So I'm the villain [Transmigration Book]

Central Plains, the imperial capital.

This is a place of pilgrimage for all nations and the foundation of the 800-year prosperous dynasty.Legend has it that Sheng Yuan personally opened up this city and set up an unbreakable protective barrier for it. The people of the imperial capital lived under the protection of the saint's afterglow, and they had a kind of comfort and pride.

But today, 800 years later, as the emperors of the prosperous dynasty have changed from generation to generation, and the government has become increasingly corrupt, this comfort and arrogance are very little left.

This has become more and more the case in the past few years. The emperor's whereabouts are unknown, the imperial power is in vain, the five major families are fighting each other, and the imperial capital is shrouded in chaos all day long.

From this point of view, the people of the imperial capital have to thank Moxiu for his appearance.If it weren't for the great enemy, how could the five major families suspend their internal fighting and join forces to fight against the enemy?

The five major families agreed to cooperate, and the imperial capital finally regained its long-lost tranquility and prosperity.But the magic cultivator is still a haze that hangs over the imperial capital, and it needs an extraordinary strong man to clear the clouds and see the sun, so that the world can be rescued.

800 years ago, this strong man was Sheng Yuan, but he eventually fell.

For 200 years, this strong man was Qinghe, the suzerain of Shenwei, but he took the initiative to find the emperor, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Now, who can command the heroes and save the common people?

Perhaps spontaneously, or perhaps planned by someone, a new name was spread among the people: Daoist Qin.

His deeds were passed on by word of mouth among the people, and some people questioned him, but more people were looking forward to his appearance.

Now, he is back.

The Patriarch of the Qin family prepared a grand formation to welcome him. A long guard formed a long queue and blocked the road. The Qin family's flags fluttered and flew by the side of the road, guarding the carriage as it slowly entered.And the common people squeezed behind the guards, stretching their necks to see what the Daoist Qin looked like.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of the Qin Mansion, and the guards cheered up and shouted in unison: "Welcome the young master back to the mansion!"

Qin Yue who just got off the carriage: ...

He looked at the battle and felt it was ridiculous, but he didn't leave in a hurry.

Forget it, he has already learned what kind of person his father is and what the imperial capital is like.

Shen Yi in his arms moved slightly when he heard the sound, and Qin Yue lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead: "It's okay, you continue to sleep."

Shen Yi curled up in his arms, with her forehead resting on his chest, looking extremely cute, like an innocent lamb.

He wished so much that Shen Yi was indeed an innocent lamb, willing to be kept by his side - but that was impossible.

Qin Yue smiled, hugged him and strode towards the Qin Mansion.The leader of the guard wanted to shout something, but Qin Yue stopped him with his eyes.

For a moment, the huge guards, gorgeous armor, and even the military band ready to go, all turned into a funny pantomime, standing still in place.

Only the black-haired man in the silver robe climbed up the steps and turned around the mansion gate, leaving only a tall and straight figure behind.

Seeing that Qin Yue went in like this, the white-haired butler coughed and said in a low voice: "Hurry up, the band is playing, continue as planned!"

The leader of the band looked at him stupidly: "But, but the young master is gone, who are we playing for?"

The housekeeper thought to himself, a fool, part of this battle was for Qin Yue to see, and a bigger part was for the common people and other families.He didn't bother to explain one by one, he just ordered: "If you tell you to blow it, you can blow it, so much nonsense!"

The band began to play loudly, and the welcoming ceremony continued as usual. Whether it was the Qin family or the people watching, it was all joyful and peaceful.

Only the housekeeper quietly looked back at the mansion, worried:

After so many years, this little ancestor is still like this.If he still contradicts the Patriarch as usual, what should he do?

In the Qin mansion, Qin Yue looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was also walking, and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you, Qin Quan?"

The middle-aged man heard the words and said: Qin Quan met you face to face outside the door, didn't you notice his feelings at all!

He murmured in his heart, but only smiled on his face: "Butler Qin is busy with the banquet, and said that I used to be the young master's companion and knew him well, so he sent me to serve the young master."

"I've already said that there is no need for a banquet—" Qin Yue breathed out halfway through speaking, "That's all."

In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone looked up to him as a great power, and there was no need to repeat any orders.But in the Qin family, although they kept calling themselves Daoist Qin, they still regarded themselves as the young master in their hearts and wanted to arrange everything for him.

