Fantasy: Me! A Destiny Villain

"Oh? You mean my mother?"

Nan Qing picked up the teacup, lowered his eyes and blew hot air, his long eyelashes trembled, and he didn't care.

"No." Ling Yuling shook her head.

She didn't know why, but looking at Nan Qing in front of her, she thought of that figure inexplicably.

Is it because the tone of voice of the two of them is somewhat similar? The same casual, casual, as if everything is not caring.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuling felt confused again, how could it be possible to connect the two.

However, she took a closer look at Nan Qing's delicate and flawless face, and she didn't know it was because she thought about it just now, but the eyebrows and eyes were actually somewhat similar.

"Has your mother never mentioned your father's affairs to you?" Ling Yuling asked mysteriously.

When Nan Qing heard this, he subconsciously put down the teacup in his hand, then shook his head and said, "Never mentioned it.~"

Ling Yuling nodded, and did not continue to talk about this topic-.

She put this ancient paper away carefully, and planned to leave.

But before leaving, she thought for a while, and said to Nan Qing, "If we fail this time, it will prove that your previous guess may be correct, since the force hidden in the darkness has always wanted to If the descendants of those allies will cut down the roots and kill them all, then the tranquility here will probably be broken soon..."

"You'd better prepare early."

Nan Qing nodded slightly, the expression on his face did not show much ups and downs, as if he didn't care about such a thing.

After Ling Yuling left, she picked up the cup just now again, and gently rubbed and played with it. There were some thoughts in her clear and clean eyes.

"Are they really similar?

Suddenly, the corner of her mouth twitched.

Originally exquisite picturesque, flawless eyebrows, but also showing a thrilling beauty.

Nan Qing's face quickly returned to calm, and he stood up, dressed in green clothes hunting, his hair full of blue silk being blown by the mountain wind, as if being caged by clouds and smoke, and he would go back at any time by the wind.

She looked down at the foot of the Saint Ancestor Mountain. In the vast and boundless wilderness, a young and extraordinary man was fighting with several fierce and brutal ancient beasts.

The surrounding ancient trees were destroyed, the mountain peaks were destroyed and turned into dust, and the ground was full of rifts that spread for tens of thousands of miles.

On the boundary of Saint Ancestor Mountain, everyone's Cultivation Base will be suppressed, even if the Dao Realm exists here, it may not be able to compare to the ordinary immortal cultivator in the outside world.

That young and extraordinary man can fight against several terrifying ancient beasts without falling behind. It is already known that his strength must be good.

"Having the innate divine power that can fight with a real dragon, it's a pity that the real Pan clan bloodline has not been awakened for so long..."

Nan Qing looked cold and looked at the young man without wavering, as if murmuring to himself.

When the sunset and the moon rose, she stood on the top of the mountain, watching the young man fight with many ancient beasts, tempering herself, regardless of the injuries on her body, with a fearless attitude of giving her life to death.

In such a terrifying battle, the young man looked like a madman, threw his fists and palms to his heart's content, stretched his arms, legs and feet, without any Fist Technique and regulations, open and close.

The whole person is like an undefeated God of War, with a fighting spirit that reaches the sky, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

There is a kind of transpiring blood on his body, and a glow-like divine power spews out from every pore, so that even if his Cultivation Base is not high, he can still fight against a group of ancient beasts with at least quasi-Immortal Emperor strength, and Let them be wounded and terrified.

At the end, behind the young man, there seemed to be a burly, huge and mighty figure faintly emerging, carrying the heaven and the earth, holding a terrifying axe, and above his head there was a quaint and vague pool floating up and down.

This burly and mighty figure just waved the axe in his hand and slashed towards the front, but it seemed that the eternity would be split open, time and space were distorted, and all the chaos was shattered.

The axe light is too bright and terrifying, and can destroy all substances and existences.

"Kill! 99

The young man roared, and at this moment, it seemed to be one with the mighty figure behind him. In his empty hand, he seemed to be holding an axe, and then he suddenly swung forward and fell.

puff!

