I'm Really the Villain [Quick Transmigration]

The little soldier who was in charge of guarding the elf mother tree rushed over, anxious and speechless.

"Misero, relax." The Elf King said unhurriedly, "The sky won't fall, so what are you worried about?"

"The king, the mother tree..." Misero panted heavily, not knowing how to describe it.

Kong Yu's hand watering the flowers trembled, and he almost threw the kettle away: "What's wrong with the mother tree?!"

"The mother tree is blooming." Misero said hesitantly.

"It's blooming again? That's a good thing." Kong Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

The elves have a new population every year, so there is no need to worry about the issue of continuation and inheritance for the time being.They are the children of the mother tree, and the mother tree can be happy, so they are also happy.

Kong Yu put down the water bottle: "Has anything special happened recently?"

The mother tree blooms rarely, and never so frequently.

Kong Yu is more than 200 years old this year. Since he was born, the first time he saw the mother tree bloom was 50 years ago.

In that year when Shen Mingze came to this world, the mother tree bloomed a tree full of flowers.

For a long time, they regarded the man as the Elven Mother Goddess.

At that time, Sano also asked, why is the mother goddess not a tragically beautiful woman like the legends in the family?

Kong Yu sternly criticized his literary level, and then told him vowedly, because God does not distinguish between genders.

It wasn't until the abyss appeared that they completely believed that that person was really not the elf mother goddess.

Throughout the tens of thousands of years of history in the mainland, although gods are rare, there are hundreds of them.

But only that person can be called the true master of the Zeming Continent, far higher than the Elf Mother God, the God of Light, and the God of Darkness...

Strictly speaking, Shen Mingze is the only god.

The second bloom was last month.

Different from the pure joy for the first time, he seemed to be able to feel the deep yearning of the mother tree, as if seeing a long-lost old friend, looking forward to the autumn water, and overjoyed.

Kong Yu thought that the mother tree missed Shen Mingze, and it happened that he missed Shen Mingze too, so there was a matter of sending the clansmen to the temple.

Unfortunately, not only failed, but was also detained by Hill.

"King, I haven't finished yet." Misero was worried and terrified, he hesitated, "The flowers of the mother tree... withered..."

There has never been such a precedent.

Kong Yu raised his eyes in shock, and immediately disappeared in place.

Being so close to the mother tree, he even used teleportation magic.

The blooming flowers of the mother tree will stay on the branches for a whole day, and then fall completely at the most beautiful time.

The elves will use magic to preserve it well, the petals will not wither, and the flowers will not wither.

Kong Yu thought, if the blooming of the flowers represents the ecstasy of the mother tree, then the withering should correspond to it, which should be almost despairing sadness.

Why did the mother tree have such drastic emotional changes in such a short period of time?

With a pale face, Tang Yan dragged Jiang Xiqiu into the room, closed the door heavily, and made a loud noise.

He prefers a quiet and secluded place, where there are few people, but not without it.Jiang Xiqiu knelt at the door of the room, he might be seen at some point.

Jiang Xiqiu regards strength of character and dignity as more important than life. Even Shen Mingze had never kneeled before, so how could he kneel to him in an open environment?

Among the four of them, Jiang Xiqiu was the first to meet Shen Mingze.

At that time, he was still the medicine servant of an evil magician. When he was forced to test the medicine, he suffered from the pain of being eaten away by thousands of ants. He would rather bite his lip until it was dripping with blood than utter a cry of pain and beg for mercy.

He is proud and bony, but he has been a slave since he was very young, and he spends more time kneeling than standing in a day.

In order to survive, Jiang Xiqiu's principles and persistence were shattered to the ground, leaving only the grotesque, funny and ugly appearances all over the floor.

It was Shen Mingze who saved him.

The man leaned over to pick up the pieces, and reassembled his dignity that was ignored by everyone, and then carefully maintained it.

Not to mention kneeling, in front of other people, that person would not even say a slightly harsh word to him.

Tang Yan was restless and asked sharply, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Jiang Xiqiu once told them these stories as jokes after dinner, boasting in a complaining tone that Shen Mingze was too cautious with him, and his attitude was casual, as if he had already put it down.

But the few of them knew that kneeling was still the thing Jiang Xiqiu hated and resisted the most.

Jiang Xiqiu showed a triumphant smile, "I want you to forgive me."

"Are you plotting against me with this kind of thing?" Tang Yan was furious, and he didn't know if Jiang Xiqiu plotted against him, or if he plotted against him in this way.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Xiqiu apologized proficiently, and bent his knees to kneel again.

Tang Yan immediately stepped forward and clasped his shoulders, "Jiang, Xi, Qiu! Nothing can be done again!"

Using the same strategy twice, the one surnamed Jiang was sure that he would not bear it.

Jiang Xiqiu didn't seem to notice the anger of the person in front of him. He was held down by Tang Yan, his shoulders were slightly painful, but he stood there indifferently, with a somewhat smug expression.

"As long as it's useful, didn't you let me in?" He said with a smile, trying to erase all the years of estrangement, and return to the time when the two were intimate.

But how is it possible?

Tang Yan slowly let go of his hand, "And then? What if you come in? Jiang Xiqiu, you know I can't forgive you."

