I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

He sent the bully to the guillotine with his own hands, and wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of scene it was like when Tan San's wife and children were separated.

However, that Jiyun who has always hated Tan San, a woman who was won back from the gambling table, actually shed tears for that person.

Look, Tan San, who has done many evil deeds and can't explain it at all, some people cry for him in front of his soul.

If one plan fails, another plan will be started again.

After Tan San's death, Ji Yun's affair with An Ren was widely circulated by him.

He saw that Anren's master and apprentice turned against each other, and was accused by thousands of people. He was very proud, but because he was not happy, he made everyone unhappy.

But the retribution came too fast, and Anshun's bowl of poison killed him.

Huo Ziming originally thought that this life was terrible, and in the next life, he would ask heaven and earth to have mercy and let him see the girl who played the pipa again.

It's a pity that in the Yin-Yang Pagoda, he failed to break through the formation, and the dancing candles in the lantern were cut off by the paper figurine holding golden scissors.

When his soul was trapped in this abyss, he had struggled, regretted, and disappointed, but he alone did not believe in fate.

Since God wants to torture him and let him linger like a maggot in a latrine, he has to live for those who look down on him and want him to die.

"Don't let go!"

The past is in a hurry, I can't look back.

Huo Ziming clung to the stone wall, he knew that this was his only chance to leave here.

To save others is to save oneself. When the old friend was still around, he didn't understand this truth.

Now that the dust has settled, he has a clear understanding.

Thinking in this way, he looked at his hand stuck on the stone wall, which had been broken.

The soul fragments worn out by the rope were scattered with the wind, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Liang Chuan, you put me down, the two of us are too heavy, and the people above can't support it."

In the darkness, Yu Huaiyin heard Liang Chi's rapid heartbeat.

He was terrified, terrified, and he didn't let go of his hand.

This is everyone's normal reaction when facing a life-and-death situation, but he still doesn't care because he knows that it is according to the description in the original book.

That ancient fierce sword is at the end of this abyss.

It's time to separate. Fate is ruthless like falling flowers to flowing water.

Moreover, he can feel that the heartbeat of this body is about to disappear, and if the lost spirit sea can't be found, it can't be found.

Instead of letting Liang Ce drag his body in vain, it would be better to give up his flesh and blood to make it easier for people in this world.

Anyway, it's not the first time he has sacrificed for various characters in the book, he is used to it.

What's more, this time the other party is still the protagonist, he won't lose any money in this business, and after leaving this world, he will still be a good man 18 years later.

"Let go." Yu Huaiyin urged again, because he no longer cooperated with his efforts, only the young man in red was left holding his hand unilaterally.

Soon, the good book will be too much.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best not to let Yu Huaiyin fall.

But there were two different voices in my ear, intertwined with each other. On the one hand, Huo Ziming told him to hold on, saying that he would definitely pull the two of them up, and on the other hand, Yu Huaiyin told him to let go and run for his life alone.

The constant battle between the two beliefs in his heart made him have a splitting headache.

Suddenly, the red rope dropped a certain distance, and then stopped again.

Liang Chi looked up along the backtracking, but there was no light, except for the sound of his own breathing, there was also someone's painful murmur.

And the Taoist who was held tightly by him has lost his voice, and he is not even sure if this person is still alive.

"Senior, why do you always tell others to escape first in critical moments?"

A faint unease rose in his heart, causing Liang Ce to increase the strength in his hand, and Yu Huaiyin, who was in pain, had to pay attention to what he said.

"What?" No one had ever asked him such a question.

Yu Huaiyin came to his senses, thinking that he had no choice, if possible, who wouldn't want to live.

Liang Chi was startled to feel the hand in his palm slightly moving closer to him, obviously this man did not want to die as he said, and he said again: "You don't care about your life so much, is it because you met him before?" All the people who have left you at such a moment, has it always been like this?"

This sentence made Yu Huaiyin's eyes widen.

Many images flashed through his mind. In his memory, the man with contemptuous eyes, sneering, and determination was very similar to him, but he was not him.

And those people standing opposite him blamed him, insulted him, they shed tears, and demanded debts from him.

Poison tastes bad, but a knife hurts the heart.

But he is a villain, but he also likes to make things happen. If the protagonists forgive him easily, it would be unfair.

Although he helped those people a lot overtly and secretly every time he did the task, but he didn't remember this small favor, so how dare he hope that after he hurt others, they would still be grateful to him.

Therefore, if there is danger, he must be the one left to the end, not always, but as it should be.

The red rope was falling again, Liang Ce knew that Yu Huaiyin was still awake, so he made a quick decision and decided not to drag the person above him down.

Previously, he had promised Huo Ziming to take him away, but now he was in a dilemma, let alone whether Huo Ziming could pull the two of them up, just those difficult clay figurines made him not want to see him again.

