I’m Really a Villain

Before I knew it, the sky gradually cleared up and brightened up again.

Xu Zimo stretched, and the book in his hand had turned to the last page.

"It's over," he took a long breath, and took a sip of the hot tea next to him.

The tiredness of the night seemed to be dispelled.

"Thanks," Xu Zimo stood up and said.

"I still want to go to the Triumph Hall, come again when I have a chance."

"I'm always here, you can come anytime," the old man said with a nod.

Xu Zimo nodded, and then left the Taoguang Book Hall.

It wasn't until Xu Zimo's figure disappeared that the slovenly old man at the gate of the academy came in.

He looked at the Demon Sage and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I know," Mo Sheng nodded.

"Are you kidding? How old is that kid?" The sloppy old man obviously didn't believe it.

"You will understand in the future," the Demon Saint didn't want to explain, he just looked out the window and looked at the sky.

Said: "I thought this old bone was going to be buried in this demon realm, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance to come out of the mountain."

"Where are you going?" The slovenly old man seemed a little confused.

"Go to the peak of the Nine Regions again," said the Demon Sage with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he saw that the slovenly old man next to him was already stunned, his mouth opened wide.

It seemed that some didn't believe what he said.

"Did the Patriarch Demon Saint read too many books and become stupid?" he even murmured inwardly.

"You don't understand, it's rare to be confused, it's rare to be confused," Mo Sheng laughed and left.

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The Triumph Hall means the triumphant return.

In fact, many powerhouses of the Demon Race will leave their inheritance behind.

But they will not leave it to the younger generations in vain, and there must be some tests.

The test is not dangerous, but if you are not careful, you will die.

Therefore, the Triumph Hall was established.

I hope that the disciples who have been tested can return safely and get the inheritance.

When Xu Zimo arrived, he found dozens of young girls standing here.

These people are all different demon races, and they are gathering together, chatting in twos and threes.

Seeing Xu Zimo's arrival, Wang Li, who was waiting in the crowd, had already been waiting for a long time.

He quickly greeted him, and said with a smile: "Brother Xu, you haven't arrived for a long time, so I'm really worried."

"What are you worried about? I'm afraid I won't come?" Xu Zimo asked.

"That's not true, it's just that the trial of the devil's way is about to start, I'm afraid Brother Xu won't catch up," Wang Li replied because he could speak, and he was afraid that there would be a gap between the two.

"That's not true," Xu Zimo shook his head.

The five stood together, and Wang Li told Xu Zimo the basics of the Devil's Dao.

The devil's way is just like his name, there is only one way.

There is no such a vast territory, just a road without an end, but this road is vast and boundless.

There are many demons on the road.

Of course, these demons are not real demons, they are all formed by the power left by the evil demon Ya.

It can be said that to kill one is to lose one.

It's just that in the past thousand years, I don't know how many people have entered the devil's way, and I don't know how many demons have been killed, but there is still no inheritance.

Some people even died of exhaustion in it, but they didn't reach the end of that path.

"Could it be an illusion or something?" Xu Zimo guessed after hearing what a few people said.

"This should not be possible," Wang Li replied.

"It's not that no one suspected it before, but it's a pity that they couldn't find any flaws. It seems to be real."

Several people were chatting, and suddenly a couple came from the side.

"Wang Li," the leader of the group was a somewhat arrogant man.

He was wearing a black robe with a small red horned demon painted on his chest.

Xu Zimo flipped through the book last night and knew that this image should be the fire demon.

They live in the northwest mountain of Demon Realm, where there are several continuous active volcanoes.

Seeing the person coming, Wang Li's expression turned cold, and he replied, "Hong Ze, what's the matter?"

"I heard that you have gathered all the people. Let me see who it is." The young man named Hong Ze laughed.

"Don't go too far," Wang Li said in a cold voice with his eyes fixed.

"Excessive?" Hong Ze laughed loudly, and then set his sights on Xu Zimo.

"Are you the one who joined them regardless of my words?"

"I don't care about your words, why should I listen to your words?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"Good boy, have courage," Hong Ze snorted coldly.

Then he took a few steps closer, and said calmly: "But boy, remember, life and death are inevitable in the devil's way.

Protect yourself. "

"Hong Ze, don't threaten us," Wang Lixing stood up and said because he was afraid that Xu Zimo would be afraid.

"The demons fight each other, and you know the price."

"The price, the dead won't say it," Hong Ze smiled, and left with a few people.

Only Wang Li and the others were left with embarrassing faces.

"Brother Xu..." Wang Li wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Xu Zimo.

"The thing I am most afraid of is threats."

Xu Zimo shook his head and said, "Let me ask you, what is the origin of this Hong Ze?"

"His father is the owner of the Sun Mountain among the Seventy-two Mountains.

Sun Mountain ranks among the top three of the Seventy-two Mountains, and has great influence, even the patriarch should show some face," Wang Li said.

"So over time, he became presumptuous, and no one dared to provoke him."

"It's interesting," Xu Zimo said.

"Brother Xu, don't be afraid of revenge, my father is also the owner of Seventy-two Mountains," Wang Li said again.

"Although it is not as strong as Sun Mountain, it is not difficult to protect you."

When the two were chatting, they saw a sudden noise from the side.

"It's Elder Moyin who has arrived, everyone should be quiet."

Hearing this, the Hall of Triumph, which was still noisy, became quiet in an instant.

The magic sound elder is proficient in rhythm and is very sensitive to sound.

Anyone who speaks will probably be scolded and not even allowed to enter the devil's way.

After all, Elder Moyin is also of high seniority, so no one dares to rebel.

Xu Zimo looked up and saw an old man in a red robe walking over imposingly.

What caught the eye was his pair of ears.

Like a screen, it is very big, and it also looks like a tree ring, with annual rings rotating around.

"The devil's way is open, and you all understand the rules, but I'll repeat it again," Elder Moyin said directly, without talking nonsense, as soon as he came.

"The Devil's Way will open the seven-day world, and no matter what happens after seven days, you will be forcibly teleported out.

As for which part of the devil's path you will be sent to after entering the devil's path, it all depends on luck. "

"Elder, we all understand," someone replied.

"Inheritance depends on ability and chance, don't kill each other," Elder Moyin said.