I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

Tang Xingyu patted Shen Mingze's shoulder, and said, "How is it? Many people feel stuck when they see these words for the first time. We all guess that there is a magic circle on it."

Shen Mingze took a deep look at the plaque, as if he wanted to engrave this scenery in his heart.

"Well, it's very special, very... extraordinary."

If the system hears this sentence, it must chirp and laugh at his self-promotion, how shameless he is.

"Chen Xi Academy is not the only one, let's go, I'll take you to see other places." Tang Xingyu was in high spirits.

Shen Mingze withdrew his gaze, replied with a smile, "Okay."

There is indeed a magic circle in the upper right corner of the plaque, but the effect is not as confusing as they guessed.

It was a concealment formation, complex and profound, just to hide a few small names.

If Tang Xingyu could see it, he would be surprised, because in the middle, there are three extremely familiar words: Shen Mingze.

Other names were crooked around it, like the man's most loyal knights.

Kirin Var Farm.

"Damn it, Gerald, you didn't close the fence gate! My God, the pigs are out and they're fighting the geese, oh I can't stand it, Gerald!"

The farm owner was chased by the small animals on the farm and ran all over the yard. God knows how he is the owner of the farm and is afraid of these cute little creatures.

Oh, the adjective cute is Gerald's.

Gerald is a burly man with a fierce appearance, but an apron is wrapped around his waist, because of the contrast, it shows a different kind of tenderness.

"Boss, don't get excited." Gerald was worried that Tang Yan would accidentally hurt them, so he rushed to appease the pink and tender piglets.

He explained: "I left it open on purpose, the fence is too small, they can't move."

"Sports?!" Tang Yan was so shocked that his voice went dark, and he almost fainted. "You call that exercise? You think they need exercise? You..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the huge water tank beside him with a livid face.

The tank is filled with clear water, reflecting the blue sky and a few clouds.

The moment Tang Yan looked over, the water in the tank surged inexplicably, forming a small wave.

The waves rolled up, like a scroll unfolding in mid-air, and slowly condensed into a water mirror.

The art of condensing water to send messages.

Gerald took off his apron and stood next to Tang Yan vigilantly, "Boss, who is it?"

Tang Yan sneered, "A villain."

"Tang Yan." A human face appeared in the water mirror. He looked young, but he looked tired and haggard, with obvious anger on his face.

Jiang Xiqiu didn't care about Tang Yan's description of him as a "villain". He gritted his teeth and asked, "The ice blue scepter was stolen, and the Templar knight in charge of the guard was knocked out. Did you do it?"

"So what?" Tang Yan didn't care about this man's tone, he was justified, calm and annoying.

The next moment there was a loud noise, as if Jiang Xiqiu couldn't bear it and slapped the table hard, "What's the use of doing this besides arousing Hill's vigilance? You know the guards of the dungeon, don't say it's just Stolen, even if the entire temple is set on fire, they will not be able to leave their posts without authorization!"

The exhaustion on Jiang Xiqiu's face deepened: "Tang Yan, I said I would help you, why can't you trust me once? Leave this matter to me, and I will handle it well, I promise."

When he said the three words "I promise", his expression was extremely firm, with the determination to break the boat.

But his eyes looked into the distance through Tang Yan, and he didn't know who he was reassuring.

"Why should I trust you? Have you betrayed God?"

The ridicule on Tang Yan's face was almost solidified, he sarcastically pointedly: "Jiang Xiqiu, don't forget what you have done."

Tang Yan questioned Jiang Xiqiu once after that incident happened.

At that time, the other party stared at his bloodshot eyes and repeated frantically over and over again: "I'm right! I'm right!"

He said: "Tang Yan, one day, you will thank me, and you will know that everything I do is not just for myself, but for the entire Zeming Continent."

Tang Yan angrily beat the unrepentant Jiang Xiqiu, and they haven't seen each other for a long time.

It was a year ago when we met again.

Jiang Xiqiu contacted Tang Yan inexplicably, and said a bunch of inexplicable things, saying that he was wrong and that he regretted it.

The attitude has changed so much, it seems like two completely different people.

Tang Yan felt that even if he was a pig running around on the farm, he would suspect that there was something wrong with it.

When Jiang Xiqiu spoke, his face was filled with remorse and his eyes were red, but Tang Yan only felt that this kind of behavior of buying people's hearts and putting on a show was too stupid.

He once dared to trust his back to Jiang Xiqiu when he was surrounded by enemies, but then too many things happened.

It was impossible for him to trust him again.

