When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

Until the fussy Li Ma and the suspicious-eyed Uncle Zhong left, Nangong Qingyan still didn't fully recover.

He lowered his head, looked carefully at his body that had shrunk by more than a circle, opened the fingers of both hands, then clenched them into fists, and moved his whole body, feeling... It was too real, not at all. Not like dying hallucinations.

But how is this possible?At the last moment, he was still trapped in a cold and damp cave. The people around him fled to death, and some were led to other places to encircle and suppress him separately. In the end, there was only one Mubai left.He was seriously injured, tortured by the cold poison, and haunted by the insidious "corrosion powder", and there was no possibility of him surviving.

There were loud shouts of killing outside, and inside was Mu Bai supporting him who was struggling to support his body.The two were very close, and occasionally looked at each other. From the other's pupils, he clearly saw himself covered in blood and distorted.

Back then, Nangong Zhe and a group of masters from the Qing'an faction strayed into the trap of the Eighteen Villages in Qichuan, and all of them fell into the sky, shaking the whole world.While everyone in the Qing'an faction was grieving, Zhuo Wei and Luo Zixiao personally went out to avenge his eldest brother, leading people to pick up eighteen villages with lightning speed, and all the water bandits were not surrendered. , The head of the bandit leader was raised high and hung in front of the Qing'an sect one month ago.

The entire Wulin shuddered at the ruthlessness of Zhuo Luo on this issue, but also had to secretly admire their benevolence and righteousness.

Only he always felt that the matter ended too easily.

What kind of person is the father?Anyway, he is definitely not a martial artist with all his strength. He is bold and careful, and he can't hide the slightest trouble from his eyes and ears. How can a few fierce gangsters catch him?How could it be possible to be tricked without a sound, without even having time to resist?

It's just that he is too young. When he asked questions, everyone seemed to be looking at a child who lost his loved ones and lost his mind. They felt pity and helplessness, telling him explicitly or secretly, this time, it was your father who was careless. , the horse stumbled.

In grief and indignation, he could only devote himself to practicing martial arts, and decided to find out the truth by himself when he grew up, and avenge his father, which can be regarded as... rectifying his father's name.

Then, in his eagerness for success, he went astray, hurting his meridians, and the progress of his skills was extremely slow, and every step forward had to pay an unimaginable price for ordinary people.

After that, he met An Chenxuan, and a series of bad luck began.

The repeated conflicts and inexplicably deepened misunderstandings made him even more rejected by everyone.When he lost the internal and external competition, he saw everyone's mocking and relieved smiles.

He strayed into the bottom of the lake of the Black Dragon Gang, and was used as a carrier to expel the cold poison during the practice. He survived a narrow escape, but in the end he was deeply poisoned.He obtained the Blood Shadow Scripture by all means and successfully suppressed the cold poison, but he never thought that this technique was so evil that he couldn't control it at all. In the last period of time, he often lost control and did one irreversible thing after another , I despise myself.

Until now, it seemed like it was coming to an end.Looking back on my short life, the so-called leader of the Tianmo Sect, who was so frightening in the world, turned out to be like an extremely funny joke.

I have been running around in vain for more than ten years, failed to accomplish any of the things I wanted to do, got into trouble with a lot of things that I tried my best to avoid, and went through all the experiences that others would only have in decades.Frustrated, angry, helpless, desperate, and finally stumbling to the present, perhaps I can only sigh: God's will tricks people.

Mu Bai supported him to sit on a smooth boulder, and then quietly stood aside.This docile young man who is extremely timid on weekdays seems to have calmly accepted the fate he is about to face.

After staying by his side for more than ten years, this person seems to be the same as when he first came to the Qing'an sect. He is silent, withdrawn, and somewhat inferior. He is used to not saying a word all day long, but he always follows him step by step. , no matter what choice he makes.Occasionally, seeing him in a hurry, he would offer one or two naive and ridiculous strategies in a low voice, but of course, they never succeeded.

