The ultimate villain [Western Fantasy]

"Are there many people who look the same in this world?" The young Tang Baozi raised his head and looked at his father.

"Of course not. There are no two identical leaves in the world, and naturally there are no two people who look exactly alike." Father Tang pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said these very educational words with a scholarly expression.

Then he sneaked a glance at his cute little son, and while Tang Baozi lowered his head to think seriously, he pretended to inadvertently put his hand on his head and rubbed it.

Tang Baozi raised his head in doubt, and stared at Papa Tang motionlessly with his big black and bright eyes, looking very innocent, as if he was asking why.

Under such innocent and innocent eyes, Father Tang was rarely embarrassed. He turned his head and coughed guiltyly, then changed the subject and said, "Why do you want to ask this question all of a sudden?"

Tang Baozi looked puzzled, then glanced behind him calmly, and said in a low voice.

"Because the person behind has been following us..."

"And it looks familiar. Like..."

Before Tang Baozi finished speaking, Tang's father had already turned around. He looked calm when he saw a strange person who reacted quickly and pretended to be studying potted plants by the roadside.

The weird man was wearing a long-sleeved cotton shirt and jeans, a black hat, glasses and a mask, and wrapped his whole body tightly.

People on the side of the road pointed at him secretly, but he didn't realize it.

Tang's father turned around, picked up Tang Baozi, turned around and left, and then educated earnestly: "In the future, if you meet this kind of person, you must go far away. This kind of strange sorghum will abduct you and sell you. of."

"But that's my brother." Tang Baozi looked distressed.

"You're mistaken, he just looks more similar." Tang's father lied without changing his expression.

"But... I've seen my brother dressed like this." Tang Baozi tried to make a final struggle.

"There are many people with the same clothes. He just happened to be wearing the same clothes as your brother."

"..." Tang Baozi was speechless, and could only lie on Tang's father's shoulder to express his silent condolences to Tang Si, who had extremely crappy tracking skills.

……

Tang Yuan looked at the demon who was sneaking behind them and thought that no one knew about it. He couldn't help recalling the scene a long time ago, and he couldn't help showing a smile.

His world is extremely quiet, without any waves, as if he has forgotten the life and death that he recalled before.

Quiet almost sad.

really already...

too long……

"What's the matter with you?" Sheila pressed the hands together and asked with some concern.

"I think of something that made me laugh a long time ago." Tang Yuan explained.

"Then can you share it with me?" Sheila's eyes darkened, but she still asked gently.

"Of course, I just saw a demon whose tracking skills are as bad as my brother's. It seems to be familiar to us..." Tang Yuan stopped and looked back at the very unnaturally sitting on the side of the road. A girl with no face.

Sheila followed Tang Yuan's gaze, recognized the demon, and asked with some uncertainty: "The daughter of the city lord?"

Hearing the uncertainty in Sheila's words, Tang Yuan smiled, and asked meaningfully: "Master Angel's memory is so bad, I just introduced myself as Afbel yesterday."

Sheila looked at Tang Yuan without speaking, her icy blue pupils clearly reflected his appearance.

Focused and gentle.

After a while, he opened his mouth to speak.

"But I remember you said that my eyes are on you every minute."

The implication is where there is time to pay attention to other things.

"Don't poke my dark history anytime anywhere..." His Majesty Tang Yuan turned his head away, expressing that this really made him very embarrassed.

"What is black history?" Sheila, a good baby who is sensitive and eager to learn, decides to ask if she doesn't understand.

"I don't want to tell you, and there is no benefit." Tang Yuan said that he would not buy it without compensation.

"What do you want?" Sheila asked.

"...Just promise me one request. As for the content, I'll talk about it when I think about it." Tang Yuan didn't think of anything for a while, so he had no choice but to give up and owe it first.

"Black history refers to confession, so don't say it at any time..." Tang Yuan blinked and replied very sincerely.

"..." Seeing His Majesty Tang Yuan like this, Sheila knew that he was lying to him.

But what can he do?

Many of his cognitions about the world come from him, and his answers, whether right or wrong, are the only answers he believes.

"Then let's go now." Tang Yuan held Sheila's hand and started his micro (tour) server (mountain) private (mountain) visit (water) journey.

"Aren't you... going to expose her?" Sheila asked suddenly, this really didn't conform to His Majesty Tang Yuan's nature of playing games.

"Don't you think it will be more interesting for us to come out when she loses us and is very depressed, and tell her that not only her makeup skills are poor, but also her tracking skills are poor?" His Majesty Tang Yuan said calmly, without any worries Stop now.

"..." His Majesty Tang Yuan is just worse than imagined...

