Rebirth villain just want to go

The long sword with a cold light reflected into the pupils, illuminating the astonishment and anger in those eyes.

In the next second, the long sword pierced through his chest, and the splash of blood stained Yan Guitu's hunting white clothes red.

The hilt of the sword is in the hand of his adopted daughter Xu Wuyou.

Yan Guitu's voice was colder than the ice and snow that would not melt for thousands of years: "Why?"

Xu Wuyou let go of the hilt of the sword with trembling hands, turned away unconsciously after touching Yan Guitu's gloomy eyes, and stammered: "You, you killed my own father, framed Junior Brother Xuyang, delusional to control the Immortal Sect alone Great power, but also coveted my family's spiritual treasure..."

Yan Guitu laughed back in anger, this incident sounds really heinous.

Another long sword came out from behind, instantly tearing apart Yan Guitu's internal organs, and the dazzling red color spread all over the place.

Yan Guitu looked down at the long sword piercing his chest from the back of his heart.

The sword winds like a snake, not stained with blood. It is the spiritual sword Chengyuan that he personally bestowed on his young disciple Chao Xuyang.

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In the darkness, Yan Guitu suddenly opened his eyes.

After being reborn for more than half a month, every night he would wake up from the nightmare of being betrayed and assassinated by his apprentice.

That's right, Yan Guitu had already died once.

Only after his death did he realize that he was just a supporting villain in the novel "The Supreme Against the Sky".The hero in this world is his little disciple Zhao Xuyang, an otaku who accidentally traveled to the world of novels with his golden finger.

Zhao Xuyang will flex his muscles in this world, transforming from a rootless waste material to the supreme powerhouse who controls the three realms.And he, Yan Guitu, was just a villain master who was killed by the hero.

Moreover, his death was quite miserable. He was thrown into Wanku Mountain, where he was eaten by poisonous snakes and insects for seven days and seven nights before he swallowed his last breath.

Half a month ago, when Yan Guitu found out that he was reborn on the eve of preparing to accept his disciples, he carried the Qingluan sword and ran away overnight.

This unlucky master is whoever he likes to be, anyway, he won't be.

In order to prevent the powerful main plot from giving him the three bad apprentices in his previous life again, Yan Guitu decided to fill up the three apprentices as soon as possible.

So, on the first day he went down the mountain, he took away the bullied boy A Niu in the gambling shop and accepted him as his first disciple.

The next day, Amei, a girl who was besieged by a group of bandits after running away from home, was rescued and accepted as the second disciple.

These two disciples have good roots and pure spiritual roots. They are two good seedlings for cultivating immortals.

Yan Guitu, unable to sleep, turned over on the straw pile, biting a grass stalk in his mouth, thinking about where to find his third apprentice next.

The ruined temple where they stayed tonight is located at the junction of Da'an Country and Jiuyou Country. A spacious and flat official road runs through the north and south. To the south is Yingdu of Da'an Country, and to the north is the city of Jiuyou Country.

Whether to go south or north, Yan Guitu was a little undecided.

In case of indecision, seek help from metaphysics.

Yan Guitu frantically took out a bright copper plate from his belt, threw down the copper coin, and silently decided in his heart that the front would go south and the back would go north.

The copper coins spun quickly on the bluestone floor until... straight into the cracks in the bricks.

Yan Guitu was silent for a moment, then slapped the ground next to him hard, this was his last property!

The copper coins in the cracks of the bricks were shaken out by his palm force, and after rolling twice on the ground, they wobbled and spread flat on the ground.

front.

Yan Guitu stuffed the copper coins contentedly, and waited until dawn with his eyes open, then took the two sleepy-eyed disciples on the official road to Yingdu, Da'an Country.

This is a chaotic era, with frequent conquests by big nations in the human world, and small nations are precarious.

The cultivation world is indifferent to the flames of war in the human world. Immortals do not protect people, only people can save themselves.

The refugees who escaped by chance searched for gold, silver, money and objects ignored by the looters in the scorched earth and rubble, and of course they never let go of the dead bodies.They took off the clothes, trousers and boots of the deceased, and hurriedly put them into their dilapidated bags.

