The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress

Chapter 222: The second personality awakens

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Some people are born without the need for emotions. They can be at ease in the midst of false affections, and can remain calm when facing swords and knives, but if someone holds a bloody true heart in front of them, they will be afraid.

People are always afraid of unfamiliar things because they have never had them before, so they will instinctively retreat and resist.

Baili Duyue didn't know why he suddenly withdrew his hand, but he did withdraw his hand in a panic, and his fingertips were burning, as if he was holding a piece of charcoal, and he couldn't help but frown.

Sang Feiwan noticed Baili Duyue's action and was stunned for a moment. He realized later that although the man in front of him held the power of life and death, he had never touched love and was as clean as a blank sheet of paper in this regard.

This kind of person is both good and bad. The good thing is that they are pure enough, but the bad thing is that once they are attracted to someone, they cannot change their mind. Only by destroying both sides can the cause and effect be ended.

Sang Feiwan slowly lowered his eyes, thinking that people with deep feelings are indeed only found in books, and in real life, most people are as heartless as his parents.

For some reason, he slowly stepped back a few steps.

"I'm leaving now."

Sang Feiwan looked up at Baili Duyue and smiled, suddenly thinking that maybe he shouldn't provoke this person who was too naive about feelings. But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment and soon disappeared.

He needs to complete the mission, he needs to stay alive, and more importantly, he doesn't need anything like a conscience.

But Sang Feiwan did nothing at this moment, just glanced at Baili Duyue, and then respectfully left the hall with everyone else. However, he did not notice that a pair of eyes fell on him.

Jiang Liuping, the Lord of Canzhao City, has two major hobbies. He loves beauties and fine wine the most. He had already been fascinated by the beauties in the palace. Suddenly he noticed that the man serving Baili Duyue was the most handsome. Under the influence of wine, he raised his glass and jokingly said, "King Cangdu is so lucky to have the most beautiful woman in the world. We are so envious of him."

Baili Duyue owns the entire Northern Territory, so it is not wrong to call him the King of Cangdu, and he even deserves the title.

Qu Wujing could hear Jiang Liuping's flattery, and said sarcastically while playing with his wine glass, "There is no beauty that can surpass the beauty in the world, and a beauty that pleases the eyes is a beauty. So, which beauty has City Lord Jiang taken a fancy to?"

Jiang Liuping closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "The man who served the meal just now had a good-looking appearance."

When Jiang Liuping said this, Baili Duyue knew who it was. He thought of nothing else but Sang Feiwan. He hooked his fingertips expressionlessly, ordered the servant to come forward and pour the wine, stared at Jiang Liuping and asked with a smile, "Why, do you want..."

Jiang Liuping lowered his head and smiled, but he did not deny it. "I'm afraid that Baili City Lord will not give up."

But in his heart, he thought that Baili Duyue had never been interested in beautiful women, so he would probably go with the flow and give her to him.

However, Baili Duyue knelt lazily, waved his scarlet sleeves, and suddenly asked, "If this city lord gives it to you, what will you give in exchange?"

Jiang Liuping was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "Gold, silver, pearls, jade, rare treasures, as long as the city lord asks, I will naturally offer them."

He was quite generous with his beauties, and could be said to have spent a fortune. However, no matter how wealthy Canzhao City was, it could never compare to Cangdu Royal City.

Baili Duyue said shockingly, "This city lord has no shortage of gold and silver, no shortage of rare treasures, but only a human skin. If you want that person, why not exchange your own skin for him?"

When he finished speaking the last word, the hall fell silent for a moment. Everyone subconsciously looked at Baili Duyue, wondering if he was joking. However, Baili Duyue stared at Jiang Liuping motionlessly, obviously not joking.

The smile on Jiang Liuping's face froze for a moment.

Baili Duyue saw that he was silent, as if she had expected it. She curled her lips sarcastically and said coldly, "Since you are the one I love, why can't you bear the pain? This love is fake, just a temporary impulse, like the clouds in the sky, which can be easily dispersed and cannot be true."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt bored and left the table, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment, wondering how they had offended Baili Duyue.