……

After realizing that she was very lost, Afbell anxiously turned around a few times, and anxiously asked the surrounding vendors if she had seen it.

Yet nothing was found.

At last she decided to give up, thinking with a look of dismay that she would not be able to see Diane today either.

Previously, she had something to do, so she delayed the meeting time, and then a series of accidents extended the time again, and now more than ten days have passed since the time they agreed to meet.

Even if she apologized at that time, Diane might not talk to her anymore...

Avebell might want to cry just thinking about it.

At this moment, a purple-black fruit with a smooth appearance and a glossy appearance hit Afbel's head, and then rolled down in front of her.

With tears in her eyes, she covered the back of her head that had been "violently" attacked, and looked in the direction where the fruit was flying.

Tang Yuan and Xila sat on a tall tree, and the light scattered on them sparsely through the gaps between the leaves.And what Tang Yuan held in his hand was the unfinished fruit.

Afbell still asked blankly: "It's the king, are you hitting me with fruit?"

"No." Tang Yuan flatly denied it, without the slightest sense of guilt to deceive the little girl.

"Oh, I knew the king would not do such a thing." Afbell innocently had no doubts.

"..." How did such a heartless person survive until now? His Majesty Tang Yuan had nothing to say to such a rare breed.

"Why are you following us?" Tang Yuan went straight to the point.

"Ah? I'm sorry, Wang, I didn't follow you on purpose." Avebell blushed immediately, made a big salute, expressed her apology, and then explained her reason for coming.

"I want to go out of the city to see Dai Ni, but my brother said that it's not safe recently. If I don't have a powerful demon to accompany me, I can't go out of the city gate, and my brother and the others are very busy recently and don't have time."

"So you mean to let us take you out?" Tang Yuan cut straight to the center.

"Yes." Avebell nodded hastily, her eyes full of pleading.

"You and Dai Ni have a good relationship?" However, Tang Yuan did not immediately agree, but moved to another topic.

"Yeah, she is my most important demon..." After saying this, Avebell couldn't help but wince, her eyes were a little hesitant, and the blush on her face deepened, making her look very gorgeous.

Pink bubbles seemed to appear all over Avebell's body.

"So, what about your brother and your father? What are they in your heart?"

Suddenly, Tang Yuan asked such a sharp question.

He was still smiling, but as the curvature of his mouth changed, his smile became more and more bewildering. His eyes were half closed to hide the unknown emotions surging in his eyes, but he held Sheila's hand harder and harder. .

At this time, he exuded a feeling of extreme danger, as if he would reap all the lives in front of him in the next moment.

"They are also my most important people." However, Avebell seemed to be immersed in the previous atmosphere at the moment, and said with a very dull smile.

"very nice……"

But he is gone...

To be regarded as the most important person...

After Tang Yuan finished listening, he let out an unknown sigh.

Then he looked down at Afbel who was smiling happily, the redness in his eyes became more and more intense, like... fresh blood.

Gorgeous...

But dangerous.

So, why do you even exist...

so happy...

As if laughing at my misfortune...

Since it makes me unhappy...

Then destroy it...

Destroy everything that makes me unhappy.

He slowly stretched out his right hand, making a gesture of judgment. In this abyss, he is the highest authority.

The scarlet force wrapped around his index finger, twirling at his fingertips like a naughty child, and the corner of his mouth raised an extremely bewitching smile.

He gently repeated the words in his heart.

"Since I haven't..."

"Since I'm not happy..."

"Then destroy it..."

Just when the coercion reached its peak, suddenly, like a punctured balloon, the air inside suddenly disappeared.

The friction between the lips seemed to have ignited the most primitive passion. Tang Yuan, who was in a trance but still sober, uncontrollably released the intense emotion of wanting to destroy when the cold but warm lips were pressed against him.

He bit the opponent's lips like a beast, until he tasted the familiar taste again, which was the taste of the angel's blood that belonged only to him.

But even so, he didn't intend to stop, and directly drove straight in under the docile acceptance of the other party, wantonly sweeping in his mouth, so that every place was stained with his mark.

The inner wall of the mouth seemed to be burning, and it seemed that sparks would be wiped out in the next second.Accompanied by the hot burning sensation is a strange pleasure, so intense that the scalp tingles, and the body seems to have an electric current rushing through it.

After a long time, the entangled lips were separated, and a long silver thread was pulled out, which was extremely ambiguous.

Because of Tang Yuan's roughness, a small opening was opened on Sheila's lips, and blood slowly overflowed.

Tang Yuan stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the corner of his lips, inspecting the wound carefully, with an undisguised joy on his brow.

He raised the corners of his eyes, smiled bewitchingly, and then approached Sheila and said.

"It feels like you make my heart move even more..."