The rich blood splashed, and it was even more dazzling in the cold night.

Those terrifying ancient beasts, before they could even let out their screams, were split into two halves in the air, the most sturdy skull was split open, the scars were as smooth as a mirror, their souls were instantly annihilated, and they died on the spot.

"The pool of good fortune..."

On the top of the mountain, Nan Qing, who had been watching all this, trembled slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the young man.

Her breathing was a little short, and there seemed to be a bright light in her eyes.

To be precise, she was not staring at the young man.

But behind the young man, the burly and huge fuzzy figure floated above the quaint pond above his head.

At this moment, Nan Qing's emotions seemed to be a little hard to hide, but she still took a deep breath, allowing her to recover and become calm.

"Xiaodie, take Zhu Xuan back to the Ancestral Hall and tell Elder Zhu, saying that Zhu Xuan is exhausted in the battle with the beasts, and it will be fine to rest for a while. She said calmly.

"Yes, ma'am."

The void was blurred, ripples appeared, and a woman with a maid bun appeared and said respectfully.

She turned into a ray of divine light and rushed straight towards the great wasteland.

After fighting with a few ancient beasts just now, the young man was exhausted and fell into a coma.

"After waiting for so long, I finally let me wait for the whereabouts of the pool of good fortune, and the last bloodline of the Pan Clan was still fulfilled on him."

"Without him, it seems that the pool of good fortune will never be found.

"The ancestors of the Pan tribe tried their best to prevent the pool of good fortune from falling into the hands of others."

Nan Qing withdrew his gaze towards the Great Wilderness, his light footsteps moved slightly, and the whole person dissipated on the top of the mountain like a burst of blue smoke that had never appeared before.

The only treasures of the first civilization that have traces and whereabouts are the mirror of Samsara, the gate of immortality, and the coffin of burial.

Now the pool of good fortune finally has some clues.

The next day, in the Ancestral Ancestor Pavilion, Zhu Xuan rubbed his head with a headache and got up, and his dazzling eyes shot in from the window, making him squinted.

At this moment, he only felt that all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered, and every pore was aching like tearing.

"What the hell happened last night? I only remember that I was fighting with those beasts, and I was very happy. I haven't fought like this for a long time. In the end, my head hurts, but I can't remember anything."

"How could I be in the Holy Ancestor Pavilion, is it my grandfather who brought me back?"

Zhu Xuan rubbed his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

He couldn't even remember what happened last night.

He only remembered that he was in the great wilderness under the Saint Ancestor Mountain, fighting with a few ancient beasts and honing his own fighting skills.

What was the outcome of the battle that followed?

Why is he back in the Saint Ancestor Pavilion now?

"No, I seem to remember a somewhat vague figure. He was instructing me on my combat skills, teaching me how to open the sky, and he also said something to me, but who is he?"

"..."

Zhu Xuan kept reminiscing about what happened last night, but when he got to the back, he felt more and more tingling in his head, as if he was about to explode, causing him to gasp for air, and his face turned pale in pain.

"You were exhausted last night, don't move around now, just have a good rest."

"I told you not to cause trouble, you bastard. Last night, Miss Xiaodie from St. Ancestral Mountain personally sent it back to you, and Fairy Qing also specifically asked me to prepare some spiritual medicine for you to replenish your body... …”

A strong aroma of medicine suddenly filled the air, and a young old man at the door walked in with a bowl of medicine in his hand, and blamed him in a sullen manner as he walked.

"..."

Looking at Zhu Lao coming, Zhu Xuan scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, but when he noticed the last sentence Zhu Lao said, his face showed surprise and surprise.

"What, grandpa, you said that I was brought back by Miss Xiaodie herself?" He ignored the pain, and quickly stood up from the bed, holding onto Zhu Lao's arm tightly.