But it was such a person who was somewhat looked down upon by everyone, Nangong Qingyan felt that he saw his shadow in him.

Furthermore, the existence of Mubai made him think of his father, the carefree days when he was still in the Qing'an sect, and the days when Li Ma and Uncle Zhong were still alive, so although this person has various unsatisfactory things, he is still Always stayed by his side.This man has almost become a nostalgic icon.Otherwise, the daily anxiety would be enough to drive him crazy.

Unexpectedly, they had to die together in the end.

With the loss of blood and the coldness in the cave, Nangong Qingyan's body became colder and colder. He forced a smile: "Mubai, it seems that the two of us will die together in the end. Are you afraid?"

Mu Bai lowered his head and didn't answer his words, but asked suddenly: "How do you feel?"

This guy, is he getting more courageous when he is about to die?I didn't dare not answer my own words before.And this is hoping to get away?Nangong Qingyan laughed, and wanted to shake his head, but he didn't have the strength anymore: "No, this time...the donkey is really at the end of its rope, and all the Gu worms are placed outside. As for me, I don't even have the strength to raise my hand. I won't be able to take you out any longer."

Mubai nodded, and didn't seem too disappointed.For some reason, Nangong Qingyan felt that he was a little different from usual - he obviously kept his head down all day, and obviously didn't make any movements, but the whole person felt different.

Careful people will find that feeling is really a very subtle thing.Some people obviously have very few expressions and movements, but as long as they are very familiar with him, they can always easily recognize whether he is happy, sad, angry, or depressed.

Nangong Qingyan can't be considered to know Mu Bai very well, but after all, this person has been with him day and night for many years, taking care of all his food and daily life, after all, he is quite familiar with him.He found that the man seemed to be relieved after hearing his words. Although he still looked timid, his mood was obviously elevated.

His heart tightened, and he subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand. Nangong Qingyan looked at him calmly.Mu Bai seemed to have noticed it, suddenly raised his head, and met his gaze for the first time.

It was only then that Nangong Qingyan realized that he was smiling. Although his eyes were very blurred, he could still see that he was grinning nervously, making his whole body tremble.

"I can finally get rid of you! Nangong Qingyan, I can finally get rid of you! You are a murderous villain, a bloodthirsty devil king!" Mu Bai seemed to be a little scared, his voice was trembling, but he was relieved, The voice was excited and high-pitched, with hysteria that had been suppressed for a long time, "After you die, I can live in the sun dignifiedly."

Nangong Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then sneered.If others don’t know, it’s fine to spread rumors. Could it be that Mu Bai, who has been by his side, also doesn’t know what the so-called “killing without blinking an eye” and “bloodthirsty like life” are all about?

Even when he was plagued by cold and poison, he did not give up on finding the real culprit who killed his father. He kept paying attention to searching for all the clues, and finally aroused the vigilance of the owner of Qianxing Water Village. In the name of his practice of evil skills, he organized several rounds of siege and suppression .Twice he broke out by massacring, and once he was caught in the backlash of the blood shadow scripture, lost control on the spot, and sucked the blood of many people.

It's fine to say that he is becoming more and more moody, but Mu Bai doesn't know if terms like villain and devil can be applied to him?

Nangong Qingyan said coldly: "I remember when I was expelled from the Qing'an sect, I told you that I could choose to stay, and advised you to stay. It was you who wanted to follow me without hesitation."

Mubai followed them to study literature and martial arts. Although he could not succeed in literature and martial arts, he was a person who followed Nangong Qingyan after all. In addition, the period when Nangong Zhe was the head was considered to be a very prosperous period for the Qing'an sect. Is there anyone who is nostalgic? accepted him.Now I have a moderate position in the faction, although I may be involved a little bit, the influence will fade after a long time.

At that time, Mu Bai packed up his things without hesitation, and left with him after receiving the whip.Nangong Qingyan was quite moved, and felt that although this child was silent, he was also a person who valued emotions.