If it was Qin Yue in the past, I'm afraid he would mock him and walk away, but now...

Qin Yue looked down at Shen Yi who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and he was not in a hurry.

There is ample time.

Qin Yue walked all the way into his room, gently placed Shen Yi on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

There was a faint scent of incense floating in the air, and the delicate bed curtains as thin as gauze wings rustled. Although Qin Yue's movements were gentle, after all this tossing, Shen Yi still woke up.

He stared at Qin Yue in a daze for a while, his half-dream and half-awake appearance was quite cute.

Qin Yue couldn't help laughing, took his hand and put it in his palm: "Shen Yi?"

Shen Yi looked at him for a while, and suddenly said a few words: "Qin Yue, you are a beast."

"..." Qin Yue looked at the messy marks on his neck, his eyes paused slightly, "I didn't mean to."

But Shen Yi directly shook off his hand, turned around and did not look at him.

Qin Yue looked at the back of Shen Yi's head, knowing that he was wrong, and said in a low voice: "You rest first, I'll ask the kitchen to make you some snacks? How about making your favorite pumpkin cake? Or fermented rice balls? Mung bean cake? Or -"

"—You are so annoying!" Shen Yi simply wrapped herself up tightly with a quilt, only a few strands of hair were exposed.

Then he said in a low voice: "I won't eat anything, you go out, I want to sleep for a while."

Qin Yue closed his mouth as he said, and took one last look at him, put down the bed curtain for him, turned and went out.

After closing the door, Qin Yue calmly placed a restraint on the door, while telling the middle-aged man uneasy: "Send someone to wait, and if there is any movement, come and inform me."

The middle-aged man responded repeatedly: "Yes. I just don't know how we should call this nobleman when he wakes up?"

"Just call him—" Qin Yue said, but got stuck.

He wanted to say that it was his Taoist companion, but Shen Yi was no longer a Taoist, let alone belonged to him anymore.

Thinking of this, Qin Yue's eyes sank, and for a moment he just wanted to crush the woman who seduced Shen Yi, and get rid of her as soon as possible.

"Just call him Young Master Shen." Qin Yue finally said.

"Yes." The middle-aged man said, and asked cautiously, "Is there anything else, young master? If not, the Patriarch is still waiting for you."

Qin Yue nodded slightly, and was about to meet his hapless father, when he turned around and saw a hiding figure behind the pillar.

It's Shen Yi's daughter, when did she come in, and he didn't realize it?

Qin Yue was a little surprised, but when Shen Xiaoxiao saw that he had found him, he turned around and ran away in fright, but was easily caught by Qin Yue and picked up again.

Qin Yue looked at the little girl who was about to cry, but felt it was funny: "Why are you running? I'm so scary?"

yes!Shen Xiaoxiao muttered, even mother is not your opponent!

Although it was because her mother hadn't recovered yet, Shen Xiaoxiao felt horrified when she thought of Shen Yi getting in from the carriage well and then coming out dying.

What did he do to his mother?What are you going to do to me again?

My God, Shen Xiaoxiao, a witch of a generation, has not become famous all over the world, and has not eaten enough candied haws and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, so she is going to die like this!

Shen Xiaoxiao shuddered, and said with a stiff neck, "I warn you! I'm a little, little witch! If you do anything to me, you will regret it!"

It's the first time Qin Yue heard this word, and he felt very fresh: "Little witch? What is that?"

"Ignorant practitioner!" Shen Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth at him, "Listen well, this palace is an innate demon body, awakened in the sea of ​​return to ruins, in the belly of the demon king—"

"Wait." Qin Yue said word by word, "Are you the devil's child?"

Shen Xiaoxiao trembled with fright at his increasingly terrifying breath: "Yes, yes."

It turned out to be like this, Qin Yue's eyes were heavy.

No wonder Shen Yi abandoned his identity as a human being and took the demon race as his clan. It turned out that the one who seduced and bewitched him was actually a majestic demon king.

It's a pity that I don't know who he is, is he still a fluct light?Or has it already been replaced by someone else?

But whoever dares to touch him will have to pay the price!