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"It should be said that Fairy Qing told Miss Xiaodie to bring you back. If you have nothing to do, you can run into the wilderness under the Saint Ancestor Mountain, and people will not pay attention to you. Zhu Lao gave him an angry look and said.

Zhu Xuan laughed cheerfully, and even though the medicine in front of him was still hot, he took a few gulps and drank it with a bowl.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Lao couldn't help shaking his head, quite helpless.

"The green fairy never said that she would accept you as a disciple, but she just threw you some Fist Technique magical powers, let you practice casually, and as a result, you shouted one by one master, and I was ashamed for you.

Zhu Xuan didn't care either, he smiled and said, "Anyway, she still cares about me, Master, or she wouldn't let the girl Xiaodie beside me bring me back in person. I specially sharpened the Fist Technique at the foot of the Holy Ancestor Mountain. I want Shizun to give me some pointers when she has time."

Zhu Lao glared at him and said, "You brat, don't talk nonsense, and don't think nonsense, the relationship with Qingxian is not for you to mess around. 35

Zhu Xuan said with some dissatisfaction, "I didn't think about anything, I just respect Qing Fairy who saved my life."

Hearing this, Zhu Lao remembered something and sighed.

If Fairy Qing hadn't come forward to help Zhu Xuan cure his physical illness and allow him to freely control that natural divine power, I am afraid that Zhu Xuan would not be alive today.

It is normal for him to respect Qing Fairy.

It's just that Zhu Xuan often calls himself Qing Fairy's apprentice, which makes him feel weird and awkward as a cheap grandfather.

Even though Fairy Qing looked very young, she was the daughter of the Holy Ancestor, her seniority and age were terrifying.

These people on the floating continent were all grown up by the green fairy.

"When you were a baby, you were chased and killed by someone, wrapped in a swaddle full of blood, and drifted outside the floating continent. In fact, Fairy Qing was the first to discover it, and she asked me to adopt you. ...

"Speaking of which, Fairy Qing has saved your life twice. Zhu Lao shook his head and said.

After many years, when I heard this again, Zhu Xuan's expression was a little complicated.

"I know these things, and I will definitely find a way to find out my own background and avenge my parents and clan..."

There was some hatred in his eyes.

Although these things have passed for a long time, but many times there will be some vague images flashing in his mind.

On the dark night of the full moon, the blood stained the earth, and the cold wind blew, accompanied by screams and blood.

An indifferent and slender figure stood on the top of the mountain under the blood moon, watching everything happen calmly.

Many figures surrounded by black mist, like the god of death who harvested life, descended from nothingness, armed with various weapons, and mercilessly slaughtered all living beings.

No matter how his relatives resisted, it would be useless in the face of that group of existences like death gods.

Everyone can only be slaughtered, waiting for Death.

The mountain wind blew, and the fire soared into the sky and spread rapidly, igniting all the villages, fields, pavilions, palaces, and islands of the sacred mountain.

The wind lifted the hair of the figure, the firelight reflected on its blurred face, and the indifferent eyes seemed to be overlooking the struggle of a group of insects under the feet.

This picture often appears in Zhu Xuan's mind.

He knew that was the real murderer who killed his entire tribe, although he didn't know who he was.

But he firmly believes that one day, he will find it out and avenge his relatives and parents.

And this is also the reason why Zhu Xuan has been working hard to sharpen his fighting skills.

A few days are not even the blink of an eye for a practitioner.

On the boundary of Yuxian Palace, the ancient warships that broke the domain were clothed with chaotic energy, broke through the universe, and rushed from all the worlds.

In addition, many streamers, fairy birds, Flying Sword and other mounts can be seen passing through the universe starry sky these days, carrying one after another terrifying figure.

The birth of the patriarch of Yuxian Palace and the announcement to the world was naturally a major event that caused a sensation in the entire Xiyuan civilization.

As long as it is an ethnic force that can be named in the Xiyuan civilization, the Taoist kingdom, they will dispatch a significant person to rush to it at the first time, and they will not dare to give Yuxian Palace this face force.