And now, does he regret it?Want to take credit for yourself?

But he still guessed wrong.

Mubai sneered and said, "Let me stay? Let me stay and accept everyone's advice? Let me bear your mistakes and never be able to straighten my spine for the rest of my life? I know you all look down on me, and have never Never looked down on me! What did you say that you treat me as your own? You have always acted as if you were giving alms to others! Something happened, you are the son of the former head, and the Qing’an sect should save some face. Have you ever thought about it? What should I do if I want to stay?!"

An Chenxuan was expelled from the Qing'an sect when he was discovered secretly practicing the Blood Shadow Sutra.At that time, he hadn't lost his mind, but after all, he was practicing evil skills, which was not tolerated by others.Coupled with the rumors of the reincarnation of the Gorefiend spreading in the Jianghu, although there is no evidence to prove that some of the mummified corpses were sucked by him, there are people pointing fingers.After a while, the fact that he became the leader of Tianmo Sect was made public by no one.

Under pressure, Zhuo Wei had to expel him from the Qing'an sect according to regulations.But in the end, I told him privately that when the perpetrator was found out, he would be brought back.

Unexpectedly, later on, he became more and more unable to suppress this exercise, lost control several times under the watchful eyes of the public, and completely embarked on another path, and could never turn back.Even with all the unfounded dirty water from before, it was completely poured on him inexplicably.

Nangong Qingyan shook his head: "Even if I've been sorry to many people, I have never been sorry to you. You can ask yourself, have I ever treated you badly? Even if you have resentment in your heart after all these years of running around, why bother?" Are you still gloating at my death?"

From rescuing him who was dying, to giving his family emergency money, and letting him join the Qing'an sect, he was not shorted for daily food and clothing, which can be described as the utmost benevolence.

A hint of guilt flashed in Mubai's eyes, but it soon became firm again: "You all have always regarded me as a bought servant, only An Chenxuan treated me as a person. Therefore, I will die It is he who must repay."

Mubai, who was only seven years old, woke up on Zuowang Peak, and was very worried when he learned that he had been bought.Although the kind-looking Li Ma told him not to worry, he just had to play with the young master every day, but that person seemed so unapproachable, it was really difficult to get along with.

He mustered up the courage to say a few words, but the man just replied a few words in a very simple way, not at all like talking to Li Ma and Uncle Zhong, as if he didn't bother to talk to him at all.He wanted to try his best to do a better job. He served tea and water before and after the run, but the other party was completely indifferent and accepted everything as a matter of course.

Of course he knew that these were what he should do, and the other party didn't say a single harsh word, but this kind of disregard made him even more restless.

After starting to learn literature and martial arts, life became even more difficult.Logically speaking, this is a gift from the master, a great honor.But he probably isn't this kind of material, no matter what he learns in a mess, and looking at Nangong Qingyan's expressionless expression every day, he is more than twice as good as others.Looking at his cold eyes and the mocking eyes of others, Mu Bai thought, he blamed himself for embarrassing him.

A message came from home that my mother was ill, very seriously ill.

The silver left by Nangong Zhe did not save his father's life. After he left, the mother took care of the three children alone, and life became more and more difficult.Although he secretly asked someone to bring back all the pocket money he saved, it was still a drop in the bucket.Now, he only has a few pennies with him, so what can he do?

After much deliberation, he didn't dare to speak to Nangong Qingyan, who became more and more eccentric after Nangong Zhe's death, and found a place to cry secretly during the lunch break by himself.

Then, An Chenxuan descended by his side like a savior.

This man is his idol.Although he is not from a noble family, he is the object of admiration for everyone, brave, kind, and fearless.It was the kind of person he wanted to be the most, but was the most out of reach, and he didn't even have the courage to talk to him.

The other party didn't care about other people's evaluation of him as "gloomy, withdrawn, and stupid" at all, and asked him in a harmonious voice if he encountered any difficulties.After he hesitated to tell the whole story, he laughed: "I think it's a big deal, don't worry, it's not a big deal that money can solve."

