I’m Really a Villain

This Immortal Master Guanlan is from the Yin clan, which is something that Xu Zimo did not expect.

Just like the exterminated Celestial Clan, the Yin Clan was also exterminated a long time ago.

It's just that the reason for their extermination and the murderer are still unknown.

It seems that a long time ago, this small group suddenly disappeared in the Yuanyang Continent.

The world has never seen anyone from the Yin race, and there is no record about them.

But today, in this remote mortal village, Xu Zimo actually saw the exterminated people.

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The wings growing from the back of Immortal Master Guanlan are very huge.

It was a pair of black wings covered with blood red lines.

The wings seemed to be an organ of his body.

At this moment, with the appearance of wings, Immortal Master Guanlan's speed became extremely fast.

It is more than five times the original.

"It seems that you know quite a lot," said Immortal Master Guanlan, narrowing her eyes slightly.

After all, the Yin Clan has disappeared in the Yuanyang Continent for several ages.

Many people have forgotten them, and many people have never even heard of this ethnic group.

There are thousands of races in the world, and it is really difficult for people to remember this ethnic group that has never had a great emperor and has always been tepid.

"I'm getting more and more interested in your affairs here," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"This is a quagmire, the more you know, the sooner you will die," Immortal Master Guanlan replied flatly.

He was flying in the sky, and at this moment, he was surrounded by light blue aura.

The possession rushed down from above.

"You still don't give up," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.

"Ants are ants."

He pulled out Baying, using the sword drawing technique that he hadn't used for a long time.

A brilliant knife light burst out from in front of him.

No matter how this knife drawing technique is used, it only highlights one word.

"quick!"

When the lights of the sword appeared in front of Xu Zimo.

The two pairs of wings behind Immortal Master Guanlan broke off in an instant.

Because the sword light is too fast.

Until Immortal Master Guanlan fell to the ground and paused slightly.

He just felt the heart-piercing pain numbly coming from his whole body.

He hugged his back and yelled in pain.

Blood came from the broken wing behind him like a fountain.

Xu Zimo knew that this would not kill the other party.

Yinzu's wings are a special part of the body, and they can grow back after they are gone.

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"I'm very curious about what your Yin clan is planning?" Xu Zimo walked forward slowly.

Putting it on Immortal Master Guanlan's nose, Ba Ying asked softly.

"If you want to kill, just kill, how can there be so much nonsense," Immortal Master Guanlan replied lightly.

"If you wanted to die, you would have committed suicide a long time ago. Why are you talking nonsense with me here?" Xu Zimo chuckled.

The three men in black who wanted to kill him last night should all be sent by the Yin tribe.

When they committed suicide, large areas of their bodies decayed, and Xu Zimo had no time to stop them.

Obviously, Immortal Master Guanlan didn't want to die.

"Mr. Xu, be merciful."

At this moment, an old man came out hurriedly from the outside.

The old man was dressed in a green robe and was a little short in stature.

The short hair on the temples has also turned gray.

It looks like a candle that is about to go out, a little dying.

"Village Chief Shao," the villagers watching the battle hurriedly greeted the old man.

This old man is the head of Luohe Village.

"What?" Xu Zimo sized up the old man and asked.

"This man can't be killed," Village Chief Shao replied hastily.

"He is a member of the Guanlan sect, if he died in our Luohe village.

This Guanlan faction will vent all its anger on our village. "

Hearing the old man's words, Xu Zimo smiled and said, "How long will the village chief plan to keep it from me?

You are also a member of the hidden race! "

"I've never heard of the hidden race or not," Village Chief Shao said, shaking his head.

"Really?" Xu Zimo smiled and slapped him directly.

The old man didn't dodge or dodge, and took Xu Zimo's palm forcibly.

The body flew upside down and hit the courtyard wall heavily.

A little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding villagers who watched the excitement all became angry.

One by one asked: "What are you doing?

We kindly took you in the village, don't you think you can't avenge your kindness? "

"Brother," Gu Muyu looked at Xu Zimo worriedly.

"You can really act," Xu Zimo ignored the shouting villagers.

These villagers also knew how powerful Xu Zimo was, but they just talked about it and didn't dare to do it themselves.

He glanced at the old man who barely stood up.

He said with serious eyes: "If you continue to pretend, then I can only kill him."

Seeing that Xu Zimo did not waver at all, Village Chief Shao remained silent for a while.

He said to the surrounding villagers: "You all go out, I will talk to him alone."

Despite some discontent in their hearts, the villagers withdrew.

Before leaving, Gu Muyu looked at Xu Zimo worriedly with her big fairy-like eyes.

After all the villagers had left, Village Chief Shao smiled lightly.

Looking at Xu Zimo with interest, he asked, "How did you find out?"

"What did you find?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I'm from the hidden race."

"You are of the same race, the blood in your body is similar, I can sense it," Xu Zimo replied lightly.

"It's a pity that you know too much," Village Chief Shao sighed softly.

The power of the divine veins around him suddenly exploded, and his big hand grabbed Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo also reacted instantly, and retreated quickly.

He didn't bother to remove the ink, and directly summoned Chaos.

When the power of the peak of the Chaos Divine Vein Realm was raging, Village Chief Shao's expression finally changed drastically.

He stared at Chaos firmly, and said word by word: "The pulse beast!"

"I think, now we should have a good talk," Xu Zimo replied lightly.

"What do you want to talk about?" Village Chief Shao was silent for a while, and finally asked.

"The reason why you hermits live here," Xu Zimo asked.

"We offended some powerful enemies back then, and were later exterminated by powerful enemies. Under the cover of our ancestors, we escaped."

Village head Shao said slowly, "I finally came here to start a village, and I'm still alive."

"Then why did you send people to kill me?" Xu Zimo continued to ask.

"Let me answer this question!"

A soft sigh came from the nearby hut, and Gu Muzhu walked out slowly with a cane.

"Yiran," Village Chief Shao murmured.

Xu Zimo looked at Gu's mother, did not speak, and waited quietly for the other party's answer.

He had known for a long time that this Gu mother was not a simple person.

After Gu's mother told a story, Xu Zimo finally understood.

After the hermit race tens of thousands of years ago was destroyed in front of a powerful enemy.

In order to avoid being chased and killed by powerful enemies, this group of remaining clansmen finally chose to live in seclusion in this remote place.