It's not easy to be a villain master [Transmigration Book]

After sending Ouyang Jin and the others away, Zhou Zhou met Ji Yunliu's half-smiling gaze as soon as he turned his head, and his chrysanthemum tightened immediately.

"Master, does he look as good as me?" Ji Yunliu asked quietly.

"You are the prettiest, no one is prettier than you." What Zhou Zhou thought in his heart was, what the hell, there is no end to it.

"But why is he the protagonist and I am the villain? He has everything and I have nothing." Boss Ji said more and more pitifully.

"Hehe, since you pretended to be pitiful 360 days a year but couldn't get me out of bed, this trick is no longer effective." Zhou Zhou felt that he was the most pitiful person.

"Sure enough, master understands me, but what should I do? I still feel a little uncomfortable. How can master compensate me?"

Zhou Zhou squinted at him, wondering what the fuck was up to.

"How about, master, let's do it." When Boss Ji said the last sentence, his eyes lit up and looked at Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou was speechless for a moment.

Sure enough, he knew that this guy with a brain can always lead the topic there.

As a result, of course Zhou Zhou kicked Boss Ji away from embarrassment and anger.

The world is finally quiet.

……

When Zhou Zhou went to Junzi Peak, Jun Wuya was already waiting there.

After many years, seeing his beautiful senior brother again, Zhou Zhou no longer had the cramped and nervousness he had when he first came to this world.

After bowing to Jun Wuya, Zhou Zhou sat down on the seat next to him.

Jun Wuya sized Zhou Zhou up, and said to himself: "Dongxuan stage is perfect, very good, having such aptitude is not in vain for him to love you so much."

Zhou Zhou didn't realize who he was in the words of the beauty brother from home for a long time, so he could only be as quiet as a chicken.

"Now that you have left the customs, I can leave with peace of mind. The Junshan faction will be handed over to you in the future. After all, this place is his painstaking effort. I hope you can take good care of it."

"Brother, where are you going?" Zhou Zhou asked curiously.

Jun Wuya suddenly released his coercion, and Zhou Zhou understood everything when he felt that powerful force.

Zhou Zhou said: "Brother, are you going to ascend?"

Jun Wuya nodded and said: "Well, I always have a hunch that he is waiting for me there, I have made him wait too long."

Zhou Zhou finally remembered that Jun Wuya was referring to him as his master he had never met, and there seemed to be a different relationship between his senior brother and his master.

Zhou Zhou was speechless at this familiar setting.

Is the relationship between master and apprentice a recent trend?

"Senior brother, don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let the Junshan faction be bullied. I hope the senior brother will get his wish and find the master as soon as possible." What else can Zhou Zhou say? Bar.

The calamity thunder outside had already rolled in, and with Zhou Zhou's guarantee, Jun Wuya flew up to meet the calamity thunder without any further delay, and thousands of hectares of calamity thunder rolled down and hit Jun Wuya's body.

Jun Wuya stood proudly in the sky like that, with his purple clothes and white hair shining brightly, even if the calamity and thunder added to his body, he would not lose half of his elegance.

All the Junshan sect disciples came out of the house and knelt down in the direction of Jun Wuya.

That is their head. From now on, the Junshan faction will no longer be unknown as before, and it will definitely stir up the entire cultivation world and shock the world.

Finally, after catching ninety-nine and 81 thunderstorms, the purple figure disappeared into this world under the skylight.

Zhou Zhou silently said in his heart: "Brother, there will be a time later."

Chang Yi came to Zhou Zhou's side, bowed and said, "Little Martial Uncle, because of Master's orders, I was not able to visit my Junior Martial Uncle in time, I hope my Junior Martial Uncle will forgive me."

"It's okay, it's nothing serious," Zhou Zhou said casually, and after thinking about it, he said, "Since your master has already ascended, you should start preparing for the master succession ceremony."

Chang Yi asked respectfully: "I wonder when my little uncle wants to hold the succession ceremony?"

"You can figure it out yourself," Zhou Zhou suddenly thought of something, and said again, "By the way, I'm going to Yunyang City recently, and the return date is uncertain, so you don't have to wait for me."

Chang Yi became anxious when he heard it, and quickly refused: "Ah, how can it be possible, if the little uncle doesn't participate, what should we do about the succession ceremony?"

"Why can't it be done? Wouldn't it be possible with you here?" Zhou Zhou patted Chang Yi on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Hey, I'm going to be the head of the sect now, don't be so surprised."

"Me?" Chang Yi was stunned, "What are you talking about, little uncle?"

"Of course it's you. Could it be me? Why do you have the heart to let me do the tiring work of being the head of the sect? Those who are capable will work harder. Of course, you are the nephew."

Chang Yi was so anxious that he couldn't speak smoothly: "Then, how can I do that?"

Zhou Zhou said solemnly: "What's wrong, you are your master's great apprentice, whoever is not the head of the sect will be you, and whoever is not convinced will let him come to me to reason. Let’s go to Yunyang City.”

Chang Yi said urgently: "Little Martial Uncle just agreed to Master."

Zhou Zhou interrupted him and said, "I only promised your master to protect the Junshan faction, but I didn't promise him to be the head. Xiao Changyi, the Junshan faction will be handed over to you, and I'm leaving."