Qin Yue narrowed his eyes dangerously, but a burst of crying burst out in his ears: "Wow——"

He looked in astonishment, and saw that the little witch who was so arrogant just now had tears in her eyes: "Wow——you are a bad person, woo——Shen Xiaoxiao is so miserable, Shen Xiaoxiao is about to be eaten by the bad guys." woo woo woo—”

"..." Qin Yue looked at the crying little witch who was out of breath, coughed, and put her down, "Stop crying, no one wants to eat you."

Shen Xiaoxiao continued to sit on the ground and cry: "Wow - woo woo woo - bad guy -"

The birds were startled by the crying, Shen Xiaoxiao felt ashamed, she thought this was her last cry, the cry was so loud that it shook the sky, not to mention the Qin Mansion, maybe it could be heard on the street outside .

Qin Yue's scalp was numb from her crying, and he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Don't cry, my little ancestor!" After thinking about it, he added, "Shen Yi is still sleeping, don't wake him up!"

This trick really worked, and Shen Xiaoxiao's crying suddenly became quieter, from roaring to whimpering.

"Mother, father." Shen Xiaoxiao choked with sobs, "I want to go home..."

Qin Yue took a deep breath: "You can treat this place as your home, here..." He looked around, "There are many interesting things here, look."

Recalling his childhood, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Shen Xiaoxiao one by one: "There are mulberries and crickets in the garden over there. There are talking parrots and waving cats under the porch of Dongyuan. Next to the south kitchen There is a very tall locust tree with many bird nests on it—have you ever dug out the bird nests?"

Shen Xiaoxiao stared at him blankly, sobbing while shaking her head blankly.

Qin Yue smiled: "Then do you want to try?"

Shen Xiaoxiao hadn't reacted yet, she was still immersed in the sadness of dying, she didn't know why the topic went to digging out the bird's nest.

However, dig out the bird's nest?

It sounds very interesting... Shen Xiaoxiao was thinking.

Seeing that she finally stopped crying, Qin Yue breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right. If you obediently avoid causing trouble, Shen Yi will be happy." He paused, and added, "Of course, I will be happy too."

Shen Xiaoxiao looked at him suspiciously: "You won't eat me? Have you changed your career to eat bird's nest?"

"..." Qin Yue, "You can't eat bird's nests, what you can eat are bird eggs——no, that's not what I want to talk about!"

He couldn't help but touch his forehead: "What I want to say is that I never wanted to eat you!"

Shen Xiaoxiao protested weakly: "But you are so fierce."

Qin Yue was helpless: "How can I be fierce?"

Shen Xiaoxiao thought for a while, and poked the corner of his mouth boldly: "You are very fierce if you don't even smile."

Qin Yue felt the touch of her little fingers, and his heart skipped a beat.

In the past five years, he has been tense all the time, and the number of times he laughed can be counted on the fingers.

Everyone said that it was because of his cultivation base that he became more and more powerful, but Qin Yue himself knew that was not the case.

His teacher, the master of the Jiange Pavilion, Mo Zhiyun of Diancang Jian, once said to him: "Without hardship, the heart of the sword cannot succeed."

If the loss of Shen Yi is his distress, then not only did he not become Jian Xin, he even lost his heart.

But he is still moving forward, he has no time or desire to discuss the Dao, he only wants to improve his cultivation, from Jindan to Yuanying, and from Yuanying to Huashen, he has broken through every hurdle step by step, and achieved the ultimate goal. The young Almighty God Transformation Realm.

No one knows how much he paid.No one knew that under his elegant appearance, he was actually a walking dead, a training machine.

Mo Zhiyun noticed it, and reminded him several times: "Cultivation is diligent, but xinxing is stagnant. After all, you can't go far."

Qin Yue agrees, but he has no choice.

He just wanted to become stronger faster, to protect Shen Yi from now on, and to protect everything he wanted to protect.

Now, Shen Yi has finally returned, but he has almost become an empty shell.

And all of this, he was ignorant, until the little witch told him: "You won't laugh anymore."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Qin Yue looked at the little witch with a complicated expression, while she stretched out her other hand and poked at the corner of Qin Yue's mouth on the other side. With both hands, she bent a smile.

Shen Xiaoxiao looked at him: "This is much better."

Qin Yue looked at her silently, while the middle-aged man carefully reminded: "Young Master, the Patriarch is still waiting."

