I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

The night is cold as water.

Shen Wang hasn't had a good night's sleep for many years, now that he is in an environment where he feels safe and at ease, sleepiness suddenly hits him.

Shen Mingze, who was not short of money, booked three of the most high-end rooms. As soon as Shen Wang touched the soft and comfortable bed, he fell into a deep sleep.

Tang Xingyu, who was always joking and not in good shape, was always silent. He didn't even smile again after Okaz's big meal, and left alone after the meal.

It seems that what Shen Wang said gave him a big blow.

Shen Mingze adjusted the potion suitable for Shen Wang, pushed away the room, and walked into the small garden downstairs.

Everything seemed hazy under the moonlight, Tang Xingyu leaned quietly against the railing, as if he was full of worries.

Shen Mingze quietly walked to his side, and looked up at the moon with him, "What are you thinking?"

Tang Xingyu shook his head, but did not speak.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer Shen Mingze, it was that he didn't know what he was worrying about.As if starting from the topic of the god of the abyss, his mood dropped inexplicably, and even he himself couldn't adjust it.

Shen Mingze silently turned his head to glance at his expression, and sighed in his heart.

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask, Xingyu, are you Tang Yan's son?" Tang Xingyu and Tang Yan don't look alike. If it weren't for Cecielli's words, Shen Mingze really didn't think about it.

After all, in his frozen memory, Tang Yandu was just a child.

Tang Xingyu was a little surprised: "You know my father?"

He could call him by his first name in front of Cecielli, and he would save Tang Yan some face in front of other people who didn't know about it.

However, let's not say that Shen Mingze is from the Western Continent, just judging from his age, he is a little far away from Tang Yan.

How did they know each other?

"I've heard of a famous great magician." Shen Mingze spoke in admiration, as if he admired Tang Yan a lot.

"Is he really a great magician?" Tang Xingyu was even more surprised.

Shen Mingze was also very surprised: "You don't know? He was already a great magician when he was very young."

This kind of talent and strength is rare in the world.

Tang Xingyu forced a smile.

Not that no one had told him.

Uncle Gerald told him Tang Yan's legendary story more than once, but he always took those words as a joke.

Where is such a useless great magician?He thought that getting to know the principal of Chenxi Academy was already the greatest achievement of Tang Yan's life.

"What's wrong with Tang Yan?" Shen Mingze's eyes were stained with worry.

It's not normal.

There are few great magicians in the world, and each of them has many followers.Their names are eligible to be engraved on the top of the highest Red Ridge Mountain, and they are admired by thousands of people. How could they not even hear of their own sons?

Tang Xingyu was a little strange when he heard the words, but Shen Mingze's attitude was not like what he had heard.

He sneered, and said slightly sarcastically: "He is very good, he has pigs and sheep, a big farmer." Such an achievement is quite remarkable for ordinary people, but for a great magician, this kind of situation is really amazing. Get down and out.

Shen Mingze frowned.

In the end what happened?Tang Yan should be by Hill's side.

The four of them will support each other, walk through mountains and rivers hand in hand, and protect the Zeming Continent together.

They should be heroes in the eyes of the whole world. Tang Yan shouldn't be so unknown, just a farmer.

"Then have you heard of Hill, Jiang Xiqiu, and Mei Lan?" Shen Mingze spoke with a little eagerness.

"I know Hill, the master of the temple, the most powerful magician, and the leader of mankind. Who are the other two?" Tang Xingyu asked curiously.

Can be placed side by side with Hill, is it also some kind of great big shot?

"...No, maybe I remembered it wrong." Shen Mingze said.

He raised his head, looked at the night sky dotted with stars, worried about his companions who had walked side by side.

Shen Mingze didn't worry about it when they were weak, because they were always together and he watched over everything.

Even in the face of unsolvable danger, he can guarantee that he will die in front of them.

However, now he no longer has the qualifications to go through life and death with them and escort them.

So he can only worry.

Mei Lan also did not sleep.

Stepping on the moonlight splashing all over the ground, she danced a set of sword skills freely.

Then put the sword back into its sheath, looked up and drank a big mouthful of wine.

She has suffered from insomnia for a long time, and she always has to be awake for many days before she can sleep lightly for a while.

Anyway, the great magician will not die if he doesn't sleep, so Mei Lan doesn't care about her body.

The shadow transfer magic circle next to it suddenly lit up with a faint luster, and a phantom appeared in the center of the formation.

Mei Lan glanced at it and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Alan, you have been in the abyss for a long time, I let Joshua go, you can come back to the temple to rest for a while." Xu Ying said with a smile.

Mei Lan drank alone, she shook the empty wine jar, her voice was cold: "No need."

Xu Ying seemed to be frozen for a moment, but he quickly adjusted his tone and said softly, "We haven't been together for a long time, don't you want to meet me and Xiqiu?"

His voice is brisk, like teasing and playing among friends.

But his response was still two cold words: "I don't want to."

