After I became a villain master, my beautiful apprentice fell in love with me

At the same time, he cursed in his heart, this wicked thing, he wanted to bury them alive. ơɱ

He looks young, but why is he so vicious?

The wicked son of old man Zhang took advantage of Su Chen's rescue and rushed out of the cave with smoke under his feet.

After leaving the cave, he sealed the cave entrance with a vicious palm.

"Master!" Xi Ling'er's shocked voice sounded outside the cave at the same time.

Huge rocks fell one after another in the cave.

Su Chen built a layer of spiritual power shield, covering himself and the villagers in it.

The huge stones kept hitting the protective shield, and the frightened villagers instinctively covered their heads and hid, screaming continuously.

If they hadn't been tied up by Su Chen's spiritual power, they would have rushed out and been smashed into meat patties by the stones.

Su Chen glanced at the unconscious villager and still thought he was more lovely, not noisy, and so obedient.

Turned his head and looked at the sealed cave entrance again.

I was so angry that I laughed. Zhang Laohan’s wicked son took his kindness as a capital for doing whatever he wanted.

He had been abiding by the law for three years and had never broken the precept of killing.

Amitabha, he usually didn’t kill people…

Outside the cave, the fight was already fierce.

The Demon Sect was a faction that was opposed to the major sects of cultivation. The techniques they practiced were varied and harmful to others and themselves. They were not tolerated by heaven and earth, and everyone in the world could kill them.

The evil technique that Zhang Laohan’s son practiced with blood was called drinking blood. It was very insidious and overbearing, and belonged to a branch of the Demon Sect.

The reason why many people who knew that evil ways were not allowed to do it was that the threshold was low and the effect was quick, but the side effects were also very large.

Zhang Laohan’s son had been practicing for less than three years, and he was already able to fight Yang Yining to a draw. You can imagine how earth-shaking it was.

There was a loud bang.

A large number of boulders were blown away from the sealed cave entrance.

One of the pieces happened to hit the back of Zhang Lao's son who was fighting with Yang Yining.

He was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was unstable and he fell straight down from midair.

Seeing this, Yang Yining knew that he had to kill him while he was weak. He stabbed a bloody hole in his left chest with a sword in midair.

Blood was dripping.

Su Chen's cold figure appeared outside the cave. Several villagers were hung by his feet like swaying kites.

He pointed at Zhang Lao's wicked son with his bare hand and said, "Take him back."

Torches were lit in Zhanghe Village. When the villagers heard that the murderer had been caught, they put on a tattered coat and gathered on a large flat ground at the head of the village.

The four rescued villagers hugged their families in pain.

Zhang Lao, hunched over, rushed from the end of the village to the head of the village in a hurry. When he saw his son's body lying on the ground, he threw himself on the body and cried breathlessly.

What happened?

After his son was beaten to death by the villagers, he found a piece of land and buried him with a handful of yellow soil. Was he dug out again?

He really lacked a great virtue. He couldn't let people rest in peace even after his death.

"Damn it, who did it?"

Old man Zhang asked with sobs.

The rescued villagers stood up at the right time.

"Your son is the murderer."

"He practiced evil magic."

"The missing villagers were all sucked dry by him, and the bodies were thrown at the bottom of the cliff."

"Look at my neck. If the immortals of Xuanshui Sect were a step later, I would have to go down to accompany them."

Old man Zhang refused to believe it, "No, you are talking nonsense, you lied to me, an old man. My son is so filial, it can't be his..."

Several villagers said one by one, telling everything they knew. Some of them were in the cave, and Old Man Zhang's son let it slip when he was angry.

It basically coincided with what Su Chen knew.

Xi Ling'er cried while listening.

Yang Yining handed her a handkerchief very considerately, "Junior sister..."

Xi Ling'er was stunned for a moment, tears hanging on her cheeks, about to fall, and her eyebrows were full of pitiful weakness.

It was really a pleasing picture of a beautiful woman with her eyes lowered and crying.

Xi Ling'er was embarrassed to take his handkerchief, "No, I have my own..."

Yang Yining was very disappointed.

Su Chen's ears were filled with the villagers' quarrels. The victimized villagers blamed Zhang Lao's son, while Zhang Lao defended his son. Some people who had nothing to do with him sighed beside him.

