I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

After Shen Mingze left, Yan Hongzhu couldn't wait to send a message to Gu Xingmo with the nameplate, then stepped on the flying sword and left Fuyu Mountain happily.

Gu Xingmo was forced by Qirun to learn how to deal with sect affairs these few days, and he was released only after receiving a message from Yan Hongzhu.

He was also repressed.

As soon as Yan Hongzhu arrived at Zhushan, Gu Xingmo jumped up happily, "You can be considered as contacting me, if you don't come again, I will be exhausted by the master."

"Uncle Master won't." Yan Hongzhu said with a smile, a little envious of such an intimate master-student relationship.

Sometimes he feels that Shen Mingze treats him very well, but sometimes he fears the other party's forever cold and alienated attitude.

Yan Hongzhu warned himself in his heart not to think about it.

Master just has such a personality, but actually loves him.

If it wasn't for Master, he might have died long ago, let alone have the opportunity to practice.

"Brother, do you know what Shouzhuohua is?" Yan Hongzhu remembered.

The master gave him the Wuxiang Fayu, then gave him the flying boat, and now he gave him the elixir made by Shouzhuohua, how could he not love him?

"Shouzhuohua?" Gu Xingmo tried hard to think: "This name is so familiar, I must have heard it somewhere. Why are you asking this?"

Yan Hongzhu explained honestly: "Master gave me a elixir and said it was the flower of Shouzhuo. I want to see how valuable it is."

"What's there to know about this?" Gu Xingmo's face was full of hatred: "If you give it to you, you can take it. It doesn't matter whether it is expensive or not, and it won't ask you for money."

Gu Xingmo looked at the stubborn expression on Yan Hongzhu's face, and scratched his head: "Yes, I will take you to ask my master, my master must know."

"Will it be too disturbing..." Yan Hongzhu said hesitantly.

Gu Xingmo took Yan Hongzhu's arm and ran: "What's the matter, my master just seems to be busy all day long, and I don't know what he is busy with."

Qirun raised his head from the complicated affairs of the sect, as if he had a feeling.

He didn't care, the spiritual power in his hand was circulating, and the light blue green bamboo slips shone with light.

After burning, he called someone to send these bamboo slips to the elders.

"Master, Master." Before Gu Xingmo arrived, his voice came from afar.

Qirun suddenly started to have a headache.

Gu Xingmo originally wanted to turn through the window, but when he saw Yan Hongzhu beside him, he felt that he had to set a good example.

He knocked perfunctorily on the door, and before Qirun could respond, he swaggered open the door.

"Master, I brought my junior brother to see you." Gu Xingmo yelled loudly.

Qirun took a deep breath and said silently: Don't be angry, Hongzhu is still there, Hongzhu is still young, don't scare him.

"What's the matter?" Qirun asked with a friendly smile.

"Master, you laugh so terribly." Gu Xingmo said exaggeratedly.

Yan Hongzhu hurriedly stopped him, and said politely: "Master, I asked my brother to bring me here, didn't I disturb you?"

This is the apprentice!

Qirun sighed in his heart, why he couldn't think of accepting Gu Xingmo at the beginning.

"I'm not bothering you, did Hong Zhu encounter any problems?"

It is impossible for Gu Xingmo to calm down, "Master, do you know what Shouzhuohua is? The name is strangely familiar, have you told me?"

Qirun felt his eyelids twitch when he heard Gu Xingmo's loud yelling, and before he could correct it, he was shocked when he heard Gu Xingmo's words.

He said calmly, "Why do you ask this?"

Gu Xingmo said: "Shen Mingze gave Junior Brother Yan a elixir refined by Shouzhuohua, and we just want to know about it. Master, what is the use of this?"

After Qirun listened in silence, his heart was full of turmoil.

He took a deep look at Yan Hongzhu, his eyes fixed on the Wuxiangfa jade on the other's waist.

"Hong Zhu, can you take off this jade pendant first?"

Yan Hongzhu held the jade pendant reflexively, his face changed drastically.

His reaction was so obvious.

Qirun said calmly: "Shouzhuohua is only useful to demons, Hongzhu, you are demons, right?"

Although the question was used, it was obvious that he already had the answer in his heart.

Yan Hongzhu retreated nervously, "I..."

"What?" Gu Xingmo would not doubt Qirun, and looked at Yan Hongzhu in shock.

But seeing the other party's fearful and uneasy expression, he couldn't bear it.

Qirun's tone became softer, "Don't worry, the human race has signed a contract with the demon race, you are my disciple of the Taiyi Sword Sect, and this will not change."

With Master's words, Gu Xingmo became more confident: "That's right, no matter whether you are a human or a demon, I will recognize you as my junior! Hey, hey, why are you crying?"

Yan Hongzhu couldn't stop sobbing.

For countless days and nights, he was worried about his identity.

He is a demon living among human beings. He originally thought that he would spend his whole life hiding his identity cautiously and carefully.

Later, he met Shizun, who didn't think he was a devil. At that time, he felt that he was lucky enough and didn't dare to ask for more.

Unexpectedly, he didn't ask for it, but someone delivered it to him.

There are so many such good people in this world, but he has never met them before.

But it doesn't matter, he will be fine in the future.

