The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"What if you ask your friends to destroy my temple?"

Amir raised his eyebrows and spoke in a cold tone. There was no respect at all, and the way he looked at him was like looking at a rat that everyone wanted to kill, full of disgust.

Then he remembered something, laughed exaggeratedly, and said with a gloating look.

“It’s a pity that now that the temple has collapsed, those people will not donate money anymore.

You still want to get money from me? Dream on!"

"You are so powerful, but don't you treasure your temple the most? How can someone tear it down?"

The man obviously didn't believe his excuse and looked at him suspiciously, intending to break in again.

Amir grabbed his wrist and crushed it.

"...Let go..., you bastard, I should have strangled you when you were born.

Is it not enough for you to kill your mother, you also want to kill me?"

The man was crying in pain, but he still stiffened his neck and cursed viciously.

When Amir heard him mention his mother, his face became even gloomier. The malice in his indifferent eyes made people feel as if they had fallen into hell and were being stared at by the dark creatures there.

He was so angry that he cut off his arm and broke his leg.

"You still have the nerve to mention it. If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have been sold to the tavern to do the dirtiest sex trade, and she wouldn't have been infected with a dirty disease.

In the end, you conspired with others to make those things that were neither human nor ghost. And you used them to make profits for you. "

“Haha, you better admit it, it was you who killed your mother.

You can even kill your mother who has been enduring for you, so what else can't you do?

Sure enough, what the Holy Son of Xia said was right. You are a devil, more terrifying than a real devil, and you have a vicious mind.

Maybe even the epidemic was caused by the poison you planted, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence that while others were in trouble, you were the only one who was safe and sound when entering and leaving those places."

Despite this, the man did not panic or get scared. He knew that even if he died, the Holy Son of Xia would resurrect him.

Instead, he roared with excitement. Even though his limbs were broken, he still looked at him with resentment.

"Bah! The poisoning and the epidemic were all caused by those people themselves. It was the retribution for their blasphemy against the gods."

Amir spat at him disdainfully and didn't want to say anything else.

He mentioned that he was planning to throw the person somewhere far away, so that Ah Yi wouldn't come out and pollute his eyes.

"No, just go ahead and make an excuse and see who believes you.

Folks, please save me. Amir is crazy. I found out that he poisoned me. He wants to kill his father."

The man roared loudly, gritted his teeth, and the poison entered his lungs. He lowered his head silently.

In an instant, a group of villagers stood out from behind the stone with expressionless faces, their eyes cold and filled with deep hatred.

“I was wondering why the plague persisted even when the temple collapsed.

It turns out that you, the Great Master, have been the one poisoning us all along. It's a pity that your relatives have been helping you all along."

"That's right, I didn't expect you to be such a ruthless person."

"I've known for a long time that he's not a good person. Who wouldn't love their own child? How could they treat him so badly?"

"Yes, no good person at such a young age would be willing to kill his father and mother."

"Bah, it's true that people of the same family don't stick together. His father is a gambler and his mother is a playboy. They have caused other families to fall apart.

Come to him and poison the villagers who have been taking care of him."

……

For a moment, everyone was outraged, but everyone seemed to be afraid of something and did not dare to take action.

Everyone fell silent until a six-winged angel in a white robe slowly walked over with a holy and pure white figure by his side.

Xia looked at him with compassion, her face full of holy light.

"Amir, please turn back and don't make the same mistake again.

God will forgive your sins, so don't be stubborn about it."

From the moment they tore down his temple, Amir knew that these ignorant people were hopeless, and he did not want to argue with them in vain.

He just threw the dirty and rotten corpse to them and planned to go back.

Until he saw Xia appear, black flames were burning in his eyes, wanting to destroy the man in front of him with a false sunny face.

The voice was hoarse with anger.

"How dare you show up in front of me? Do you think I don't dare to kill you? And you even brought a fake to back you up."

Amir said this as he flew towards him, the black magic fire in his hand crackling and burning more and more vigorously.

With a bang, it collided with the pure white light ball on the opposite side and exploded.

Flying backwards, the six-winged angel flew past him, brushing against his ears and laughing softly.

"You are such an ignorant little fellow. If Xiao Xia hadn't been reluctant to part with you, I would have beaten you to death long ago. How dare you speak rudely to him?"

As he spoke, he gathered a ball of black power in his hands and struck towards Amir's flying body.

The cold, dark power, with a burning breath, rushed towards Amir. He found that he could not escape it at all and closed his eyes in despair.

I didn't expect that I would have to leave just after I got together with Ayi.

The palm stopped just one centimeter away from Amir's body, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward an inch.

The six-winged angel sensed danger, looked at him unwillingly, and wanted to retreat.

At this moment, Nan Zhiyi successfully locked onto him, and a huge black formation pattern on the ground lit up, trapping everyone present.

A cool and pleasant voice sounded, and Amir fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

"Since when have you ants dared to touch my people?

Kneel down before him."

As soon as the words fell, the others felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their backs, constantly exerting pressure on them and forcing them to kneel down.

"Who do you think you are? You want us to kneel down."

The young boy in the crowd was unruly, with the ignorance and fearlessness unique to teenagers.

Nan Zhiyi raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly, and he was forcefully crushed to the ground and turned into a pool of blood.

Nan Zhiyi looked helplessly at the person in her arms who was looking at her obsessively, and reached out to cover his eyes.

"Baby, you must be tired. I'm late. Take a nap and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Amir wanted to say something, but as he listened to the gentle voice, his eyes became heavier and heavier, and sleepiness came over him like a tide, with an unstoppable force.

In the end, he fell asleep before he could say anything.

Nan Zhiyi stroked his pale face, smoothing out the fatigue on his brows and the red bloodstains at the corners of his mouth.

I feel a little sad and a little guilty.

I didn’t expect that the protagonist is worthy of being the darling of the small world and the son of heaven. He could actually break through the protection he set up for his lover and hurt him.

Really, it's unforgivable.