I'm the villain in the book

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Three hours later, unitary time.

From morning to dusk, Zhang San and Li Zimu did not get in touch with Wei Changtian, and their mood gradually became restless from the initial calm.

Although Wei Changtian often did not reply to letters temporarily because he was on business before, but he never "lost contact" for so long.

It's okay if it's normal, the two of them will just think that Wei Changtian hasn't finished dealing with the matter, and there shouldn't be any danger.

But this time...

What happened in the compound last night is still vivid.

The assassin who died inexplicably, the mysterious person whose identity has been revealed, and the missing Qin Zhengqiu.

All of the above made Li Zimu have a very bad feeling.

In fact, she had this feeling for a long time, but yesterday Wei Changtian said that the old beggar was no match, so she restrained herself from saying it.

But now, this uneasy premonition is getting stronger, making her have to consider whether Wei Changtian has encountered any unprecedented danger.

"Brother Zhang, has the young master not replied yet?"

In the guest room, Li Zimu asked this question for the tenth time today.

On the other hand, Zhang San silently put away the mother-of-child jade with some sweat on it, and gave the same answer for the tenth time.

"No......"

"..."

The orange-red sunlight fell on the room at dusk, and the two looked at each other without speaking.

They have already said what should be said.

Neither of them knew where Wei Changtian lived, nor what the latter was doing, so they could only wait now.

If there's anything they can do...

"Brother Zhang, send a letter to Madam."

After looking at the peaceful Linchuan city outside the window for a while, Li Zimu turned around slowly.

"Madam and Young Master are closer, maybe there is a way to find Young Master."

"Furthermore, if the young master really encounters any accident, you and I may not be able to help you. Only the madam can help the young master at that time."

"But madam, can she go away?"

Zhang San frowned: "The one hundred thousand monster soldiers are only one day away from Linchuan. If Madam leaves, can Xu Quan alone bring the monster soldiers back?"

"Miss Li..."

Looking at Li Zimu, Zhang San hesitated for a moment and whispered:

"I'm just a martial artist, so my words may be a bit harsh."

"You and I know the strength of the young master. I am afraid that it is difficult to find an opponent in this world, and there are several life-saving treasures on him at all times."

"Even if he hasn't replied to the letter for a day now, it seems that nothing will happen."

"But if we tell Madam about this, Madam will definitely come back early because she is worried about the son."

"And without Madam's deterrence, what if the demon king suddenly backs out? How can Xu Quan be an opponent?"

"Wouldn't we have spoiled the young master's event by then?"

"Miss Li, I don't mean anything else when I say this, I just think... Are you making a fuss too much?"

Make a big deal out of a molehill.

It can be seen that Zhang San is not in favor of sending a letter to Yang Liushi without knowing anything.

His analysis is not unreasonable, it can even be said to be very reasonable.

Yang Liushi has a heavy responsibility on her shoulders, whether one hundred thousand demon soldiers can reach Linchuan will directly affect whether or not Dagan can be wiped out.

As for Wei Changtian, although there was no good news, there was no bad news either. It is not certain that there must have been an accident.

Anyway, Yang Liushi is only one day away from coming back, so why take such a big risk...

The above are Zhang San's real thoughts.

It's not that he doesn't care about Wei Changtian's life or death, it's just that he doesn't need to be surprised.

but......

"Brother Zhang."

On the other side, Li Zimu patiently listened to Zhang San's speech, then shook his head slightly.

I saw that she didn't hesitate at all, but said very resolutely:

"Send the message."

"If there is any accident, all the faults will be borne by me."

Chapter 893 Non-existence and non-existence ([-])

If there is any accident, all the faults will be borne by me.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Li Zimu's face, and there was an unquestionable firmness in his eyes.

This seemed to be no longer a discussion with Zhang San, but an order.

As for Zhang San's reaction to this

"you"

His eyes widened, and Zhang San was slightly taken aback.

He knew that Li Zimu was much smarter than himself, so he made this decision after careful consideration.

It shouldn't be, how could Li Zimu not understand how important those one hundred thousand demon soldiers are?

Unless she can be sure that Wei Changtian must be in danger.

