Really not a villain

It was almost noon on the second day before they left the inn.

There are people suppressing chaos everywhere on the street, with a big word "Zhen" on the back of their clothes, wearing treasures on their bodies, and they are domineering, and there are many disciples from Taoyuan Township calling them around, so majestic.

These people who look like handymen are not the outer disciples of Taoyuan Township, but the inner disciples who are not involved in the world on Junshan. How often have they been so angry?

"Senior Brother, we are both disciples of the Immortal Sect, why should we let them order us?"

"Hey, what you say...you better be careful, anyway, after these few days of chaos, you can go back to Junshan."

The little monk said sullenly: "This place is under the jurisdiction of Taoyuan Township anyway, and we are all disciples of the Immortal Sect. We are no worse than them. Can't those people restrain their arrogance? And what did Mu Jiangling do? What? As soon as he came, the Zhenchao Division kept making noises? The other senior brothers and sisters refused to tell me anything, senior brother, you treat me the best, and tell me quietly, okay? I will definitely not go around talking nonsense. "

The monk couldn't help being embarrassed, but couldn't bear to see his junior brother like this, so he dragged him to a corner, and said in a low voice: "I just heard about it. It is said that Mu Jiangling has a mysterious background. I don't know where his master came from. No one in the same generation is better than him. Since his debut, he has acted arrogantly, arrogantly, and despised the immortal sect. One day, he suddenly came to kill all the people in the Qinzhou Inspection Department. Xiu founded the "Tianxingdao", and since then he has been against Qingyuntai everywhere, harming the people and the family of cultivation in the area under his jurisdiction. Then he was even more daring, broke into Qingyuntai and slaughtered the disciples of the immortal sect. At that time, the fairy master of Busi Pavilion happened to be a guest at Qingyuntai. The hundreds of disciples accompanying him were also killed..."

The little monk said in shock: "That is really a big villain!"

The monk sighed: "It's not unreasonable for Qingyuntai to be so furious. The visitor who came to visit was killed right under his nose. Isn't this a slap in the face? Mu Jiangling is also overconfident. , a group of mobs actually wanted to challenge the 800-year-old fairy gate, and the fate can be imagined. After that, Tianxingdao was naturally broken up by Qingyuntai, but he was allowed to escape. On the way to escape, the man still did not forget the disaster Innocent, they create bloody cases everywhere to vent their anger. This is the first rebellion in the Xianmen since the present world, and all the Xianmen are also quite worried. They are afraid that there will be another Mu Jiangling, and they will all go to Qingyuntai. "

The little monk was ignorant of what he heard, and suddenly saw someone calling him over there, he answered indiscriminately, said a few words to his senior brother, and ran over in a hurry.

On the other side, Mu Jiangling hid in the dark, counting the gilt nails on the city gate boredly, feeling worried.

"Sure enough, the city gate is closed, and there are still many people guarding it closely. What should we do?"

Ying Chen tugged at the new clothes a couple of times, not quite used to it, and said, "Kill."

"Don't, don't, Qingyun Terrace has already smeared me enough, if I kill me again, I'll be justified." Mu Jiangling shook his head, and seeing him pulling his clothes awkwardly from time to time, he curled his lips and said, "Why? No Fit? Not happy with my workmanship?"

Ying Chen said honestly, "Yes."

"..." A vein stretched across Mu Jiangling's forehead, and he said angrily, "You still have the guts to dislike it! Who picked out the clothes and finally chose the most complicated one? Isn’t the one you were wearing very simple? Why do you suddenly like this style? I’m not a female celebrity, not only have to change the size, but also have to change the low-key luxury to suit your taste without attracting attention. People pay attention, no matter how much effort you put in, you still dislike it! If you dislike it, just do it yourself!"

Ying Chen: "...I came out in a hurry."

At that time, he was still in a deep sleep, and when he noticed Sanqinguo's change, he hurriedly left the palace. The clothes he took were naturally the most concise and convenient style.

Mu Jiangling was helpless: "Could it be that we have leisure time now? Oh, no, you have, but I don't! Look at these, the whole city is full of people who want my life. If we are found whereabouts, we have to forcibly To break through, there will be a new story that will be spread all over the city tomorrow - the rebels killed Xunyang, bloodthirsty and already infatuated, if you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to explain. I... Shhh! Here comes a Taoyuan Township disciple , shut up."

With that serious look, it seemed that the one who was chattering just now was not himself.

He dragged the people to squat behind a low wall, observed in secret for a while, held his breath, and said in a low voice: "What did Taoyuan Township think, to send such a weak disciple to fight against the chaos. Well, actually, It's not weak, it's just too weak compared to me. Hey, speaking of it, how can my master be so powerful and teach a disciple like me..."

Ying Chen patted his head coldly, and repeated his words: "Shut up."

