All People Simulate: I Become The Villain Of Destiny

Notting City is not a big city, it is just a mediocre border town in the Heaven Dou Empire.

Due to the Soul Hunting Forest, there are also many soul masters here.

The level of these soul masters is not high, most of them hovering between the Great Soul Master (21-30) and the Soul Venerable (31-40), and occasionally a Soul Sect (41-50) appears, and they are also surrounded by the stars like the moon, and they have become big names sought after by everyone.

"This is Notting City~"

On the way to the city gate, a voice without much emotion came from a luxurious carriage.

The timbre has a childlike crispness and sharpness.

People couldn't help but be curious, and turned their heads to look over, but when they saw the exquisite ornaments on the carriage and the emblem of the Martial Spirit Palace, they quickly moved their heads as if they had been pricked by needles, and their heads sped up.

In the carriage.

Su Mo lowered the curtain and sat back in his seat, feeling a little sluggish.

I don't know if it's Bibi Dong's order, Ju and Ghost Title Douluo specially chose the carriage of the executive officer of the Wuhun Palace.

The characteristic is fast, it only took 4 days for them to rush from the Spirit Hall to Notting City.

But the disadvantage is that it was bumpy, and Su Mo didn't have much rest along the way, and he looked like Guanyin.

But fortunately, there is a signboard of the Wuhun Palace, and I haven't encountered any trouble along the way.

Su Mo entered the city smoothly and came to Notting College in the west of the city.

Don't look at Notting City as just a small town, but this Notting Academy is really magnificent.

The arch, which is 20 meters wide and more than 10 meters high, stands like a flock of chickens, and the whole body is repaired by hard stone.

In the middle of the arch, there are four big characters written - Notting College.

Below, there were two black iron fences, and Su Mo could see at a glance that the iron gate was made of fine steel.

Looking through the fence, a wide asphalt avenue leads to the interior, lined with lush greenery with tall trees.

It's like a college in the Overworld.

But it's just a junior college in a small backcountry.

The carriage went straight to the front drive.

The young man guarding the door had sharp eyes, and when he saw the sign of the Wuhun Hall from afar, he opened the iron door early.

When the carriage went deeper, he bowed vigorously behind him.

Due to the slowdown of the carriage, Su Mo's spirits were much better, and he joked with a smile: "I thought I would be stopped by this guard." The

Ghost Douluo cloak covered his face, and when he heard Su Mo's words, he only raised the corners of his mouth in disdain.

"He just wants to, and he has to have the guts."

Ju Douluo was more cheerful and could talk to Su Mo.

The narrow eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, reached out to lift the curtain, and pointed to the distance, looking quite relaxed.

"We're lucky, the Lord is there."

Su Mo stood up, leaned on the window and looked at Ju Douluo's hand.

I saw a frustrated middle-aged decadent man sitting under the tree not far away.

Medium stature, his appearance is not good, and his short black hair makes him look a little more energetic, but he can't stop the decadence and laziness in his eyes.

But in him, there is an inexplicable bearing, like a well-educated person who has been immersed in the sea of books for many years.

Decadent frustration + master's temperament, even Su Mo can't admit that Yu Xiaogang, who mixes these two things, is indeed very lethal to ignorant girls.

Even if he looks ordinary.

Boom!

Su Mo jumped out of the carriage, walking the peculiar Connor Bazi, the expression on his face was very dragging, and he put on sunglasses, and a temperament of acting an ape and an ape ape emerged spontaneously.

A small person, but extremely arrogant, suddenly attracted the attention of a large number of master fans.

This made Yu Xiaogang a little stunned, looking at Su Mo's weird and arrogant steps, even if he was as indifferent as him, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart:

"This kid is so dragged, his family background must be very big."

His gaze extended back along Su Mo, skimming over Ju Douluo, who had followed him out of the carriage, and stayed on the emblem of the Martial Spirit Hall on the carriage.

