The Villain Always Wants To Kill Me

Tao Jingyi leisurely returned to Wangyue Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

The sun is shining, casting mottled shadows on the ground through the gaps in the tops of the trees. A slender figure sat in the shadow of the tree, sitting in front of the stone table, with a cold light shining in his hands.

Tao Jingyi noticed that it was a silver sword.

Dongfang Yue was wiping his sword with a white cloth.

The Spring Water Sword, it is said that once the sword is unsheathed, it will see blood, and if it is not careful, it will bite the owner. Only Dongfang Yue, who is so arrogant and confident, dares to match this sword.

If you nourish the sword with blood, you will definitely have a demon in your heart. Tao Jingyi remembered such a sentence mentioned in the original book.

"Brother, you're awake." Tao Jingyi greeted Dongfang Yue as he passed by.

Dongfang Yue got up, hung the sword on her waist, and walked towards her.

Tao Jingyi couldn't figure out the situation, and moved back quietly, ready to escape at any time.

"Last night, I..." Dongfang Yue frowned.

"Eldest brother, don't you remember?" Tao Jingyi wondered.

"You've seen it all." It was a statement, not a question. Dongfang Yue's eyes were obviously a little darker, and he pressed the hilt of his sword calmly.

The hairs on the back of Tao Jingyi's neck stood on end, and he said immediately, "Young master uncle also saw it."

Knowing that Dongfang Yue has such a big secret, it is very likely that he will silence it. At this time, she has no choice but to use the little uncle as her shield.

Dongfang Yue paused, and let go of the hand on the hilt: "It turned out to be him."

"Eldest brother, don't worry, only my junior uncle and I have seen it. I promise, we will keep our mouths shut and not reveal a single word to the outside world." Tao Jingyi swears.

"I was delirious last night. I don't remember what happened. Tell me how I passed out."

Tao Jingyi pondered over his words, and replied in a low voice: "Brother, you suddenly went crazy and wanted to kill me. Thanks to my uncle who appeared in time, he knocked you unconscious with one palm."

"One palm?" A crack appeared on Dongfang Yue's usually expressionless face.

Tao Jingyi saw his despondent look, his heart beat a little, and he thought to himself, he was hit, right?

Dongfang Yue has practiced martial arts diligently over the years and defeated countless opponents before she climbed to this position. The junior uncle Duan Wushuang entered the cabinet relatively late. Although his seniority is high, his strength may not be comparable to him, but he was stunned by a palm. shame.

However, considering what happened last night, Dongfang Yue was delirious and unsteady, and it was inevitable that she would show her flaws. In a duel between masters, once a flaw is revealed, they will be defeated.

"Actually, last night, the situation is like this..." Tao Jingyi racked his brains, trying to save Dongfang Yue some face, but the fact is that last night, the little master did indeed slap Dongfang Yue unconscious, and Dongfang Yue His whole body was covered in blood, but the little uncle acted like a normal person. The only blood was from her smashing it with a stone.

"You don't have to say it." Dongfang Yue interrupted her. He didn't have amnesia, the scene from last night still vaguely remained in his mind, no matter how she said it, she couldn't change the fact that he was slapped unconscious by the palm of the little martial uncle.

"Where's little uncle?" Dongfang Yue asked.

"Little Martial Uncle is resting in the Lotus Wind Courtyard."

Dongfang Yue turned and left.

"Eldest brother!" Tao Jingyi called him hastily.

Dongfang Yue stopped and turned to look at her.

Tao Jingyi asked with a tangled expression, "Eldest senior brother is going to find junior senior uncle..." After a pause, he barely managed to spit out the remaining two words, "Duel?"

Before Dongfang Yue could answer, Tao Jingyi said again, "I can't do it today, my uncle is injured."

Dongfang Yue was startled, and just about to open his lips, Tao Jingyi pointed to his forehead and said first, "I smashed a **** hole in his head."

Dongfang Yue: "..."