The man in ragged clothes pulled out the corpse of a young man from among the mud and rubble, and swiftly took off the silk boots and brocade jacket on the young man's body.

His eyes lit up when he saw the black jade tablet held in the young man's palm, he looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and immediately stretched out his hand to pick out the jade tablet.

The next second, he retreated a few steps in panic and fell to the ground.

The boy whose face was covered with blood and seemed to have died for a long time suddenly opened a pair of big and deep black pupils and stared at him firmly.

The boy tried to turn over and sit up, but his body was pierced by a feathered arrow through his chest and abdomen and was deeply nailed to the ground. Even a slight movement made him tremble with pain.

Seeing that even if the young man hangs his breath at this moment, he won't live long.

When the man saw this, a trace of cruelty flashed across his eyes.He picked up a bluestone the size of a human head, and smashed it on the boy's forehead with a ferocious expression.

However, the one who was more ruthless than him was the boy who was pierced by the long arrow.

The young man gritted his back molars and endured the severe pain, grabbed the shaft of the arrow and pulled it out forcefully. He actually pulled out the long arrow that pierced his lungs alive, and the barbed arrow forcibly tore off a large piece of his flesh and blood.

The young man was sweating profusely from the pain, his trembling hands supported the ground and rolled on the spot, avoiding the bluestone that went straight to his forehead.

The bluestone fell, making a deep hole in the mud.

The young man's five fingers became claws, and with his last breath, he grabbed the man's neck with his fingers.At this moment, the young man's eyes were full of evil spirits, as if Shura had come to the world, and the powerful murderous aura oppressed the man, who was stunned in place like a clay sculpture or wood carving.

Standing on the tree, Yan Guitu raised the corners of his mouth after watching enough drama.

The boy's hand was firmly grasped by a pale and slender hand one second before it touched the man's neck.

The man who survived the catastrophe stared at the blood-smeared young man with a terrified expression as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't even care about his own burden and ran away.

The boy looked up, and a thin man with a sallow complexion was grabbing his wrist with a smile.He struggled, and the man's hand was cast like steel, and he couldn't shake it even with all his strength.

Yan Guitu took the initiative to let go of his hand, and grinned, revealing his yellow teeth: "I see that your bones are amazing, and your spiritual roots are excellent. Why don't you be the closed disciple of this seat."

The young man took a few steps back while clutching his abdominal wound, and gave Yan Guitu a fierce look.Then he lowered his head and tore off the hem of his clothes, wrapping the cloth around his waist round and round, wrapping up the wound tightly.

"Tsk tsk, boy, do you think that you didn't die fast enough when you treated the wound like this?" Yan Guitu carried a black fire stick, and laughed and mocked the young man who was clumsily bandaging the wound.

The young man turned a deaf ear to Yan Guitu's words. Enduring the severe pain in his abdomen, he picked up a branch from the ground as a crutch, and limped out of the city, dragging his seriously injured body.

Yan Guitu followed the young man with two apprentices not too far away: "Look at these two, Big Niu is the first apprentice I picked up in the casino, and Xiaomei is the second apprentice I rescued from the bandits' lair. As long as you agree to join my sect, my three apprentices will be fully recruited. How about it, as long as you are willing to nod your head, you will immediately become the deity's closed disciple."

The seriously injured young man turned a deaf ear to Yan Guitu's chatter, his eyes were resolutely looking in a certain direction ahead, but his steps became more and more staggering.

Yan Guitu spat out the grass stalk in his mouth with a 'ah', and poked the young man's shoulder: "Little dumb, that place was your home just now, right? I think all your family members have been killed, even a few It’s so miserable that the spirit beasts didn’t even let go of the gatekeeper. You’ve got a big life to save your life. Do you want to take revenge? Kowtow to this seat, this master has avenged you..."

Before Yan Guitu could finish his sentence, the stubborn young man with a pale face finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Yan Guitu immediately jumped in front of the young man, calmly watching the young man fall down due to exhaustion, hitting his head heavily on the ground, and rubbing his hands happily: "This can be regarded as kowtow to apprentice, I These three apprentices are finally together."

Daniu looked at the boy who fell on the ground in confusion, and asked his junior sister in a low voice: "Did he get fainted by the master?"