In fact, not to mention the city lords, even the servants who had served Baili Duyue for many years could not guess his thoughts. Seeing him leave the table in anger, he asked carefully behind him, "Does the city lord want to go to the study to paint?"

Baili Duyue was a little absent-minded. Hearing this, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Who offered it to him?"

The attendant was a smart man. He was stunned for a moment after hearing the words, but soon realized who Baili Duyue was asking about. "Reporting to the city lord, Sang Feiwan is the son of a farmer. Later, he was sold to the city lord of Shuangqing by his father. He was presented to Cangdu during the Hundred Flowers Festival banquet a few years ago. He has no immortal roots."

No Immortal Root

That's what mortals are.

Farmer origin

He is not a disciple of an immortal sect.

With such poor qualifications, such a peerless appearance, and such a low status, if she were to fall into other places, she would probably become a toy in the furnace of the kings of the immortal palaces and be discarded after use.

Baili Duyue exhaled slowly upon hearing this, not knowing what he was thinking. He passed the center of the lake, slowly grasped the railing, lowered his eyes and looked into the water, only to see his face clearly reflected in it.

The scarlet robe and frosty white hair are seductive yet indifferent.

However, at this moment, something strange happened. Baili Duyue was clearly frowning, but the reflection in the water suddenly smiled at him. Although they had the same face, the other person's eyes were full of ambition and control, and his expression was evil and wild.

It is as if everyone is locked in a dark cage, unable to see people’s ambitions and desires.

Normally, if he has no desires or demands, he will naturally lurk in the dark. However, if his mind is disturbed and there is any sign of it, he will come immediately like a jackal smelling blood.

Baili Duyue's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this. He never expected that his usually calm heart of Taoism would be disturbed by Sang Feiwan, giving rise to signs of another personality showing up.

And Sang Feiwan could never have imagined that the one who was now controlling Baili Duyue's body was actually the good personality, not the evil personality he imagined.

Or to put it more bluntly, these two personalities are actually neither good nor evil. The difference is that one is a little more evil, and the other is a little more evil.

However, Sang Feiwan had seen Baili Duyue like to peel people's skins before, so she had a preconceived notion that the other person was an evil person. Little did she know that an even more evil personality was still lurking in the deepest part of his body.

The electronic light screen displayed by the system flashed in the air and then disappeared without a trace.

Evil personality darkening degree 89

Good personality dark degree 32

Baili Duyue saw something unusual in the water, and his face suddenly turned ugly. He poured spiritual power into his fingertips, and saw a thick layer of ice suddenly formed on the surface of the lake, and it was spreading far away at a rapid speed, and then it exploded with a bang, and ice fragments splashed everywhere, scaring the servants around.

They ignored the flying ice and knelt down in panic.

Baili Duyue's light-colored eyes flashed a hint of scarlet. He vaguely realized that his other personality, which he had suppressed for many years, had awakened and began to stir. He slowly tightened his fingertips, and with difficulty he stood up by the lakeside fence. He angrily waved his sleeves and coldly shouted, "Get out of here!"

Please note that the villain's blackness has risen to 34. The current blackness of the dual personality is as follows:

Evil personality darkening degree 89

Kind personality dark degree 34

As night fell, Sang Feiwan was in the yard watching the people in the flower and grass house planting flowers outside the garden. He suddenly heard the system prompt sound and was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked at the electronic light screen, but saw that the degree of evil personality inexplicably increased by 2, and he couldn't help but squint in suspicion.

It stands to reason that he has not come into direct contact with Baili Duyue's "good personality", so how could the other party inexplicably increase his degree of evil by 2

Sang Feiwan "Why"

The system shook its head to indicate that it didn’t know.

Sang Feiwan retracted his gaze and said, "Forget it. I guess you don't know either."

He is now more concerned about the flowers in the yard.