"Miss Li, do you know something that I don't?"

Frowning, Zhang San said in a deep voice: "It's already this time, so there's no need to hide it anymore."

"What happened to him, son?"

"Brother Zhang, I really know as much as you do."

Li Zimu lowered his head: "I just have a very bad premonition."

"Premonition?"

Zhang San never expected to hear such an explanation.

Such an important decision, you say you rely on feeling?

The expression became weird in an instant, Zhang San just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Zimu first:

"Brother Zhang, I know you must find it ridiculous."

"But young master, he may really be dangerous now."

"Now we can't discuss anything, so please trust me this time."

"Hurry up and send a letter to your wife."

"..."

There was more pleading in the tone, which was enough to show that Li Zimu was determined to stick to his own judgment.

And Zhang San didn't speak any more, just watched her fall into a brief hesitation.

Although both of them are Wei Changtian's confidantes, there is no difference in status.

But from the perspective of "making suggestions", Li Zimu is undoubtedly the one that receives more attention.

Therefore, even though Zhang San felt that the matter was unreliable, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, I'll send the message right now."

"I hope what you say is true! I hope what you say is false."

"Ah."

Li Zimu breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced at the sunset outside the window, and murmured to himself:

"I hope my feelings are wrong"

Three hundred miles north of Linchuan City.

"Boom"

The beast's hooves stepped across the ground, and the loud noise was dull and depressing.

Amidst the dust, an endless herd of beasts was galloping tirelessly forward, leaving only densely packed footprints a few inches deep in the ground.

"Demon King, we will arrive at Linchuan City in one day."

On a certain low hill, Yang Liushi looked down at the beast horde, and said to the woman in white skirt beside her, "I hope you can control your demon soldiers well, and don't make any trouble."

"As long as you can do it, we will return the remaining three sacred fruits, and the benefits promised to you will also be fulfilled."

"But if you can't do it, then I'm afraid you'll have to wait another sixty years for your holy tree to bear fruit next time."

Turning her head to look at the woman in the white skirt, Yang Liushi did not hide the threat in her words at all.

The former didn't say anything, but glanced at Yang Liushi with an ugly expression, and then at Xu Quan who was standing not far away.

For these two men and women who suddenly appeared and snatched the holy fruit, she was undoubtedly very disgusted.

A fox demon whose strength is not weaker than himself.

A strange human being who does not seem to have a high level, but can actually control monsters.

More importantly, the Holy Fruit is now in the hands of this man

Faced with such a combination, the woman in the white skirt had no way to "get rid of the two and make it quicker", so she could only reluctantly agree to Yang Liushi's request to send troops to Linchuan City.

She doesn't care if she is used or not, she just wants to get back the sacred fruit that is extremely important to her.

After all, if you can't get it back, the next time you have to wait until 60 years later.

"This king knows."

Replying to Yang Liu's poem coldly, the "counter-threat" of the woman in the white skirt seemed a little weak.

"I hope you won't break your promise when the time comes, otherwise, this king will have to avenge you for the rest of your life!"

"Well, you don't have to worry about the demon king, we, the demon clan, always keep our word."

"Wait a minute, I'll leave for a while."

While speaking, Yang Liushi suddenly felt the Zimuyu in her chest was slightly warm, so she walked not far away with a smile.

The woman in the white skirt didn't care about her, but looked helplessly at the herd of beasts down the mountain in a daze.

And after a while, when Yang Liushi hurried back and forth, calling Xu Quan away, she realized something.

Turning around and looking at the two people who were talking in the distance, the woman in the white skirt was stunned.

Of course she could see that there was something wrong with Yang Liushi's and Xu Quan's expressions.

so.

Squinting her eyes, the woman in the white skirt chuckled, feeling that maybe she didn't have to compromise like this anymore.

Linchuan City, a small inn in the east of the city.

At dusk alone Zhu Lan, crescent eyebrows bend in the southwest.

The sun will set and the new moon will rise.

At the turn of day and night, Gu Pan'er walked to the window again and silently looked out.

The joy and longing on the face disappeared at some point, replaced by a little worry and a little loss.

The worry is of course because he is afraid that something will happen to Wei Changtian.