I’m Really a Villain

There are two tables outside the house, both brand new, with some pots, baskets and the like on them.

Because the place where Wu Zhaodi lives is in a relatively remote place at the head of the village, and there are few people around.

Shu Long said: "I wanted Zhaodi to move to Shuyang County a long time ago, but she didn't want to.

I have to live here, saying that it is clean. "

"It's really clean," Xu Zimo nodded.

"What are you two doing here?" Wu Zhaodi asked the two of them angrily.

"Zhaodi, let's go to Shuyang County together," Shulong said unwillingly.

"Sanluan Sect just recruited new disciples in the county today, and people from several surrounding counties have come.

It's very lively, I also came here specially to call you. "

"Sanluan Cult," Wu Zhaodi said with a slightly dark face.

"It must be the subordinate sect of Tianluan Immortal Palace."

"That's right, I heard that the Sanluan Sect has a quota every year, and they can recommend our disciples to go to the Immortal Palace," Shu Long said yearningly.

"That's the Immortal Palace. Even our Heavenly Dragon Empire has to be courteous."

"It's so good, why don't you participate?" Wu Zhaodi snorted coldly.

"I really think so. You know the key point. People don't like me even if I have a meridian-respecting cultivation base," Shu Long said with a smile.

His aptitude is not good, he has been a playboy since he was a child, and he never thought of becoming a peerless powerhouse.

So it is still very clear about this aspect.

"In that case, let's go and have a look," Wu Zhaodi thought for a while, and finally nodded.

"That's right," Shu Long smiled happily.

"Uncle, where are you from?"

"It came across the ocean. Our place is a small village. I guess you haven't heard of it," Xu Zimo replied.

The three of them didn't clean up anything, Shu Long asked the followers who came to let the monster out.

The three of them rode monster beasts and headed towards Shuyang County.

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The spring breeze blows by, and the weeping willows hang upside down on the ground.

The official road along this road is surrounded by flowers and the scenery is pleasant.

As the Shuyang County headed by the sixteen counties in the Tianlong Empire, the scale here is naturally huge.

As far as the eye can see, the front of the city is just like its name, like a shepherd facing the sky.

The thick city walls are built with bricks and tiles of different colors, and the horns are the real horns of the god-level monster Kui Yang.

Several people passed through the official road and entered the spacious avenue. Before entering the city, the dense crowd of people at the gate of the city is enough to show the prosperity here.

"It's not that I'm bragging to you, this is the most prosperous place in Tianlong Empire, outside of Tianlong City," Shu Long said proudly.

When she was about to enter the city, Wu Zhaodi found a veil from nowhere and put it on her face.

Shulong looked at her suspiciously.

"I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble," Wu Zhaodi explained casually.

"Don't worry, this Shuyang County is my territory, who dares to trouble us," Shu Long said carelessly.

But did not delve into it.

Xu Zimo could figure it out. I'm afraid Wu Zhaodi's status is not ordinary, and he is afraid of meeting acquaintances.

"Our Shuyang County has two specialties, one is the sword dance, and the other is the capital of painting," Shulong introduced.

"This sword dance is about the Zuihongchen Inn, and all the women in it are sword immortals who came to the world.

That sword dance is so beautiful that everyone in this Demon Realm approves of it, only this one.

As for the capital of painting, Zhang Heng, the sage of painting, lived here, and he taught without distinction.

There are tens of thousands of disciples under his sect, and there are often thousands of people who come here to worship him as a teacher every day. "

Speaking of this, Shu Long said again: "I guess you are not interested in painting saints, I will take you to Zui Hongchen to watch the sword dance.

When you come to Shuyang County, you will have a lifelong dream if you don't watch the sword dance. "

"I want to visit Sanluan Sect," Wu Zhaodi said.

Xu Zimo glanced at Wu Zhaodi, and noticed that the other party's mood was ailed, which seemed to be related to the Sanluan Sect.

He smiled and said, "Let's go and watch the sword dance, the Sanluan Sect can watch it anytime."

"That's right, that's right," Shu Long said hastily.

"Sanluan Sect has lived here at my Xia family for a few days.

If you want to see it, I can take you there to get to know it in the evening. "

Speaking of this, Wu Zhaodi did not refuse.

A few people walked into Shuyang County, and Shulong was familiar with the road, and led a few people to the main street.

There were people coming and going all around, and the smell of delicious food from the stall wafted through his nostrils, Xu Zimo was actually aroused a little bit to eat.

He bought a few pastries, which were sweet but not greasy.

While eating, the three of them had already arrived in front of Zui Hongchen.

It is not accurate to say that this is an inn, because it is more like a peony garden.

The meaning of drunk red dust is a kind of peony.

In fact, there are countless kinds of peonies here, including gold in the Black Sea, black jade in the crown of the world, gold alchemy in fire, hibiscus in brocade tent...  

I just heard that the owner of the garden here only loves drunken mortals, so he named it like it.

The walls of this peony garden are painted with white paint, and the peony paintings on them are lifelike.

It turned out to be a moving painting, the flowers are blooming, and you can even smell the fragrance of flowers.

A painting is so strange.

"This painting is the work of Zhang Heng, the sage of painting. It is hard to find, how about it? It looks good."

"The law of painting," Xu Zimo said to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Shu Long asked puzzled.

Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile. He didn't explain, and he couldn't explain clearly.

The meaning of law is integrated in this painting, so that such a situation can happen, but this so-called saint of painting is not simple, and the law alone is useless.

It is necessary to be the only one in the world in the way of painting, and only an existence that is exquisite to the extreme can have such a skill.

If that Zhang Heng can go one step further, reach the realm of Daoguo, and comprehend the rules, I am afraid that this painting will not be such a vision.

When he drew a sketch, the real peony came into being.

"Awesome," Xu Zimo also praised.

"If you have a chance, you can meet him."

"It depends on luck, brother-in-law," Shu Long explained.

"It's not that I'm hitting you. There are so many people who visit the Saint of Painting every day. Even if my father wants to see him, he has to make an appointment in advance."

Xu Zimo smiled and did not refute.

He and Wu Zhaodi followed Shulong and walked towards the peony garden.

"What? You're depressed," Xu Zimo glanced at Wu Zhaodi and asked softly.

"Do you have any enmity with that Sanluan sect?"

"They are not qualified yet," Wu Zhaodi said flatly.

"That's the Jiuluan Immortal Palace you mentioned earlier," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Wu Zhaodi's expression remained unchanged, but she still gave Xu Zimo a deep look.

Not everyone can enter this drunk beauty, Shu Long took out a token from the inside of his sleeve.

Finally, the three of them entered the garden.

As soon as you walk into the peony garden, you will be greeted by a fragrant fragrance.