I’m Really a Villain

The era of emperors has passed a long time ago. After Emperor Zhenwu created this era, he left behind various legends and ascended to the upper realm.

And the closest emperor to carry the destiny and the last emperor to ascend to the upper realm is the ordinary emperor.

In the era when the mortal emperors were vying for the destiny, there were actually two people who were hailed as the most likely to bear the destiny of this world.

One of them is the Mortal Emperor, and the other is the Crazy Blood Old Demon.

Speaking of Crazy Blood Old Demon, he left people with the impression of a paranoid lunatic.

Doing things is completely unreasonable, and everything is based on joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

In order to practice his blood demon Dafa, he wantonly slaughtered thousands of cities and millions of people.

Even if he made tens of thousands of enemies, he didn't care at all.

On the Yuanyang Continent, even a three-year-old child would cry in fright when the name of the bloody old devil was mentioned.

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"It is said that after the old bloody old demon failed to compete with the ordinary emperor for the destiny, he disappeared," someone muttered to himself, "I didn't expect him to be hiding in the ancient city of Hunyuan all this time."

"He's been around since the day the ancient city was rebuilt." Someone said in horror, "Oh my god, I used to drink the tea he made for me."

"I used to dislike his bad tea," some people were so anxious that they were about to cry.

"Crazy blood old devil," Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the life story of the crazy blood old devil in his mind.

"Why, the devil who used to kill without batting an eye is going to be a hero now," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I've said it before, the survival of this city has nothing to do with me," the old man said lightly, "It's just that you're bothering me. I just want a quiet life now."

"If you feel noisy, you can leave and find another place," Xu Zimo said with a light smile, "I haven't killed enough yet."

"Young man, don't be ignorant of what's good and what's bad, just accept it when you see it." The bloody old devil looked at Xu Zimo, his whole body crushed by overwhelming aura, and said flatly: "I once swore that if it wasn't a forced situation, I would Not going to kill people.

A monster in the Divine Vein Realm is not enough to make you so presumptuous. "

"I've heard a joke," Xu Zimo said with a smile, "A devil who killed millions of people said he wanted to be a good person."

"I was too young before, and went to an extreme." The old man was silent for a while, and said lightly: "The people in this city, those who want to kill you, I have no objection if you kill them.

But the ordinary people in the city, they are innocent and should not be implicated. "

"I'm still wondering if living in comfort for too long has made your brain rot." Xu Zimo smiled and replied, "There is nothing innocent in this world.

There are only strong and weak.

Back then, the Eastern Emperor and the head of Qianbei competed for the ninth battle body. The two fought for several years, spanning the five continents, and more than tens of millions of lives were affected and died.

In the end, Donghuang killed the head of Qianbei, and when the world mentioned the name of Donghuang again.

He just admired his amazing battle, boasted about his talent that shone through the ages, and his glory and brilliance as the owner of the Ninth War Body.

Who still remembers the tens of thousands of innocent people who died in that battle. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the bloody old devil was silent for a long time, finally raised his head, and said in a sonorous voice: "I can't care what happens to others.

But in this ancient city of Hunyuan, the rules are made by me. "

After the mad blood old devil finished speaking, his gaze was like a torch, and he took a deep breath.

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Long, long ago, he was a murderous monster.

He doesn't care much about the worldly principles. In order to practice his own skills, he can slaughter millions of people with peace of mind.

But he was not as cold-blooded as a lunatic as the world had said.

He has his own parents, wife and children.

He paid a great price to prolong the life of his parents, and left his best things to his wife and children.

He thought that as long as he lived a good life, he had nothing to do with other people's lives.

But until the battle at the top of the sky, the man named Mortal chopped him down into the sky.

He watched the man carrying the destiny on the top of the sky, at that moment, he suddenly realized that all his efforts seemed to be in vain.

He returned home after the curtain ended, but what greeted him were the corpses of his parents, wife and children lying in the blood amber.

He made too many enemies, and those people had nothing to do with him, so they used his relatives to take the blame.

Later, he slaughtered those enemies.

He was standing among the pile of dead people with a mountain of bones. At that moment, he was not happy.

He suddenly felt tired and tired.

Life seems to be a circle, killing and killing seems to return to the original point.

He killed other people's relatives, and others took revenge on his relatives.

There is a time in the end of the way of heaven, who will the heaven spare.

He finally put down the knife and buried the knife with his relatives.

He turned around and looked back, at that moment, there was no more bloody old devil in the world.

Some are just an old tea seller who is dying.

The ancient city was rebuilt, and he pushed his own tea stall here, which lasted nearly a thousand years.

He chose a remote street. No one paid any attention to him, and no one would think about it. There was an old tea stall on the corner of the street who had lived here for thousands of years.

He let go of the killing in his heart, everyone is not a grass, and no one can be ruthless.

For thousands of years, he has already regarded this place as his home.

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"It's home." The bloody old devil smiled lightly, "Maybe it is."

"But this is your home after all, so what does it have to do with me?" Xu Zimo said lightly, "What does it have to do with me slaughtering this city?"

"Young people are too arrogant," the bloody old devil shook his head, and said, "Then today I will let you understand the truth that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people."

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Xu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly, as boundless devilish energy rose from the sky.

In the sky above Hunyuan Ancient City, an extreme and irritable demonic energy permeated the entire sky.

Countless hideous faces appeared on the surface of the demonic energy, and Baimeng's figure appeared in midair.

The moment he came out, half of the surrounding world was completely shattered.

The thick devilish energy covered everything like a dark cloud, and the fluttering snow seemed to have stopped.

"Taste my despair," the strange voice spread throughout the Hunyuan Ancient City.

An enchantment instantly enveloped the entire city, and more and more demon energy gathered in the sky, rising and roaring from time to time.

At this moment, the air-forbidden domain seemed to be restricted. Except for the bloody old demon who was able to step into the air, everyone else was forcibly suppressed.

Bai Meng's burly figure came from the edge of the sky, he knelt down slightly, and said respectfully: "My lord, the Despair Demon General Bai Meng is at your service."