I Thought He Is the Villain Chapter 7

The silhouettes in the dust gradually became clear. They appeared like the bright moon and the gentle breeze. They were elegant when they raised their sleeves, and polite when they covered their lips. Then... they began to cough violently.

Xiao Yu: "Cough cough cough cough------"

Jun asked: "Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem ------"

Max: "......"

This morning, we received more guests than in the past month. All of them looked handsome and impressive. The innkeeper was smart and knew that some important people had come. He happily led the servants to sweep the street in front of the door, leaving no corner untouched. Soon, he swept up a pile of dust like a small mountain at the door.

Xiao Yu came here with his junior fellow apprentice on a sword. As luck would have it, they landed steadily on a pile of dust, experiencing the feeling of being covered in dirt.

Caught off guard.

Xiaojun was coughing so hard that tears were about to come out, and he used the Dust Removal Technique to clear all the dust off their bodies and the dirt on the ground.

Then Max saw the brother with a voice as loud as a bell just now rushing over crying and wailing.

"Big Brother! Little Brother! You are finally here. When you were not here, they ganged up to bully me!"

Xiao Yu and Xiao Junwen remained calm and moved two steps to the side in tacit understanding. Mu Fengyang missed his target and fell flat on his face.

Mu Fengyang didn't dare to get angry. He stood up angrily, straightened his clothes, and bowed politely while holding his sword, "Big Brother, Little Brother."

Xiao Yu coughed lightly and said politely, "Junior Brother Mu."

He glanced at the Liu Yue sword in Mu Fengyang's arms and was slightly surprised, but he didn't ask much and took Xiaojun into the backyard of the inn.

There is a pond in the courtyard, with a couple of lotus flowers planted on it. A few of them are in bloom, adding a few touches of bright red to the green. The pond is so pleasing to the eye that anyone who sees it would want to take a second look.

Xiao Yu's gaze turned slightly, but what he looked at was not the flowers in the water, but the people beside the pool.

This man was born with an extremely handsome appearance, a bright and elegant demeanor, and an extraordinary bearing. Many people in the immortal world boasted of their stunning looks, but when they saw this man, they would probably feel ashamed of themselves.

But he is not an immortal. There is a hint of illness between his brows, and he has no spiritual power. He must be just an ordinary person in the human world.

"Big Brother." Jun Wen tugged at his sleeve, and Xiao Yu came back to his senses, realizing that he had been impolite.

The man was looking at him with bright eyes.

Xiao Yu bowed and said, "I'm sorry for the offense."

Max said with a smile: "It's okay, is the Immortal also a disciple of the Liuyang Sword Sect?"

Xiao Yu: "My name is Xiao Yu, and I am a disciple of Yingshan Sword Sect."

Max nodded, "The sword is good."

Xiao Yu smiled slightly and took Jun Wen straight upstairs.

When Zhao Huaishan and others saw Xiao Yu coming, they had already gone downstairs happily to greet him, and they just happened to bump into him at this moment.

"Junior Brother Xiao, Jun Wen, Junior Brother, why are you here?"

Xiao Yu: "Jun Wen and I finished our mission in Langcheng. We noticed a strong demonic energy vibrating here, so we came here."

Chu Shaoxuan: "On the way? It's not on the way back to Yingshan Sword Sect from here, right?"

Zhao Wenruo gave him a slap on the face, "You're stupid, Senior Brother Xiao must be on his way to Nancangzhou!"

Chu Shaoxuan covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, you may not be able to get married if you are so violent."

"you!"

Zhao Wenruo was about to hit him, but Chu Shaoxuan cleverly ran away and hid behind someone. When he found that no one was following him, he took a sneak peek and saw that his senior sister was standing obediently beside his senior brother who was talking to Xiao Yu. Chu Shaoxuan was greatly shocked and muttered, "Strange, why is her face red again? It's not even hot today..."

"Little brother, can you let me go?" A strange voice sounded close to his ears. Chu Shaoxuan was stunned and suddenly let go of his hand.

