I Thought He Is the Villain Chapter 8

The Western Hills, stacked with rocks upon rocks, swallowed up the last bit of daylight at the hour of Xu. Weary birds returned to their nests and the forest fell into deathly silence. Suddenly, a rustling sound was heard, as if someone was stepping on dead branches.

"Senior Brother! Senior Sister!" Chu Shaoxuan shouted. It was pitch dark around him. He was on high alert and clenched the sword in his hand tightly.

Woo woo woo------

"Shaoxuan, get out of the way!" Zhao Huaishan shouted and swooped down from a towering tree. The shadow of a sword suddenly appeared, and a golden light flashed. The water-devouring vine that attacked Chu Shaoxuan was instantly chopped into two halves, and a pitch-black liquid gurgled from the broken part.

Chu Shaoxuan jumped back several steps in fear and let out a long sigh, "I'm so scared. Why is this thing so difficult to deal with? It's like a dog-skin plaster. It made me so dirty. Brother, have you and your sister finished killing them?"

Zhao Huaishan's face was solemn, and his body was covered with black stains. A gourd flew out from his sleeve, and he smeared the liquid in the gourd on the blade of the sword. "No, Wen Ruo and I intercepted them along the coast and found that these things had no signs of escaping into the water. They just kept running westward. Wen Ruo has already rushed to meet up with Junior Brother Xiao and the others. By the way, where is Mu Fengyang?"

Chu Shaoxuan curled his lips, "He got separated from me a long time ago."

Zhao Huaishan frowned, "Run away? This monster is not easy to deal with. He is alone and I'm afraid something has happened to him. Come with me to find him."

Chu Shaoxuan said "Oh" reluctantly.

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On the other side, Zhao Wenruo killed three water devourers in a row, and suddenly frowned and said in confusion: "Brother Xiao, the dirty things are all returning the same way."

The sticky black juice dripped slowly along the sword in Xiao Yu's hand. He stared at the sky where they came from with a heavy look in his eyes, as if thinking about something.

If I saw it correctly, an extremely strong sword light flashed there just now.

The water vines seemed to be attracted by something and rushed towards the inn like a tidal wave.

Xiao Yu flew up on his sword, like an arrow shot from a bow, with a blue light biting on the back of the sword, "Chase."

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No one noticed that in a corner behind them, an injured and forked tentacle fell off the water-eating vine and ran towards the southeast at the fastest speed in its life.

Max leaned on the railing on the third floor of the inn, looking at the overwhelming black tide and the figures flying on swords following closely behind with interest, as if he had finally found a bit of fun.

There was no light in the house. In the pitch-black night, the only lights came from a few old lanterns in the yard. Their warm yellow color made his face hidden in the flickering light and shadow, adding a bit of worldly air to his fake smile.

He must be thinking about how to cause trouble later. Jake accidentally glanced at that face and thought the worst of him.

"Don't cause any more trouble later," he warned coldly.

He was not like Chris, who believed in the results of the soul exploration. After the soul exploration, he concluded that Max had not been possessed by another body. He only believed in himself. He did not believe that anyone in the world could understand Max better than him. Max had just changed, but he guessed that a new soul had been placed in this body, but at the same time he often doubted his own inference. This contradictory and distressing point was entirely caused by this person's unpredictable style of doing things.

It was very strange. If he was still a demon, how could his temperament change so drastically? He used to be cruel and merciless, but now he repeatedly saves people. In the past, it was simply a fairy tale. But if he was not a demon, why did he want to trip up the immortal sect? Isn't it a big deal to watch the fun?

Max looked over, his eyes raised lazily, with a bit of blurry light, "Okay."

Jake was startled. He had not expected that he would agree so readily. However, when he thought of his current behavior, he snorted coldly, "Words are not enough."

Max came to him, propped up his chin, tilted his head and stared at him, with doubt in his eyes, "What else do you want me to do? How about I swear a blood oath for you?"

Jake looked at those eyes and felt uncomfortable for no reason. Before he could speak, Max laughed again, "If I swore so easily, you would think that the devil must be untrustworthy and you shouldn't waste your breath."

Jake choked and said dryly: "I'm just reminding you that it's up to you to say and do what you want."

Max blinked, raised his hands, and said slowly, "No, if you don't trust me, you can lock me up. Anyway, I can't expose my evil spirit now. In front of you, I can still be at your mercy, right?"

Jake's eyes lit up, his mind was opened, and he actually began to seriously consider the feasibility of this method.

No, it's not possible. He had finally left the Demon Realm. What if this person was trying to defraud him? If he was forced into a corner, he would reveal his identity and take him back to the Demon Realm. That would be a waste of time.

Turning his head, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the two jade-white wrists with distinct wrist bones stretched out in front of him. The lazy ending tone of Max's speech seemed to echo in his ears again.

He frowned unconsciously, not understanding why this person would pronounce the words "at your mercy" as if they were the same as "at your mercy".

The black tide outside was getting closer and closer, so he simply turned his head and ignored him, "Forget it, I can't make sense of it with you."

Max saw him smiling and frowning while thinking, and he immediately thought that this disciple was very cute, and he couldn't help wanting to tease him.

"Ah Che, how old are you this year?"

"Nineteen." After saying that, Jake paused and said casually, "Why are you asking this? Even if you don't remember me, you should remember your own age, right?"

Max also pretended to be casual and smiled, "I have a bad memory, I forgot, do you remember?"

His attitude was always half-truthful and half-false, and Jake couldn't tell whether he really forgot or was just kidding, so he just made up a random number, "Seventy-eight."

Max's expression was blank for a moment.

He confirmed: "Seventy-eight?"

So young?

