Villain: Invincible at the beginning, I just want to be defeated

"Did you hear that?" said

two street vendors on the street.

"What's going on?"

"Recently, an immortal appeared who was eradicating evil cultivators, and he had already killed many evil cultivators and saved many people.

"You mean the immortal in the blue and white gradient armor?"

"Yes, you've seen it?" "

I met it last time. "

What did you really encounter!"

"That had to start a few days ago." "

That day....."

.....

The oil vendor finished his day's work and started running home.

Since the sun had set, there were no pedestrians on the road for a long time.

But at this moment, a figure seemed to appear in front of the vendor.

The man was dressed in blood-red clothes, and with the surrounding scene, he looked very eerie and terrifying.

The peddler just glanced at it, felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and walked around the other party decisively.

But for some reason, after walking a few steps, I felt that my feet were weak and I fell asleep.

As soon as I woke up, the smell of blood around me was very high, and I felt sick like a brain.

The peddler almost threw up, but found himself unable to move and restrained by something.

It's just that I can't see my fingers in this environment, and I can't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a conversation between the two not far away:

"How many did you bring back?"

"More than a dozen, I don't know what kind of immortal has appeared now, so I can't get it." "

It's okay, let's start the human sacrifice later."

"With such a few people, it is estimated that I can only get it for a while, and I have to look for it again when I run out."

"Let's use it first. The

conversation ended, but the footsteps got closer and closer to the vendor, and the vendor closed his eyes nervously.

Soon after, a scream of pain was heard from next door, and the sound of knives scraping meat.

The peddler was nervous and closed his eyes tightly, but because he was too nervous, his eyes were too closed, and the clear-eyed person pretended to be asleep at first glance.

Sweat continued to slide down his forehead, accompanied by the sound of wails and dripping water in the cave, and the beating of his heart as if he had stopped and stopped.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the wails were like nightmares that couldn't be dispelled, surrounding his ears.

The hawker was nervous and even subconsciously swallowed his saliva and made a slight swallowing sound.

Suddenly, footsteps approached quickly, as if they were coming towards him.

The peddler kept praying to the gods in his heart, even the ancient legendary Pangu god.

The footsteps stopped, and the knives slashed through the air with a burst of swords.

Suddenly, a wail was heard.

The peddler's heart stopped for a moment, and even his breathing was still, like a dead man.

"This man didn't faint. A

voice came from the vendor's right.

"How's your heart going?" Suddenly

, another voice came from the left.

"Almost, just two.

"I'm only one short of one. As

the penultimate person was gouged out of his heart, the footsteps grew louder to the peddler's ears.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect or if it really became bigger, but he felt that that time was really tormenting, and his life was like a countdown, and he began to count down.

The marquee appeared in front of him, and he recalled his second uncle, Xiaohua at the village gate, and the widow Wang who he had always had a crush on.

I have to say that although this widow killed her husband, she grew up well, and if she survived this time, he would definitely marry the widow of the king.

Holding the knife seemed to reflect on his eyelids, and he felt a slight brightness in his eyes.

Maybe I saw heaven, or maybe I was hallucinating before I died.

Suddenly, the knife slipped from the air, and there was a clattering sound.

"Ah!"

shouted the peddler, his eyes closed.

After a long time, I didn't feel anything.

Could it be that I am already dead

? The peddler wondered, is death so painless

? Why is the man afraid of death?

The peddler opened his eyes in disbelief.

I found that although I was still lying down, I was able to move, and I stood up slowly, and my feet were still a little soft.

He took a few symbolic steps forward, and it was pitch black, and the vendors were nothing.

I just suddenly felt as if I had stepped on something soft under my feet.

The peddler bent down and leaned over to touch it.

It looks like a person from the feel, the residual temperature has not dissipated, young is good, and I fell asleep as soon as I fell to the ground.

Isn't it just a person? What's all the fuss?

The peddler took a few steps forward, seemed to react, screamed, and ran to the faint light ahead.

ran out of the hole, but saw a girl picking flowers, pure and lovely, out of the mud and not stained, people look at it full of protection, do not want her to be a little worldly pollution.

"Girl, run, there are evil cultivators here, killing people, and many people have died here. The

peddler seemed nervous and incoherent, but he tried his best to persuade the girl to stay away from this land of right and wrong.

Miao Rouxue covered her mouth and smiled, and said sweetly:

"It's okay anymore, the immortals have come."

Miao Rouxue said, looking behind the vendor.

It's as if there is someone behind him.

The peddler looked behind him curiously, but there was nothing.

He turned around with a sleepy face, wanting to ask what was there, but found that the girl in front of him had already left.

After that, he also went home, but this incident still haunted his mind and could not be forgotten for a long time.

....

"So, you suspect that the girl you see is an immortal?" asked

another vendor with a look of incredulity.

"It's not suspicion, I think it's just that the girl looks like a fairy, so people can't have any evil thoughts about her, isn't this an immortal?" said

the oil vendor, reprinting in his mind the scene of the first time he saw the girl.

"You just blow it, I think it's your hallucination, the immortal should be white-haired, holding the dust, driving the auspicious clouds, and the crane is with him.

Obviously, the tofu-brained peddler didn't believe it, and directly rejected his opinion, and then asked curiously:

"Don't talk about this yet, didn't you say that you went to find the widow Wang while you were alive?"

The

hawker's face was in turmoil, but he didn't expect the widow Wang next door to agree.

This is a fortunate thing, I was saved by the immortals, and I married the girl I liked, and I was a winner in life.

"The boss settles the bill.

Miao Rouxue took out a few copper coins, put them on the table, and left.

"Okay. The

tofu brain vendor walked over, retrieved the bowl, and cleaned the table.

Then he turned around and saw the oil vendor, staring at the front in disbelief, his mouth closed in surprise.

"What are you doing here?"

the tofu brain peddler didn't understand, no, wasn't he just with the widow Wang? This is a stroke? Is the widow so fragrant?

Immortals!".