I’m Really a Villain

"This is a good place," Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.

"Normally, few people would come here, and this is the territory of our three-eyed monster clan.

Other races don't even bother to come here," Yue Qingli said with a wry smile.

"I believe in you, one day you will lead your race to rise," Xu Zimo patted Yue Qingli on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Yue Qingli nodded heavily.

There is a layer of transparent enchantment around the Sanmu Mountain.

I saw Yue Qingli clasped his hands together, his left and right hands formed seals.

A snowflake-shaped imprint condensed out from his hand.

When the imprint fluttered over the Sanmu Mountain, the transparent barriers around seemed to be corroded.

Melted a portal.

Xu Zimo and Yue Qingli walked into the barrier with a smile.

The breeze on the mountain was blowing softly, but the two of them felt something was wrong as soon as they entered.

"Blood, very strong bloody smell."

Xu Zimo glanced at Yue Qingli and had a bad premonition in his heart.

This bloody smell is too strong, it cannot be obtained by simply killing a few people.

Besides, the two of them were standing at the foot of the mountain.

Yue Qingli glanced at Xu Zimo, and ran up the mountain in panic.

His speed is extremely fast, even a little staggering.

The more he ran up, the stronger the smell of blood became.

With the breeze blowing in front of him, Xu Zimo even saw the faint blood flowing down from the halfway up the mountain.

He felt that Yue Qingli's speed was too slow.

He simply grabbed the other party's collar by the back and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

Within a few breaths, the two of them were already close to the top of the mountain.

Xu Zimo didn't have time to look around, and what caught his eyes was a mountain of corpses.

The bloody river gathered at the top of the mountain.

A rotten, disgusting, disgusting smell entered the nostrils.

Xu Zimo watched quietly from the side.

"The three-eyed demon clan has been wiped out!"

Looking at the thousands of corpses piled up on the top of the mountain, Yue Qingli froze in place.

His mind went blank.

The three-eyed demon clan is not a huge race, and he knows most of these corpses.

At this moment, these people just fell down in front of him bloody, some of them were bloody and bloody, and their faces were beyond recognition.

He threw himself into the mountain of corpses, constantly looking for traces of his parents.

However, everything seemed a little futile.

There are too many dead bodies here.

The blood dyed Yue Qingli's whole body red.

The sky gradually darkened, and a drizzle fell from the sky.

The drizzle was a bit icy, mixed with a faint cold wind.

"They're all dead," Yue Qingli said, turning his head and looking at Xu Zimo with tears on his face.

"Can you find the murderer?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Our three-eyed monster clan has always been used to giving in and not causing trouble with others. How could we be exterminated?"

Yue Qingli shook his head and said sadly.

At this moment, he sat paralyzed in the middle of the mountain top.

Despite the cold wind and drizzle blowing over his body, the bloody smell on the top of the mountain gradually faded.

He is like a walking flesh without a soul.

Minat sat there, silent alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Zimo didn't bother him, even if anyone suffered such a big change, if he was not careful, he would completely collapse physically and mentally.

Some people can't even stand the stimulation and go crazy.

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Yue Qingli at this moment, his back looks thin and closed.

He thought of a lot, his humble but shocking ideal.

He wanted to change the fate of his entire three-eyed demon clan.

Break the world's prejudice against them.

The people in the clan have always been like a family, perhaps it is because of their weakness that they know how to unite.

He thought of many people, including his parents, his good brothers since he was a child, and the girl he had a crush on but dared not confess.

He just sat here thinking, the previous scenes were like pictures in front of his eyes, replaying in his mind.

Xu Zimo didn't expect that it would take a whole week for Yue Qing to sit here.

One morning a week later, Yue Qingli stood up weakly from the ground.

"Teacher, I'm sorry," Yue Qingli walked up to Xu Zimo in shame.

He said with a dull expression: "Maybe I won't be able to follow you in the future?"

"Why?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.

"The race is gone, and I'm not in the mood to practice anymore. I think I'll stay here from now on," Yue Qingli said flatly.

There was no expression on his face, as if the whole person had become a walking dead.

"Don't want revenge?" Xu Zimo said lightly.

"There are so many people in the Three-Eyed Monster Clan, how can you guarantee that everyone is dead?

Didn't it hide it? Don't you want to protect them? "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Yue Qingli was taken aback.

Revenge and the remaining clansmen suddenly rekindled his originally silent heart.

He was blinded by the appearance in front of him before, and didn't think about it at all.

"Can I do it?" Yue Qingli asked hesitantly.

"Your fate is in your own hands," Xu Zimo said flatly.

"I'll give you seven days to bury the remains of my own people.

As for whether to follow me or not at that time, it's all up to your own choice. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Yue Qingli finally nodded slowly.

…………

For the next seven days, Xu Zimo checked around Sanmu Mountain.

He deliberately used the Chaos Orb to travel through the long river of time to see the history of the three-eyed monster clan.

Some things were already clear to him, but he didn't tell Yue Qingli.

The timing is wrong, and the opponent is not yet capable of revenge.

During these seven days, Xu Zimo watched Yue Qingli bury the corpses of his clan members one by one.

Xu Zimo suddenly understood why Yue Qingli in his previous life grew up so fast.

In the end, he became a god-man admired by everyone.

If the trajectory of history has not changed, he did not meet Yue Qingli in Suzaku City in his previous life.

The lost boy who failed to enter Suzaku Academy returned to his clan, only to find that the entire race had been massacred.

In this series of blows and desperation, the boy finally survived, finally completed his transformation, and soared into the sky.

Of course, these are all Xu Zimo's imagination.

But the current Yue Qingli seems to have grown up suddenly in this short period of time.

Growing up is often just a momentary thing.

After seven days passed, Xu Zimo looked from the foot of Sanmu Mountain and saw more than a thousand graves, large and small.

This high mountain with infinite scenery has now become the embryonic form of a mass grave.

Yue Qingli paid homage to these graves, then turned to Xu Zimo and said.

"Teacher, let's go."

"Don't look any more?" Xu Zimo asked.

"I want to become stronger," Yue Qingli raised his head, looking at Xu Zimo with piercing eyes.