The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

Meng Yixuan didn't understand why others had parents, or brothers and sisters, but he didn't.

He always asked himself in his heart, 'Who the hell am I?Whose child am I? '

As long as he can remember, he was an orphan, wandering around with a group of little beggars.

But in his bones, he has a noble temperament engraved deep in his soul.

Other children were reaching out to passers-by for money or food, but he just stood aside silently.

But because of his outstanding appearance and outstanding temperament, some kind-hearted people took the initiative to put food into his hands.

He was six years old that year, and he entered Yicheng with a group of little beggars.

Originally, he thought that after entering Yi City, he would definitely continue to live a life of begging, but unexpectedly, the city lord actually summoned all the beggars to test their spiritual roots.

Children without spiritual roots were arranged to enter ordinary human families, and they lived a life with clothes and food from then on.

Children with spiritual roots were taken away by some orthodox sects, and they entered the fairyland from then on.

Meng Yixuan was a lucky child with spiritual roots, and he entered the Mitian sect with two monks of immortal demeanor.

But unfortunately, he was classified as a waste material and entered Mi Tianzong's Miscellaneous Department.

At that time, although he was in the handyman department, he was very contented.

Here, as long as you work, you will have food, clothes, and houses to live in, and you will no longer have to live in the open.

very good.

But he thought things too simply.

The children in the handyman department have endless jobs every day, but they get very little pay. When they get their wages, they are snatched away by those who have been in the handyman department for many years.

Zhou Guanshi, who has always been the king and hegemony in the handyman department, saw that he was good-looking, and even had evil thoughts about him, so he sold him to the Goulan Yard to be a servant.

At that time, he was only under seven years old, but his mind was much more mature than that of ordinary seven-year-old children.

Coupled with the experience of walking around the streets, he understood what the so-called young lady was doing.

That night, he was dressed up weirdly and stuffed into the arms of a middle-aged man.

In a critical moment, he poked the man's eyes with two fingers, and then ran out of the Goulan courtyard.

Later, he was arrested by more than a dozen big men. He was just a child with no cultivation, and he was caught after a while.

"What are you doing?" A young man in red asked as he passed by.

"Uncle Lin, it's you! This kid is disobedient and ran out. If he is caught, his legs will have to be broken." One of the big men flattered him.

"Oh I got it."

The boy glanced at the child, didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, and continued to walk forward, but fell back after walking a few steps.

He even approached and looked carefully, although his eyes were cold, but he could not bear it.

"He's pretty handsome, but he's too young!"

"Master, you don't know, some benefactors like young ones." The big man explained frothingly, "Master, do you want to go in and have a seat?"

The boy twitched the corner of his mouth in disgust, and left quickly.

Originally, Meng Yixuan wanted to call for help, but he was still unable to speak.

That big man is at the fifth level of qi training. It is really easy to use spiritual power to seal the mouth of a child who has no cultivation level.

Seeing the back of the boy in red leaving, Meng Yixuan despaired, thinking that he would be tortured to death.

Not long after, a man in black suddenly appeared, and a dozen big men were beaten to pieces, lying on the ground crying for their father and mother.

But Meng Yixuan took advantage of the chaos to escape from the wolf's den.

After that, he lived the life of a street child again.

One day, when he was hungry, he swallowed a spiritual herb that changed his fate.

After several twists and turns, he returned to Mi Tianzong again, but this time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he detected the rare Lei Lingen.

Fortunately, he became a direct disciple of Xiao Chuyi, the real person of Mitianzong Huashen.

To his surprise, he saw the red-clothed boy who had refused to save him.

Coincidentally, that young man also became his direct senior brother.

"Your senior brother, Lin Bufan." Master Xiao Chuyi gave his senior brother a stern look and said something.

"Brother!" Meng Yixuan looked up at him and asked excitedly, "Is that you in black?"

He was thinking at the time that if his senior brother was his life-saver, he would be grateful to him for the rest of his life, and he must respect his senior brother as his own brother.

"What man in black?"

Senior brother's handsome and extraordinary face faded completely, as if he didn't like him very much.

"So you're not!" Meng Yixuan lowered his head, full of thoughts.

If the senior brother is not his savior, then the senior brother is the one who will not save him.

Xiao Chuyi didn't seem to notice the emotional change between the two apprentices, and left while holding the young apprentice's little hand.

Only the lonely back of the big apprentice was left behind.

From then on, the master devoted all his energy to cultivating the junior disciples, but the senior disciples were always alone.

Meng Yixuan faintly felt that he was the one who stole the master's favor, and felt very sorry.

"Brother, the master gave me this, and it's for you."

Meng Yixuan held the treasure that his master had rewarded him in front of his senior brother, and gave it to him as if offering a treasure.

He thought that if he flattered his senior brother in this way, his senior brother would give him a good face.

It was like this when getting along with people among the beggars. As long as you give your things to others, they will give him a good face.

But unexpectedly, what he got in return was the anger of the senior brother: "Go away, I don't care if you don't show off in front of me."

Unexpectedly, the senior brother's bad temper was bumped into by the master, he was so angry that he flew into a rage on the spot, and slapped the senior brother on the face.

The senior brother was beaten to the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, stop hitting."

Meng Yixuan quickly stood in front of his senior brother to prevent his master from attacking again.

Seeing that the little apprentice is so sensible, the master's anger finally dissipated, and he stretched out his hand to stroke his hair pamperingly: "You are a good boy."

Then, he took the little apprentice's little hand and left.

The poor big apprentice was left behind, with blood still dripping from his mouth, and continued to lie on his stomach, watching the direction in which the master and apprentice left.

From then on, every time the senior brother saw the junior brother, he always had an extremely disgusted expression, and even took advantage of the master's absence to clean him up.

"If you have the guts, go and sue, and let Master teach me a lesson." The senior brother slapped his junior brother on the face, always gnashing his teeth when he spoke.

But the younger brother always suffers silently and never complains.

The master always said that the senior brother has mediocre qualifications, eccentric personality, and evil intentions, so he should never learn from him.

Gradually, the younger brother also felt that the older brother was the kind of person that the master said.

Even look down on him from the bottom of my heart.

Ten years later, Meng Yixuan grew up and became the most shining star in the sect, everywhere he went, the stars would hold the moon.

His temperament became more and more noble, and his appearance became more and more beautiful, just like a god descending from the sky.