The villain after passing through the book, he just wants to destroy the world

The memories in his mind rushed in and out like a tide, and Shen Zhiwei finally knew that he had come to a completely strange world.

Now, he is the Shen Zhiwei of this world.

Shen Zhiwei felt a chill when he thought that he would die tragically on the bed in the future.

He was supposed to live in his world and marry his fiancée, but two hours before his wedding banquet, a big truck ran straight into him, and when he opened his eyes again, he came to this weird place. world.

Shen Zhiwei's face turned livid. It took him ten years to climb up to where he is today from a small employee, and he even fell in love with the CEO's daughter at first sight...

He had just reached the pinnacle of his life, and the world couldn't tolerate him anymore.

However, why did he encounter such a magical thing?

【Shen Zhiwei, if you don't believe me, then I will give you a gift~】

Shen Zhiwei's heart sank, a gift?what gift?Also, he didn't say he didn't believe it...

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"Uncle, don't move around. If you fall in love, my nephew doesn't know where to find a man for you."

Shen Zhi tilted his head slightly, shocked, he just found out that there was another person in this cave!

He can be sure that there is nothing here just now. Could it be that this is the "gift" that thing said?

"Little uncle?"

The man's tone was low, and he looked at him with a half-smile, "Look at your appearance, you look much better than your younger brother's, what a dissatisfaction you want, if I were a broken sleeve, I'm afraid I would have eaten you by now. "

Shen Zhiwei's eyes widened slightly, a bronze mirror suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face was reflected in the mirror.

It was eighty percent similar to his previous face, but the person in the mirror had flushed face and moist eyes...

"Ink... ink is like white!"

Shen Zhiwei knew who this person was in an instant.

"I'm here, little uncle, I advise you not to look at me with such eyes, otherwise, I will want to goug your eyes." This person is really Mo Rubai!

"Little uncle, have you really been asleep for a long time? You are too bad," Mo Rubai sighed, and pinched his face hard as if punishing him, "Because you made me I'm not happy anymore, so, this time, you will take two more medicines~ Your younger brother couldn't stand even one medicine at the beginning, little uncle, you have to fight a little harder."

There were two bitter pills in his mouth, which melted as soon as they entered his mouth, flowing through his limbs and bones in an instant.

Shen Zhiwei only felt hot all over, and wanted to say something, but could only make a "woo woo woo" sound, his hands and feet were soft, only that one place was hard.

"This appearance is the most suitable for you." Mo Rubai laughed softly, and after a rustling sound, everything returned to calm.

Unable to speak clearly, Shen Zhiwei could only lie on the bed like a puddle of mud.

Shen Zhiwei, whose name is Lingzhi, is the real Lingzhi of the Lingxiao sect. He sits firmly on the elder's seat as a casual cultivator, and there is no one under his seat.

But such a real person is now lying limp on the bed in disheveled clothes, making strange noises from his mouth, and that flushed face shows no sense of coolness.

Mo Rubai looked at the person on the bed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly pulled out a long sword.

Shen Zhiwei was rendered unconscious by the heat, but soon, he was brought back to reality by a sharp pain.

Looking down, his palm was pierced straight by a sword that was radiating cold, and the blood flowed out one by one, making him dizzy.

"what--"

Shen Zhiwei's face turned pale from the pain, but Mo Rubai moved. He gently twirled the sword in his hand, and Shen Zhiwei's entire palm was smashed...

This is not over yet, except for the palms and the soles of the feet, all four limbs are stuck on the ground by four long swords.

Shen Zhiwei's eyes were distracted, it's nothing more than a thousand cuts...

"Little uncle, why are you ignoring me?" Mo Rubai's voice was still so clear, "What my mother gave me, my nephew will naturally give it back to you a hundred times. Look, how do I treat you well?" ?”

Mo Rubai looked at the man who was incontinent in pain, with disgust on his face, and the straight thing made him even more disgusted.

"Little uncle, let me cut off the root of your evil, so that you won't be in pain."