Fantasy script: Me!villain

Lower Realm West Sea, Shuangxuan Holy Land.

The Shuangxuan Holy Land is the Holy Land of the West Sea. It has a vast territory and many disciples. It is naturally powerful to be called a Holy Land.

The Shuangxuan Holy Land is always extremely serious on weekdays, but today it is holding a big banquet in the main hall. I can only see the fragrance of melons and fruits in the main hall, and all kinds of rare and exotic animals are cooked and served on the table. You can’t see it on weekdays But the elixir and precious fruit can be seen everywhere in this hall.

Whether it is a new disciple, or an outer sect, an inner sect, a true biography, or even an elder, they are all sitting in this hall, not daring to neglect at all.Most people's eyes were on a young man sitting at the head of the hall.

The young man was young, with an imposing manner and a restrained appearance, with an indifferent appearance. Those brown eyes were like clear springs in the deep mountains, clear and bright, like a high-ranking immortal far away from all the disputes in this world.

The temperament is warm and moist like jade, high above the sky; the facial features are handsome, and the jade tree faces the wind.

From this point of view, he was a young master from a family of cultivators. Although he didn't say anything, his every move showed his inner strength.

No one can touch his eyebrows, no one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, there seems to be a lake of clear springs in those eyes, as perfect as he seems to be something extraordinary.

He is so perfect, so perfect that he is not human.

But under the embellishment of a tear mole in the corner of the left eye, there is a somewhat charming appearance of falling into the mundane world.

Every move reveals elegance, and there is a lofty pride in the eyes.

Even Holy Master Shuangxuan, who usually sees the head and tail of the dragon, is serving that young man carefully. Everyone looks at the table full of delicious food, and the Holy Master is asking about his health, with a compliment and flattery on his face. It is not difficult to see that, The identity of this young man is not simple.

And anyone who is not a fool would know that the frugal Shuangxuan Sacred Land put up such a banquet for this young man.

What kind of aristocratic family can cultivate such a son, and how noble his status must be?

"What is the identity of that lord? Let the Holy Master personally drink and deliver food! Could it be the Holy Son of a certain holy place?"

"Holy Son? What are you kidding! If it was the Holy Son, how could it be possible for the Holy Lord to look like this! I'm afraid it's still more than this!"

"The look is indifferent, and he has never put anyone in his eyes. I am afraid that this peerless banished fairy can only be cultivated by a big family in the upper world?"

Many disciples talked a lot, but they never dared to make random guesses. If they offended that lord, they would never be able to bear it.

However, although the disciples' discussions were small, they still couldn't escape the elders.

The well-informed elder snorted coldly, which made them guess half right.

This lord is from the Upper Realm, and he is also a peerless arrogance in the Upper Realm!

At this moment, there was a sound of crisp footsteps outside the hall.

It's all here, who else will come now?

All the disciples were thinking about it, but suddenly suddenly.

I saw a woman walking slowly in a white gauze dress, her cool and outstanding demeanor made her jealous.

The woman is a standard oriental beauty. Her thick black hair is combed into a neat bun behind her back, and a white veil is worn on her delicate face, creating a blurred sense of beauty. Although separated by a white veil, she It can still be seen that the high nose bridge and high forehead bone bring a cold three-dimensional beauty.

Her jet-black eyes are deep and dazzling, not to mention her figure, which cannot be concealed by a gauze skirt.

Under the gauze skirt was a pair of slender and slender jade feet, covered with silk stockings, and the slender legs showed an extremely attractive curve during the light movement of lotus steps.

As soon as she appeared on the stage, the voices in the hall that had been discussing just now quieted down, and the atmosphere even stagnated for a moment.

Not to mention some new disciples, even some female disciples couldn't help but look at her, captured by her stunning charm, it was difficult to move their eyes.

She is Han Xixue, the number one beauty in the West Sea.

This beauty is worthy of her first name.

"As expected of my Lady Shuangxuan, I can't wait for this cold and proud demeanor!"

"Overwhelming country and city, beautiful as a fairy! I really don't know what kind of person can be worthy of a saint!"

