Fantasy: I became the villain at the beginning

At this time, everyone in the mansion heard the commotion and rushed here, Murong Xiaoqing and Ye Ling were the first to arrive, followed by more than a dozen guards.

"How is this going?"

Murong Xiaoqing squinted at the servant and said in a cold voice.

"I asked you to send a piece of clothing, why did you send it like this?"

It's true that she called this guy, but is it so coincidental that this guy has the mark of the dead?
"Don't get close to him, he is under the spell I mentioned earlier."

As soon as he was reminded, the strange man laughed and said sharply: "You still care about others? The lines on your arms are not beautiful. They are called life-grabbing curses. Once you get infected, you will really live like a year."

"At the beginning, one day is one year, and after a few days, one day is ten years. How many more days?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Ling was terrified, and hurriedly ran to Brother Ye Chen in the distance.

Ye Chen's face remained unchanged after hearing this, but he just said indifferently: "Then tell me, what if I knew that man?"

"It's best if we know each other."

There was a cold light in the weird man's eyes, he laughed and said: "He is very familiar with this life-grabbing curse, you can tell him about it. But if you don't know it, even the Daluo Jinxian is hard to save, even you Fall by yourself..."

Suddenly, Ye Chen's foot stepped sharply, and his figure shot towards the corner of the roof like a shooting star.When the broken tiles came out, he saw a black figure galloping away like a stray dog ​​more than a hundred meters away, trampling down how many tiles.

The boy who was talking went limp and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ye Ling followed closely behind and reached the roof, couldn't help reaching out and gently lifted Ye Chen's right arm.

Sure enough, the black lines are closely attached, which makes people feel flustered.She was trying to comfort her, but she saw that the lines on her hands were already half smaller than before.

"I'm fine, let's talk in the room first."

When the two returned to the house, Murong Xiaoqing greeted her with a slight frown and said, "The boy is dead, and he died half an hour ago."

"I was paying attention to my surroundings when I spoke just now, and found a faint faint breath."

He turned his head to look at the young servant's corpse lying on the ground and said: "I didn't notice it at first, but whenever he spoke, his breath intensified a little, and I thought that the two must be inseparable. So I just chased him out But the man was so fast that he ran away for a while."

Murong Xiaoqing was at a loss for such a weirdness, so she could only ask to see his right arm.

"Most of the lines have disappeared from the beginning, maybe it's just a trick of the weirdo, maybe it's true."

He said it casually, because he believed in himself.

Just now the weirdo just touched his arm for a moment, and trying to plant such a powerful spell silently under his nose, it would be incomparable.

But after seeing the lines, Murong Xiaoqing's complexion was visibly ugly.

"I'm afraid... there is such a technique."

She took a breath and said in silence: "I saw it in an ancient book. Because this spell is so vicious, I still vaguely remember it. The book also copied this pattern. Although it is only part of it, I dare 100% Definitely, absolutely unmistakable."

"The day and year that the weird man said is not exaggerated. Although the stronger the strength, the less the effect of the spell, but after a long period of time, even if the Tao is extremely high, it is impossible to escape."

"We must find that one..."

Murong Xiaoqing's eyes trembled slightly and she sighed softly.

What the weirdo said was very clear just now, and it also matched what she had read in the book.There is no record in the book on how to solve the curse, only a line was scribbled: "Brute force can't solve it, and medicine can't solve it. If you want to solve the curse, you must have cleverness."

"It's just that... Senior, who has always disappeared without a trace, and it is very difficult to find."

Ye Chen listened to this for a while, and said with a relieved smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely meet that senior in two days."

And at this moment, Ye Chen and the others were not the only ones who were thinking about that great man, incense candles were curling up on the Jiuxiao Pavilion, and the bells kept ringing.

"With a notification from Uncle Lao, he said that I would like to see the master of the pavilion master."

On the high steps in the deep mountain, Cang Sheng bowed his body and spoke humbly.

Only apes and birds are heard here, water is splashing and wind is blowing, it is the secret place in Jiuxiao Pavilion, the steps have no way out, only a few commoner men guarding a ruined temple.

"The master of the pavilion has an order. Without his old man speaking, no one can go up half a step."

The leader was a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his thick lips twitched.

"I know that, Uncle Shen."

Cang Fusheng shrunk his neck unconsciously, and continued in a lower voice: "But this time something is serious, I must report to Master immediately, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect the sect's plan."

Several people's faces changed slightly when they heard the words, and they looked at each other but no one dared to speak first.

Jingle Bell.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind and bells from behind the ruined temple.

Uncle Shen heard the sound, ordered someone to bring a pen and paper, and said:
"My lord has an order, ordering you to write down three inches of blank paper and submit it."

Excited, Cang Fusheng took the pen and paper.

I don't know how long the master hasn't seen anyone. It's a great honor to have him write a note and submit it this time.

He preciously wrote down the fact that he met the mysterious person at the auction, then he held it up in both hands and handed it to Master Shen next to him, respectfully saying: "Thank you, Master."

"Fusheng, let's have a meal here today. The pavilion master may approve a reply, it's better to wait."

After handing over the note to the seniors, Uncle Shen smiled slightly.

"Then disciple, it is better to obey orders than respect." Cang Fusheng readily agreed.

Before the rice was cooked, the pavilion master's review came.

"By birth, the pavilion master ordered you to personally open it."

Uncle Shen handed it over carefully.

Not daring to be negligent, Cang Fusheng carefully spread out the comments, and saw four large characters written on the paper: "Zhenxuanhuangshan." And beside the words, there was a piece of jade pendant that was so thick that it couldn't be scattered.

Zhenxuanhuang Mountain, which seems to be ethereal and invisible, is actually less than a hundred miles outside the city. It is a mountain range formed by hundreds of small hills.

And just when Cang Fusheng was overjoyed, a group of people had already ushered in outside Zhenxuanhuang Mountain.

These two days, the duel in the Martial Arts Conference was in full swing, but none of them came to challenge Murong Xiaoqing and Ye Chen. It seemed that someone deliberately manipulated them to make sure they entered the official competition.

Nothing happened during the period, Ye Chen and his party followed the weirdo and came to Zhenxuanhuang Mountain.

"No way."

Murong Xiaoqing said suspiciously: "There is little aura here, and there is nothing special about it. It doesn't seem like a place where that senior would come."

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Glancing over the surrounding woods, Ye Chen said with a smile: "Those strange people are going after that senior. We follow them all the way, and we will definitely find some clues."

While he was speaking, suddenly there were bursts of clattering in the woods.

Bang!
A black shadow flew upside down and fell heavily not far from several people.

It was a corpse that was no longer human-shaped, but it was still struggling to get up. What else could it be if it wasn't a strange person who had been imprinted?
Before Ye Chen could make a move, a ray of light rushed over and bombarded the strange man.

Which senior is it?
Murong Xiaoqing was overjoyed when she saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward to speak out.