If he didn't slip away at this moment, when the voice fell, Zhou Zhou used his flying skills and flew away.

Chang Yi looked at the back of his little uncle who seemed to be fleeing, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Zhou Zhoucai didn't care how Chang Yi struggled, anyway, he didn't want to be the head of this Lao Shizi, and it wasn't that he was full and had nothing to do.

After sneaking back to Xiaozhufeng, Zhou Zhou was afraid that Chang Yi would find him, so he dragged Ji Yunliu, Tanlang, and Xiaolu along, and the family of four ran away from home in a mighty way.

Sitting on his apprentice's flying sword, Zhou Zhou leisurely said, "Fortunately, I left early, otherwise I would have been nagged to death by Chang Yi when he came back to his senses."

Ji Yunliu combed Zhou Zhou's hair casually with his fingers, and said with a light smile, "Just after Jun Wuya left, you bullied his little apprentice, and you are not afraid that he will come back to settle accounts with you."

Zhou Zhou said indifferently: "He doesn't have the time to talk to me now, he probably couldn't wait to find my master and his old man, and he doesn't know what my master looks like, so he can make my beautiful senior brother so affectionate She must be a great beauty."

Ji Yunliu paused his fingers slightly, and his voice added a touch of danger: "Brother Beauty?"

Hearing this obviously changed voice, Zhou Zhou suddenly felt his scalp go numb, numb, he was being mean again.

Ever since he made that confession, Ji Yunliu firmly believed that his master was an unscrupulous face-controller, so after they got together, he was very concerned about his appearance.

At this time, hearing Zhou Zhou call Jun Wuya Beauty Senior Brother, it's okay.

Zhou Zhou quickly apologized with a smile and said, "Hehe, I can explain."

"Hmm." Boss Ji uttered a single syllable from his nose, meaning, explain.

Zhou Zhou felt that this was a question related to whether he could get out of bed tomorrow morning, so he should not be careless. After thinking for a while, he choked out four words: "You are more beautiful than him."

"..."

Boss Ji was stunned for a while, then smiled.

Just when Zhou Zhou thought he had successfully passed the level, he heard the familiar voice with a slight smile coming from behind: "Three times."

Zhou Zhou frowned immediately: "Three times? Do you think your three times are the same as others' three times? Why don't you let me die first?"

Ji Yunliu leaned close to Zhou Zhou, with warm breath on his neck: "It seems that master is very satisfied with my durability. Thank you for the compliment, master. I will continue to work hard."

Zhou Zhou wanted to cry, but he wished he could go back to a quarter of an hour ago and slap that cheap self to wake him up. Why did he blurt out the name "Beauty Senior Brother"?

Just when Zhou Zhou was regretting and Boss Ji was looking forward to the night, Tanlang silently rolled himself into a ball and covered himself and Xiaolu with his tail.

At this moment, Tanlang's heart was broken.

Ma Dan, before discussing such an obscene topic, can you be concerned about this underage beast?

It's just that countless times of blood and tears have taught it that it's better to swallow such words honestly. Tanlang has felt countless times that with such a master, it is really hopeless.

In the evening, they happened to come across a mortal town, and the two of them fell from the flying sword. Since Zhou Zhou came to this world, he seldom went out. Except for Yongdu City, at most he had been to the Junshan sect at the foot of the mountain. In Fangshi, there are mostly people who are cultivating/true, and this is the first time he has come to a town where ordinary people live.

Although it was only in the evening, the lights were already brightly lit, and the smell of rice wafted in the air, making Zhou Zhou, who was used to eating Bigu pills, suddenly feel hungry.

The two found a restaurant near the river, and sat in an elegant seat by the window, just in time to see the cruise ship flower shop swaying on the river, and people coming and going.

Zhou Zhou couldn't help feeling: "Looking at the scene like this, it looks like our place in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, with singing and dancing."

Ji Yunliu looked in the direction of Zhou Zhou's gaze, and said with a sneer, "It would be great if the whole world looked like this."

Zhou Zhou looked at him curiously: "How to say?"

Ji Yunliu said: "Don't look at the prosperous scene of singing and dancing here, but hundreds of miles away, there are hundreds of thousands of people fighting on the battlefield. They are destined to stain the mountains and rivers with blood and bury their bones in Changsha."

Zhou Zhou suddenly lost his interest, and his interest faded: "I thought it was the prosperity of Kaiyuan and the rule of Zhenguan, but I didn't expect it to be the back garden of Empress Li."

Although the rise and fall of mortal dynasties has nothing to do with him, and he can even control the change of dynasties by himself, but as a young man who grew up in the twentieth century, he still has nothing to do with it. I don't care, thinking of the 21st century that I can't go back to, I can't help but feel even more dejected.

Ji Yunliu didn't know what the prosperity of Kaiyuan and the rule of Zhenguan were. Seeing that Zhou Zhou was not in high spirits, he didn't ask any more questions. After waiting for the dishes to be served, Zhou Zhou's mood gradually improved when he saw the long-lost delicious food.

After dinner, they went shopping at the night market, and the two found an inn to rest, but whether it was really a rest, only they and the two beasts who were tortured knew.