I'm Not a Big Villain!

"Mama, hiccup, why didn't Mama come back with us?" Linglong asked sadly while nibbling on the fruit.

"Because Mama also has her own things to do." Lin Xiao hugged Linglong, pressed her forehead, looked at Yunhai, and smiled.

.......

"Look at it, and if you look at it again, it will become a Wangfu stone."

On the wall of Treading Wave City, Ye Qingchen was carrying a stone ruler, staring at the sky in a daze, the master in his body teased.

"Wang, Wang husband? That's not it! I just can't bear to be exquisite." Ye Qingchen said with a blushing face.

"Let's go, the Haotian Pagoda is born, and the Shennong Ding will not be too long. The Shennong ruler on your body is the key to obtaining the divine weapon. We have to hurry to the Medicine King Sect."

"Okay." Ye Qingchen looked away, clenched his right hand on his chest, his eyes lowered, a little annoyed, thinking about the scene of parting with Lin Xiao just now, he hesitated for so long, but still did not say what was in his dream That sentence.

Wait, when you come back from Yaowangzong, you must tell him clearly!

Ye Qingchen cheered himself up, jumped off the city wall dashingly, and walked to the port outside the city, but just after taking a few steps, he remembered the figures of the two junior sisters beside Lin Xiao...

Why don't you wait until you grow up?

Ye Qingchen was shaken again with a guilty conscience...

......

After An Tianxing's death, the matter of Treading Waves City also temporarily came to an end.

The An family was destroyed, and several hall entrances of the Heipao people were also taken away according to the information provided by An Tianxing.

However, Lin Xiao knew that the matter was not over yet.

According to An Tianxing, this group of people in black robes is an extremely large and terrifying organization called the Black Star Society.

This organization aims at the ten major artifacts, and establishes ten sub-altars of Donghuang, Xuanyuan, Pangu, Lian Yao, Haotian, Fuxi, Shennong, Kongtong, Kunlun, and Nuwa.

However, its headquarters is in the distant endless sea. This organization is powerful and mysterious.

Each member inside is commensurate with a numerical code, and very few know the true identity of the other party.

As the deputy altar master, An Tianxing did not know the true identity of the altar master of Haotian altar, and, according to An Tianxing's speculation, the eight major sects were all likely to be infiltrated.

Of course, although Lin Xiao attaches great importance to it, he is not too worried. After all, the sky is falling and the protagonist is standing on it. This kind of organization with the ultimate villain potential is the best stepping stone for the protagonists to upgrade.

After a few days of flying, Lin Xiao finally saw the familiar Lan Yunzong.

Lin Xiao retracted the spaceship, and as soon as he landed at the gate of the sect, he saw the familiar young man riding a crane again, as well as the familiar shout.

"The big brother brought a new beautiful girl back..."

The crane-riding boy still had the spirit of death and was kicked away.

It's just that it wasn't Lin Xiao who did it this time, it was indeed Feng Xiaoyi.

"Have you not seen Second Senior Sister? Ah~" Feng Xiaoyi narrowed her eyes and smiled dangerously.

"Hahaha, Qi He, you don't know that Second Senior Sister hates the scandals of Senior Brother and other people being passed on."

"Yes, yes, senior brother can only have scandals with second senior sister."

"Nonsense, the scandal between the senior brother and the second senior sister, can that be called a scandal?! It's called what the people want, what everyone expects, understand?!"

"Yes, yes, how did you know it was a scandal? Maybe the senior brother and the second senior sister broke through the bottom line and did it... woo woo."

Looking at the spirited Lanyun Sect disciples, Lin Xiao shook his head with a smile, looked at An Xiner next to him, touched her head and said seriously:

"From today, this is your new residence, welcome to Lan Yunzong~

Testimonials

Tomorrow, oh no, it's hitting shelves today.

The first time I put it on the shelves, I was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say.

Selling miserably, emmm, let's take a look at the subscription first, and let's talk about it after brewing a sad mood.

Thanks in advance. First of all, I would like to thank the editor-in-chief Bixi for his guidance (and the grace of not eating) in this book and various aspects.

Secondly, I would like to thank the readers who have been with me until now, no matter whether it is a ticket, a reward, or a kind comment, especially the post, I have read every one of them, it is a source of happiness for a day, and there is no such post, The book also eclipsed a lot.

I remember that when I first uploaded Chapter 1, there was a reader who announced that he wanted to be a veteran fan. There are excavators and squirrels, and there are many, many people, do we want to learn from my father-in-law and start a thank you list at the end of each chapter?

In conclusion, as an author, seeing feedback from readers, no matter how small or small, will be encouraged.

So, regardless of whether the readers will continue to read, thank you for your company.

Finally, about this book, in fact, a lot has been said at the end of the volume, especially the question of the third volume.

The attempt of the third volume was a failure. After thinking for a long time, I found that there was no core and spiritual (silly) soul (vulture) characters, which seemed too dry.

The essential job of an author is to write words that satisfy readers, but luckily, we have found our purpose and style.

That is to add some sand sculptures in the seriousness, and intersperse the seriousness in the sand sculptures.

Also, as a newbie, I will make some mistakes in the process of writing the book. I hope you can give me more advice.

I’m a little excited to be on the shelves, I can’t sleep, I just read it, and I owe one more update. I’ll start coding when I wake up tomorrow. There's really nothing...)

that's all.