Ever since Master reached out to him in that small town, his life has been full of colorful colors.

Qirun said: "Take off the jade pendant and let me see your physique, is that okay?"

Yan Hongzhu pursed his lips and nodded vigorously with tears streaming down his face.

He temporarily put the jade pendant into the storage ring, Qirun held his hand and closed his eyes to detect.

After a while, Qirun let go of his hand, "Okay, put the jade pendant on."

He smiled and said: "Hong Zhu, how about living in Zhushan for a while, just to be with Xingmo, I'll talk to your master."

Although Yan Hongzhu felt that this sentence was a bit abrupt, he didn't think too much about it, and nodded obediently, "Okay."

Gu Xingmo cheered, "Yes."

He always wanted to go out once, so he pulled Yan Hongzhu out: "Let's go, junior brother, I will take you to choose a room."

Qirun watched them walk away with a smile.

He reached out, and the door closed automatically.

Then he seemed to be unsteady, his body went limp, and he sat on the chair wearily.

Born with devil bones...

Shen Mingze!

Shen Mingze looked at Wen Jing's dazed eyes, a little helpless.

He sighed silently, "It's still you, the Demon Lord."

If this is not enough, he should return the seat to others.

Think of other plans later.

"You..." Wen Jing was brought back to his senses by these words.

Wen Jing wanted to ask him, is it worth it?

Is this chaotic, dirty, and decaying world worth it for you?

But I don't feel the need to ask.

For this person, it may not be a question of whether it is worth it or not. It is his tenderness towards life in his bones, and his innate sense of justice and mission.

It has nothing to do with the world, just because he is such a person.

As long as others are in trouble, as long as someone needs it, this person will stand up without hesitation, never thinking about his own return journey.

Demon energy enters the body...

This person practiced hard since he was a child, and finally achieved his current cultivation level.

Now I want to destroy it bit by bit.

Ruin those night and day efforts.

Destroy the uninterrupted persistence of cold and heat.

The Mahayana period is complete, if the ladder is still there, this person is only a few steps away from ascending to immortality.

There are billions of people in the world of cultivating immortals, and he is the only one with such cultivation.

How much hardship he has endured, how much hardship he has endured, how much sweat he has shed, how many times he has struggled with life and death...

What a firm Dao heart, supported him for so many years, and reached such a high place.

What a cruel benevolence, let him erase all this with his own hands, erase all the past that he was proud of.

Want to stop him?Wen Jing asked himself.

The pressure from the human race is already heavy enough, so why let him add the burden of the demon race.

Wen Jing looked at the man's calm expression, and finally gave up.

He can't stop it.

This man has stubbornly turned himself into a flame, and what burns is his entire life.

His blocking will only add to his confusion.

"You... Lord Mozun." Wen Jing called out in a complicated tone, unable to tell whether it was joy or sadness.

Shen Mingze sighed, and apologized to him in his heart.

The demon king and the leader, of course, not only sound nice.

As the leaders elected by the two races, they bear the luck and karma of one race on their shoulders.

Take Shen Mingze for example, although he has a bad reputation, but this bad reputation is limited to the Taiyi Sword Sect.

And although everyone doesn't like him, they all agree with his title of righteous leader.

It is precisely because of this recognition by most people that this luck and karma can be established.

In the later period, after Shen Mingze was found to have fallen into a demon, all the monks were punished, so naturally he could no longer be called the leader of the righteous way.

Shen Mingze wanted to become the Demon Lord because this luck would have a certain restraint effect on the clansmen.

After the former Mozun Wentu signed a contract with the human race, Wen Jing couldn't break the contract easily even if he didn't want to.

The more determined the clansman is, the deeper the luck will be. Even if the body dies and the dao disappears, this luck will not disappear quickly, but will dissipate slowly.

As the Demon Lord of the Demon Race, Wen Jing's words and deeds affect the rules. He agrees with Shen Mingze's identity, and his luck and karma will gradually shift.

Shen Mingze is not greedy either, he just needs to be restrained for a period of time so that Gu Xingmo can grow up.

If this method can be used, Wen Jing has to be wronged.

Shen Mingze said apologetically, "I will not interfere in the affairs of the Demon Race, nor will I publicize it."

This matter is known to all, you know me.

After I die, you are still the unique Master Mozun.

Wen Jing blinked, and finally realized that the person in front of him seemed to have misunderstood something.

He dislikes everything in the world, including demons.

How does this person feel that he has nostalgia for the position of Demon Venerable?

And he once again realized the softness of this person.

For a long time, no one cared about his emotions.

This feeling is really...

Make people greedy.

Wen Jing was dressed in red like fire, and approached stepping on the white snow on the ground, "So, is there anything you want me to do, Master Mozun?"

Shen Mingze thought for a while: "No."

"But, if you don't tell me, how do I know what I'm going to do?"

Shen Mingze said, "Whatever you did before, you are still doing now."

"I didn't do anything before." He used to be dazed and full of hostility.

Shen Mingze looked at him, knowing that he wasn't lying, he felt more sympathy for him.

Wen Jing smiled: "Master Mozun, now, I am also your responsibility."

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Qirun: Scoundrel!

The third update today, no more QAQ