I’m Really a Villain

After Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi returned to the inn, they also planned to leave Hunyuan Ancient City.

"Brother, is this assassination forgotten?" Xiao Guizi asked suspiciously.

"No one can run away, it's just that it's not convenient for the time being, so as not to startle the snake," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.

"Brother, do you already know who the murderer is?" Xiao Guizi asked.

"Don't you also have the answer in your heart?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

In the afternoon, the two left Hunyuan Ancient City riding the Dark Tianhu and the Qingjiao Horse.

Dusk and sunset are intertwined in the sky, and the world seems to be brighter after a snowfall.

It looked brand new, as if it had been cleaned.

On a remote street in Hunyuan Ancient City, a small tea stall is located here.

Probably because the place is too remote, the tea stall doesn't have much business.

An old man was sitting in front of the tea stand, holding a book of tea in his hand, reading with great interest.

"Grandpa, that little brother named Ye Lingtian is so pitiful," the little girl with a ponytail and a chubby face said angrily, "The Ye family is still a big family in our Hunyuan Ancient City, and they have no principles in doing things. No."

"Poor?" Hearing what the little girl said, the old man shook his head with a smile, closed the tea book, and said, "Xiao Qi, you have to understand.

It's not easy for everyone in this world, everyone is working hard to live, it doesn't matter if it's pitiful.

The road is chosen by oneself, no matter what the result is, one must face and accept it calmly. "

Speaking of this, the old man remembered something, sighed with emotion, and looked at the sky with deep eyes.

"Old man Yue, make a pot of sunset red," a voice interrupted the old man's thoughts.

"Okay," the old man smiled quickly and started to get busy.

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Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi walked out of the Hunyuan ancient city, identified the direction, and headed towards the Baili family.

The snow has stopped, and the hazy mountains in the distance are shrouded in white mist.

In this silent winter, there are almost no pedestrians around the ancient city of Hunyuan, and the surrounding area looks very bleak.

Not long after Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi walked, they saw a black dot appearing on the edge of the distant skyline.

The speed of the black spot was getting faster and faster, and it appeared not far from Xu Zimo and Xu Zimo in the blink of an eye.

This is a figure, to be precise, it should be an old man.

The old man was wearing a black robe, and his hunched figure stood between the sky and the earth. Although he didn't have a strong aura, he felt full of oppression.

"Hand over the Qingyun Battle Body Orb, and the news about the third battle body," the old man said indifferently, "I can let you all die quickly."

"I thought you, Gu Ming, would have been scared out of your wits," Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

This old man was the shopkeeper of the Manghuang Tavern.

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"It seems that you lured me here on purpose," the old man frowned slightly, his fascination was scattered, and he didn't feel any other aura around him.

As a strong man at the pinnacle of the Saint Vein Realm, he is quite confident in his own strength.

"You Gu Ming are really bold. You were the ones who brought the disaster in Hunyuan Ancient City back then, and now you dare to appear in the ancient city openly," Xu Zimo said.

"So what," the old man shook his head slightly, and replied, "It was such a good opportunity back then, if some idiots in the clan didn't mess things up, it's not certain who will be the creator of this new era now."

Hearing the old man's words, Xu Zimo was silent for a while.

Although he has not experienced the era of the ancient Ming, but in the evolution of the long river of fate, he has felt the horror of that catastrophe.

That was still the era of wild monsters, the human race had no status at that time, and monsters ruled everything.

It is often said that there are three thousand races in the world.

But there are more than three thousand races in this world that can be summed up.

Probably at that time, no one really knew about the race of Ancient Ming.

It wasn't until they secretly recharged their batteries and finally saw the light of day again that they invaded the entire Yuanyang Continent that people really saw the horror of this race.

Even if they were as strong as the Yaozu at that time, they had to avoid their edge, but in the tens of thousands of years of battle against the ancient Ming, one of the races made a very outstanding contribution.

That is the giant race, they used to be the second largest race after the monster race in the wild era.

It's a pity that in the battle against Gu Ming, they spared no effort, and although they won miserably in the end, they almost reached the state of extermination.

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The strength of the giant race is not one in ten, and it is also in recognition of their contribution to the entire continent.

All parties in the mainland have reached a consensus that they are not allowed to kill any giants at will.

This regulation has been used until now, even after Emperor Zhenwu created the era of emperors, he has not overturned it.

However, with the passage of time, people have gradually forgotten the many glory of the giant race.

Many even began killing giants in private.

For example, when Xu Zimo was in Shiwan Dashan before, Chi Qianxue was going to hunt and kill the giant for the treasure of life attribute.

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"I really want to know what backhand you have prepared," the old man exuded the aura of the peak of the holy veins, and said with a smile: "Why did you lure me here?"

"You'll know soon," Xu Zimo smiled.

Beside him, a huge vortex emerged, and a beast roar that seemed to come from ancient times shook the world.

Chaos' huge body slowly crawled out of the vortex.

"Ancient monsters," the old man stared at Chaos, and said in disbelief, "It's really hard to imagine that there are still ancient monsters alive now, and they are willing to become your pulse beasts."

"Old man, that aura on your body is really annoying," Chao Chao replied indifferently.

For monsters who have experienced the ancient Ming era, not only the human race, but the ancient Ming clan is also the group they hate the most.

When Chaos raised his left paw, carrying an endless hurricane, the space was oppressed with a "rumble" and shot towards the old man.

The old man's complexion changed drastically, and a dark gray aura surged from his body, forming a cloud of dark gray mist.

When Chaos' right paw hit the mist, there was only a scream, and the mist instantly dissipated, creating a moat tens of meters wide on the ground.

The figure of the old man had already appeared in mid-air, and his true life appeared above his head.

It was also a cloud of gray fog, and there was a red light flickering in the fog.

As if from the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, countless ferocious monsters were roaring inside, and harsh and sharp cries sounded out.

The mid-air seemed to be reflected in this terrifying gray fog. When I raised my head, I couldn't see the originally clear and bright world, only the gray fog shrouded the surroundings.