Villain: Can I see what's wrong with the life script?

At this time, the pupils of the man in black suddenly shrank, his face flushed, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Cough, cough, chief altar master, please forgive me! Chief altar master, please forgive me!"
Seeing this, the Head Master of the Nether Sect's expression softened slightly, he snorted coldly, threw the man in black out with his hands, and said:
"I'll give you three days to bring him back to me!

Otherwise, go to the Netherworld to repent! "
"Yes, this subordinate obeys!"
The man in black hurriedly knelt on the ground and said loudly.

After saying that, the man in black withdrew.

The Head Master of the Nether Sect stood up, looked into the distance, and a sinister look flashed across his face:
"Little bitch, do you think you can escape from my grasp? You really don't know what to do! I want to see where you are hiding!"
After all, the head master of the Nether Sect disappeared in place, leaving only Nether under the darkness.
……

The former Fang family mansion is now on top of the ruins.

The only remaining members of the Fang family were rummaging around the ruins, trying to find something of value.

The Fang family was wiped out, the main force of the family was wiped out, and these remaining people are rootless duckweeds.

They can only barely maintain their future life by looking for some valuable treasures.

After rummaging through the entire ruins of Fang's family, everyone found very little, only found some incomplete weapons and a bunch of pills and exercises.

This situation makes everyone look embarrassed.

"How to do?"
"Damn Nether Sect, where did our Fang family provoke them!"
"What else? I just hope that the Nether Sect will stop troubling us!"
There was a lot of discussion among the people, with expressions of despair and sadness on their faces.

"You all shut up, we only have two options now."
At this moment, a young man in a white gown said that he is Fang Hongtu's youngest son, he has good cultivation and talent, but he is a little young.

The face of the young man in white was exhausted, his eyes were red, and despair was written on his face.

"Please speak, young master."
One person spoke in agreement.

"The first way is to seek revenge from the Nether Cult!"
The young man in white gritted his teeth and said, his eyes revealing incomparable resentment.

"this."
As soon as the young man in white finished speaking, everyone hesitated.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to take revenge?" The young man in white asked seeing the silence of the crowd.

"Our Fang family has been destroyed, what's the use of revenge?"
"It's not that the time has not come yet!"
"However, the Nether Cult is powerful, so how can we take revenge?"
"Ah! Revenge? It's a fool's dream!"
Everyone said something to each other, obviously they didn't want revenge, but there was no other better way.

The young man in white's face turned ugly. He didn't expect his words.

It did not exchange for the support of other clansmen, on the contrary, it also made many people disagree with him.

Thinking of this, the young man in white couldn't help but sigh.

"Forget it, since all the clan uncles are unwilling to take revenge, I will not force you."
"Now I'm talking about the second way. Although this way is a bit embarrassing, there is always a chance."
Hearing the words of the young man in white, everyone's expressions were shocked.

"Young master, you mean... you have a solution?"
"Yes, young master, can you help us take revenge?"
"Young master, tell us quickly!"
Everyone asked in a hurry.

"This way is to be a mouse, forget about hatred, hide in a dark corner, and just survive!"
The young man in white said, with a gloomy expression on his face and despair in his tone.

"Being a mouse, hiding in a dark corner, trying to survive?"
When everyone heard the words of the young man in white, they were suddenly in a trance.

They didn't expect that the dignified Fang family would end up in this field and had to hide in a dark corner and be a mouse.

"Being a mouse, of course not."
"Our Fang family was once a top family! How can we be a mouse?"
"Isn't it worse than a beast to be a mouse?"
"Yes, being a mouse will completely ruin the reputation of our Fang family."
Everyone in the Fang family talked a lot, obviously they didn't want to hide their names from now on, they didn't want to be mice.

When the young man in white heard the words of the clansmen, his face became cloudy and uncertain.

After a long time, the young man in white took a deep breath, calmed down his inner emotions, raised his head and asked the clansman:
"My uncles, what do you think?"
Everyone exchanged eyes with each other, but in the end they didn't speak.

Seeing this, the young man in white's face suddenly darkened. He had expected such a result long ago.

Therefore, there was no expression of panic, only endless despair and grief in my heart.

"Well, since the clan uncles don't have any great opinions, then I won't force you."
"From now on, there will be no more Fang family in this world, and no more..."
Before the young man in white finished speaking, he fell silent, turned around and walked out of the ruins.

"Hey! Young master, wait for us!"
"Young master, wait for us!"
Seeing the back of the young man in white leaving, everyone hurriedly followed.

The young man in white didn't pay attention to them, just stepped forward, and soon disappeared into the vast night.

After galloping for tens of breaths, the young man in white stopped suddenly, looked behind him, and said in a concentrated voice:
"Who, come out!"

"As expected of Fang Hongtu's species, it's interesting!"
After the young man in white finished speaking, an old voice sounded.

Immediately, an old man in black appeared in front of him.

The old man's body was bent and thin, and he looked as if he would fall if the wind blows.

"Who are you?"
The young man in white looked at the old man in black warily, and asked.

"Little baby, don't be nervous, I have no malicious intentions!"

The old man said with a smile.

Hearing the old man's words, the young man in white's face softened slightly, but he did not let down his vigilance.

"I don't know why seniors are looking for juniors?" the young man in white asked.

The old man shook his head with a smile, and said, "The old man came to you just to ask you a few words."
"What?"
The young man in white raised his eyebrows and asked.

Hearing this, the old man asked, "You hate Nether Cult, do you want revenge?"

"That's right, I can't wait to kill everyone in the Nether Sect immediately!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and he spoke fiercely.

"Hehe!" The old man laughed, "You feel that the clansmen are useless, so you decide to accumulate strength by yourself and wait for the opportunity to take revenge?"
"That's right!" The young man in white nodded and admitted without any concealment.