"Sorry, sorry..." He saw that the man's clothes were wrinkled by him, and reached out to smooth them out, but he didn't know what material the clothes were made of, and he couldn't smooth them out no matter what he did.

"This..." He looked at the clothes, then at the good-tempered beauty in front of him, and said awkwardly: "How about I use some magic to smooth it out for you?"

The beauty smiled very good-naturedly, "No need, what's your name?"

He answered: "Chu Shaoxuan. Oh, Lingyun Pavilion Chu Shaoxuan! What's your name?"

"Lingyun Pavilion..." The beauty pondered for a moment and said to herself: "I have never heard of it..."

Chu Shaoxuan: "......"

After all, their Lingyun Pavilion is a big immortal sect!

Max saw that he looked unhappy, so he smiled and said, "Don't mind me. I am bedridden and rarely care about worldly affairs. I only heard about Yingshan Sword Sect recently. My last name is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Xuan."

Chu Shaoxuan was very surprised, "Then you have never heard of Xiao Yu's name?"

Max: "Today, I heard it for the first time."

Chu Shaoxuan uttered an "oh" in confusion, wondering how remote the sect must be to have never heard of Xiao Yu's name. Could it be that there are only three half-baked people in the sect?

Thinking of Jake, he said, "Your junior brother is upstairs teaching the three outer disciples of the Liuyang Sword Sect immortal knowledge, why don't you go up and take a look?"

Max glanced upstairs and said, "No hurry, can you tell me about your Senior Brother Xiao first?"

"Senior Brother Xiao is a genius. He practiced swordplay at the age of five. He practiced diligently, regardless of winter or summer. At the age of fifteen, he could summon sword spirits. Summoning sword spirits, fifteen years old! Do you know what this means? Outside, those who have more seniority than others will call him Immortal Lord!"

Max was thoughtful, "So that's how it is..."

Although I don’t understand what level Chu Shaoxuan means by summoning a sword spirit at the age of fifteen, but he is gifted, hardworking, determined, and upright. These conditions can be considered the configuration of a protagonist, so this Xiao Yu may really be the protagonist of this book?

In this sense, he was quite lucky, as it was worth it for him to risk exposing himself to lure the Immortal Sect out.

Chu Shaoxuan saw him in deep thought and thought he was shocked, so he added fuel to the fire, "And Jun Wen should not be underestimated."

Max was stunned: "Who?"

Chu Shaoxuan: "Jun Wen is the child that Senior Brother Xiao brought up. Immortal Master Yuan Qing once said that if someone could surpass Senior Brother Xiao one day, that person would definitely be Jun Wen."

Jun Wen seemed to have noticed something and looked towards them.

He is like a little adult, with a maturity and seriousness that ordinary children do not possess.

Max's mouth twitched. "He is also gifted, hardworking, determined, and upright?"

Chu Shaoxuan: "Of course!"

Max: "......"

It's not like this situation has never happened before, as it involves traveling back to the protagonist's childhood, so...he has attracted two candidates for the male lead at once?

Max was a little confused, "How many people are there like this?"

Chu Shaoxuan asked curiously, "Not much. Are you the cow dung on the street?"

This metaphor...is also absolutely perfect.

Max: "......That's good."

Good? Why?

Chu Shaoxuan wanted to continue popularizing science, but he turned around and left, "Hey, where are you going?"

Max left behind only a resentful back figure, and his voice drifted over faintly, "Alas, I feel sorry for my junior brother. He is dumb but kind-hearted. He has no complaints when he is ordered to do dirty and heavy work. Don't accuse me of being stingy. I am not such a petty person. I just can't bear to see my junior brother suffer a loss."

Chu Shaoxuan: "?"

Chu Shaoxuan was stunned.

Can someone tell him which job is dirtier and more tiring: gaining immortal knowledge or killing monsters? !

Also, the dumb-mouthed but kind-hearted junior you mentioned is the one who made someone cry and look for support with just three sentences, right? ?

Suddenly there was a movement in the west, and everyone's faces changed.

