I Was Admitted To The Villain School - Chapter 97

[Chapter 97 Seeds of Hell (16)]

Lin Xinghe stayed in place quietly, waiting for Xie Wuan’s next instructions.

Unexpectedly, Xie Wuan lowered his head slightly, and his lowered eyebrows looked rather indifferent. From the viewers’ point of view in the live broadcast room, they all felt that Xie Wuan said this just to be polite, and now it seems that he doesn’t really want to go to the library.

However, only Lin Xinghe knew that his inner drama was very rich.

She turned her head in admiration, looked to the other side, and made a contemplative appearance, so that Xie Wuan could maintain his aloof and abstinence in front of the audience.

In the live broadcast room——

[Ah, the two of them look so embarrassed…]

[Lin Xinghe is flirting with Xie Wu’an, don’t you know what to say now? 】

【Boss Xie is really aloof…】

【To tell the truth, Lin Xinghe looks so good-looking, although he is petite and sweet, but he is not dependent on other people’s flowers, and he also has the aura of a boss. , and Xie Wuan stand together quite well. ]

But in fact –

Lin Xinghe’s heart: Xie Wuan wants to start a rich inner drama, waiting for him.

Xie Wu’an’s heart: There are two ways to enter the library: one is to break in hard; the other is to kill all the people in charge of the underworld, and swagger in. Lin Xinghe wanted to explore the plot of this world well. One was impossible. Forced entry would inevitably lead to the use of force, and the use of force would inevitably lead to killing, and killing would inevitably affect the plot;

Xie Wu’an said again in his heart: “It is impossible for this seat to sneak in.”

A second later.

Xie Wu’an said in his heart: “Well, let’s make an exception for Lin Xinghe. Her sad look just now looks a little different from her, so let her be happy. It’s faster to sneak in horizontally and vertically, so there is no need to waste the mana of this seat.”

Xie Wu’an He convinced himself in his heart, and said to Lin Xinghe, “Let’s go.”

Lin Xinghe: “Okay.”

In the live broadcast room——

[Ah, how embarrassing. 】

【Ah, so indifferent. 】

Xie Wu’an swaggered around in the underworld, and his immortal aura made many public officials in the underworld have the same idea of black and white impermanence, thinking that it was the god of Jiuzhongtian who came down.

Xie Wu’an took a look around and locked the location of Emperor Fengdu’s library.

Lin Xinghe asked, “How do we get in? There aren’t any shadowy soldiers guarding the door, so it is estimated that a barrier has been set up.”

Xie Wuan said, “It’s just a barrier.”

Xie Wuan flashed, and the figure disappeared, leaving only Lin Xinghe. alone in place.

In less than a few seconds, Xie Wu’an came back and said: “It’s okay, let’s go.”

After a pause, he said lightly: “Forcing the barrier to break will make the Great Emperor Fengdu suspicious, but one person in this seat is capable of God. I passed through the barrier unknowingly.”

Lin Xinghe asked, “Is that what I mean?”

Xie Wu’an said, “It’s not impossible, it just requires skin-to-skin contact.”

Lin Xinghe just finished speaking. He extended his hand generously.

“…Hand in hand?”

Xie Wu’an said in his heart:… She really wanted to be the immortal companion of this seat, and she didn’t mind the skin-to-skin touch, and she offered to hold hands.

Lin Xinghe: …

Lin Xinghe silently withdrew his hand.

Xie Wu’an’s heart: … I didn’t take this seat up immediately, is she sad again? Also, in the live broadcast, with so many viewers, the girl’s family is inevitably thin-skinned…

Lin Xinghe’s heart: No, I’m not, I don’t, I…

However, before the inner activity was over, Lin Xinghe smelled a refreshing fragrance, and then, Xie Wuan grabbed her five fingers. In front of her was his unwrinkled white shirt, and his fingers were long and warm, not soft at all, with a masculine rigidity.

Lin Xinghe lost his mind for a moment.

But soon, the distraction was over, Xie Wuan let go of her hand, and the two had successfully entered the library of Emperor Fengdu. Although the library of the Great Emperor Fengdu was not as big as that of the old man, the city lord, but there were quite a few books in it, and it was densely packed.

Lin Xinghe picked out a random copy, and the words on it were known to her.

She picked up a few more books at random, and found that there were still some characters she didn’t know, and she didn’t know which language it was.

Can’t remember for a while.

Lin Xinghe simply didn’t want to, and threw the books into his portable space.

She started to use the old method again, borrowing the picture book function of the storage ring that Brother Jiu gave her, and spent more than ten minutes tossing these books in and identifying them. It didn’t take long for her to find the book she wanted.

She opened it and saw that it really recorded something related to the piece of land in Fujin Garden.

A poignant story was recorded.

Hundreds of years ago, Fujin Garden was naturally not Fujin Garden, it was the domain of the ghost king Murong Tian. Murong Tian had boundless magic power, and he cultivated into a ghost king in the form of a ghost. And such a ghost king later met a gentle mortal woman Nangong Kui, and started a vigorous love affair. However, because people and ghosts have different paths, the concept of this world is that different races cannot love and stay with each other. Love is breaking the rules of heaven. In the end, Murong Tian and Nangong Kui died tragically.