"I'm not going." Qin Yue said abruptly, "Go and tell him that I'm not feeling well, and I'll see him again at night."

Middle-aged man: ...

The great power of the God Transformation Realm still feels unwell?What's more, how can you look unwell?

But he didn't dare to speak, hesitantly wanted to persuade him a few words, but Qin Yue smiled at Shen and said: "Do you want to dig out the bird's nest?"

He said, showing a slight smile at Chen Xiaoxiao.

Shen Xiaoxiao gradually believed that he would not eat herself, but she was not sure if he would get angry if she refused him.

Then follow him, Shen Xiaoxiao, a generation of witches, thought very spinelessly, life is more important.

So she pretended to think for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

In the owner's room, the sumptuous meals had been heated again and again, but the room was full of people but there was no sound, no one dared to speak.

Qin Yue said he was "unwell"?

This is not physical discomfort, it is deliberately slapping the Patriarch's face.

This child is really rebellious in his bones. When he was young, Qin Qian broke up countless baguettes. He sent Shen Weizong to settle the matter.

After Qin Yue left, he was very happy, and even resorted to some tricks, and never came back.Qin Qian got annoyed when he saw this disobedient son, so he just pretended he didn't have this son and let him mess around.

Unexpectedly, this commotion would shock the whole world, make people look up to it, and make celebrities go through the ages.

At this time, troubled times came, his white hair was gray, and the Qin family was declining day by day, so Qin Qian came up with the idea of ​​finding Qin Yue back.

If it is said whether he has father-son affection for Qin Yue, then of course he does.It's just that the wealthy and prominent families are intriguing all day long and are not used to showing their sincerity. In addition, Qin Yue is really not a filial and lovable son, so there is not much left of this father-son relationship.

But he still chose to hand over the Qin family to Qin Yue, firstly because Qin Yue was capable enough, and secondly because he was really old.

A life of seventy years has been rare since ancient times. Twenty or thirty years later, Qin Yue is still a handsome young man, but half of his body has been buried in the ground.

When a person gets old, he loses his vigor. Back then, he would never have bowed his head to his son, but now it doesn't matter.

So what if he resents himself, so what if he looks down on him, so what if he hates himself?

Qin Qian sighed inwardly, and ordered: "Pour out all the food, I don't think he will come."

He said he came at night, maybe he didn't want them to wait on purpose, so he was happy.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing that there was no one outside, and hesitantly cleared away the table.

Qin Qian said again: "Let's go away. Let's pretend that what happened today never happened."

Everyone was making promises when they suddenly heard shouts from outside: "The young master is here! The young master is here!"

Qin Qian was taken aback when he heard the words, choked and coughed continuously.

Only then did the crowd react, and hurriedly asked people to put down the food, and asked the kitchen to make some fresh dishes, while calling for tea, and it was a mess.

At this moment, the little girl ran in, smiling, with mud on her hands and face, and she sat down on the stool as soon as she came in, and ordered, "Pour tea quickly! I'm thirsty!"

Everyone stared at her dumbfounded, not knowing where this wild child came from, and was about to be chased out, but a voice with a smile said: "Xiaoxiao, you haven't wiped your hands yet!"

Everyone looked again, and a silver-robed man came in, with a straight waist, long eyebrows, and a familiar casual look in his eyes.

There was a smile on his face that hadn't faded, and there was still mud on his delicate sleeves, but all of this did not damage his courage, and even made it appear that he was leisurely and carefree, and everything was under control.

It was only then that everyone was so clearly aware of a fact: Qin Yue came back, but he was no longer the dandy young master back then, but the chief of Jiange, an existence they could only look up to.

Qin Yue came in, wiping his hands carefully with a handkerchief, but when he looked up, he saw a whole room of people staring at him, and then he stopped slowly.

They looked at him with surprise, shock, envy, and anxiety in their eyes.

His elderly father also looked at him, his eyes oppressed.

Since he entered the state of transformation, he has often felt such gazes.They were afraid of him, he just laughed it off, didn't care, and even took it as a symbol of his strength.

But now, he doesn't want this symbol.

I am a living person, my strength is to protect what I love, not to be feared.

Qin Yue smiled and put away the handkerchief.

Then he cupped his fists towards Qin Qian and said softly, "Father, my son is late."