He took out a wallet from his waist and handed it to him without hesitation: "Take it first, if you don't have enough, then let me ask for it."

He refused to take it, An Chenxuan threw the money bag into his arms, and walked away.

Since then, the two have gradually become acquainted.An Chenxuan is funny, humorous, righteous, and hates evil, which fits all his imagination about heroes in his mind.There is not only the chicness of a sword to break through the rivers and lakes, but also the benevolence to help when the road is injustice.

Therefore, when Nangong Qingyan was getting worse and worse, An Chenxuan expressed his worry, fearing that Nangong would harm the world, he finally mustered up the courage and said: "I, I can watch him, if he is not right, I, I can get rid of him."

An Chenxuan looked at him in astonishment, remained silent for a long time, and finally handed him a pack of medicine: "This is chronic poison/medicine, if you think he will become a completely bad person, add it to his diet little by little Don't worry, this poison can't be detected, as long as you divide it a few times, no one will find out, let alone suspect you."

Looking at his restless eyes, An Chenxuan encouraged him gently: "You are doing harm for the people. Although you may not be able to feel sorry for the kindness of the old head, but you are the great benefactor of the whole world. Besides, if the old head If he is still alive, if he sees his son going astray and persisting in his obsession, he may have to get rid of this rebellious son with his own hands. The existence of Nangong Qingyan is a shame for the entire Nangong family. But now that he is gone, no one can do anything to him. Only you can do this. Poison/drug is just a means, the important thing is what we do with it, if we kill good people, it is evil, if we do justice for the heavens, that is great kindness."

Mu Bai was silent for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand, took the package of poison/medicine, and then tightened his grip.

What An Chenxuan said was right, he did nothing morally wrong, and it was a great good thing.This is the right thing to do, absolutely right!However, what is the secret excitement in my heart?It seemed to be suppressed for a long time, and finally, finally, I had a chance to vent my anger!

Mubai's heart beat wildly, afraid that An Chenxuan would see his ugly and dark side, so he hurriedly left.

An Chenxuan narrowed his eyes and watched him run away staggeringly. After a long time, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After Nangong Qingyan killed the people in the thousands of stars water village for the first time in order to break through, Mu Bai hesitated for a long time, and finally poisoned his food for the first time.After that, Nangong began to lose control of himself, losing control more and more frequently, and Mubai's potion became heavier and heavier.After the backlash of the Blood Shadow Scripture appeared, Mu Bai applied the last bit of poison.

Until the great siege began, Nangong was poisoned in the fight and was seriously injured.When fleeing in a hurry, he was hit by the "corrosion powder" that had been set up long ago, and there was no hope of turning over again.

Mu Bai felt that, as An Chenxuan said, he was truly a behind-the-scenes hero.

In the novel, Mu Bai vividly described how An Chenxuan subdued a group of younger brothers, won the favor of countless beauties, and was in a dilemma among the beauties, he couldn't let go of this one, and couldn't let go of that one.

As for the elimination of dissidents, he just said lightly that the other party has committed many injustices and committed suicide, which made many people who had a good impression of him unable to withstand the charm of the protagonist's personality and turned to the bright side.

No world can exist without logic, so the whole details are automatically and spontaneously supplemented little by little, including one of the unremarkable Mu Bai.

As soon as the words "An Chenxuan" came out, Nangong Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his thoughts flashed, as if he understood many things, but at the same time everything seemed to be foggy.

Mubai smiled viciously and happily: "I'm leaving, as for you, just rot in this cave."

What about the proud son of heaven?The dead are never better than the living.He nodded and bowed for a long time, and finally he could feel proud.

Thinking of the beautiful future, Mu Bai's breathing became short, and he turned around and ran out of the cave.Nangong Qingyan tightened the sword in his hand, and then tightened it tighter, but he was unable to lift it up again.

