I'm Really a Villain!

Xu Zimo walked through the gate and entered the square market, only to find that the situation here was more prosperous than he had imagined.

There are various shops on both sides. These shops are basically buying and selling items, and there are very few restaurants.

Moreover, on the two sides of the wide road, there were also many people standing next to each other and setting up small stalls on the ground.

"Guest officer, pass by and take a look, take a look.

Tianyi Jianmen's personal disciple saber, for sale at a low price! "

Xu Zimo walked all the way, on both sides of the road were all kinds of hawkers hawking.

Crowds of people coming and going are shopping in the street, a thriving scene.

He walked around the market, until it was about to get dark, and then he left the market to find a restaurant.

After this lap, nothing was found. This situation is a bit like finding a needle in a haystack.

Xu Zimo had eaten and left the restaurant in the middle of the night.

……

Xu Laosan is a beggar, and he has been begging in Bajian City for nearly ten years.

Usually, I barely survived by picking up some leftovers from others.

He is already very old, and he took in a little beggar a few years ago.

I raise him as my own son, perhaps because I am getting older, and I feel that it is good to have someone to accompany me in my later years.

The weather in summer is hot, and the little beggar fell seriously ill recently.

Seeing that he was dying, he was ill soon.

But he didn't have the money to take the little beggar to see a doctor, so he could only watch the little beggar get weaker day by day.

In the evening, the summer heat dropped a little, and a breeze began to blow through the space.

He leaned against the innermost wall of the alley in the slum area of ​​Bajian City, and fed the water from the broken bowl into the little beggar's mouth little by little.

I hope that the other party will be lucky and survive this hurdle.

At this moment, I only heard the sound of footsteps coming from not far away.

The old beggar hurriedly looked out of the alley, where the beggar rested.

Dirty and smelly, people usually avoid it, and few people come here.

He looked outside the alley and saw a young man in a purple robe slowly walking over.

The young man carried a scimitar on his back, and his eyes were domineering and deep. It was difficult for him to describe the aura of the young man.

Perhaps the high-ranking officials and nobles he has seen in his life are not as impressive as the young man in front of him.

"Are you okay?" the old beggar asked cautiously.

"Help me spread a message in the city, this spirit crystal is yours," the purple-robed youth said lightly.

At the same time as the voice fell, a transparent spirit crystal was thrown over.

The old beggar looked at the spirit crystal in his hand, still in a daze, and then reacted instantly.

He began to kowtow and prayed: "My lord, you can spread any news you want me to do.

I don't want Lingjing, I just ask you to save him. "

The old beggar pointed to the dying little beggar next to him, begging the young man.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, and glanced at the little beggar.

The breath of life from the tree of life surged in his hand, and with a wave of his right hand, the green breath of life poured into the little beggar's body.

"Old Xu, am I dying?" The little beggar slowly opened his eyes and said in confusion.

"Boy, what unlucky words are you talking about!

You can't die, we have met a nobleman, great nobleman," the old beggar laughed, obviously in a good mood.

That night, Xu Zimo visited all the places where beggars gathered in Bajian City.

Then when the sky was slightly bright, he returned to the restaurant and closed the door.

……

The sleeping Bajian City roared silently like a ferocious beast.

The sky is dawning, the purple air is rising in the east, and the sun is shining brightly.

The streets are already overcrowded, and people from all walks of life are repeating their old lives.

It seems that nothing has changed, but on this day in Bajiancheng, there are suddenly more remarks.

"Old Zhang, do you still remember the Jiang family back then?"

"Of course I remember, when the Jiang family ruled our Sword Domain, the country was safe and prosperous.

Now that the Jiang family has disappeared, and the three major forces are constantly fighting, I really miss the old life! "

"Then do you know, it seems that descendants of the Jiang family have appeared in our Bajian City.

It is said that he also received the inheritance of the Sword Immortal. "

"No way, is it true?"

"I don't know, anyway, the whole city is spreading it now, and you don't know it yet.

It is said that he lived in Fulai Restaurant, and he came back this time to worship his ancestors. "

……

People were skeptical, but such remarks spread throughout the entire city in a short period of time.

And it got worse and worse, and even radiated to other cities in the Sword Domain.

People are really impressed with the Jiang family.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is because of the Jiang family that the Sword Domain exists.

And their sudden disappearance back then has also become the biggest doubt in many people's minds.

The Excalibur Sect is located in the north of Bajian City, and their sect is built on the nearby Excalibur Mountain.

The Divine Sword Sect in Bajian City is just a branch.

At this moment, in the inner hall of the Divine Sword Sect, an old man in a gray-white robe was sitting on a chair, frowning.

As if thinking about something.

At this moment, a disciple came in and said respectfully.

"Old Jian, the sound transmission wall has responded."

"I see," the old man named Jian Lao quickly got up and walked quickly towards the sound transmission wall.

He is the person in charge of the Divine Sword Sect branch in Bajian City, and this sound transmission wall is the formation that connects with the sect.

He reported the news to Zongmen as soon as there were rumors about descendants of the Jiang family.

When he came in front of the sound transmission wall, he saw only three words written on the aura surging wall.

"Kill without mercy!"

He raised his head slightly, looked at the sky outside the window, and finally walked out of the room with a surge of spiritual energy all over his body.

Chapter 471 Three Assassinations

The same situation is not only in the Divine Sword Sect, but the other two major factions, including Tianyi Sword Sect and Wujian Sect, have similar orders.

During this day, many people wanted to visit Fulai Restaurant, but it was a pity that Xu Zimo stayed behind closed doors.

People have no choice but to force their way in.

Another day passed, and night fell.

A bright moon hangs in the sky mightily, and the stars are shining brightly tonight.

Unknown insects chirped in the dark corner.

Three figures gathered on the roof of Fulai Restaurant from different directions.

These figures were agile, and their whole bodies were shrouded in a large black robe.

They came from a distance, and the distance between steps was tens of meters.

When the three figures met on the roof of the restaurant, there seemed to be some vigilance among the three of them.

"Who are you?" Elder Jian asked first.

"Old man Jian, even if your voice turns into ashes, this old man will still recognize you," the black-robed man on the left laughed.

"So it's from Tianyi Sword Sect. When did you Tianyi Sword Sect do such sneaky things?"

"Old man Jian, don't you have such yin and yang weirdness, your Divine Sword Sect is not much better."

Hearing the bickering between the two, the man in black on the right sighed helplessly.

"The two of you should stop arguing, you have forgotten your mission."

"It seems that you Wujian faction can't sit still anymore," Jian Lao muttered.

The Wujian Sect has always claimed to be a famous and upright sect, and rarely participated in the battle between Tianyi Sword Sect and Shenjianzong.

They were also very indifferent to many things, and they didn't expect to be anxious because of the appearance of the descendants of the Jiang family this time.

"Everyone, the situation is still unclear. Is it the descendants of the Jiang family who say otherwise!"

The elder of Tianyi Sword Sect shook his head slightly and said: "Whether you are a descendant of the Jiang family or not, the order I got is that I would rather kill by mistake than let it go."

……

In the room on the third floor of Fulai Restaurant, Xu Zimo leaned against the window sill and watched the moonlight while waiting for his prey.

The candles in the room were extinguished, and it was in a dark space.

A breeze blew through the window, followed by the slight sound of the door opening.