Mei Lan stared at Xu Ying expressionlessly, her eyes were cold, and her words were mixed with broken ice, "Don't talk like him, Hill, you are not worthy."

Everyone knows who this "he" refers to.

Hill's expression changed several times, he was silent for a long time, and finally persuaded with a compromise: "Alan, it's been so long, it's time for you to come out."

Mei Lan raised her eyes and saw that he didn't seem to have something important to say, so she closed the formation neatly.

While this shutting off was useless, Hill could turn it on again instantly if he wanted to.

But as long as he has winks and self-esteem, he will not talk about these innocuous personal matters under such a blatant rejection.

Hill sat in a palatial office.

The room was very large, and it belonged to him alone. There was a magic circle outside, and no one could enter without his consent.

Ethil slumped back on the back of the chair with peace of mind, indulging her helplessness and sadness.

He used to feel guilty, nostalgic, and reluctant towards Shen Mingze, and he once struggled whether to release Shen Mingze.

But that was a long time ago.

It's been too long since the past, time has already diluted all the emotions like running water.

No matter how deep the memory is, it is impossible to block the erosion of the years, at most it can only leave a shallow trace, proving that it has appeared in life.

——Only Shen Mingze.

After such a long time, he is still an indelible existence in everyone's mind.

Hill's eyes were blank, he had to admit that he was jealous of Shen Mingze.

There were too many complex emotions accumulated in his heart, and in the end, even he himself couldn't tell whether there was hatred or not.

Mei Lan rummaged through the space ring and sighed regretfully.

She ran out of the wine she had reserved, so go find Tang Yan tomorrow to get it.

In fact, she doesn't need to guard the abyss all the time, just look at it every now and then.

No matter how bad it is, the temple is full of people, and it is entirely possible to let a few more people take turns to be on duty.

But Mei Lan still left the temple.

She set up her tent outside the abyss alone, and lived alone for 32 years.

Twenty years ago, the abyss changed frequently, and she sometimes went back to discuss countermeasures with Hill and Jiang Xiqiu.

Later, after the abyss stagnated, she would not go back.

When I was bored, I went to drink with Tang Yan, stayed on the farm for two or three days, and then returned to the abyss.

Mei Lan wanted to be a barrier to protect that person's beloved world.

She stayed here, as if she was guarding that person.

Shen Mingze is not an ordinary god, he has a very high control over the Zeming Continent, and he can sense the souls of those four people in the dark.

Knowing that they were safe and sound, and there was no danger of their lives, Shen Mingze was not so worried.

He looked at the depressed Tang Xingyu, recalled what happened during the day, and guessed: "Xingyu, do you hate the God of the Abyss?"

"Very annoying." Tang Xingyu didn't think about it.

Shen Mingze nodded clearly, and he said: "It's normal to hate the God of the Abyss, Shen Wang is still young, and he will naturally understand when he gets in touch with more things in the future, so you don't have to worry about it."

"I don't mind this." Tang Xingyu hesitated, "...Actually, I know I shouldn't hate him, it's very unreasonable. It's not a gentleman's action to vent his anger, but I can't control it."

Tang Xingyu asked self-deprecatingly, "Am I terrible?"

Shen Mingze looked at him firmly, and asked softly: "Can I know why? Why do you think this is venting anger?"

Tang Xingyu was silent for a long time, he turned around and looked up, and suddenly asked something that sounded irrelevant: "What do you think of my name?"

"It's very nice to hear. The sky is full of stars, shining brightly." Shen Mingze also raised his head slightly, looked at the stars all over the sky, and smiled gently, "Your father loves you very much."

"certainly not."

Tang Xingyu pretended not to care, and said in a casual tone: "He said...that man is the sun and the moon, and he wants me to be his star."

Shen Mingze suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Xingyu, feeling an indescribable anger in his heart.

"Xing Yu." He called out.

Tang Xingyu turned his head following the sound, Shen Mingze looked into his eyes, and said word by word, very seriously: "You really should be angry, Tang Yan shouldn't have lied to you like this."

"Do you think he's lying to me?" Tang Xingyu was a little amused, why did he think that Shen Mingze cared more about this matter than he did.

"Of course." Shen Mingze said: "If you feel unfair, beat him up next time we meet. If you were the one who did it, he will definitely not fight back."

Shen Mingze assured him gently and firmly: "Because you are his son, he loves you very much."

Shen Mingze thought angrily, if Tang Yan dared to fight back, he would definitely use magic to fix him for three full days.

Regardless of whether it is a joke or an impulsive anger, in any case, such remarks should not be made to a child.

Tang Xingyu was stunned.

The midsummer night has nothing to do with the silence, the sounds of various insects echo each other, and the breeze blows through the lush leaves, chirping and rustling.

Tang Xingyu couldn't believe it: "Did you really just hear about it? Why do I feel that you know him so well?"

Already restored the appearance of vitality.

Shen Mingze raised his lips slightly, smiled without saying a word.

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Tang Yan suddenly felt a chill behind his back.