I’m Really a Villain

Seeing the old man walking step by step, Ren Pingsheng's body was filled with red and black flames, and the surrounding space was also melting little by little.

He punched out, and a stream of pure white smoke ignited in the air.

The old man frowned, and his true life appeared directly on his body, which looked like a roc.

Dapeng rises with the wind, its wings blow up a storm, and it fights with Ren Pingsheng.

And the rest of the disciples of the Beast Sect also killed Xu Zimo. Xu Zimo took the Ba Ying and asked for nineteen moves, basically one head at a time.

However, some of these disciples were mixed with some elders who were in the Venerable Vessel Realm. Together, these people could still entangle Xu Zimo for a while.

Of course, this is also the reason why Xu Zimo has never used the prison-suppressing divine body.

At the table beside her, Lan Ke'er frowned slightly as she watched this scene, and ordered, "Go and help them."

"Don't worry, miss, I've long been unhappy with this kid," the sad Taoist stood up, exuding the aura of being in the state of God.

His true destiny is a long river, and when the long river flows slowly, it seems that there is a whimpering sound emanating from it.

People can't help but feel sad for no reason.

"I asked you to help them, not the people of the Beast Sect," Lan Ke'er said in a dissatisfied voice.

"Ah," the sad Taoist was stunned for a moment, only to see that his embarrassing face became even uglier.

Seeing the sad Taoist helping Ren Pingsheng to block the elder of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, Lan Ke'er said to the Huan Taoist beside him: "Go and stop those Ten Thousand Beast Sect disciples, I want to talk to him alone."

"Miss, we are here this time to form an alliance with the Myriad Beast Sect. I'm afraid it won't affect us well," Taoist Huan said in a hesitant tone, but his face was always smiling from beginning to end.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Lan Ke'er raised her head slightly, looking at Taoist Huan lightly.

"I dare not," Taoist Huan shook his head hastily, then got up and joined the battlefield.

Here, Xu Zimo had just killed a disciple of the Myriad Beast Sect when he felt someone tug on his clothes.

He turned around and saw Lan Ke'er pulling him towards the outside of the inn, and all the disciples of the Wanshou Sect who had been killed were stopped by Taoist Huan.

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The two came to a remote alley behind the inn, Xu Zimo looked at the girl with a smile.

Then I saw a sword light flashing in the air, the girl was holding a three-foot long sword, and the blade was glowing with pale white light.

The cold touch of the long sword stopped on Xu Zimo's neck, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The breeze blows from a distance, rolling up a few wisps of dust, and the sun shines gently at the entrance of the alley.

The girl's long hair that was originally coiled on the top of her head was all loose, and her jet-black hair was casually draped behind her back. Those energetic eyes just looked at Xu Zimo quietly.

Xu Zimo chuckled and said, "The last time we met was when you begged me in tears. I didn't expect to see each other again now but with swords facing each other."

"What are you talking about?" Lan Ke'er frowned, and replied flatly, "I don't know you."

"It's nothing, I just feel emotional," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.

"How did you know about my wishes?" Lan Ke'er asked in a cold voice, "You'd better tell the truth, or I'll kill you with one sword."

"You should kill me, and I should die too," Xu Zimo took a deep breath, and said affectionately: "There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it until I lost it... .”

"Speak human," Lan Ke'er took the sword a step further, almost cutting the flesh on Xu Zimo's neck.

"Do you believe in fate?"

"I don't believe it," the girl shook her head.

"Do you believe in fate?"

"Do not believe."

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Xu Zimo was silent for a while, and then said: "You don't believe anything, how can I explain it to you?"

"You think I dare not kill you?" Lan Ke'er snorted coldly and said lightly, "You have to understand that only the dead will keep secrets forever."

"I had a dream before, but I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality," Xu Zimo said slowly with a sigh.

"What dream?" Lan Ke'er looked at Xu Zimo and asked.

"I had you in my dream, you said you loved me, you wanted to give birth to me, and you wanted to live in seclusion with me in a paradise, begging me not to leave you, but I refused," Xu Zimo said slowly.

"You fart, I'm not that kind of person," Lan Ke'er quickly yelled and retorted loudly.

"Really, I didn't lie to you, although I woke up from the dream, God gave me another chance.

I swore to myself that I will treat you well this time.

Don't you like having children? No problem. We will have many, many children in the future.

If one is not enough, ten or twenty, don't worry, I can stand it," Xu Zimo said seriously.

"Try molesting my old lady again," Lan Ke'er tilted the long sword in her hand slightly, and said viciously.

"I'm not joking," Xu Zimo smiled wryly, his long hair was gently blown by the breeze, and he said in a serious tone: "You know who I remember the most in my dreams before I die.

Except that my parents are you, I not only love you, but also have a deep guilt.

My father is the deputy suzerain of Zhenwu Shengzong. I don't lack resources or women. Do you think it is necessary for me to lie to you? "

"Zhenwu Shengzong?" Lan Ke'er was stunned for a moment, then said lightly: "You yourself said it was a dream, maybe you are daydreaming."

Xu Zimo was silent for a while, and did not speak again.

"The story is very good," Lan Ke'er said calmly.

"Thank you," Xu Zimo chuckled, but the smile was mostly bitter.

He was thinking about a question, "Is it possible that what is lost can never be returned, just like a broken cup cannot be restored."

Lan Ke'er looked into Xu Zimo's eyes, those eyes were very deep, like a pool of stagnant water, inexplicably vicissitudes.

It is often said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, through which one can see through the true thoughts of a person's heart.

Lan Ke'er didn't know why, looking at those eyes that seemed to have countless stories and ups and downs, she felt inexplicably heartbroken.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she just felt sorry for the young man in front of her for no reason.

"Crazy." She inserted the long sword into the scabbard, turned and left without looking back, "For the sake of your wonderful story, I will let you off this time."

"Hey, my name is Xu Zimo."

"Who wants to know your name!"

"This story is still very long, I can tell it to you slowly, don't you want to know what happened between us?"

"I don't want to," although the girl said she didn't want to, but she stopped and turned to look at Xu Zimo.

The breeze passed the willow trees on the side of the road, and after a big circle, it blew from the entrance of the alley, blowing the girl's long hair and dancing.