The invincible villain, the violent son of fate

Jian Wuxin's old face blushed slightly. His face could not be seen under the mask. He straightened his expression and said in a calm voice, "Don't talk nonsense. Performances are for people to watch. I only have appreciation for them."

"Really?" Feng Liuli said casually.

"If you don't leave, the Holy Son will go ahead." Seeing Lu Tian's figure walking a distance away, Jian Wuxin quickly urged, what's wrong with his age? Who said he couldn't look at beauties at his age?

Feng Liuli ignored him and caught up with Lu Tian.

Lu Tian had already reached the front. There were too many people, and several people were crowded and dispersed. The mask each person got was unique, so there was no need to worry about mistaking the person.

Among the onlookers, Murong Xue was dressed in a white dress with a cold temperament. Her eyes were looking at the women performing below indifferently. These were all women from her Rong tribe, and they were all beautiful.

Turning his head again, he looked at the man next to him with disgust in his eyes.

Next to her was a young man with a dark face and thick arms. He was much taller than Murong Xue and spoke in a rough voice.

"Miss Murong, you Rong tribe has so many beauties, but these vulgar fans are far behind you. Miss Murong is indeed the most beautiful woman in the Rong tribe. Even if she doesn't dress up, she is not comparable to those people."

The man's name was Guo Xin. He had a rough appearance. When he looked at Murong Xue, his eyes unconsciously showed evil thoughts, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Murong Xue's voice was extremely cold, "Young Master Guo looks like he has never seen the world."

Guo Xin's face was gloomy, and his words suddenly lost their politeness when Murong Xue refuted him.

"Your father has promised to betroth you to me. If I bring this up at tomorrow's banquet, your father will definitely agree. Murong Xue, if you please me now, maybe I will treat you better in the future!"

Guo Xin's words were full of threats. If the Rong clan agreed to this matter, Murong Xue would have to marry him and live with him in the Guo family. When the time comes, he could handle it however he wants.

The Guo family was originally an inconspicuous family. Ten years ago, the head of the Guo family had an adventure in a secret realm, and his cultivation level increased rapidly, becoming a powerful spiritual master.

In just ten years, the Guo family developed rapidly, annexing several powerful families and becoming a force only weaker than the Spirit Clan. The lord of Rongcheng was the eldest son of the Guo family, Guo Xin's brother, Guo Xun.

Murong Xue felt sick in her heart and scolded her coldly, "I'm just wishful thinking. How could I marry someone like you? Guo Xin, get out of here."

Guo Xin blocked her way, "I won't leave, what can you do?"

As he spoke, his rough palms directly grasped Murong Xue's white and tender fingertips. He couldn't put it down because of the smooth and delicate skin. Guo Xin's eyes did not conceal the fiery look.

The look she looked at Murong Xue seemed to strip her naked inch by inch.

Murong Xue felt uneasy and didn't know what to do about such a scoundrel. No matter what she said, Guo Xin looked like a dead pig and was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, leaving people angry and nowhere to vent their anger.

There were many people around, the Guo family was one of the best in Rongcheng, and Guo Xin himself was a powerful Spirit King.

Everyone in the scene saw this scene, but no one stood up to speak for Murong Xue.

Perhaps Murong Xue, the eldest lady of the Rong clan, has no longer lived up to her reputation.

Murong Xue's eyes were desperate and she bit her lower lip, hoping that someone could help her at this moment.

At this moment, her mind suddenly flashed back to the figure of Lu Tian who took action on the competition stage. Although she later asked the other party and did not admit it, after thinking about it carefully, she was very sure that the person who took action that time was Lu Tian.

"Guo Xin, at the banquet tomorrow, you and I will compete on the stage. If you beat me, I will be convinced. Otherwise, I will never marry you. If you lose, you will never mention the engagement again. This competition, Do you dare to pick it up?”

No one could help her, and Murong Xue felt resentful in her heart. Although she was the eldest lady of the Rong clan, the Rong family did not arrange a protector for her.

Otherwise, if Guo Xin is so presumptuous, she will definitely kill him regardless of the consequences.

Guo Xin suppressed the smile on his face and said, "Okay, Miss Murong invites you kindly, how can I refuse? I will definitely convince you in the competition tomorrow."

Guo Xin agreed to Murong Xue's request without hesitation. He had absolute confidence in his own strength, and Murong Xue would never escape from his grasp.

After he got it, he could play whatever he wanted. Evil thoughts grew wildly in Guo Xin's mind. As for losing, he never thought about it.

After agreeing to the request, Guo Xin stopped pestering Murong Xue and left in another direction. Murong Xue breathed a sigh of relief and attached great importance to tomorrow's competition.

After patrolling for a few times, she didn't see the person she wanted to see. She felt disappointed and wondered whether brother Lin Fan would come. Today she went to the place where the divine vein appeared.

Lin Fan's brother was not found, and the family was urging her so hard that Murong Xue had no choice but to come back first. She believed that Lin Fan would definitely come before the banquet started tomorrow, after all, they had agreed before.

Until Murong Xue left, she didn't notice that the masked man standing behind her had moved.

"Brother Lu Tian, ​​wait for me, why are you walking so fast? Hey, what were you looking at just now?"

Feng Liuli came to Lu Tian out of breath. There were too many people watching the excitement, and it took her a long time to get here.

Murong Xue's figure had disappeared into the night. Lu Tian took off his mask, his face was calm, as if he was not the one who was forced to eavesdrop just now, "It's nothing, we'll be here tonight, let's go back!"

He is not the male protagonist, and he has no interest in doing anything heroic to save the beauty. A person like Guo Xin looks like a minor villain at first glance.

If the male protagonist had not been thrown into the Holy Land by him, he might have had a chance to shine in the Rong clan, and he might have become famous in one battle.

Murong Xue must be expecting the male protagonist to arrive.

It's a pity that the male protagonist was thrown into the holy land by himself. He shouldn't be able to come back within a month. Even if he comes back, the male protagonist's luck will weaken.

"Okay, it's almost done. Let's go back."

As the performance came to an end, some people who were not interested in the performance began to leave one after another. Lu Tian suggested going back.

Feng Liuli nodded, took off the mask, put it away, and kept it for next time.

Jian Wuxin returned to the inn before them, while Feng Liuli and Lu Tian fell behind. Far away from the performance place, the lanterns in the sky gradually dimmed.

The sky turns dark, and the lively prosperity is short-lived after all. Through the color of night light, you can see the faint light.

In the silent night, the two of them walked on the road, and the sound of crisp footsteps was particularly clear.

"Da da da"

Lu Tian paused suddenly, "Liu Li, do you think it's too quiet here?"

Just as Feng Liuli was about to reply, the space suddenly fluctuated.

A sharp knife tempered with poison stretched out from behind Lu Tian silently.