It was probably because she was slapped unconscious by the palm of the junior martial uncle, which really lost face and hurt her self-esteem. For the next few days, Dongfang Yue locked herself in the room and never set foot in the martial arts academy again.

Fortunately, the set of "Yan Sha" swordsmanship taught by Dongfang Yue has almost been practiced by the new disciples. They can also practice swords by themselves when he is not around.

This day, Tao Jingyi had just come out of the Academy of Martial Arts with the sword in his arms, when a graceful figure landed in front of her, blocking her way.

The young man was dressed in a jade-colored robe, and he called out with crooked eyebrows, "Little Nephew."

The wound on his forehead has healed, leaving only a little scab of blood hidden in the thin bangs, which does not diminish his charm.

Tao Jingyi bowed respectfully and bowed to him: "I have met my junior uncle."

Duan Feibai raised his hand to stop her movement: "Tao Tao doesn't need to be so polite."

Tao Jingyi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this new title.

Duan Feibai said: "Is Tao Tao free today?"

Before Tao Jingyi could speak, Duan Feibai said again: "I heard that a new restaurant opened at the foot of the mountain. The chef of the restaurant used to be the imperial cook in the palace. The dishes made can be smelled from ten miles away. Everyone who has tasted it praised it. No mouth."

Tao Jingyi's eyes really brightened a little.

"When he was in the palace, the emperor ate his roast goose every day. If he didn't eat it one day, the emperor didn't even want to pamper his concubine."

Tao Jingyi swallowed involuntarily: "Is it more delicious than what little uncle makes?"

"Of course we have to compare them to know." Duan Feibai said with a smile.

As soon as Tao Jingyi heard that there was delicious food, Tao Jingyi followed Duan Feibai down the mountain without any hope. Not long after she went down the mountain, a carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain. Feng Linzhi raised his hand to lift the curtain, and glanced at Xijian Pavilion located between Yunfeng.

Steward Lin ran over panting, with an apologetic face, and said in a low voice: "It's really unfortunate, Master Feng, the people in the Hefeng Courtyard said that Miss Biao went down the mountain with the little uncle."

Feng Linzhi was startled, his eyes couldn't hide the disappointment: "Did you go down the mountain?"

"Master Feng made a special trip to see Miss Biao? Otherwise, I'll order someone to call Miss Biao back." Steward Lin suggested.

"No need." Feng Linzhi shook his head, "I just stopped by to see her." He turned around and took out a package from the car, and handed it to Steward Lin, "Please give this to her."

"Okay, Master Feng." Steward Lin took the package, hesitated for a moment, and asked again, "Master Feng, do you have anything to say to Miss Biao?"

Feng Linzhi thought for a while and said, "Tell her, in about half a year, I will come to pick her up."

The restaurant Duan Feibai mentioned was called Tianxianglou. The head chef used to be an imperial cook in the imperial palace. Because his personality didn't get along with other imperial chefs, he asked to leave the palace in a fit of anger, and came to work as an idle cook among the people. Tianxianglou spent a lot of money to hire him as the chief chef. After the reputation spread, it attracted diners from all over the world, and Tianxianglou became famous for a while.

As soon as Tao Jingyi and Duan Feibai stepped into the Tianxiang Building, a strong food aroma rushed to their faces, and just taking a sip made their mouth water. Seeing that Duan Fei was dressed luxuriously in white and walked through many figures, the clever guy came to ask attentively.

Duan Feibai showed a gold medal, and the waiter immediately recognized the identity of the prince of Zhennan, with a smile on his face, avoiding other diners, and took the two of them to the separate private room.

By the time Tao Jingyi walked out of Tianxiang Tower with Duan Feibai holding his chubby belly, the sun was already setting. The setting sun hangs in the sky, coating the whole town with a golden halo.

There are people coming and going on the street, and the sound of hawking is endless. Tao Jingyi walked among the crowd, looking left and right, because she was wearing a veil, the passing crowd cast curious glances.

Duan Feibai followed her, quietly separating her from the crowd.

