Quanmin Yuling: So I Am A Big Villain

"Throne, your servant who returned home some time ago has come back and is now asking for an audience outside. Would you like to have an interview?"

Hearing the voice from outside, Yan Martial King's expression changed suddenly.

What is he afraid of now? One is that weird future person, and the other is the closest person in the previous life. Obviously, the first few were killed by him, and those who were thrown out were thrown out. Why did they reappear now? Got one?

Yan Martial King's expression kept changing. He was the last person he wanted to see, but he couldn't find a reason for not seeing him for a while. After all, he was a servant. Isn't it strange that a master doesn't want to own a servant for no reason? ?

"Damn it, how could such a problem arise at such a time!"

"No, it's fine, but we must find a way to drive this servant away as soon as possible!" Yan Martial King pondered for a while, and finally an idea came to his mind.

Then, said in a deep voice, "Let him in."

"Yes, Throne!"

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with gray beard and hair, but with an extraordinary imposing manner walked in, and bowed as soon as he entered, "Master, the villain is back."

Looking at the person coming, Yan Martial King's eyes softened a little, he could feel that this was an ordinary person in front of him, ordinary people are good, ordinary people are easier to deal with.

Glancing at the so-called close servant, Yan Martial King stopped paying attention to him, and began to fiddle with the seedlings in the field. A truth that he realized recently is to talk less and let these guys realize it by themselves. Probably less.

Without a reply from the Martial King, the servant kept bowing his body. As time passed, the servant's body began to tremble and his face turned pale. It was not because of discomfort, but because of panic, thinking that he had done something wrong To offend his master unhappy.

After a while, the servant finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said: "Master, it's a small mistake, please forgive me."

Yan Martial King was still fiddling with the seedlings. Hearing this, he replied lightly: "What's wrong?"

The servant was stunned, who knew what was wrong? I couldn't answer anything for a while.

At this time, Yan Martial King snorted coldly: "Get out, don't come back without my order!"

This is Yan Martial King's plan, the tricks he learned from his girlfriend in the previous life, whoever is right and who is wrong, first take the blame and take the opportunity to go crazy!

The servant's face turned pale for an instant, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything. The servant naturally knew that his master was right.

"Master, the little one is leaving first, master, please take care of yourself."

As he spoke, he bowed and stepped back, listening to the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther behind, a gleam of joy appeared on the corner of Yan Martial King's mouth.

But at this moment, the servant behind him suddenly exclaimed: "No, master, why did your rice planting technique change, and also, the master's favorite tea set has become like this."

"No, no, you are not the master, what are you..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge magical palm manifested out of thin air, and it fell with a bang, directly blasting the servant on the spot.

The huge movement caught the attention of the guards outside: "Throne, what happened?"

Yan Martial King said indifferently: "This guy is a fake assassin, come here, deal with it."

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In the quiet study, Mr. Zhai was sitting on a seat while looking at the big smoke, while quietly looking at a light curtain. The scene above the light curtain was impressively everything that happened in the thatched cottage.

After a while, a figure manifested beside him, it was Lu Changqing, and as soon as he appeared, Lu Changqing said: "Senior's substitute death method is really extraordinary, it can actually create a substitute that is almost the same as the main body , Just now I thought I almost really died."

The servant just now was obviously pretending to be him. It is very difficult to meet the Yan Martial King normally, so he could only think of a trick to confuse the servant, and went to meet him as a servant. Lu Changqing is very satisfied.

Mr. Zhai didn't say anything, he was still smoking quietly, but the burning speed of the shredded tobacco could be clearly seen.

After a while, Mr. Zhai murmured with a complicated expression: "Eighty years, that old ghost has been proving the Tao and becoming king for eighty years. How many tribulations have we gone through together, which time he didn't do it with the attitude of being arrogant. , and finally defeat the opponent head-on!"

"He can't be regarded as a purely good man, but he is definitely a hero. He fights the world with unparalleled arrogance and no fear of any opponent. Even the king and giant can't let him bow his head."

"But it's such an old guy who would be subjected to such a shameful method, it's simply...hateful!!!!"

boom! ! ! !

A killing intent far beyond Lu Changqing's imagination suddenly rose into the sky, the ground was collapsing, and the void began to distort faintly, as if it could not bear this force!

bang bang bang...

All the objects around began to be destroyed, not destroyed, but directly destroyed into dust by a mighty force, everything except Lu Changqing began to be destroyed.

"Senior, don't worry, the ancestor may... still have hope of being rescued."

All the power dissipated in an instant, Zhai Lao turned his head and stared at Lu Changqing like lightning: "You just said... the ancestor?"

Lu Changqing smiled slightly and nodded: "That's right, ancestor, presumably the senior should be able to understand why I know so many secrets about the Lu family and even the senior."

"Because, that was you, senior, who told me personally..."

Mr. Zhai took a deep breath and murmured: "No wonder, no wonder you know my old man's secrets clearly, no wonder you know so clearly about many things about the Lu family even though you are not from the Lu family."

"Against the flow of time... the pursuit of the supreme giant in his life actually exists."

Mr. Zhai did not doubt Lu Changqing. He is a spirit body. Although he can't read people's hearts, he can perceive the good and evil of the other party under certain circumstances. And again, he broke some taboos again and again, and he just kept warning, but he didn't slap the other party to death.

Now, what he feels from Lu Changqing is that there is no kindness from Impurities.

In addition, it is true that no one else knows those secrets except himself. This is the most incredible and the only correct solution.

Putting all the thoughts in his mind out of his head for the time being, Mr. Zhai looked at Lu Changqing with burning eyes: "You said just now, that old ghost can still be saved?"

Lu Changqing nodded, then shook his head again: "Although it is difficult, there is a chance, but it needs the full help of the senior!"

"Okay, as long as I can save that old ghost, I will definitely help you with all my strength!"

After getting the answer, Lu Changqing didn't have much joy on his face, but instead became more serious. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the reminder he saw when he met the ancestor just now.

Hint: Yan Martial King (replaced) (Advanced King/Strength Seal)

Tip: This is a king who was noticed by an unknowable existence. Under some unknown force, a unique soul replaced the consciousness of this king. When the original soul consciousness was completely swallowed, this statue King Feng will fall completely, and his fate will go to the unknown (current progress of being swallowed: 45%).

Rescue method: obliterate the soul that is used as a cover, and liberate the original flame Martial King consciousness!

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