The quarrels gave him a headache. While he was having a headache, he separated a ray of clarity and watched the interaction between Xi Ling'er and Yang Yining.

How long will it take for Xi Ling'er to agree to Yang Yining?

He couldn't help but recall the plot. Yes, three months.

"Thank you to all the immortals of Xuanshui Sect for helping us find the murderer. Apart from this scourge..." The person who spoke was the village chief of Zhanghe Village.

"What are you going to do with his body?" Su Chen asked.

In the eyes of some people, his question was a bit nonsensical.

The person is dead, what else can be done?

Of course, "Old man Zhang is also quite pitiful, just leave him a complete body."

The village chief answered worriedly.

Su Chen felt sad for them, and forgot the pain after the wound healed.

He reminded them, "This guy just jumped out of the coffin not long ago. Aren't you afraid that he will jump out again?"

His voice was cold, with a bit of sarcasm and mockery.

After saying that, he realized that his character setting was distorted.

This is not the tone that a master should have.

Fortunately, everyone was attracted by what happened next, so no one tried to find out whether his tone was right.

I saw a bloody arm going from behind to the front, tightly pinching Old Man Zhang's skinny, wrinkled neck.

The villagers were shocked and retreated.

The light of the torch swayed again and again, dimmed and brightened again.

The faces of the people around them, whether frightened, panicked or calm, were reflected in the firelight, flickering in and out, making them look inexplicably terrifying and eerie.

Old man Zhang's neck was pinched, and the air was coming in but not coming out, as if he was about to die.

And a twisted face that could still smile slowly appeared from the back of his head.

"Don't you people from decent families always talk about the common people, righteousness, morality... now, all of you slap yourselves in the face, or I will kill him!"

Su Chen was extremely speechless.

This kid is seriously ill.

Yang Yining shouted angrily: "He is your father, how could you be so heartbroken and crazy?"

The child's eyes were wide and round, and the eyeballs seemed to be squeezed out of the sockets. The whites of the eyes were covered with bloodshot threads like spider webs.

"Don't you want to? It seems you are not that selfless. You are all a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites."

Su Chen really wanted to slap someone, but in fact, he did so.

"Pah!" A loud slap hit the kid's face from afar.

At the same time, several nails made of spiritual energy were driven into his wrists and pipa bones.

His wrist hurt and he let go.

Old man Zhang was paralyzed on the ground, half of his life was gone and he was dying.

"This slap is for your father." Su Chen's voice sounded slow and low, "Spanking you is unfilial, you don't remember the kindness of your parents in raising you, you are cruel to your father, and you are in vain for him to believe in you and argue for you. "

"Pah!" Another slap.

"This slap is for the souls of those who died innocently in your hands. You have revenge and grudges. Whoever harms you is the one you are looking for. You shouldn't involve so many innocent people."

"Pa bang bang..."

Several more slaps.

"There is no reason for this. It's just that I think you deserve a beating..."

That's good, that's good, let him have his way for a while.

Both sides of Old Man Zhang's son's cheeks were swollen and looked symmetrical.

Old man Zhang regained some consciousness, knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily, "Immortal, please spare him, I am willing to die for him."

Anyway, he had a handful of old bones and half of his body had already been buried in the coffin. If his son could live in exchange for it, it would be worth it.

Su Chen shook his head inwardly.

Poor people must be hateful.

Yang Yining sneered coldly, "Your son has done so many evil things, how can you spare him?"

After a pause, his tone became compassionate again, "Old man, I understand you and sympathize with your desire to save your son, but you must also understand that if you let him go today, can you guarantee that he will not harm others again? So many victims Can their family members be willing to do this? Please put yourself in their shoes. If it were you, could you let him go easily?"

Old man Zhang was stunned.

Yeah, you can't.

These days, he hates the villagers who beat his son to death every day.

But he couldn't do it for the sake of justice.

"Dad, you don't ask them." His son said quietly.

Old man Zhang moved his stiff bones, and the two hugged each other.

"This world is too unfair and cannot tolerate us. Dad, I beg them to make a living for themselves. If you really want your son to live, you will..." When Old Man Zhang's son said this, a strange flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes. With the light of his eyes, he said with a fierce expression, "Give your blood to me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth, revealing two small pointed fangs, glowing with a deep cold light.

He bit Old Man Zhang on the neck.