The people outside finally broke through the Gu formation he had set up hastily, and rushed in, and it was Luo Zixiao, the number one general under An Chenxuan's command, who took the lead.Mubai was overjoyed: An Chenxuan said that on the day when the matter is completed, he will let Luo Zixiao come and pick him up to leave, and he will definitely guarantee his safety.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Luo Zixiao's bushy eyebrows stand on end, and he shouted sharply: "Monster! Where are you running!" A single shot pierced him through.

How could Luo Zixiao, who had inherited his father's upright nature, give a chance to speak to a servant of a villain whom he regarded as "heinous"?

It had to be said that Ye Feihong's calculations were very accurate, and An Chenxuan was extremely satisfied.As for what Ye Feihong gave him, he didn't want to get into the details.

Just make sure that no one ever finds out what he did again.

Nangong Qingyan has been watching all this with cold eyes, watched the scene of "cooking rabbits and running dogs" without saying a word, and smiled coldly.When Luo Zixiao's gun pointed towards him, he somehow got the strength to prop up the "Zhu Ri" sword left by his father, and continued to maintain that expression of not knowing whether it was crying or laughing, and said to Fa Xiao: "No trouble... ...Troubleshooting, I... will come by myself."

Killing himself with a sword ended his involuntary life of more than 20 years.When the masters of Jianghu heard the news, they all clapped their hands and celebrated.

Before dying, Nangong Qingyan thought, in this life, God really has not blessed me.

In a trance, the carefree days when I was a child in Zaowangfeng appeared in front of my eyes.At that time, he still felt that the days were too monotonous all day long, and he hoped that there would be a little partner.Later, he realized that compared with everything complicated in the world, that time was his short but precious golden age.

I really want to go back to my childhood.At that time, it was too late for everything to happen, and there were countless possibilities for everything.And he will definitely strangle An Chenxuan to death before he grows up.

If there is a God, he must ask, why fate is so unfair to him?

This kind of preferential treatment makes people, no matter what, can't be reconciled.

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And now, is he really back?It was as if all the ups and downs, all the helplessness, all the anger and despair had never happened before, and I just had a long, bad dream, and now I suddenly woke up.

However, he clearly knew that everything was not a dream.The feeling of flesh and blood falling off at the touch of a rotten body is still there, the rotten smell coming out of the bones seems to be still in the nose, and the difficulty of fleeing is still vivid, how could it be an illusion?

Nangong Qingyan greedily looked at everything in the room: He really came back again.

"Nangong, are you still not feeling well? Was the nightmare just now scary?" Mu Bai, who had sent Mama Li and Uncle Zhong out, turned around and asked cautiously.

The hatred that flashed in Nangong Qingyan's eyes just now was definitely not fake. The moment he made a move, Mu Bai really thought that he would die under his hands.What kind of dream was it that made him lose control of his emotions?The normally well-behaved child wants to kill someone as soon as he makes a move?

Could it be... Was it a dream about his father?

After Nangong Zhe disappeared, it seemed to be a taboo topic, and everyone avoided it intentionally or unintentionally.Even Mu Bai wanted to explain it, but he didn't dare to bring it up. He just carefully accompanied Nangong Qingyan to relax, hoping that he could come out sooner.

Thinking about it now, why didn't Nangong Qingyan take their feelings into consideration, so as not to worry them, so he kept silent?

Could it be that in his heart he never forgets to find the culprit?

The moment Mu Bai appeared, Nangong Qingyan's eyes flashed crimson red, and the hand under the quilt was tightly clenched.This is the traitor, the traitor who proudly confided his gratitude to An Chenxuan at the last moment.

Now that he is back, there are countless ways to make him unable to live or die.

However, for some reason, he seemed to be trying his best to resist this idea in his heart, and a small voice said in his ear: No, don't, you can't do this.

The voice is very soft, soft, but very persistent, and has been contending with his strong hatred.Some memories stubbornly revived in his mind bit by bit, Nangong Qingyan hugged his head, and lowered his head in pain.