I’m Really a Villain

"I know," Tian Shi nodded hastily.

"If one day you really made that kind of thing, what I'm talking about is if, can you keep one for me," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, the unstoppable blood on his face looked very miserable.

"When the time comes, I will ask my descendants to find you, and you will give the things to him.

Let him change my life against the sky, I know it is very difficult, and the hope is very slim.

But let this be my dying wish. "

"Okay, I promise you," Tianshi looked up at Lin Qing and said, "Whether it's for you or Xiaoqing, I will do my best."

"There is no evidence for what you say, I'm afraid you will forget me by then," Xu Zimo said, "Can you give me a token, so I can look for it when the time comes."

Tian Shi pondered for a while, took out a jade pendant from the ring, and said: "I always carry this jade pendant with me, and never leave it.

If one day in the future, someone comes to me with a jade pendant, I will do my best to help him. "

Xu Zimo slowly took the jade pendant and hung it on his body, and said with a smile, "I'm about to die.

Although we have not been together for a long time, I am really happy to meet you.

When I die, I will bury my body in the ground.

Nobody bother me.

Just like when I came, let me leave silently through the wind and dust. "

When Xu Zimo finished speaking, his head was tilted, his eyes gradually lost their vitality, and they were closed tightly.

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The day in Cangyan Town was full of grief.

People looked at the graves in front of them, and they all knelt down in silence.

Worship the heroes of the town.

As the townspeople left in twos and threes, that night, the sky began to rain heavily.

The townspeople looked at the torrential rain in the sky and felt that even the sky felt sorry for the hero.

At this time, the soil on the graveyard was already wet and sticky due to the heavy rain.

The surrounding area seemed extremely quiet.

At this moment, a hand was suddenly stretched out from the grave.

Immediately afterwards, the other hand was also stretched out, both hands were thrown away from the grave, and a figure crawled out from it.

Xu Zimo's spiritual energy condensed all over his body, and the shield formed by the spiritual energy isolated the torrential rain in the sky.

He reached out and took out the jade pendant from his waist, and said lightly to himself, "This is just in case, let's leave a way out."

After raising his head to identify the direction, Xu Zimo restored the earthen tomb to its original shape, and then galloped straight to the north.

After entering this world, Xu Zimo couldn't leave until the timeline was completely restored.

Although the purpose of this trip has been achieved, it is estimated that it is not far from going back.

He also wanted to take advantage of the remaining time to visit the large human tribes in the north. After all, it was rare to be able to come to this age of mythology in person.

You should also experience this era well.

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Along the way, Xu Zimo can be regarded as truly feeling this era where survival is paramount and death is inevitable.

Among the monsters he saw, there were many in the Saint Vein Realm and the Divine Vein Realm.

Even he himself had to be careful.

On the way, he also encountered many towns.

Some are newly built, and some are being attacked by monsters.

He is like a passerby on a journey, watching from the perspective of a bystander.

Through the vast desert, through the endless jungle, and finally on the plain of sunset.

Xu Zimo came to the destination of this trip.

The tribal buildings resemble tents, covered with felt.

Most of the color of the building is white, with many colorful patterns painted around it.

The construction of this kind of room is very convenient, and even if it is dangerous to demolish it, it is very fast.

Xu Zimo saw at a glance that densely packed tent-like rooms were built on the ground.

It is almost impossible to see the end at a glance, and the inside of this tribe is also very prosperous, with people coming and going, very lively.

At the forefront of the tribe, there is a stone tablet.

There are two big characters "Jiuli" engraved on it.

"Jiuli tribe," Xu Zimo murmured a few words in a low voice.

Then he walked towards the tribe, but at the door, he was stopped by two guards guarding the door.

"Who are you?" The two guards looked at Xu Zimo and asked.

"I'm from a small town around here," Xu Zimo replied, "but because our town was wiped out by a group of monsters some time ago.

So I want to come here to have a look and go to the Jiuli tribe. "

"All newcomers must verify their identities and choose the tribe they want to join," the guard said flatly, "Come with me."

Xu Zimo followed the guard into the town, and said with a smile, "Please introduce me, I just came here, and I don't know anything about this tribe."

The tribe is extremely prosperous, and the streets of the tribe are full of vendors setting up stalls.

Various items are sold.

After Xu Zimo observed all the way, he found that the people in this tribe wore almost the same style of clothes.

It's just that the colors are different, and there are nine colors in total.

After chatting with the guard all the way, Xu Zimo just found out.

Although the Jiuli tribe is collectively called a large tribe, it is actually composed of nine small tribes.

The nine tribes are "Wan Li, Yu Li, Fang Li, Huang Li, Bai Li, Chi Li, Xuan Li, Feng Li, and Yang Li."

Everyone who comes to the Jiuli tribe must choose a small tribe to join.

The color of the clothes of each tribe is also different.

Later, under the guidance of the guard, Xu Zimo handled his identity.

He chose Bai Li's tribe.

The tribe has almost no jurisdiction system, and it is relatively loose.

The only requirement may be to abide by the rules of the tribe, and to participate in battles in time.

The eating place in the tribe is in a very large open space.

Because the meals are free, there are a lot of people here.

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Xu Zimo chose a slightly remote place, sat down and ordered some food, and then began to listen to the conversations of the diners around him.

This kind of market place is the best place to inquire about news.

"Have you noticed that people from the Chili Tribe are crazily arresting people recently," someone whispered next to them.

"I heard that the "Nine Transformations of the God of War" in their custody was stolen," someone replied: "If in this year's martial arts competition, they can't produce the Nine Transformations of the God of War.

He will become the sinner of our entire Jiuli tribe. "

"What is "God of War Nine Transformations"?" Some people who had just joined the tribe asked inexplicably.

"Do you know why our era is called the Age of Myth?" Someone explained.

"It is said that there used to be a true god in our era.

And the ancestors of our Jiuli tribe are rumored to be nine true gods.

The "Nine Changes of the God of War" is the magical skill they have passed down. "

"If there really is a god, why is it now the age of monsters?" the person next to him asked curiously.