A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

"Everything in this world has its own predetermined destiny, which we cannot change at will. Brother Yan's fate is determined by God.

Although I want to help, I cannot go against God's will." Xiao Sizhe said as he paced slowly, his light steps seemed to tell of his carefree and calm attitude.

Emperor Yuxuan was so angry that he broke out in a cold sweat: "Why did you come back? I still can't tolerate you even if you come back! Humph!" Emperor Yuxuan's face instantly became extremely gloomy, and his eyes were filled with anger and dissatisfaction.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing the rage in his heart. "If Yan'er comes back, he will definitely challenge my authority again. How can I tolerate him?" Emperor Yuxuan's heart was full of contradictions and struggles. He hoped that Yan'er would be safe, but he was also worried that his return would bring him a lot of trouble. He pursed his lips tightly and snorted coldly, expressing his firm attitude.

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes were wide open at this moment, and they were swirling like a whirlpool in a raging sea. He frowned, raised his head slightly, and thought quickly about a foolproof plan. He thought to himself, "It seems that I must quickly copy, learn, and practice this mysterious and unpredictable longevity secret within ten days.

Only in this way can I stabilize my kingdom and prolong my life. Humph, this world is mine after all, no one can take it away." His luxurious dragon robe swayed slightly, and the golden silk thread shone brightly in the sun, as if telling of his supreme status.

His fingers tapped the table beside him unconsciously, making a dull sound. The table, which was carved with exquisite patterns and exuded an old wood fragrance, seemed to be sensing Emperor Yuxuan's inner anxiety.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Xiao Sizhe's smug look. The hatred and jealousy in his heart rose like a surging tide. This little bastard, all the misfortunes and blessings are caused by him. If he hadn't appeared, how could I fall into such a difficult situation?

When I master the art of immortality, I will have him crushed to dust, so that he can't even return home, to relieve my hatred. Emperor Yuxuan clenched his fists tightly, his teeth clattering. His fists turned slightly white due to the force, and blue veins popped up on his hands like winding little snakes.

He thought again, "I am the Son of Heaven. How can I allow others to provoke me? This little Sizhe must be eliminated." His breathing became slightly rapid, and his chest rose and fell with the fluctuations of his emotions. Little Sizhe stopped his light steps. Suddenly, he felt a pair of creepy eyes like a cold blade wrapped around him with cold thorns. He became alert and looked over there. He saw that Emperor Yuxuan's eyes revealed infinite murderous intent, and that murderous intent seemed to be able to freeze everything in the world.

Xiao Sizhe's face turned pale instantly, and his body trembled involuntarily. He thought to himself: "This Emperor Yuxuan is really cruel and ruthless. It seems that I have to be careful in dealing with him."

His plain clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, like a fragile leaf. A trace of panic flashed across his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Although the fabric of the clothes was ordinary, it also had a delicate texture, as if telling the extraordinaryness of Xiao Sizha in the ordinary.

"Wow!" Xiao Sizhe pretended to jump in fear, his voice full of fear, his eyes widened, and he covered his mouth with his hands. "You, you, you are so scary!!"

As he shouted, he retreated to the door, as if he was avoiding a ferocious beast, and his steps were backward in panic.

But I was thinking in my heart: "I can't just sit there and wait for death. I have to find a way to get out of this predicament."

His footsteps made a slight sound on the ground, and each step was filled with tension and anxiety. His heartbeat was like a rapid drumbeat, echoing in his chest.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Yuxuan immediately suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. That smile was as bright as a blooming flower, but it also carried a hint of hypocrisy.

He raised his chin slightly, opened his arms, and said, "Ahaha, are you scared by my majesty?"

He thought proudly in his heart: "This brat is really intimidated by my aura." There was a bit of complacency and calculation in his smile, which was the confidence and arrogance of someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

The dragon robe on his body swayed slightly with his movements, and the golden light became more dazzling. Majestic? Humph! Xiao Sizhe snorted in his heart.

That was not a majestic face at all, it was clearly a look of extreme viciousness and bloodthirstiness.

"Oh, your majestic look, as if you want to eat me alive! So scary!"

There was sarcasm in Xiao Sizhe's words. He curled his lips, and his eyes revealed his disdain for Emperor Yuxuan. He thought to himself: "You tyrant, you will get retribution sooner or later."

His eyes flashed with stubbornness and unyieldingness, as if he was declaring his resistance to Emperor Yuxuan. His fingers were slightly bent, secretly gathering strength, ready to respond to possible dangers at any time.

"You are overthinking. I want to learn the secret of longevity from you! How could I be ungrateful?"

Emperor Yuxuan raised his chin slightly, a seemingly sincere smile on his face, but his eyes were flashing with an elusive light.

He walked slowly, the dragon robe swaying gently with his movements, the golden silk thread shining in the sun. The embroidery on the dragon robe was exquisite, and every stitch and thread seemed to be telling the majesty and luxury of the royal family.

Emperor Yuxuan stretched out a hand, spread it slightly, and made a sincere gesture. His fingers were slender and strong, and his nails were neatly trimmed, revealing a noble temperament.

Xiao Sizhe patted his belly, which made a slight sound under his pat.

He opened another large box. The carvings on the box were delicate and exquisite, as if telling an ancient story. The wood texture of the box was clearly visible, and it exuded a faint wood fragrance, as if it had experienced the precipitation of years.

"Since you want to teach me, I can't do it on an empty stomach!" He picked up the chopsticks inside. The chopsticks looked small and delicate in his hands.

The wood texture is clearly visible, as if it has been baptized by years. The top of the chopsticks is carved with exquisite patterns, like a small work of art.

At this time, Xiao Sizhe muttered to himself: Humph, Emperor Yuxuan speaks nicely, but who knows what he is thinking in his heart.

He wants to learn the secret of longevity, maybe it's to satisfy his own selfish desires so that he can continue his brutal rule. I have to be careful and not be fooled by him easily.

There was a flash of alertness in his eyes and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about how to respond.

Emperor Yuxuan stretched out his hand towards Xiao Sizhe's lunch box. Instantly, he felt a strong wind coming, and the wind was like an invisible giant hand, powerful and swift.

The lunch box teleported towards Emperor Yuxuan with a whoosh, leaving a blurry ray in the air.