32 years ago, Jiang Xiqiu served Shen Mingze a glass of wine.

He drugged the wine.

Jiang Xiqiu started late in magic, and because of the long career of experimenting with medicines, his body was ruined, and his strength was the lowest among the four of them.

But he is still a great magician no matter what, and he is still a natural barrier that ordinary people cannot touch, so there is no need to worry about his safety.

It's just that Shen Mingze doesn't think so.

In order to let Jiang Xiqiu have more self-protection power, the staff taught him to prepare various medicines.Most of them are good medicines to improve oneself, while others are poisons for self-defense.

Jiang Xiqiu is protected by his companions, so the chances of using poison are very few.

This is the first and only time.

With Shen Mingze's temperament, the so-called poison will not harm life.

This medicine is called "Tumi", and the people who take it will lose their strength within a period of time, just like a child.

When Shen Mingze taught Jiang Xiqiu, he told him that the medicine was so powerful that even a god would have an effect.

In the end, Jiang Xiqiu used it on this person, proving the immediate effect of "Tumi".

"I..." Jiang Xiqiu smiled bitterly, "You can hate me, but please believe me, Tang Yan, I really regret it."

He looked at Tang Yan who really started to think and hesitate because of his words, and he almost couldn't maintain the smile on his face.

Tang Yan, you can hate me, you should hate me.

——Don't believe me, because you will be the next one who is sacrificed and given up by me.

"I said before that if you come back to kill me, I will never fight back. Tang Yan, this sentence still counts." Jiang Xiqiu closed his eyes, waited quietly, and completely gave his life to the person in front of him.

He was looking forward to Tang Yan's real action. Living is really not an easy task, it would be better to die.

But he also knew that Tang Yan would not.Since he knocked on the door, he used words and actions to calculate step by step, Tang Yan couldn't do it.

Tang Yan clenched his fists and looked at Jiang Xiqiu who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, feeling unspeakable anxiety and anger in his heart.

Now talking about this, why did you go early?

When he brought the glass of wine to that person, did he have any hesitation in his eyes?Do your hands tremble?

Tang Yan really wanted to ask him, Jiang Xiqiu, if you do it all over again, you know that your future self will regret it so much, would you still...

But when I want to speak, I feel that it is meaningless.

Why ask again?Everything has been settled, there is no if in the world, let alone a repeat.

Tang Yan's fist hit Jiang Xiqiu's heart hard. Jiang Xiqiu opened his eyes, took two steps back, and lowered his head to spit out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot, but he laughed softly, "cough cough cough...cough, Tang Yan, I gave you a chance, you didn't want it."

"Shut up." Tang Yan was almost annoyed to death, he looked at Jiang Xiqiu's already haggard face paler, and regretted that he had done too much just now.

"Jiang Xiqiu, let me trust you again for now, you'd better remember what you said."

"I remember." Jiang Xiqiu said, "I will bring God out of the dungeon."

The Zeming Continent should not be a burden or restriction for that person.

He would rather bear the charge of blasphemy, and force that person to stay even if all the relatives and relatives were deserted.

Now he is madly planning a sacrifice, using the mainland as an altar and all living beings as sacrifices, to send that person a smooth and unrestricted journey.

——Even if his soul is scattered and he cannot be reborn forever, he is still willing.

—as long as the man is free.

Tang Xingyu felt that the amount of information he had received today was a bit too much, and he asked eagerly, "Mingze, who are you going to kill?"

It's not that he can't understand the concept of blood feud, but he was protected by Tang Yan before, and later by the principal, and he has never seen any injustice in the world at such a young age.

Although the young man yelled "Xing Chivalry", he was still a little afraid of the word "kill".

"Huh?" Shen Mingze turned his head to see Tang Xingyu's bewildered expression, and admired it with great interest.He couldn't help but say, "I lied to him, do you believe that too?"

Tang Xingyu realized that he was being teased, and for a moment he didn't know whether to become angry or relieved first.

He suddenly started worrying about other things: "Mingze, what should we do? It seems that the Elf King wants you to pretend to be a god?"

He felt that the two brothers were at odds with God.

He hoped so much for Tang Yan's love, but he still couldn't get it, but that man got it so easily.

His good brother Shen Mingze, who could have had his own ordinary but beautiful life, was also for that person, and they would give him up without hesitation.

"Don't worry, there will be a solution." Shen Mingze comforted him.

Tang Xingyu couldn't help being anxious, "Or we can find a way to break into the temple to find Hill? And my father, you said he is also a great magician, and the principal..."

But these people have also seen gods. Would they be unreasonable and biased toward gods regardless of right and wrong?

Shen Wang didn't understand his rubbing his hands and stamping his feet, and his frowning, "But, God will definitely not be willing."

God is not willing to let the world suffer for Him.

Shen Mingze was a little surprised when he heard the words, he squatted down in surprise, and touched Shen Wang's little head: "Smart boy."

"Mingze, what time is it, are you still coaxing the children?" Tang Xingyu felt that this big and small one was not worrying.

"What Shen Wang said makes sense." He smiled softly, and said to Shen Wang, "If I were a god, I would definitely choose you as my envoy."

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People just want to push themselves, I declare that I will definitely add more tomorrow! (If I can't do it, I will sneak back and delete this sentence