Many disciples on the field murmured to themselves, looking at this beautiful figure from a distance, their eyes full of obsession and amazement, ordinary disciples like them could only look at this beautiful figure from a distance for a lifetime.

Many disciples in the hall spoke, but Han Xixue ignored her, her graceful figure moved lightly with lotus steps, and walked in front of the Holy Master with a calm face.

"Xi Xue, come here to pay respects to Mr. Jun."

The Sacred Master of Shuangxuan Holy Land, Camwu, beckoned his daughter to visit the son next to him with a kind face.

At the same time, he also took in the astonishment of everyone in the hall.

He specifically asked his daughter to be present last, so as to show her beauty.

As far as the results are concerned, the effect is obvious.

But when Han Wu looked at the gentleman next to him again, he found that there was still no sadness or joy in his eyes.

"Han Xixue, I've met Mr. Jun." Although Han Xixue is a saint, she doesn't put too much airs on her. When she got closer, she realized that this young man is so outstanding. Now it's her turn to be full of surprise in her eyes. After a salute, she carefully studied the gentleman's face.

Qingjun is dignified, the son is like jade, the indifferent and ascetic face is sculpted to perfection, like a gift from heaven, even if she is called the most beautiful woman in the West Sea, she will secretly say what a handsome son!

What's more mysterious is his temperament, which is a kind of pride that she can't learn at all, it's a kind of superior pride!

His strength is restrained, but he just sits there as if he is sitting in the center of the world, full of charm.

"Sir, how is it?"

Although Cambrian is the lord of the Holy Land, he seems to be humbled to the bone at this moment.

This question is naturally referring to Han Xixue's appearance.

That young master doesn't speak words, if he doesn't speak, even Han Wu dare not speak.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to freeze at this moment, which suddenly made everyone feel uneasy, and the atmosphere became more dignified.

This shocked everyone!You know, this son can feel such a sense of oppression before he even speaks, so what if he gets angry? !

At this time, Cambrian was also a little uneasy. Companion to a king is like a tiger. Now he regrets saying this.

At the same time, it is also the respect that Han Wu has for Mr. Jun more and more. He is aloof and can do whatever he wants. Outside the rules, his strength is beyond the sky.

This is his evaluation of Mr. Jun.

Just when the atmosphere became more and more silent, the young man suddenly spoke:

"not bad."

The voice is cold and free from other emotions.

But it was such a sentence that made Cambun feel like he was amnesty.

He hastily raised his head to look at Mr. Jun, and said with a little excitement: "Then I don't think Mr. Jun has brought a maid with him on this trip, otherwise the little girl will stay by your side during this time, so that you can help him with the work of serving tea and delivering water." , how about serving the young master's daily life?"

Cambrian had a flattering expression on his face, but what he said shocked everyone present.

It would make sense if the saintess made friends with this mysterious young man, but the saints mouth is a maid, how can this not surprise everyone.

Everyone couldn't turn their minds around at once, their heads were buzzing, and they were all in disbelief.

But the facts were in their eyes, and they had to believe it.

Han Xixue is the Shuangxuan Saintess, she is always loved and cared by the Holy Master, and she never even accepted the marriage contract released by other holy places, not to mention that Han Xixue is not only the number one beauty in the West Sea, but also her strength is the best among the heavenly pride, The existence of Yan Yafang, there are countless young talents chasing behind her on weekdays.

This kind of stunning beauty, even if most people encounter it on weekdays, they will not dare to breathe because of their humbleness and suppressed atmosphere.

But now?

The Holy Master sent Han Xixue away with one word!

And what about Han Xixue?

Although she didn't move on the surface, seeing her clenched fists, it was obvious that she couldn't accept it.

At this time, although everyone was helpless, they still looked at the young man who was sitting upright.

As long as he opens his mouth, he can put this unparalleled beauty who has suppressed countless young talents into his account, and let him play with him for his enjoyment.

No one will refuse such a good thing.

call out!

Suddenly, when everyone was waiting for the young master's reply, a sharp sword flew in the air and stuck in the center of the hall.

"I disagree!"

I saw a young man walking into the hall unhurriedly, his voice was like thunder, and he shouted angrily.