Hu Yandian was also injured at this time, but she still proudly supported her body with her sword and looked at the people around her coldly.

"Master!"

Xia Beibei rushed to Hu Yandian's side immediately. Seeing that she was back, Hu Yandian's eyes changed: "Alan! Why are you back? What a joke!"

"I'm not messing around. You have your choice and I have mine."

Xia Beibei pulled out her sword with a smile. She raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and a black figure came from the sky.

This person is naturally Feng Jiutian, and at this moment he is holding a person in his hand, it is the dying Le Zhengxi who was tortured by various tortures in the iron prison!