I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

The East China Sea is remote.

This was originally the place where monks crossed the catastrophe and climbed the ladder, and the sky thunder was raging, and there was no one inhabited.

But the heavenly ladder has been broken for so many years, and gradually, mortals also came to settle here.

Few monks come here, and this place is far away from the edge of the continent, where the rich aura cannot spread.

A few days ago, three rich and noble sons came to Hongning Village.

Most of the villagers in the small village have never been educated, so they don't know how to describe it. They just think that these three people are exquisite and beautiful in every way.

Even the clothes they were wearing were luxurious like they had never seen before.

The villagers secretly guessed that they were immortals who knew supernatural powers.

The clothes on his body are not clothes that mortals can make, they are fairy clothes.

The three of them were generous, and directly rented out the new house that the village head had just built.

The village chief's family is now planning to take the money to the city to do business.

As a result, their village had to elect a new village head.

It's just a pity, the young man with the most outstanding appearance is a sick man.

The wind can't blow at all, and when it blows, I will cough and feel sick.

If it was placed in their village, such a body would not be able to grow up.

When the villagers talked about it in private, they all shook their heads and regretted it.

That little boy was so good-looking, he could eat two more bowls of rice with that face.

A pity, a pity.

When Shen Mingze and the others first came, the villagers in Hongning Village were still afraid and curious about them, and they didn't even dare to approach the place where they lived.

After a period of peace and quiet, the villagers gradually became more courageous, and they would say hello when passing by.

I don't know my name, so I just call him Xiaogongzi Xiaogongzi.

I don't know if the three young masters can tell the difference when they talk.

Shen Mingze used all his cultivation to suppress the feeling of weakness in his body, otherwise he was afraid that he would be squeezed out of this shell by Tiandao in the next second.

Because of this, he is no different from ordinary people now.

Oh, and the average person has a better body than him.

Wen Jing often leaves early and returns late.

They have no money and need to take Lingshi to a larger county to exchange it.

The conditions in Xiaocun are poor, Wen Jing always goes to the city to buy what he needs, and then brings it back.

Sometimes when he heard that there was an auction in Yingcheng next door, he would join in the fun.

When he came back, he brought a bag of treasures of heaven and earth, and poured them down for Shen Mingze three times a day.

Yan Hongzhu followed Shen Mingze every step of the way, even handing him a drink of water.

As soon as Shen Mingze wanted to show his willingness to do something, Yan Hongzhu didn't struggle, but just looked at him with wide eyes, tears slowly filling his eyes.

Shen Mingze had no choice.

During the time he came to Hongning Village, he was like a waste salted fish that couldn't stand up.

This day, Shen Mingze wanted to go out to see the blue sea on a whim.

Wen Jing was not at home, so he tried to persuade Yan Hongzhu, and finally he was able to go out alone and enjoy the blue sea and clear sky.

What can happen?He just looks weaker, but he still has the ability to protect himself.

...but now he regrets it.

Shen Mingze sighed, looking at the six gangsters who were smiling wickedly, he felt that he was out of luck.

Asking the sky is very lucky, and your intuition is also very accurate.

Shen Mingze thought, if Wentian were to be a treasure hunting mouse, he would be the most promising one.

"Hey, where did you come from, young master, are you playing with me?"

The six gangsters looked at each other and laughed wildly.

No matter how simple the folk customs are in a small village, there are inevitably a few scum.

The punks wandered around in several nearby villages, stealing chickens and dogs, and stealing sheep.

I don't have the guts to do too big a bad thing, and I have done all the small bad things over and over again.

Shen Mingze and the others have been here for a while, and they didn't show anything special, at most they looked extraordinarily rich.

Especially today, it happened that he happened to meet this young master who was known to be weak.

What God does not take, is to be blamed.

Punks don't have this kind of culture, they only know that if they don't do anything at this time, they are a bunch of fools.

Six people surrounded Shen Mingze.

"Young master, listen to the sound of 'Brother', it sounds nice, and my brother will let you go, how about it?"

Shen Mingze sighed, "You still have time to leave now."

"What? Threatening brothers?"

"Brothers never leave empty-handed."

The six of them obviously felt that Shen Mingze was already a cooked duck in their pot, and laughed and mocked him.

Shen Mingze stood quietly, silent.

Soon a few people lost their patience and planned to grab it by themselves.

As soon as the hand was stretched out, a ball of flames burst out of the fingertips out of thin air.

"Ah, it's so hot, so hot, what is this?"

Several people shook their hands desperately, the flame looked tiny, but it couldn't be extinguished no matter how they moved, and even spread to the palms and arms.

"You, are you a human or a ghost? Help, help!"

"I have an old child and a young child. I have three generations in my family. I beg you to let me go."

The six people rolled in the yellow sand on the coast, and the sand rolled all over their bodies, but the fire did not go away at all.

Wen Jing suddenly appeared beside Shen Mingze, his eyes were full of gloom, his right hand was slightly raised, and was suddenly held down.

Shen Mingze still had that gentle look: "Okay, Wen Jing, that's enough."

Wen Jing glanced at him.

The flame disappeared, and the six of them covered their wounds and ran away.

