Villain: Revenge Starts With the Protagonist’s Lucky Mother

The sun, moon, and stars move around, and in the blink of an eye, the dazzling sun has risen. The golden sunlight pierces the darkness, and all living things revive in an instant.

But in a deserted place on the border of Tianxuan Holy State, there stood an exquisite palace.

In front of the palace gate stood a monk and a Daoist. The monk looked heroic, with his strong arms half exposed in his cassock.

On his shoulder was a lifelike and fierce dragon-shouldered dragon tattooed on his shoulder. It suddenly looked like it had come to life, which was extremely eye-catching.

The Daoist had a square appearance and seemed to have some sense of integrity, but his eyes seemed to be looking around in a sly manner.

Both of them exuded a frighteningly powerful aura, so that even the monks passing by did not dare to stay for a moment, let alone wonder why a palace appeared in this wilderness.

At this moment, the palace door slowly opened, and a handsome young man stepped out. His black hair was as black as ink, and his eyes were a rare silvery white. He was full of energy, but made people feel extremely cold.

But at this moment, there was a smile on his lips, and he felt refreshed between his brows, as if he had just woken up from a night of worries.

Seeing Zhou Xingdou appear, Yuan Tian quickly made a surprised look and started flattering:

"Young Master is truly a god. He has been fighting fiercely for so long. I really admire him from all my subordinates. He is simply the God of War among men!"

Zhou Xingdou stretched lazily, and then glanced at Yuan Tian. This Yuan Tian was not very flattering, but he still insisted on forcibly filming, which was a headache.

However, in view of his performance yesterday, Zhou Xingdou didn't say anything, and a whisk appeared in front of Yuan Tian with a flick of his finger.

This whisk looks ordinary, no different from ordinary Taoist temples, but it exudes terrifying holy power, and the entire whisk exudes a rich Taoist charm.

Yuan Tian looked at the whisk in front of him, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed with a look of shock:

"This! A whisk at the level of a holy soldier?"

It's not that Yuan Tian is short-sighted. Holy weapons are like holy realms. They are a huge dividing line and extremely difficult to practice.

There are very few holy weapon refiners who can refine holy weapons, and refining them is not guaranteed to be successful, and there is a high failure rate.

Moreover, even the most common holy weapon consumes a huge amount of divine iron, spiritual materials, and resources.

Coupled with the difficulty of refining holy weapons and the high failure rate, many saints and even those in the most holy realm may still use divine weapons.

For example, You Ji, the peak saint realm, is about to break through to the Holy Saint, Xuan Heavenly Dao Sect and other supreme power elders have only obtained one holy weapon.

What's more, Zhou Xingdou took out the whisk holy weapon. Such an unpopular holy weapon is extremely rare, and there are very few weapon refiners who can refine this kind of weapon.

The Shenwu Sect that Yuan Tian belongs to is a Taoist and martial arts practitioner, so he has good seal skills. For him, the whisk holy weapon is far better than other weapons.

Yuan Tian's eyes widened when he looked at Fu Chen, and he said with great excitement:

"This is too valuable. How dare I accept it without making much contribution?"

Although he said this, his hands were already holding the whisk holy soldier in his arms, as if he was afraid that others would snatch him away.

When Zhou Xingdou saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He was really speechless about Yuan Tian's behavior. Meeting Yuan Tian really made him feel bad.

Yuan Tian also thanked him at the right time:

"Young Master dare not refuse this gift. My subordinates really have no repayment for your great kindness.

From now on, my subordinates will fight to the death on behalf of the Young Master. If the Young Master asks me to go east, I will never go west. If the Young Master asks me to chase away dogs, I will never steal chickens.

My admiration for the young master is like a torrential river, which is endless, and like the Yellow River that overflows and becomes out of control.

Listening to the young master's words is better than ten years of reading in a cold window. Looking at the famous figures of ancient and modern times is better than the young master!

It is truly my lifelong honor to be able to follow you, young master. When I go home, I must burn incense to worship my ancestors and thank my ancestors for their kindness..."

Yuan Tianna's mouth was like a machine gun, and he had countless flattering words. Fa Hai was amazed when he heard this, and secretly wrote down these words for future use.

Zhou Xingdou glanced at Yuan Tian faintly. Although the flattering words didn't seem to make any sense, it was still a bit interesting to have someone say them in front of you with an extremely sincere tone.

But for him, these things became a bit noisy if he talked about them too much, so he said in a cold voice:

"You can shut up."

Yuan Tian's machine gun-like words suddenly stopped, leaving only a look of sincere admiration on his face, staring straight at Zhou Xingdou.

After Zhou Xingdou glared at Yuan Tian, ​​he ignored him and then looked at Fahai, but he was a little embarrassed. Fahai had nine magic weapons in his body and was not short of weapons at all.

As for the skills, Fahai's Mahayana Buddhism must be the most suitable for him, and it is impossible for Zhou Xingdou to produce Buddhist skills that are more powerful than Mahayana Buddhism.

Although he said that he did not reward Fahai with anything, Fahai would not have any objections, let alone be dissatisfied.

But clear rewards and punishments are king. Zhou Xingdou doesn't want to not reward others for their merits just because they are absolutely loyal to him.

In the end, Zhou Xingdou had no choice but to take out a holy medicine. Although it was not as valuable as a holy weapon, it could at least enhance Fahai's cultivation, which was better than nothing.

Zhou Xingdou handed the holy medicine to Fahai and said slowly:

"This is the Holy Dragon Transformation Lotus, a holy medicine that can increase your cultivation."

Fa Hai looked at the golden lotus in front of him, and found that there was a faint dragon's power surging on it. The dragon tattoo on his shoulder was attracted by the dragon's power, and it swam slowly at this moment.

Fahai's face suddenly showed joy, he took the Holy Dragon Transformation Lotus and bowed respectfully to Zhou Xingdou:

"Thank you, Master, for the medicine. With this medicine, my mighty Tianlong will reach a new level."

"Just use them together."

Zhou Xingdou raised his eyebrows. This was an unexpected surprise. He took out the Dragon-Transforming Holy Lotus without thinking too much about anything else, but he never imagined that it would be of such benefit to Fahai.

On the other hand, Youji walked out of the palace trembling a little at this moment.

Now she has changed her clothes and is no longer wearing the gauzy purple dress.

It wasn't because the purple clothes were damaged, there were dozens of the same clothes in her storage ring, it was just Zhou Xingdou's possessiveness that was at play.

Zhou Xingdou doesn't like his woman to show off in front of others.

He warned You Ji and asked her to dress more securely.

At this moment, You Ji was wearing a snowy white dress, tightly wrapped up and down. Except for her face and palms, not an inch of skin could be seen.

But even so, the naturally charming You Ji is still beautiful and moving.

The charming face combined with the graceful figure adds an indescribable charm to the pure white clothes.

It's just that the way he walks is a little awkward, and I don't know if it's because of the injury last night.

"Owner."

When Youji saw Zhou Xingdou, there was both fear and an unexplainable attachment in her eyes.

After calling the owner tremblingly, he stood in front of the door blankly.

Zhou Xingdou saw Youji's outfit and nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good, remember, be more peaceful in the future!"