The pitch-black pupils shrank sharply, and his gaze quickly shifted to Su Mo, looking up and down with empty eyes.

finally found some familiarity in his immature facial features.

"Is it your child?"

Yu Xiaogang got up silently, and he couldn't say whether he was sad or anything else in his heart, but a whimsical idea suddenly popped up -

could it be that Chihiro was dying, and she wanted to renew her relationship with me?

The master's originally dead heart was on fire for a moment, and he was kicked into the mud again by Su Mo's words.

"You're a master, huh?"

Uncouth! Rude!

Hearing Su Mo's opening remarks, Yu Xiaogang, who prided himself on being good-tempered, also became angry.

It's really worthy of being a species of Chihiro's disease, and it's really uneducated!

Yu Xiaogang has no arrogant capital, but he has the disease of arrogance.

Snorted coldly at Su Mo, put his hands on his back, half-turned towards the distance, glanced at the corner of his eye, and asked knowingly, "The people of the Martial Spirit Palace?" What are you looking for me?

"Say it in advance, if you want to apprentice, you'd better prove that you're qualified, otherwise the old man won't accept you."

"Made's sick."

The corners of Su Mo's mouth twitched, he looked up at Yu Xiaogang carefully, and swept from his chin to his forehead in ten seconds, and then he spoke again, still exploring the path of the quintessence.

Yu Xiaogang's teeth tightened for a moment, his gaze lingered slightly on Ju Douluo, and then he glared at Su Mo expressionlessly.

Not to mention, being so directly hooked by a low-headed Puxin man, Su Mo also felt very uncomfortable.

Fold his hands behind his head and look up at Yu Xiaogang, "I'm here to take back what shouldn't have been left in your hands." "

Hand it over, don't use the name of the Martial Spirit Hall to deceive again, forget about this matter."

Not far away, Ju Douluo, who heard Su Mo's words, sighed softly, this was different from what he said on the road.

Didn't you say a few simple words, and then let yourself do it directly and abolish Yu Xiaogang?

What's the matter?

Ju Douluo's brows furrowed slightly and quickly flattened, his face was not smiling, but his heart was full of murderous intent.

looked at Yu Xiaogang with unkind eyes.

Could it be that the young master was deceived by this hypocritical guy?

Yu Xiaogang didn't know Ju Douluo's killing intent, but the sudden chill still made him recover a little bit of his anger from his anger.

"You're saying I'm a trick?"

His voice became dull, and his stiff face showed anger, like the angry King Kong in the temple.

"Although my strength is not strong, I don't disdain to deceive, no matter what, I also have some capital in martial soul research."

The corners of Su Mo's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud.

How big a face does this have to be to say such a thing?

"Your so-called capital is the knowledge stolen from the Wuhun Palace back then, and you can just use the common-sense things to sell them, and keep them for yourself, tsk."

Su Mo's voice was not small, not to mention that he also deliberately used internal force to increase.

This made the people gathered around suddenly excited, and there were big melons to eat!

Yu Xiaogang's already stiff face was even more gloomy now, and there was a little more gloomy in his eyes.

When he collected information and researched it back then, he did "slightly" borrow from the classics of the Martial Spirit Palace, and used a lot of manpower and material resources of the Martial Spirit Palace.

But that's what Bibi Dong took the initiative to do, I'm just not good at refusing!

"I have never stolen the knowledge of the Martial Spirit Palace. What I study is my own martial soul ten core competitiveness theory," Yu Xiaogang said his own concept without a red heart and a heartbeat.

How can the matter of the soul master be called stealing? Here's a reference!

For a person like Yu Xiaogang who has been up and down in his life, what he hates most is that someone questions the few things he has.

Unfortunately, Su Mo was targeting his paradoxical theory of martial soul competitiveness.

How can it be enough just to get back the Martial Spirit Hall token.

To destroy a person, of course, is to blow both mentally and physically, inside and out!

Su Mo shook his neck a little sour, and sneered, "

Then do you dare to tell your theory?"