Because Sang Feiwan suddenly remembered a plot in the original novel of Tan Huan. When the people in the flower and grass house were planting Xueqin flowers, they mistakenly mixed up a Longtai orchid that looked very similar to Xueqin flowers and actually had aphrodisiac effects.

On a dark and windy night, the protagonist Duan Yang happened to be taking a walk by the lake. Coincidentally, the city lord Baili Duyue was also nearby, so the two of them met by fate.

As luck would have it, the Longtai Orchid was planted right at their feet. It had a subtle fragrance that made people feel restless inside. Even a high-level cultivator like Baili Duyue could not resist it, and thus a fateful relationship began.

Although Duan Yang has been driven out of Cangdu City, there is no guarantee that the plot will not shift to someone else. To be on the safe side, Sang Feiwan felt that it was necessary to root out the problem and find the Longtailan plant that had aphrodisiac effects.

But there were too many flowers and plants, and they all looked pretty much the same. Sang Feiwan stared at them for a long time, and even when it was almost dark, he still couldn't find which one was the Longtai orchid.

The housekeeper had always disliked Sang Feiwan, and when he saw him standing there slacking off, he immediately became furious and walked up to him with a gloomy face and said, "Why, you have finished all the work in the study, who gave you the courage to stand here and slack off?"

Sang Feiwan had always thought that the housekeeper might have reached menopause, otherwise why would she dislike everyone? Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not confront the other party directly, but turned around and left the place, planning to come back in the evening.

That night, the royal city was quiet. Baili Duyue had a rare leisure time, but he did not paint, but meditated in the quiet room of the palace. He frowned, and the light blue spiritual energy surged around him, but it was different from his usual quiet and calm state, like the turbulent sea surface, with the momentum of a storm coming.

Baili Duyue's spiritual energy was greatly depleted due to repairing the formation at the border of the Northern Territory, and he has not yet stopped to repair it. He is now sitting cross-legged in meditation, his face changing from red to white, and he feels that there are two forces tearing at his body like crazy, with a sign of going crazy, and finally he can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"puff"

The white jade brick floor was suddenly covered with a bright, glaring red, like withered flowers crushed and scattered on the ground, which was indescribably strange.

Baili Duyue fell to the ground silently and passed out. However, within a few breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, his light-colored pupils flashed a hint of scarlet, and he stared straight up at the rooftop, motionless.

""

After a long time, Baili Duyue finally made a move. He slowly stretched out his hands and covered his face. There was a slight vibration in his chest, and a low and crazy laughter came out from between his fingers.

Just like the long-forgotten evil spirit finally sees the light of day

It started as a low laugh, then gradually grew louder, becoming more wanton and arrogant, making people feel evil and wild.

Baili Duyue seemed to have lost all the strength to laugh, and finally lowered his hands from his face. He was too lazy to adjust the loose collar of his robe, and just lay on the ground, supporting his head with one hand, and stretched the other hand in front of his eyes, moving his fingertips.

Baili Duyue stuck out his tongue and licked the blood off his lips. Then he closed his eyes in intoxication, and uttered three words slowly in the air with a hoarse voice and a kind of morbid laziness.

"Sang, Fei, Wan"

It was this person who aroused the desire hidden in his heart.

Whether it is lust, love, or hate, it is ultimately desire.

The moon was at its zenith, and most people had fallen asleep. However, Sang Feiwan sneaked into the back garden with a piece of fluorite for lighting. He covered his nose with a white handkerchief, bent down and searched for the pot of Longtai orchid one by one in the flowerbed, completing this huge task with great difficulty, and was completely unaware of the crimson figure that quietly appeared behind him.

He was a man with frosty hair, light red pupils, and deep facial features, as if he was carved from cold jade. He was wearing a red shirt that dragged on the ground. He stared at Sang Feiwan's back for a long time with an ambiguous look in his eyes, and finally he curled his lips and slowly walked closer.

The author has something to say: A certain melodramatic author once said that all the melodrama you spill in your book will eventually come back upon your own head.