Why Hasn't My Disciple Turned Black Yet?

Group portrait/1v1/HE/Updated every other day/Updated at 18:00 The fake flower of the high mountain, the true gentle and kind Master Shou × the fake gentleman, the true dastardly man and ghost, white cuts and black attacks Jiang Jiu passed through the book and became the background master of the villain Gu Qing. The system mission is: Please promote the rational darkening of villains and create flesh-and-blood villains. The first time: The villain Gu Qing achieved the "Light of the Righteous Path" achievement, but the mission failed! The second time: The villain Gu Qing achieved the "Killing to Prove Dao" achievement, but the mission failed! Now is the third time. The "big villain Gu Qing" is upright, diligent, well-behaved and considerate. When he calls "Master", the corners of his mouth are curved like a spring breeze, and his bright eyes are deep and affectionate, showing no harm to humans or animals. The more Jiang Jiu watched, the more confused he became: How could this person be so nice? He was not arrogant, impetuous, greedy, or resentful. How could he possibly turn into a black man? However, the way he looked at me... Wasn't something right? System: How about you stay with him and then abandon him? Jiang Jiu struggled internally: ... Okay! Once you fail, run away! · Gu Qing's nature is murderous, indifferent, and does not care about the righteousness of the world and the suffering of the people: all things are like cud dogs, what is the difference between humans and ants? But his master cares. So, he cultivated his mind, restrained his nature, cultivated his virtue, and became a gentleman praised by everyone. He thought that he could act in front of his master for the rest of his life. Until, that person "died". Gu Qing, a leader in the world of cultivation who was worthy of important responsibilities and had a great reputation, slaughtered more than a thousand guests who came to "condolence" in Jiangjiu's mourning hall. The blood stained the white mourning silk red, and the smell of blood filled the area for ten miles, and the sword was curled by the killing. He carefully picked up Jiang Jiu's body from the coffin, and cautiously and timidly opened his mouth to test: "Master, look at this mourning hall, which is stained red with blood. Does it look like... The wedding hall for you and me?" The escaped Jiang Jiu OS: ... It seems that he accidentally lost it! Gu Qing's eyes were dim and unclear: If you die, can you still be resurrected? Small theater: When Jiang Jiu was attacked, Gu Qing used a voice transmission technique to send a message to Yaoxie: If you dare to hurt his hair, I will tear out your intestines. Gu Qing's smile is like the spring breeze, and the evil spirits are shaking like chaff. Jiang Jiu: Don't be afraid. You can correct your mistakes if you know them. There is no great virtue. My disciple is the most kind and sensible. Yaoxie:... Damn it, you are the only one who thinks others are kind-hearted! Next is the pre-receipt of the copy "His Royal Highness is alive again". Those who are interested can click to save it first~ Jiang Chi was born as a god and lived happily for thousands of years, but he was ruined by a jar of wine. At the Immortal Banquet, he was drunk and hazy, offending the Four Heavenly Emperors, and even kicked the Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron over. As a result, Jiang Chi was stripped of his divine status and demoted to the mortal world. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had been reincarnated into a corpse. The body was covered in spots, there was no breathing or heartbeat, no need to eat or sleep, and even the smell of alcohol could not be tasted. Jiang Chi: What else is there to live for? ! ... It seems that he is indeed not alive either. What's even worse is that this body seems to be something special. It's actually the young prince who was murdered by the rebels! The gangsters of the rebel party were chasing him, and he accidentally broke into the painting workshop of a nobleman. Strangely, after getting closer to him, the corpse spots on his body gradually faded away, and the smell of alcohol could still be tasted! Jiang Chi: Master, save me! Jiang Chi didn't know that the noble person was Feng Qingci, the current imperial master. The world said that his eyebrows were like frost, his heart was like stone, he could turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain. Dressed in mysterious clothes, he stood above thousands of people, and even the emperor had to respect him. Bad news: The Imperial Preceptor seems to be at odds with the former Crown Prince. Good news: There is no need to deal with the imperial advisor and the rebels who murdered the prince. I don't know whether it's good or bad news: Rumor has it that the Imperial Master has a broken sleeve. Following Feng Qingci, you can drink wine and live a life. This business is not a loss. So the two of them had their own agendas and reached a deal: he would be the puppet prince of the Imperial Preceptor, and the Imperial Preceptor would protect him. Until one day, the two of them got drunk together. Jiang Chi learned two things: First, Feng Qingci's drinking capacity was really bad. Second, the rumors are true. * Feng Qingci hated a god most in his life. When he was a child, there was a severe drought in his hometown, and the land was thousands of miles away, but the court spent a lot of money to build a platform for raising and lowering immortals. The god floated down, with frosty face and moonlight soul, ice bones and jade posture, but Feng Qingci threw a stone at him from a distance. That night, his body was taken from him and abandoned in a mass grave. Half of his face was rotten and three of his fingers were broken. He could neither crawl nor die. Someone wiped the blood off his face, gave him a piece of steamed bun, picked him up from hell, and treated him like a teacher or a father. That was the most respectful thing in his life. Later, he stepped on the corpses and climbed to the top, hoping to wash the world with blood, but he ran into a pair of the cleanest eyes. That man didn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts, and didn't know how to weigh the pros and cons. His innocence was like a piece of uncut jade, but it happened to penetrate his heart. Later, I searched all over heaven and earth. You are the one I hate the most, respect you the most, and love you the most. * One night, Jiang Chi accidentally broke into the darkroom of the Imperial Master's study. The candlelight flickered, spells were everywhere, the air was filled with incense ash and the smell of blood, and the statue of Jiang Chi hung prominently in the middle of the wall. Jiang Chi: Why... Are you studying these? Feng Qingci: Blasphemy. Intention: A gentleman ignores his deeds and his heart