The Great Villain System of Fantasy

Yi Shui’s cold face was as deep as water, his heart trembled slightly, he already had a premonition of something…

He walked toward the inside of the mountain gate and walked into Nan Wuzong, the place he had grown up with and was most familiar with.

Then he saw hell.

Corpse.

Corpses everywhere.

The corpse of the disciple of the Nan Wu Sect was lying densely on the ground.

Yi Shui looked at this scene in a daze, his heart aching like a knife.

No!

Yi Shuihan seemed to have been drained of his spiritual qi in an instant, and his whole person trembled slightly.

He trembled and walked forward, like a walking corpse!

He’s dead.

All dead.

The entire Nan Wu Sect was wiped out!

Yi Shuihan saw the corpse of Elder Song, who was the kindest and kindest in ordinary days, his eyes were like brass bells, and there was still a trace of anger.

It seems that he still wants to fight with the enemy who has come to attack, but unfortunately he has been shattered by his heart.

……

Yi Shuihan saw the corpse of the little master and disciple who was extremely timid in his daily life, the little master who could be frightened by a bug.

The little master’s still slightly green face still had the color of perseverance, and it seemed that he had fought with the enemy to the last moment.

……

As he continued to move forward, he saw the bodies of several sisters and sisters who had a crush on him.

They also thought that their feelings were hidden deeply, but they didn’t know that it was already an open secret of the entire Nan Wu Sect and was rumored to be a joke.

But now, these young girls who should have bloomed like flowers have now become a cold corpse and fell to the ground.

His eyes were straight and straight at the sky, as if he was questioning the injustice of heaven.

……

He also saw the master brother, Nan Wuzong master brother Wu Tianlang, a man who had always been at odds with himself, but his face was cold and warm.

Master Brother Wu Tianlang has always regarded himself as an opponent for the suzerainty position, competing with himself at every turn.

But when he was questioned by everyone, he resolutely supported himself.

Afterwards, in the face of Yi Shuihan’s thanks, he only said with a plain face that he was only for Nan Wuzong.

Wu Tianlang’s death was extremely tragic, his chest was torn open, his heart was taken out, and he obviously suffered unimaginable torture before he died.

Seeing Wu Tianlang’s body, Yi Shuihan couldn’t bear it any longer and cried bitterly!

Why, why is God so cruel to me!

In the last life, I experienced the pain of extinction, and in this life I still experienced all this!

Born again, he originally wanted to lead Nan Wuzong to escape the fate of extinction!

Originally, I wanted to lead the rise of Nan Wuzong and stand at the top of the Eastern Wilderness!

However, Nan Wuzong was still exterminated! Even earlier than the previous life!

So what is the meaning of my rebirth! Then what is the point of my rebirth!

I wanted to be reborn in one life, so I could make up for the regrets of the previous life, but I didn’t expect this life, but I went through it again!

How cruel!

Yi Shui was mad and roared up to the sky.

Suddenly, the figure of a woman floated through his mind, and Yi Shuihan’s eyes became clear again.

Zi Qing…

Yi Shuihan quickly flew towards the Sect Lord’s Peak, and Zi Qing was the daughter of the Sect Lord, who was living on the Sect Lord’s Peak.

At the Patriarch Peak, the originally magnificent palace was now in ruins, and there were still many corpses of the Southern Sect Strongmen lying on the ground.

Obviously, there has been a terrible battle before.

Yi Shuihan looked into the depths of the palace, and suddenly on the ground, he found a middle-aged man in a Chinese robe unconscious on the ground, dying.

Yi Shui’s pupils shrank slightly, uncle…

That middle-aged man was none other than the Southern Wu Sect Lord, Bai Nanxi.

Yi Shuihan quickly flew to Bai Nanxi, and true qi was injected into Bai Nanxi’s body, protecting his heart pulse.

After a long time, Bo Nanxi groaned softly and woke up.

Bai Nanxi saw Yi Shuihan beside him and revealed a hint of excitement: “Shui Han, you are still alive, they are looking for you!” Come on! ”

Yi Shuihan looked at Bai Nanxi, left tears and cried, “Uncle, I am tired of Nan Wuzong.” ”

Bai Nanxi sighed quietly, “Don’t blame yourself, child, if it weren’t for you, my Nan Wu Sect would have been destroyed long ago.” ”

Yi Shuihan shook his head, his eyes showed hatred, and said, “Uncle, who is it, who destroyed my Nan Wuzong!” ”

Bai Nanxi said hatefully, “Xuan Tianzong, is a member of Xuan Tianzong, they forced you to ask about your whereabouts, we don’t say anything, then we will destroy my Nan Wu Sect!” ”

Hearing this, Yi Shui’s cold breath suddenly exploded, full of violent anger!

Xuantian Sect!

Sure enough, it was Xuan Tianzong!

Bai Nanxi suddenly thought of something, grabbed Yi Shuihan’s hand tightly, and excitedly said, “They also captured Ziqing!” Cold water, save Ziqing! ”

Yi Shuihanhu had tears in his eyes, nodded fiercely, and said in a deep voice, “Uncle, you can rest assured, I will definitely rescue Ziqing!” ”

Then he trembled and said, “Uncle, you should heal your wounds first…”

Bai Nanxi smiled hard and smiled, “My heart pulse has been shattered, I am not successful…”

“Water cold, no perfect grasp do not act rashly, Ziqing is my child… You are also my child… Hello and protect yourself…”

Yi Shuihan cried and could not speak.

Just when he injected true qi into Bai Nanxi, Yi Shuihan sensed that Bai Nanxi’s heart pulse had been shattered by people, and his vitality was completely cut off.

It was only because he was a strong person in the Divine Stage Realm and had cultivated deeply, that he was not completely dead.

Now, it was a candle in the wind, and there was no hope.

Bai Nanxi’s eyes began to gradually disintegrate, and he murmured, “The Nan Wu Sect has been passed down for thirty-six generations, and now the Dao system is cut off from my hands… Nan Xi ashamed to the patriarch…”

Then, swallowing the last breath, the hand was gone…

Yi Shuihan hugged Bai Nanxi’s gradually cold corpse and let out a roar of pain.

His heart was like a knife, and his most respected uncle died before himself.

The woman he loved the most was also taken captive.

The sect that raised him was also destroyed!

Qin Ting…

Yi Shui bit these two words coldly.

In the red eyes, there is endless hatred!