I’m Really a Villain

Seeing the so-called elixir, Fang Jiu's expressions changed slightly, and their eyes flickered.

Originally, they did have some ideas. After bringing Xu Zimo into Tian Lun Sect, they had people catch him.

After all, it was their base camp, so they were not afraid of Xu Zimo making waves.

"Why? Don't you dare?" Xu Zimo smiled lightly.

He slowly raised the Ba Ying in his hand, and there was a faint saber intent condensing on the blade.

"Let's take it," Fang Jiu was the first to take the pill.

After the elixir entered the abdomen, apart from a slight pain, there seemed to be no other feeling.

"This elixir was brought in from outside, don't think that someone in the Red Dust Palace can save you," Xu Zimo said.

"The poisoning time is twenty-four hours, it depends on your performance."

The faces of the three of them were all very embarrassed.

There are only two ways in front of them, or be killed by Xu Zimo directly.

Either take Xu Zimo to meet Young Master Tian Xun, they dare not imagine the fate of betraying Young Master Tian Xun.

But no matter what, it's better than dying now.

"I'll take you there," Fang Jiu said.

"I'm curious, how did Mr. Tian Xun like you, a bastard?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Mr. Tian Xun's cultivation method is a bit special. In addition to absorbing aura and comprehension, he can also quickly become stronger by absorbing other people's essence," Fang Jiuyiwushishi explained.

"However, this method is against the way of heaven, and the leader is clearly forbidden in the church.

Our Tianlun Sect is not a cult, so we cannot use this method.

Mr. Tian Xun wanted to become stronger quickly, but he was afraid of being discovered by the leader, so he asked me to help him deal with it, because I am smart and know everything about the streets and alleys. "

"Can you meet your leader?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The Hierarch seldom shows up, even if Mr. Tian Xun is not summoned, he will hardly see the Hierarch," Fang Jiu replied hastily.

"Really, I didn't lie to you."

"Tell me, if Mr. Tian Xun is in danger, your leader will save you," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"It should be saved," Fang Jiu said uncertainly.

"Although the young leader often makes the leader dissatisfied, but after all, blood is thicker than water, and he is his only child."

"Then let's go," Xu Zimo said.

………

The original intention of the establishment of Tianlun Sect was probably the happiness of the family, which stood opposite to the disillusionment of the Goddess Palace.

This huge force occupies one-third of Tianlun City.

Arrays are arranged around Tianlun Sect, and there are two disciples guarding the gate in front of it.

They are all wearing blue robes. On both sides of the entrance of Tianlun Sect, there are four sculptures of different shapes, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

The huge sect is made of Xinghuo iron, in which the word Tianlun is flying like dragons and phoenixes, with iron hooks and silver paintings, which is very majestic.

Under the leadership of Fang Jiu and others, the disciples who guarded the gate knew each other, and they did not stop Xu Zimo and others.

Everyone walked into Tian Lun Sect together, and what they saw was a long corridor.

The end of this corridor can hardly be seen at a glance, and there are many pictures painted on the corridor walls on both sides.

Xu Zimo glanced at it for a few moments. This picture is all about the joy of life.

Power, money, beauty...

This is a bit like brainwashing every congregation. If you watch it too much, you will naturally not fall into the world of disillusionment.

Walking through the corridor, the sight in front of me opened up.

In the blue sky, all the birds are flying, and the white clouds are blooming.

Halls, towers, pavilions and pavilions rose from the ground.

Under the feet is a small stone road paved with white jade, and disciples coming and going on both sides walk by in twos and threes.

"Mr. Tian Xun lives in Wangtian Pavilion, I will take you there," Fang Jiu asked cautiously.

"When will you give me the antidote?"

"When I see Master Xun, I will naturally give it to you," Xu Zimo said.

Monk Dazhi followed closely behind.

The five of them were walking halfway, when suddenly a group of disciples in blue robes approached them.

The leader is also a young man, with a pale face and frivolous footsteps, which seems to be a bit of excessive indulgence.

"Hey, isn't this Fang Jiu? What did you do for your master?" the blue-robed youth laughed.

"Senior Brother Yun," Fang Jiu greeted with a smile.

"Who are they?" Tian Yun glanced at Xu Zimo and the others and asked with a frown.

"This doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Tianlun Sect."

"This is what the Young Master wants. Brother Tianyun should also take care of it," Fang Jiu asked with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

"I thought I didn't know the deals behind your back?"

Fang Yun snorted coldly: "I'm just too lazy to care."

Fang Jiu smiled and said nothing, he knew that his current status was only due to Mr. Tian Xun.

He didn't want to offend others too much.

"You all be careful, so you can take care of yourself," Fang Yun said, and turned away with a group of disciples.

It wasn't until Fang Yun left that the eagle-eyed man next to him spat hard.

He couldn't get used to it and said: "What qualifications does this guy have to teach us, what he did behind the scenes is no worse than us.

Even if you can't get used to the young leader, you can only domineering in front of us. "

"Don't waste time," Xu Zimo glanced at several people and said lightly.

Under Fang Jiu's guidance, everyone came to Wangtian Pavilion.

Wangtian Pavilion is located to the west of Tianlun Sect. It is an independent pavilion with a fairly large area.

It is relatively quiet here, and there are many fewer disciples coming and going.

When Fang Jiu brought a few people into Wangtian Pavilion, it was very quiet inside.

"Young master," Fang Jiu called out a few times.

I saw an old man coming down from the attic.

"Butler Fu, where's your son?" Fang Jiu asked hastily.

"Young Master is busy, come back in the afternoon," said Steward Fu.

"I have something urgent to see the young master, and I am very anxious," Fang Jiu glanced at Xu Zimo, and continued.

"You have to understand no matter how urgent you are, don't you understand the rules?" Butler Fu frowned and replied.

"Young Master should be practicing in the basement," Fang Jiu turned around and whispered to Xu Zimo.

"There can be no mistakes in his practice, and no one will see him at this time."

"Do you know where the basement is?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I know," Fang Jiu nodded.

Xu Zimo nodded slightly, and glanced at Monk Dazhi.

I saw the Dazhi monk shouted the name "Infinite Heavenly Venerable", supported him with his big hand, and went directly to suppress Steward Fu.

"What are you doing?" Steward Fu yelled softly, fighting with Monk Dazhi with full momentum.

Butler Fu has some skills, surrounded by blue aura, and phantoms of fierce tigers appear all over his body.

That was his life.

"Quick battle and quick decision," Xu Zimo said from the side.

Monk Dazhi let out a soft drink, and the long sword hanging from his waist was unsheathed, and the Taoist robe fluttered in the wind.

The sound of sword chanting followed, and a shocking sword intent condensed away, turning into a stream of light and flashing before his eyes.

Butler Nafu's tiger's true life was directly torn apart, and the long sword pierced through his chest.