Zhao Huaishan: "Oh no! They are running away!"

Xiao Yu: "The water-eating vines are numerous and have strong regeneration abilities, but they are inconvenient to move on land. We will split into three groups to intercept them and meet up at the inn at night. Remember, we must not let them escape into the sea."

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Jake tried several times, but found that the spiritual consciousness of the three Liu Yang disciples seemed to be locked and could not be pried open at all.

He was just lost in thought when he suddenly heard a burst of mournful and sad music.

I don't know when a person sat on the windowsill, with an erhu on his legs. He was playing the instrument with his eyes closed, looking sad and panic-stricken, as if he was at a funeral.

Jake's mouth twitched, "Stop it, they're not dead yet."

Max stopped and said, "How do you know? Maybe the immortal consciousness has been scared away by now."

After these words were spoken, both of them were silent for a moment.

"Locking up your own immortal consciousness?" Jake suddenly had an idea. On the windowsill, Max was looking at him with a smile against the light. It was obvious that he had a plan in mind.

If they locked up their immortal consciousness, then it would be difficult to get through, just like a door locked from the inside. It would take a lot of effort for others to open it from the outside. This is a way to protect themselves, but it is rarely used by monks because it will cause endless troubles. Once no one can unlock it, they will be lost in the predicament forever.

Max tilted his head: "Do you want to listen again, Che?"

Jake said calmly: "Why bother asking me? It's your own business whether to save them or not. Besides, if you don't do anything, I have ways to wake them up by force."

Max said sadly: "You hurt me, little immortal, why are you so heartless?"

After that, he smiled again and whispered, "I really just want to tell you."

The music started again.

Different from the previous one, the music this time was lingering and sad. From the music, Jake seemed to see mountains full of flying flowers and gurgling streams behind him.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her fingers curled and stretched.

crazy.

He must be crazy to think that Max is... gentle.

It must be because the sun is too bright today, it must be because he hasn’t felt such warmth for a long time, it must be.

He closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and released a wisp of immortal consciousness that intertwined with Max's demonic energy and drilled into disciple Liu Yang's brow.

Not taking out his anger on him was already his bottom line. Even if "he" wasn't a demon, he was still wearing the skin of a demon. He couldn't possibly like him, let alone have a closer relationship with him...

Absolutely not.

In the evening, Disciple Liu Yang woke up.

However, they were too weak and only confessed that they had locked themselves up because they were too scared before fainting again.

Before passing out, Jake asked them how many monsters there were.

"Many... a lot, a huge number..." The three disciples recalled with fear on their faces, "Even if the entire sect came, we couldn't kill them all..."

Jake lowered his eyes and thought, then he heard Max ask him: "You have only been in Demon Realm for five years. Did you know Xiao Yu from your hometown before?"

Jake shook his head, "You don't have to worry about the people from Yingshan Sword Sect recognizing me."

Max raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Logically speaking, among the young disciples of Yingshan Sword Sect, at least some of them must know him.

Jake did not answer him.

Max didn't want to get himself into trouble. He watched the golden crow setting in the west and the night spreading. He gathered a large ball of demonic energy in his hand and smashed it into the sky.

boom------

A white light suddenly flashed for a moment. Max covered his eyes for a while and saw Jake standing in front of him with a livid face.

He forcibly stopped the evil energy.

"What are you doing?"

Max laughed, "I am a demon, how can I not cause trouble?"

Jake said firmly: "You want to lure all the monsters to the inn."

Max was surprised that he had guessed it right. "Yes, so what? Are you planning to stop me?"

Jake looked at him as if he was a stranger. He pursed his lips and stared at him for a long time without saying a word.

"No," he released pure silver-white spiritual power from his hands, slowly winding between the two of them, "My spiritual power will wrap up your evil spirit, so they won't find out you're here."

Max was silent for a moment, "Are you sure?"

Jake nodded, and fearing that he would be exposed, he released more spiritual energy. Seeing his meaningful look, he frowned and said, "What's the problem?"

"No, nothing, I'm fine."