After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 86 Which one is the real me?

Do not!

In the cage of endless fog, Su Chichi suddenly panicked.

Her long, soaked hair was stuck to her forehead. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, her nose flaring, and she gasped rapidly, her voice already hoarse.

But everything is in vain.

Who would have thought that the first person to fight for the ‘past’ would be the person who originally created it?

The sword in the woman's hand fell to the ground.

She was half-kneeling, her nails dug deeply into her palms, and there were a few streaks of bright red blood.

She closed her eyes, unable to bear to see what happened next.

There was no resentment or confusion in the man's clear black and white eyes.

Some are just as calm as stagnant water.

But this memory existed in her mind, so how could it be solved by closing her eyes?

The scene is still moving slowly.

But the next moment, Su Chi Chi's eyes suddenly widened.

Because the expected scene did not appear.

In the picture, she stopped her hand at the last moment, left the past behind, and stepped forward to hug the man.

Not too many words, just hugging each other tightly.

The girl's face showed helplessness and hesitation.

So the man comforted her with a smile and explained to her the ins and outs of that incident.

He was always consistent, even if he was stabbed in the back, he still doted on her unconditionally.

The paths of the two intersect again, but with seemingly completely different endings.

Su Chichi looked blankly at the scene of them hugging each other, feeling that something was wrong in her heart, but she didn't want to think about it further.

If it could continue like this, she would be willing to indulge in it, even if she never woke up again.

But deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, there seemed to be the last glimmer of clarity reminding her.

which one……

Who is the real me?

……

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Blue Star, Longhu Mountain.

There are no trees in the Yisi Villa. Although Chen An made a bamboo chair himself, lying in the empty courtyard, he occasionally felt that something was missing.

Without trees, there are naturally no fallen leaves.

Naturally, Chen An couldn't be the same as he was in a certain life.

It is a boring little scene to watch quietly the leaves on the branches swaying, then being blown down by the wind from nowhere, spinning a few times in the air, and then falling lightly to the ground.

He didn't remember the date carefully, but vaguely remembered that it seemed that more than ten days and nights had passed since he arrived here.

During this period, except for eating in the cafeteria, Chen An rarely went out.

His three roommates were also skeptical and puzzled about his extremely bad behavior at first, but gradually turned into compliance.

He was like this and didn't even go to class. What else could he do but obey?

In the mountains outside Longhu Mountain, except for Chen An, everyone else practiced hard day and night and was extremely diligent.

No one dared to relax at all, for fear that just because of an oversight, they would fall behind and never be able to keep up.

On those cliffside platforms, students practicing hard can be seen everywhere.

There are those who exercise, those who run, and those who meditate at sunrise and dusk.

They are all working hard to start practicing Qi.

As for who will be the first among them to win the crown, the students have already speculated.

Putting aside Chen An and Lin Jingqiu, who they didn't know, the ones who attracted the most attention should be the group of disciples who already had a lot of background.

They have extraordinary conversational skills and refined temperament. They often stand out among the crowd as if they stand out from the crowd.

<divclass="contentadv">For example, there are those who are from Longhu Mountain and Qingcheng Mountain, there are also those who come from Daoguan from other places, and there are those with deep family backgrounds.

The most representative one should be a young man named He Jin.

He is not only an outstanding disciple of Longhu Mountain, but also has the support of the He family in the capital. Just over ten days have passed, and his name has spread throughout the entire group of new students, intentionally or unintentionally.

In this regard, Lin Jingqiu was highly similar to him, but they took completely different routes.

One is extremely high-profile in order to win over people's hearts and is eager to establish a small circle of his own.

One is silent and extremely low-key.

This afternoon.

The door of Yisi Small Courtyard was pushed open, and three young men walking in, talking and laughing.

It has been a few days since they came here, and Shao Ren and the other three have also lost their initial excitement and nervousness, and have entered into the rhythm of practice.

They had just returned from the formation class today and were still discussing with each other enthusiastically.

"To be honest, Master Meng is very powerful and knowledgeable. However, he looks so fierce that I don't even dare to go up and ask questions."

This was Sun Zhenjiang's voice. He clicked his tongue and complained in his words.

The other two people felt the same way and nodded along.

"Indeed, but to talk about having a bad temper, you have to be a horse master in the alchemy department. I heard that if you take his class, if you dare to lose your mind, you will be caught and used as a drug test. That is terrible."

Xie Wenqing said, he suddenly smiled when he thought of something.

"If you ask me, everyone's favorite class is probably Master Luo's class. He is good-looking, has a good figure, and most importantly, he has a gentle temper."

Speaking of this, the three of them looked at each other with approval in their eyes.

"No, think about it. Every time we go to the Swordsmanship Department classroom, we are always absent from the class. I often see people standing in the back to listen to the class."

As they were chatting, they happened to catch sight of the young man sitting on the bamboo chair, and couldn't help but look stunned.

Because it seems that on the first day, the other party came behind Master Luo.

At first, the three of them thought that Chen An probably had two tricks, but he just liked to pretend and refused to communicate with them.

But as time went by, Chen An did not show anything different from ordinary people.

This made the three of them start to think that maybe his relationship with Master Luo was really just a coincidence?

After all, considering Master Luo's gentle temperament, this possibility is not impossible.

But no matter what, the way Chen An is giving up on himself is really embarrassing, and one can't help but feel contempt in his heart.

Fortunately, there are no irreconcilable conflicts between us, and we are still polite on the surface.

"Chen An."

Shao Ren should have said hello first.

Then the young piazza's reply came from the bamboo chair.

"Good afternoon."

The three of them were not surprised by Chen An's answer.

Even privately, the three of them often compared Chen An to an emotionless greeting machine.

As long as you say hello to him, you can trigger the keyword and receive a slow hello.

After saying hello, the three of them also brought small benches from the house and sat together in the courtyard to bask in the sun and chat while traveling around the world.

Shao Ren took out his phone and swiped the screen.

He saw a little surprise on his face when he saw the first news pushed by the browser.

He waved to the other two people, "Damn, look, there's a new incident of beasts hurting people over in Changbai Mountain."

The two of them were refreshed and interested.