Tao Jingyi stopped in front of a stall, and his voice passed through the hustle and bustle of people, and fell into Duan Feibai's ears: "Little uncle, you treat me to dinner, and I will give you a present."

Duan Feibai felt a burst of surprise in his heart, and he couldn't help saying, "What gift?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came suddenly, all of them were young women, dressed in beauties, or holding round fans, or carrying brocade handkerchiefs, shouting loudly: "Xiao Lang! Xiao Lang!"

The voice was louder and louder, and Duan Feibai's voice was quickly drowned out.

Tao Jingyi's attention was attracted by them, and he asked Duan Feibai, "What happened?"

Duan Feibai shook his head.

Those women rushed towards one direction like crazy.

Tao Jingyi liked to join in the fun, so he couldn't help but follow her. Duan Feibai had no choice but to follow behind her to prevent her from being hit by the crowd.

The group of women stopped in front of a store called "Letian Bookstore". As soon as they appeared, the entire store was besieged.

"Xiao Lang! Xiao Lang!" The women all blushed as if they had been spat with chicken blood, and they shouted louder than one another.

Tao Jingyi pinched his chin, guessing, this Xiao Lang, could it be that he is a philanderer, who has caused so many debts all at once.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the two doors of the bookstore opened, and a middle-aged man with the appearance of a scholar came out.

The girls rushed forward with excitement, shouting: "Xiao Lang! Xiao Lang! I love you!"

"Lanling Xiaolang's latest masterpiece "The Ruthless Swordsman" autographed complete set of books will be sold in one package, a total of 100 copies, first come, first served, while stocks last." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

As soon as the man finished speaking, the women became even more excited. They raised their hands and shouted loudly, "I came first! Look at me! This way!"

"Go away, I was the first to arrive! I want a whole set!"

"I want it too! I want it too! Xiao Lang's book must be treasured!"

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Tao Jingyi's face darkened, and he turned to look at Duan Feibai beside him.

Duan Feibai pulled Tao Jingyi, passed through the crowd, and walked to a young man. The young man looked very young, standing and screaming with a group of women, it was very eye-catching.

"What are you doing?" Duan Feibai patted his shoulder.

The boy turned his head and saw Duan Feibai, he was stunned for a moment. Tao Jingyi noticed that he was holding a book in his hand, with the words "Ruthless Swordsman" written on the cover.

"Are you Xiao Lang's fans too?" The boy looked excited.

"Fans?" Duan Feibai showed doubts.

"Xiao Lang said, we like his books, we are his fans." The boy said excitedly.

Tao Jingyi was amused, it turns out that the ancients were also fond of fans.

Duan Feibai still wanted to ask a few more questions, but the young man had already rushed forward and shouted angrily, "Give me the whole set!"

Tao Jingyi: "..."

Duan Feibai: "Do you want it?"

Tao Jingyi hesitated. She wanted novels written by the ancients, but she didn't know if she could win over this group of fanatical fans.

Tao Jingyi was hesitating, Duan Feibai took a gold medal from his waist.

Facts have proved that the gold medal of Zhennan Palace is more useful than the martial arts of Xijiange. After Duan Feibai revealed his identity, the shopkeeper's eyes were straightened, without saying a word, he asked someone to prepare a whole set of books, gave them to Duan Feibai for free, and even delivered the goods to his door thoughtfully.

Of course, Duan Feibai would not take his things for nothing, he insisted on paying.

"Send it to Wangyue Pavilion, Wangyue Pavilion!" Tao Jingyi emphasized several times in case they sent them to the wrong place.

Satisfied with receiving the full set of "The Ruthless Swordsman", Tao Jingyi suddenly remembered that the promised gifts were reciprocal, the little master not only treated guests to dinner, but also gave her books, and she didn't return a single gift.

When it came to presents, Tao Jingyi was torn. This little uncle comes from a noble family and has everything he needs, so I don't know what gift to give him to suit his wishes.

Tao Jingyi stood in front of the stall, hesitating.