"Hiss, be gentle!" Mu Jiangling took a hit, rubbed his head, and rubbed his fists, his eyes lit up, "I'll go and grab that one, it looks easy to handle."

He rushed out, and after a while, he came back with a fainted teenager.

This young man was handsome, with light eyebrows, and looked quite timid.

After a while, the boy woke up.

Mu Jiangling leaned closer and said with a smile, "Do you know who I am?"

The young man shook his head blankly.

"I am Mu Jiangling." He spit out these words slowly, before he could continue to threaten anything, the boy rolled his eyes and passed out neatly.

"..." Mu Jiangling turned his head and asked Ying Chen, "Do I look fierce?"

It doesn't make sense.Don't dare to say anything else, the cheap body I picked up by myself is very good-looking, as long as you don't say a few words, shut up honestly and sit there, smile quietly, no one who has seen it will praise you , A modest gentleman is as gentle as jade.

Su Chongjiu once said jokingly, your mouth blinds your good skin for nothing.

I replied without thinking, each other.

Thinking about it now, such carefree and laughing days seemed like a lifetime away.

Ying Chen: "I don't know."

Mu Jiangling: "...Except for the time at Qingyun Terrace and the few times after that when I was forced to move my hands, I haven't done anything that makes people faint when they hear the name, right?"

Ying Chen thought for a while and said, "As long as you do it, they will all die."

He was referring to the time at the bottom of the cliff in Cangwu Mountain.After Mu Jiangling was killed, his body was covered in blood, and his eyes looked like glaciers that hadn't melted for a thousand years, like an evil spirit climbing up from hell.Some people got scared and threw away their weapons and begged for mercy on their knees. He picked up the knife and harvested people's lives neatly without any emotion.

Mu Jiangling argued: "I tried my best to avoid confrontation with them. They pushed too hard. Shouldn't everyone understand the principle of cutting grass and roots? The protagonist...ah no, I mean, it's unnecessary His kindness and softness will cause a lot of trouble."

His expression suddenly dimmed.

I once laughed at the protagonists who can't make up the knife.

But when a real human life was about to end in his own hands, he suddenly realized that it was impossible to reap a life so lightly.

Before founding Tianxingdao, he had never had blood on his hands.

later?Later, he couldn't even remember the appearance of those who died under his hands.

Mu Jiangling pinched the center of his brows hard, trying to cheer himself up.

Well, most of the villains who talk too much seem to end up miserable.

...Although I talk a lot, I'm really not a villain!Absolutely not, otherwise I would have died a long time ago, eh.

It is gratifying to congratulate, it has reached the point where it is covered with blood and everyone casts aside, isn't it a villain?This kind of unreasonable basis can only be used to comfort myself.I still have this kind of fluke in my heart. After all, is it because I am unwilling?

Mu Jiangling was immersed in the ups and downs, joys and sorrows in his heart and couldn't extricate himself, Ying Chen suddenly said: "Someone is here."

"Oops, they must have found out that this brat is missing!" Mu Jiangling suddenly came back to his senses, picked up the young man and was about to run away, and only took a few steps when another search team turned around at the corner of the street, attacking from both sides. Immediately a dumpling was made.Without a moment's hesitation, he supported himself with one hand, his figure was like the wind, he directly crossed the low wall, passed through the courtyard of the house, and ran wildly.

"Mu Jiangling!!! Mu Jiangling is here!!!"

"Be careful!! He caught someone in his hand!!! He went over there!!!!"

"Stop him quickly!!! Trash!!! A bunch of trash!!! This made him rush over!!!!"

Mu Jiangling looked back while running.

Ying Chen disappeared again.

That's right, even if the divine power is sealed, he doesn't need others to worry about it.

After all, Mu Jiangling couldn't run fast when he was carrying a person, not a bag of rice.But he didn't panic at all, he shuttled through the alley with ease, sometimes climbing the wall and sometimes turning back, his walking was quite confusing.He circled around a few times, and when he stopped, the pursuers behind him had already disappeared.

He threw the boy to the ground, kicked him, and shouted, "Hey, stop pretending, I know you're awake."

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, his face was pale and trembling, but the words he said had a lot of backbone: "You, you devil! Since I don't want to, unfortunately I fell into your hands. If you want to kill or cut, please listen to me! "

"Oh?" Mu Jiangling's eyes darkened, and Hongchen pulled out of the sheath, and a dazzling cold light was folded on the extremely thin blade, "Little devil, do you know that most people who say such words end up becoming Human beings are neither human ghosts nor ghosts, they can't live or die, they die in pain after being tortured. Do you want to try it?"

The young man shook his head in horror, the figure reflected in his clear eyes was so hideous, like a ghost.

Mu Jiangling chuckled, squatted down, and patted his face affectionately: "So, you can't talk about it, except for a momentary scene, it's useless, understand?"

The boy was dumbfounded: "Ah, ah?"