Xiaomei smoothly pinned the long hair on the sideburns behind her ears, and corrected: "Don't talk nonsense, he is dizzy from pain."

Yan Guitu casually stuffed a strange-tasting black elixir into the boy's mouth, pinched him under the creaking nest like a chick, and continued walking briskly in the direction the boy was heading.

When the boy woke up, he found that he was in the wilderness, but the wound on his abdomen didn't hurt or bleed anymore.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xiaomei and Da Niu squatting beside the fire, but Yan Guitu was nowhere to be seen.

The boy stood up with difficulty, leaned most of his body weight on the tree trunk next to him, and asked expressionlessly, "Where is this?"

Xiaomei raised her eyes and glanced at him, Nunu pointed her chin at the half-burned plaque not far away: "Qingxinzong."

The young man's expression was as if struck by lightning. He held onto the tree trunk in disbelief, staggered a few steps and rushed to the plaque, staring at the plaque carefully over and over again. Although the three large characters were burnt black, they were not difficult to read.

"Master found Qingxinzong's apprenticeship post on you, and guessed that you want to go up to the mountain to apprentice." Without raising his brow, he poked the fire in front of him with the stick in his hand, "We found out when we passed here yesterday. The Qingxin sect has already been wiped out, and the master is afraid that you won't believe me, so he brought you here to see it with his own eyes, and I hope you can worship under the master's sect with peace of mind."

Looking at the ruins everywhere, there was only a dead silence in the young man's eyes.

"Yo, little San'er, are you awake?" When Yan Guitu came back with two dead 'pheasants' strung together on a fire stick, he saw his third apprentice kneeling on the ground in despair, his face as pale as ashes.

The young man knelt on the ground silently, ignoring Yan Guitu who was squatting beside him.

Yan Guitu casually glanced at the burning fire, pointed his fingers at a big tree with a diameter of more than one meter, and heard a bang, the giant tree fell to the ground, and then fell into pieces of equal size. wooden blocks.

The cross-section of the wood block is smooth, without a trace of wood thorns.

Xiaomei stood up without changing his expression, and piled a few pieces of wood on the fire.

The young man who fell into silence saw this scene clearly, and after being stunned, he immediately knelt in front of Yan Guitu and kowtowed several times: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."

"Good boy, get up." Yan Guitu sneered with a smirk, a brat who could see the wind.

There were still a few pieces of dirt on the young man's forehead, but he didn't care, he just looked at Yan Guitu with eager eyes.This man who looks like a charlatan may be his only hope of avenging his family.

"By the way, little San'er, Master forgot to ask your name." Yan Guitu smiled and stared at the little apprentice who was covered in blood all over his body.

The boy immediately replied: "Disciple Ling Jiangyu."

"Ling Jiangyu, it's a good name, Ling Jiangyu... Ling Jiangyu!"

Yan Guitu was stunned in place, and when he came back to his senses, he raised his sleeve and rubbed violently at the boy's brow.

The blood between the boy's eyebrows was wiped away, revealing a cinnabar mole that was as red as blood.

Ling Jiangyu!

Sure enough, it was him, the ultimate villain in the book who slaughtered like a demon and tried to subvert the Three Realms. In the end, his soul was scattered by Zhao Xuyang, and he was suppressed in the eternal abyss where he would never see the light.

The end was worse than him.

Xiaomei, who heard the conversation between the two, remembered that she didn't seem to have named her master, so she smiled at Yan Guitu and introduced herself: "Master, disciple Yun Junmei."

Yan Guitu was taken aback again.

Junmei Yun, in the book, she chose to retire because she disliked the male protagonist as a natural waste, and the young lady of the Yun family who brought ridicule and insult to the male protagonist was "generously" let go after being abolished by the male protagonist. The thief was brutally humiliated, and finally committed suicide.

Yan Guitu looked stiffly at the great apprentice Daniel who was plucking the pheasant: "You don't have a real name, do you?"

Daniel smiled honestly, and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Si Huanian, this is the name my mother gave me."

Si Huanian, the male lead's half-brother, killed the male lead's mother with his own hands, and was finally broken into bones by the male lead.

Looking at his three villain apprentices, Yan Guitu fell silent.