A horse with a person on its back gallops across the long street.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! If you don't want to die, get away!" The voice of the woman in brocade clothes overwhelmed the noise in the street, and when Tao Jingyi came back to his senses, the horse's hoof was already in front of him.

The steed raised its hooves and stepped down towards Tao Jingyi's Tianling Gai. Tao Jingyi's eyes widened, and he forgot to dodge in a moment of nervousness. Fortunately, a hand was stretched out from the side in time, wrapped around her waist, swept up, and fell aside.

"Woo—" The woman grabbed the reins and reined in the steed, which hissed long. Then a shadow of a whip was thrown towards Tao Jingyi, "You're looking for death! How dare you stand in the way of the princess!"

Duan Feibai hugged Tao Jingyi and turned around, protecting her in his arms. With his outstretched hand, he accurately grasped the whip and pulled it hard, and the woman sitting on the horse fell to the ground immediately. .

"Princess—" At the other end of the long street, several people rushed over and helped the dazed woman from the ground.

Those people were all dressed as bodyguards, and the young man who looked like the leader pulled out a scimitar from his waist and pointed at Duan Feibai: "Bold pariah, how dare you hurt the princess!"

"Who do you say is a pariah?" Duan Feibai said calmly, his voice was as cold as if it was wrapped in fine shards of ice.

When the woman in brocade clothes suddenly heard this voice, she raised her head in surprise: "Prince Wushuang, it's you!"

Duan Feibai looked at her indifferently, without speaking.

Seeing his expression and seeing a young girl in his arms, the brocade-clothed woman's expression changed slightly: "Who is she? Why are you holding her?"

It was only then that Tao Jingyi realized that she was still in Duan Feibai's arms, she quickly broke free from his embrace, and suddenly, a long head of black shiny hair fell down, covering her shoulders.

It turned out that her headband was broken by the shadow of the whip just now. She doesn't know how to tie her hair up, so she just tied her hair with a headband for convenience.

Fortunately, her hair is smooth and does not look messy when it is scattered.

Tao Jingyi picked up the hair tie that was broken into several pieces from the ground, with a helpless expression on his face.

These headbands are useless, but she can't go back with her hair disheveled. She is already eye-catching when she wears a veil, but if her hair is disheveled, she will definitely become everyone's focus.

She searched all over her body, only to find a hairpin.

This hairpin was made by Duan Feibai when he dealt with it, and someone made it like the hairpin he gave Su Xiyan. The hairpin looks exquisite, and after spending so much money, I have never been willing to throw it away.

Tao Jingyi took hold of the hair, wrapped it around a few times, and fixed it with a hairpin.

After she took out the hairpin, Duan Feibai's gaze never left the hairpin. He stared closely at the mahogany hairpin in her hand, his eyes were hot and obsessed, as if he wanted to stare a hole out of it.

Tao Jingyi wasn't good at combing his hair, and he felt quite uncomfortable being stared at like this, so he couldn't pull his hair up after a long time.

She sighed in a low voice, let go of her hair, and handed the hairpin to Duan Feibai: "Little Master has been staring at this hairpin, he seems to like it very much, I will give it to you."

Duan Feibai stretched out his hand silently, took the hairpin, but didn't put it away, but walked to her side, held her long hair, wrapped it around a few times easily, tied it into a beautiful bun, and then fixed it with the hairpin.

He didn't know how to tie up his hair originally. Tao Jingyi fell into the period of "the end of seven days", his mind was as low as a child, and it was Su Xingchen who tied her hair. Since then, he has studied several times consciously or unconsciously. A woman's bun will be done unconsciously.

Tao Jingyi's face was originally clear and beautiful, but after pulling this bun, his black hair was like clouds, and his eyes were like autumn water, making him even more beautiful. Of course, if the veil is lifted, most people will still be shocked by the scar on the right cheek.

The author has something to say:

Tao Tao, Jing Jing, Yi Yi.

The heroine in Yiyi's Quick Transmigration article called it, and Jingjing sounded like quietness, so Taotao.