Jiang Xiqiu's face turned pale, and he said dejectedly: "Don't act casually, if I hadn't covered you this time, your people would have been lost. Can you wait for my news? Or let me know before you act next time. "

It was clear that the meaning was similar, but the tone of his voice suddenly weakened, and he had no confidence, with a low-pitched pleading, as if he was a little shorter than the other party.

——Tang Yan has always been God's most loyal believer, but he has betrayed God.

"Notify you?" Tang Yan sneered, with a strange voice, "I'm afraid the front foot notified you, and the back foot Hill knew it? What's the difference between this and me holding a trumpet and shouting next to Hill's ear?"

"...How do you want me to prove it?" Jiang Xiqiu was silent for a moment, then asked softly.

Tang Yan blurted out in anger: "I want you to die!"

"Okay."

Tang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then became excited, "Are you serious?"

"You come back and kill me, I will never fight back." The water mirror shattered, and water drops fell into the water tank, as if nothing happened.

Jiang Xiqiu's voice also dissipated in the air.

Tang Yan realized that he was being tricked, and he gave a heavy "pooh" to the position before the water mirror disappeared.

It was they who teamed up to drive him here at the beginning, and now they let him go back hypocritically?

If he could go back, would he stay here?

Tang Yan suddenly felt something touched his calf, and he screamed: "Gerald!"

The Pink Pig started to play around again.

Gerald smiled honestly, and tied the apron he had just picked up while chasing. "Boss, Pique is very cute, he likes you."

"I don't want to be liked by a pig!" Tang Yan objected loudly, then he seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head impatiently to look at the water tank, "Why is it here again?"

"Again?" As if the scene was repeating itself, the water mirror reappeared, and an old voice came from it.

Tang Yan looked back suspiciously, "It's Sisi."

He laughed at himself and said, "I didn't expect it to be so lively here." These people who thought they would never see each other again in their lifetime, are one after another today.

"Did Xiaoqiu come here?" Cecieli looked at Tang Yan with a disgusted expression, and he sighed, "You two..."

They used to be called brothers.

Tang Yan said carelessly: "Okay, old man Ceci, leave our affairs alone. Tell me, what do you want me for?"

Cecielli frowned, "Be more serious."

Tang Yan still had a bunch of hair from an unknown animal in his hair, looking slovenly and idle.

"Look at you now, where do you still look like a great magician?" Cecielli couldn't help but said, as if treating his own junior who was not up to date.

Tang Yan didn't take it seriously, his brows were full of laziness, revealing a sense of self-abandonment. "That's all you came to talk about?"

It seems that as long as he admits it, he will smash the water mirror.

Children in the rebellious period just can't listen to the well-intentioned advice of their elders.

But the elders can't help but say a few more words.

"Tang Yan, are you really not coming back? Where's Xingyu? You don't care anymore?"

"My name is still on the most wanted list of the temple." Tang Yan pretended to be careless, but in fact he was so concerned about it that he was going crazy, "I can go back wherever I want, and I can manage whatever I want."

"Hill won't." Cecielli repeated this sentence to him countless times, but Tang Yan was still stubborn.

In Cecielli's view, this so-called most serious wanted list in the temple was completely regarded as a toy when they were angry.

If Tang Yan really went back, Hill, Jiang Xiqiu, and Mei Lan would be too happy to beat the gongs and drums, so how could they really do anything to him.

Tang Yan is also a deadhead. He may not believe Hill's feelings for him, but he insists on twisting it, as if as long as he admits it, he will lose.

"Hey, Old Sisi, what's going on with you today? You came here as a spiritual mentor?"

It's useless, he can't forgive the three of them.

Cecielli sighed, hesitant to speak.

He knew how good those five teenagers used to be, but now that the four of them have parted ways, anyone can see the deep gap between them.

Of course, this will make people feel that it is a pity that there are too few feelings that can be entrusted to each other in the world, and now there are even fewer.

"Today, I saw a person." Cecielli knew that Tang Yan should chase him away if he continued on this topic.

"Who?"

"I do not know."

Tang Yan was speechless, "Are you kidding me?"

Cecielli shook his head seriously, his eyes were blank: "I don't know who he is, but he feels like a person to me."

He has lived for so many years, and he has rarely expressed such obvious doubts about something.

"Who?" Tang Yan asked curiously, "Don't say you don't know."

Cecielli hesitated a lot, and when Tang Yan was about to get angry, he finally spit out a name:

"Shen Mingze."

Things start an hour ago.

While Tang Yan was distracted dealing with Jiang Xiqiu, his dear son Tang Xingyu was in high spirits and cheerfully took Shen Mingze to play at Chenxi Academy.

The college has changed too much, so it can't really be called a memory.

Shen Mingze only felt proud when he saw it.

In the time he wasn't involved, the kids were doing just fine.

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