Wen Jing stood beside Shen Mingze, walked back slowly with him, and said in a low voice after a long time, "You are the leader of the righteous way."

This person is Shen Mingze, and he should look down on all sentient beings arrogantly.

What are those people?They are not qualified to serve this man as slaves.

Shen Mingze should stand on the clouds and be worshiped by thousands of people.

"Huh?" Shen Mingze felt that Wen Jing was getting awkward again, and skillfully coaxed him: "I am also the Demon Lord."

Wen Jing seemed to be smiling, and said, "Yes."

The leader of the righteous way, the Demon Lord of the Demon Race.

The Mahayana period is complete, No.1 in the world.

He broke through natural dangers, slaughtered great monsters, destroyed evil sects, and strolled in the courtyard amidst the besieged songs.

——Now he is helpless against a few punks.

Yan Hongzhu was standing at the door looking around.

Wen Jing asked viciously after seeing him: "Is this how you take care of people?"

There was always a ball of anger burning in his heart, but he couldn't express it to Shen Mingze.

In fact, he has never liked Yan Hongzhu.

I don't like it even more now.

Shen Mingze shook his head disapprovingly: "I want to go out by myself."

Yan Hongzhu ignored Wen Jing, and only carefully looked at Shen Mingze: "Master, are you alright?"

Grandma Lu just passed by nearby.

She smiled heartily and asked: "Are the young masters coming back, or are they just about to go out?"

Shen Mingze responded warmly after hearing the words: "I just came back, where is grandma going?"

"I, of course, came here specifically to find you."

Grandma Lu took out a few verdant vegetables from the basket, "I grow them at home, they are delicious, here, take them quickly."

The two poor Yan Hongzhu and Wen Jing grew up by themselves and knew how to cook.

Shen Mingze refused for a while, but nodded when Grandma Lu insisted.

Yan Hongzhu obediently stepped forward to take it.

Grandma Lu looked at the three of them, and became more and more satisfied, but Shen Mingze was the most satisfied.

She asked: "Young master, are you married? Is there a marriage? I have a granddaughter..."

Shen Mingze coughed a few times: "With a disabled body, I won't drag the girl down."

Grandma Lu looked at his pale face regretfully, this is a problem, what a pity.

Granny Lu looked at Yan Hongzhu and Wen Jing with some hesitation. These two are also very good, but they are a bit small.

Wen Jing's back felt cold, surrounded by Shen Mingze and hurriedly bid farewell, and entered the yard.

Seeing his nervous appearance, Shen Mingze couldn't help laughing.

He sighed in admiration: "Actually, this kind of life is not bad."

Wen Jing sat down beside him, looking at the sky in the distance.

He suddenly said, "Wentu has many children, and he has always wanted to select the best and most perfect child to raise."

"Ah, no." He said sarcastically, "It's not selection, it's manufacturing."

"When I was born, I may have been relatively weak, but Wentu decided that I was not worthy to be a vessel for his perfect blood. He wanted to kill me, and my biological mother was soft-hearted and threw me to the side of the road."

He used the accent on the word "soft-hearted", which seemed particularly disdainful.

"Anyway, for some reason, I didn't die, and I went to the human race. When I was young, I didn't know that I was a demon."

That would not be a good story, there is no need to tell it, it will make this person feel uncomfortable.

He was adopted by a family at first, went to school, could read and write, and respected morality.

When he was seven or eight years old, the family had a child of their own, and he was sold.

Tossed into places of three religions and nine streams, these places are full of undisguised evil by little people.

He stayed there for a few years and was bought as a slave again.

Later, the family who bought him took him to the Kurong Mountains.

A slave like him is called bait.

I have to admit that his life is really big, and he didn't die every time.

He was discovered by the demons and brought to Wen Tu.

Wen Tu no longer remembered which of his children it was, he was merciful in every way, and it was not surprising that some children wandered outside.

After growing up, Wen Jing barely qualified to be a test subject.

He had his arms and legs broken and thrown into an unknown liquid to soak him, and he was also thrown into a snake den to be bitten by thousands of snakes.

These places don't see the sun all year round, and he really doesn't know how old he is now.

"Later, I survived and struggled for a few years. After Wentu died, I became a Demon Lord."

Wen Jing's expression was gloomy, and he said, "I'll tell you about me, and you have to answer a question for me."

"Tell me." Shen Mingze patted his head and sighed.

Wen Jing looked at him: "Aren't you, must go?"

—Aren’t you, must die?

Shen Mingze thought for a while, and answered irrelevantly, "Shou Zhuo Hua, I still owe you one thing, have you decided what you want?"

"...No, let's owe it first." Wen Jing said.

The life of Xiaocun is leisurely.

The system asked Shen Mingze: [Host, are you sure the four of them will come? ]

Shen Mingze said firmly: [I will definitely. ]

Although I don't know what went wrong, according to the original plot, he should be hunted down by the whole world now.

But the news of his falling into the devil seems to have been concealed, and no news was heard.

However, he knew those four people.

Chivalrous and courageous, there is a whole body of righteousness.

If a Mahayana consummation falls into the devil, if it is not resolved early, it will inevitably cause endless harm.

Those four people will definitely not sit idly by.