However, Nangong Kui was already pregnant before he died. In order to keep his descendants alive, Murong Tian tried his best to protect the fetus in Nangong Kui’s womb, and forcefully took out the fetus’ soul and injected it into an egg. Entrusted to the land god evening scene.

He was worried that after the birth of the fetus, he would have nothing to rely on, and went the wrong way again, leaving a piece of land for his descendants, the piece of land in Fujin Garden.

When the egg has absorbed the essence of the three hundred and sixty years of heaven, earth, sun and moon, it will break out of its shell, inherit that piece of land, and become the owner of that piece of land.

And all the creatures in that piece of land, whether alive or dead, as long as they live in it, will be the slaves of the land owner.

When Lin Xinghe saw this setting, he couldn’t help but snort.

This is properly the setting of the protagonist, and the golden finger is too big.

But she thinks a lot, and thinks carefully and cautiously, and it is not necessarily the protagonist. From the perspective of the land owner’s servant, it is also possible that the villain boss, the righteous protagonist may have more gold than the villain boss. Fingers, but no matter from which level, Murong Tian and Nangong Kui’s children are one of the main characters.

Lin Xinghe took a picture of the above record with his mobile phone and put it back. After all, this is one of the important plots in the novel world. When Emperor Fengdu came back and found that he was missing, he might stumble them.

Lin Xinghe calculated the time again. From the records, it seems that the egg absorbs the essence of the three hundred and sixty years of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and it will break out of its shell. Such a setting and the current time, there are still ten years before one of the main characters breaks out of the shell.

Lin Xinghe was not surprised. The school’s arrangement was also one of her previous speculations.

Now that you know where one of the main characters is, it’s easy to do.

Lin Xinghe turned to look at Xie Wuan.

Xie Wu’an has been very quiet since entering the library, not the surface quiet, but the inner quiet. She didn’t say a word, so quiet that she thought Aphrodite’s tears were invalid.

She walked up to Xie Wu’an, raised her phone, and said, “I found a clue!”

Xie Wu’an: “Oh?”

Lin Xinghe told Xie Wuan what he had seen.

Xie Wu’an’s reaction was very cold: “Oh.”

His heart was also very quiet.

Lin Xinghe was not used to it, so he looked at him a few more times, but saw him turn to the side with no expression on his face, and said indifferently, “Go back when you find it.”

Lin Xinghe said, “Next, I will go to the land god of Fujin Garden. Evening scene.”

Xie Wu’an: “Oh.”

Lin Xinghe stretched out his hand.

Xie Wu’an gave her a complicated look, without saying anything, he directly held her, performed a little magic, and left the library. As soon as they left the library, they let go of Lin Xinghe’s hand, and immediately the two left the underworld and returned to the entrance of Fujin Garden. Seeing this, Lin Xinghe thought that Xie Wuan

was not happy to find clues with her, and said, “Xianjun, I can also find the Earth God alone, I know where she is.”

Without leaving, he continued to follow Lin Xinghe’s side.

Lin Xinghe knocked her out according to the location of the land god recorded in the library of the Great Emperor Fengdu.

Lin Xinghe said to Wan Jing without changing his face: “I was asked by the Ghost King and the Ghost King’s wife to fetch eggs.”

Wan Jing looked at Lin Xinghe suspiciously and asked, “What evidence do you have?”

Lin Xinghe said: “The Ghost King He confessed to me before his death, ten years before the birth of his descendants, he was destined to have a catastrophe, and he specially asked me to protect…” She gave in slightly, revealing half a tool person, Xie Wu’an.

When Wan Jing saw Xie Wu’an’s immortal energy, he immediately did not suspect him, and handed over the egg that had been preserved for 350 years to Lin Xinghe.

The egg is very huge, not the size of an egg, nor a goose egg, nor the size of an ostrich egg. It is the size of five camel eggs, and it is like holding a five- or six-month-old baby in his arms.

The color of the egg is snow-white, without any lines on it, and it is very smooth and delicate.

Lin Xinghe thanked the Earth God and returned to the flat-floor apartment in Fujin Garden.

The ninth brother Fu Zhou and the others didn’t know where they were going, and there were only her and Xie Wu’an in the room.

Xiaoxueji stayed in her portable space.

Xie Wuan was still very quiet.

Lin Xinghe thought, maybe it’s time to explain it to him seriously, it was really a misunderstanding, she was having a brain attack at that time, so she would say such a thing on the Mengpo Bridge.

Lin Xinghe thought about it, and finally decided to explain.

Unexpectedly, when she was about to turn her head to look at Xie Wu’an, she heard his heart sound —

“Ten fingers are like bamboo shoots, and wrists are like white lotus roots .

”

, tune the string of the violin and draw the exposed tip and slant.”

“Hands are like soft weeds, and skin is like cream.”

“Slim nephrite jade cut spring onions, growing in fragrant Luo Cui sleeves.”

Lin Xinghe: What?

[End of This Chapter]