I’m Really a Villain

Mu Yang has also been anxiously waiting for these few days.

She couldn't find Xu Zimo all the time, so she could only wait.

Finally, as soon as Xu Zimo appeared, Mu Yang hurriedly said, "Master Xu, I... when can I go back and save my mother?"

"I'm going to escort you back," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Really," Mu Yang rejoiced.

"Let's go, by the way, I also want to see the Death Swamp," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

He took Muyang with him, and the two walked through the south gate.

You must know that although the ancient city of death is famous for its death, its other three sides are planted with various big trees, like an ancient forest.

But only in the south, not a single blade of grass grows.

It looks very desolate.

Of course, it's not that people in the ancient city of death don't plant it, but that they can't plant it at all.

This is a place close to the death swamp, no matter what plants are planted, they will die immediately.

Barren and dry of the earth.

Even the sky above seemed black.

It is clearly a piece of sky, less than tens of meters apart, but it seems to be two worlds.

Mu Yang was used to this, and she led the way ahead.

The further south the two walked, the closer that oppression and curse came.

Finally, the two came to the periphery of the Death Swamp.

There is no clear division of the swamp of death. Wherever the swamp permeates, it is its territory.

The reason why this is the periphery is because the density of swamps here is not that high yet.

There is also some ground for people to step on.

These swamps are not ordinary swamps, they are pitch black, which is due to the strong power of the curse to a certain extent.

From gas to liquid.

And these swamps are constantly "gurgling", as if boiling.

Above the swamp, there are some evil spirits wandering around.

These are people who died in the swamp and exposed their corpses in the wilderness and turned into evil spirits. They have no consciousness and only attack people who come and go.

When Mu Yang saw these evil spirits, he was very frightened.

It seems that she has suffered a lot from these evil spirits before.

Although the cursed power of the Death Swamp can't help her, the evil spirits and other creatures are all threats.

Moreover, Xu Zimo has studied Mu Yang's cursed body.

These are two completely different things from his cursed body.

Although the physiques of both of them can defend against the attack of the curse, Xu Zimo is born with a curse and will not cause any burden to the body.

And natives like Mu Yang and the others are all cursed by death.

In short, it is the cursed body condensed because of the curse of death.

While protecting them from curse attacks, this cursed body is actually invading their bodies.

And as they grow older, it is difficult for these indigenous people to live long.

Just like Mu Yang's mother, it was because of the power of the curse that she got this serious illness.

Even if the divine grass is used for Muyang, it will only prolong life by more than ten years.

This is unsolvable.

Because the body of the curse is already terminally ill, it is a question of whether these natives can still be defined as human beings at this moment.

However, although their bodies are not human, their consciousness and habits are no different from human beings.

Seeing Xu Zimo and Xu Zimo, the evil spirit in the void seemed to have been wandering for too long.

One by one, they started to rush towards Xu Zimo.

With a wave of Xu Zimo's hand, the flames in his hand spread out regularly, and a sea of ​​flames covered the sky above his head.

These evil spirits are too weak to be worth his shot at all.

As the sea of ​​fire passed by, these evil spirits were either wiped out or avoided far away.

Mu Yang followed closely behind Xu Zimo.

She led the way and reminded on the way: "The aborigines on the outskirts are not only their family, but also many other people."

"These natives are very xenophobic."

Xu Zimo actually had no ill intentions towards the natives.

People outside wanted to catch the indigenous people for research, and it took time to create this situation.

Aboriginal people are xenophobic and unwilling to trust outsiders.

The two continued to walk forward, and the power of the curse around them began to grow stronger.

If ordinary monks come here, I'm afraid they will already feel uncomfortable.

In the end, the figures of the two stopped in front of a mountain.

Xu Zimo raised his head and saw that the mountains were unattainable, which was the dividing line of the swamp of death.

This is the periphery, and once you cross this mountain, you will enter the depths.

The danger inside is different from that outside.

"Our village is just ahead," Mu Yang pointed to the side of the mountain.

A long time ago, before the death swamp covered this place, their village was built on the mountain.

This mountain is the greatest treasure.

They go into the mountains to hunt, pick herbs and sell them for money. This is the mountain of their life.

It's a pity that the curse will cover here later.

Everything has changed too.

Since then, no one has dared to go up the mountain again.

The village where Muyang is located is called "Zuiri Village". It is said that this village has a long history.

The village looked lifeless.

There are only a few hundred families in the village now.

When it was the most prosperous, there were thousands of people, which could be equivalent to a small town.

The two walked into the village, and when someone saw Mu Yang, he quickly shouted: "Little Mu Yang is back, little Mu Yang is back, everyone come quickly."

Mu Yang explained to Xu Zimo: "Before I left to ask for medicine, no one in the village agreed.

They think it's too dangerous outside.

I'm afraid I didn't expect that I would come back alive. "

Xu Zimo nodded.

At this time, many villagers had already gathered around.

"Xiao Muyang, are you alright?"

"Why did you bring an outsider back?"

"Tell me, what is the outside world like? Is there anyone bullying you?"

Everyone chattered and seemed very curious.

Mu Yang didn't know what to reply for a while.

At this time, someone pushed away the crowd and shouted: "Let's make way, let's all make way, the village chief is here."

Only then did the crowd quiet down.

I saw an old man who was over a hundred years old with gray hair walking over tremblingly.

This old man is like an old man, his hair and beard are very long.

And all of them are white, just like the mythical Antarctic fairy.

Leaning on a cane in his hand, he walked over with the support of a strong man.

"Xiao Muyang is back," he said with a smile.

"Grandpa Song," Mu Yang hurried over.

It can be seen that she trusts and respects the old man very much.

"It's good to be back," the old man patted Mu Yang's head.

Then he looked at Xu Zimo with a smile and said, "Welcome to our Sun Chasing Village, thank you for escorting Mu Yang back all the way."

It is said that people grow old.

Mu Yang didn't even need to say anything, the old man could tell at a glance that Xu Zimo must have helped Mu Yang to come back.

Xu Zimo shook his head.

"Now that I'm back safely, I should go too."

"Don't worry, let us express our thanks," the old man said hastily.