Rather than staying in that ghostly place for the rest of his life and turning into a puddle of mud, he would rather just fall to his death, maybe he can still win a chance of survival.

Having made up his mind, Liang Chu let go of the red rope, and the huge impact caused Huo Ziming to fly back dozens of steps.

"Don't let go, I know I was wrong!" Huo Ziming yelled to pull the red rope when he saw the two figures that were stagnant in the air falling rapidly.

But when he saw that the other end of the backtracking was empty, he broke down and cried, "I want to turn back, don't leave me..."

The sound of weeping blood echoed above the heads of the clay people.

In the depths of the darkness, there are ghostly hands slowly climbing up his neck.

Huo Ziming was crying, but he felt his eyes darkened, and the horrible suffocation snuffed out the wailing in his throat.

The light in his eyes shattered, and his body gradually stiffened, turning into mud.

In just a short moment, the whole space was quiet, and a stone statue with a red rope in his hand stood, a tear ran across his chapped face, no one saw it...

Like a bottomless pit, Yu Huaiyin reckoned that he and Liang Ce had fallen to a height of at least [-] meters, but they still didn't reach the ground.

According to their current gravitational acceleration, he didn't even need to calculate, he could imagine the tragic situation when the two of them landed.

"Hey, I still have to die." Yu Huaiyin sighed silently.

But suddenly felt that someone put a bracelet around his waist, and hugged him and changed positions in the air.

Going to the ground soon!

There was no longer darkness in front of him, and under the faint light, Yu Huaiyin realized that the situation below was much more complicated than he imagined.

What caught the eye was a piece of bloody scorched earth, corpses strewn across the field, broken banners, and only bones of horses left, like an ancient battlefield.

When the soldiers met each other, the horn blew, and a murderous spirit rushed towards them.

Seeing this scene and the remaining distance between them and the ground, no matter how stupid Yu Huaiyin is, he still knows why Liang Ce switched places with him just now.

Because in their embracing posture, the one at the bottom suffered a greater impact when it hit the ground.

Although judging from the height of their fall, even with this method, the chance of them surviving is not very high, but at least...

At this moment, Yu Huaiyin felt that his mind had returned to the state of the zombie world, and he couldn't think of why Liang Chu would do this.

But the young man in red was fearless.

It was only because the hands of the two of them were tightly held together that Liang Chi could feel that the breath of the person in his arms was weak, and he could hardly feel the pulse from the person's wrist.

However, this Taoist's waist is extremely soft, which is similar to the touch in the impression.

That day in the Upper Immortal Realm, in the Wind and Thunder Swamp, he was also firmly protected like this.

Thinking of how the Taoist had saved him from danger time and time again, he couldn't let this person die before him.

"Senior, is there another way?"

When it landed, a big mouthful of warm blood spurted out from Liang Ce's mouth, and just landed on Yu Huaiyin's neck.

Yu Huaiyin was startled, he moved his hand towards his neck, and put it in front of his eyes, seeing drops of blood slipping from his fingers.

While shocked that he didn't die, he hurriedly checked Liang Chi's breath, and found that he was still alive, but passed out for a while, with a hanging heart, he calmed down.

"The protagonist is really resistant to falling!" Yu Huaiyin smiled from the bottom of his heart, which is rare.

I'm afraid this person is not a fool, but he would actually save a person who is insignificant and even wants to harm him.

Moreover, the most stupid thing is that he doesn't know that he is the pride of heaven in this world, with the aura of the protagonist's immortality.

Therefore, in Liang Chi's heart, he probably had the idea of ​​mortal death for what he did just now.

After being in a daze for a moment, Yu Huaiyin felt that his hands and feet could still move freely, so he didn't say anything, but took off the Nianyu altar on his waist without any scruples.

Went to Fengbu, poured it straight into his mouth, and when the wine drank up, his strength was almost recovered.

Only then did he call in a pistol for self-defense.

Staggering, he carried the unconscious good book on his back.

"There will be a way. Even if I can't get out, I will definitely find a way to let you out."

As Yu Huaiyin walked, he turned his head and answered the question Liang Ce asked him before he fell into a coma, which was also a promise.

In a daze, he remembered that in Liang Chu's memory, that "Yu Huaiyin" once said that fate can be changed.

He knew that he was originally a passer-by in the world of mortals, and he came and went without a trace in these three thousand worlds.But now, because of one person, he wants to compete against this day!

"For the sake of your conscience, I changed my mind. Maybe we can be brothers."

Walking on the scorched earth full of blood, Yu Huaiyin murmured in his heart, completely unaware that there was a shadow quietly following behind him.

an hour.

two hours.

When the third hour passed, Yu Huaiyin panted heavily and looked forward, the endless road, the pride ignited in his heart was wiped out most of the time, "Liang Ce, you should lose weight, and Just don’t expect such a thing to happen next time!”