I’m Really a Villain

"Master Shen," Xiaoqing called out a little cautiously, lowering her head shyly, not daring to look up at the man in front of her.

"You're still called Mr. Shen?" Shen Lang said pretending to be displeased.

"Shen, Shen Lang," Xiaoqing raised her head, glanced at Shen Lang, then quickly lowered her head.

The face is like the sky under the setting sun, and the sunset quietly climbed up the branches.

"That's right, don't worry, we will be together for the rest of our lives, and no one can separate," Shen Lang said with a smile.

"But can Lin Qiu let it go?" Xiaoqing said worriedly.

"After all, his father is the peak master of Taixiao Peak."

"I didn't let you come here before, because I was afraid of causing a battle between the two peaks," Shen Lang said coldly.

"But don't be afraid now, that guy has been poisoned by my Huo Burning Heaven.

At most three months, the whole body will turn red, and eventually die by self-immolation.

Especially during these three months, the pain will be unbearable every day, as if the body has been roasted by fire, and there is no time to take care of you. "

"Then if this matter is discovered?" Xiaoqing said with some concern.

"Qing'er, you know and I know. If you don't tell, no one will know." Shen Lang shook his head slightly, and gently embraced the woman in front of him.

"I get it, Shen Lang, I won't say it even if I die," Xiao Qing also hugged Shen Lang, pressing her face against his chest.

Solemnly said: "Xiaoqing was originally a prostitute, her life was like grass, not worth mentioning.

Now that he can be loved by Shen Lang, as Xu Qing, he will follow him to the end in this life. "

Shen Lang smiled, turned his head to look at the group of yellow-robed disciples behind him, and asked: "I asked Zhang Qian to tell that trash, why didn't he come to report to me?"

"Here," the yellow-robed disciples next to him hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Shen Lang frowned slightly and asked.

A yellow-robed disciple shook his head slightly, waved his right hand, and said, "Bring it up."

Immediately afterwards, a young man in a yellow robe was carried up on a stretcher.

Both of his legs were broken, and he faltered and couldn't say a word.

He looked dying and was in great pain.

"Zhang Qian?" Shen Lang frowned and asked embarrassingly, "What's going on?"

The yellow-robed disciple next to him took out a piece of paper and said, "Senior brother, his tongue was cut off.

So earlier I had him write everything that happened on paper. "

Shen Lang took the paper and glanced at it for a few moments. The knife in his hand was so fierce that it directly shattered the paper into powder.

"Brother, are you alright?" the person next to him asked cautiously.

"Lin Qiu lied to me, and I will never die with him," Shen Lang said with a gloomy face.

The gloomy face is even more terrifying than the gloomy sky above.

……………

After Xu Zimo finished training, he just walked out of the small courtyard when he saw Jiang Changsheng's spooky appearance, watching quietly outside.

"Since you're here, come in," Xu Zimo waved his hand and called him in.

The maid has already prepared breakfast and placed it in the gazebo in the courtyard.

"Brother, is there something for you?" Jiang Changsheng asked tentatively.

"Could it be that you are really looking at my handsomeness?"

"You also know that brother is a well-known dude," Xu Zimo said, waving his hands.

"As a dude, wouldn't it be a failure to have no dog legs?"

"Forgive me for being ignorant, I don't understand what you mean," Jiang Changsheng said, shaking his head.

"I want you to be my dog's leg, it's straightforward enough," Xu Zimo replied.

"A real man doesn't bend his waist for three buckets of rice. Junior brother, I have been dissolute and love freedom all my life. How can I be inferior to others?" Jiang Changsheng slapped the table angrily, and said sternly.

"Senior Brother, don't mention this matter again in the future, Junior Brother will be unhappy."

"Really?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You can't even die," Jiang Changsheng said calmly, looking straight at him.

"Clang," there was a sound of drawing the knife, and a few strands of black hair fell off gently.

"Wait a minute, junior brother thought about it for a while, as the saying goes, a man can bend and shrink.

A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not often exist.

The pearl is covered with dust, if it meets a famous master, it will be like a ray of light, rushing to break the dawn. "

Jiang Changsheng looked at Xu Zimo seriously, and said, "Since then, junior brother has been following senior brother wholeheartedly.

At the ends of the earth, mountains of swords and seas of fire, it is imperative. "

While the two were talking, a disciple ran in from the outside in a panic.

"Senior Brother Lin, the Peak Master asked you to go there," the disciple said out of breath.

"What's the matter?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It seems that someone from Bixiao Peak has come to ask you for something," the disciple replied.

"Go and have a look," Xu Zimo smiled.

…………

Following that disciple, Xu Zimo not only brought Jiang Changsheng, but also the two guards for his courtyard.

On the way up the mountain, Xu Zimo looked at the two and asked, "What's your name?"

"One sword in Xialong, two swords in dragon," the two replied quickly.

"This name is simple and rude," Xu Zimo smiled.

Walking up to the meeting hall on the top floor of Taixiao Peak, when Xu Zimo walked into the hall, he found that except for his father Lin Beisheng and several elders of Taixiao Peak.

A young man in golden robe and an old man in golden robe stood beside him.

"Daddy," Xu Zimo greeted.

"Qiu'er, you're here." Lin Beisheng smiled, waved his hand and said, "I came here for my father to ask you something."

"Please tell me, Daddy," Xu Zimo nodded.

"Did you seriously injure a disciple of Bixiao Peak?" Lin Beisheng asked.

"No, where did Dad start talking about this?" Xu Zimo shook his head and said.

"Lin Qiu, how dare you deny it," Shen Lang, the golden young man next to him, snorted coldly.

Said: "The evidence of the crime and witnesses are all there. You must give an account of this matter."

"Who are you? When is it your turn to shout loudly on Taixiao Peak?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"Lang'er, step back first," the old man in the golden robe next to him waved his hands with a smile.

I saw Zhang Qian being carried in on a stretcher.

The old man smiled and said, "Young Master Lin, do you still want to deny it?"

"Deny what? I don't know," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

With a wave of the golden robe old man, a piece of paper was taken out from the ring.

Said: "This is Zhang Qian's testimony, Mr. Lin wants to see it?"

Xu Zimo glanced at the other party and asked, "I don't know what to call this elder?"

"Bixiao Peak, Heqing." The old man said flatly.

"Okay, Elder Heqing, it doesn't make sense for you to talk like this," Xu Zimo said shaking his head.

"What Zhang Qian said doesn't count. He said I hit him, so did I hit him? What if it's a false accusation?

I was assassinated a few days ago, and I also said that Elder He Qing did it, I wonder if it is true? "

"That's right," Jiang Changsheng next to him nodded, and said hastily, "I think he must be jealous of our young master's handsomeness, and framed him, blatantly framed him."