Aren't people who cultivate immortality supposed to have long life spans? Normally, those who can climb to the position of Demon Lord are the best in the world and should be hundreds of years old, but he is only 78 years old. It seems that the original owner is really a genius.

Jake turned his head, looked at him with a puzzled look, and said, "Well, seventy-eight."

The lights at night were dim.

Max met his gaze and chuckled, "I didn't expect Ah Che to be able to joke. Not bad, not bad. I like it very much."

He suddenly thought of an old face - Man A'man. If he remembered correctly, Chris said that Granny Man was destined to be an emperor at the age of seven. It has been a hundred years now. If he were seventy-eight years old, he would definitely not look as young as he does now. He was almost deceived by this kid.

"Yeah, just kidding."

Even after his nonsense was exposed, Jake remained calm and Max had no idea what he was thinking.

"This joke is not funny at all."

But he was not annoyed. He looked at the water vines that had already flooded into the yard with a deep gaze, "You are the third young master of the demon clan, but you are fighting side by side with the people of the immortal sect. Don't you think it is unreasonable?"

The people around him remained silent for a long time.

Max: "?"

He tilted his head to look over, but in his peripheral vision he only saw a white shadow leaping down from his side, with white sleeves fluttering in the air, like a full, bright moon.

His profile was so thin that the lines seemed overly sharp. The oncoming wind blew away a few strands of his hair, leaving them scattered messily beside his ears.

He vaguely felt the wind blowing from his side as he flew, and a clear and pleasant smell entered his nostrils.

I was in a trance while thinking deeply, but I could clearly hear Jake's whisper in the wind.

"Max, do you think I am a fairy or a demon?"

Although he still had that chilling expression, Max saw a fleeting confusion between his brows.

Somehow, I felt inexplicably depressed.

He had never seen Jake like this before.

Jake is always cold in his dealings with others, not only to him, but also to Protector Chi who obviously cares about him, or to Mayor Bai or Xiao Yueheng. He seems to be wrapped in a layer of ice, never getting the sunshine. It's not that he is aloof. If you have to say it, it's probably an overly strong and deliberately alienated feeling.

He was on guard against everyone, and there was a thick wall between him and everyone. The thickness and hardness of this wall made it so difficult to cross that even Max, an outsider from this world, felt inferior to him.

Max's gaze passed through the railing and reached downstairs.

Jake was fighting among the tentacles. The Lianhua Sword was a light-based magic weapon. Every time the sword was drawn, an extremely beautiful sword shadow flashed in the dark night. His swordsmanship was unique and fierce. The sword was drawn quickly and went straight to the vital points with a graceful posture. Every sword could draw an extremely beautiful sword flower. Max was watching the battle from upstairs. The vague unhappiness in his heart slowly receded, and he just felt it was extremely pleasing to the eye.

He actually wanted to observe Xiao Yu and Jun Wen, the two new candidates for the male lead, but his eyes were always unconsciously attracted to his cheap apprentice. He felt guilty at first and forced himself to keep his eyes straight.

After a few times, he changed his mind and thought, the protagonist is the center of everyone's attention, and countless eyes are staring at them, but what about the cheap disciple, who only has a master with impure motives, how pitiful, he should give him more caring eyes, and then he chased Jake's figure on the field with peace of mind.

Jake was caught off guard and was attacked on the right foot by a tentacle from behind. He staggered and a blue sword light flashed at the right time. The tentacle felt pain and curled up and dispersed.

He said to Xiao Yu calmly: "Thank you."

Xiao Yu was busy responding to all the questions, but his tone remained calm as he said, "No need, Master Zhou is alone upstairs?"

Master Zhou?

Jake frowned in confusion, and when he looked up, he inadvertently met Max's eyes. His gaze was extremely focused, as if it had been following him for a long time.

He turned his eyes away extremely quickly, remembering that he had seen his mistake just now. His ears felt slightly hot and he felt a little embarrassed.

With a flash, Jake cut through more than a dozen water-eating vines in succession.

He was originally a little worried about how to stop these things from regenerating, but Zhao Huaishan threw him a bottle of potion. He smeared it on the sword and stabbed it with the sword. The water-eating vines could not heal or regenerate, making it much easier to kill them.

Max noticed his gaze and shouted from upstairs: "Ache, you are awesome!"

Jake: "......"

Jake felt that everyone in the audience was looking at him.

Originally only my ears were hot, but now my whole face is burning.

There were too many water-devouring vines, and they were outnumbered and soon surrounded.

Jake and Xiao Yu stood back to back, trying to resist the tentacles that the water-devouring vine would throw at them whenever it could.

Jake finally found an opportunity to answer his question, "He is not alone, there are disciples from the Liuyang Sword Sect upstairs."

Xiao Yu: "That's fine. He looks weak and has no spiritual power. It would be fine if someone could protect him."

Jake: "...Disciple Liu Yang should still be unconscious."

Xiao Yu was surprised and asked: "Then why did you come down? We are enough here."

Jake: "......"

Jake: "...He doesn't need protection."

Xiao Yu: "How can he not need protection? I can see that he looks very sick, he must have been bedridden for many years."

Jake: "?"

Really? How is that possible?

But even if he was pretending, it shouldn't be so real that he could fool Xiao Yu, right? Could it be that, as Max said, he had dispersed all his demonic energy in order to relieve the pain from the poison?

I didn't believe a word he said at the time, but when I think about it carefully, the few times he used magic energy, it seems that his martial arts skills were not as domineering as before.

Xiao Yu added: "Yingshan Sword Sect has divine doctors looking after us all year round. I have also learned pharmacology from them since I was a child, so I won't be wrong."

Jake remained silent as he chopped off a tentacle with its suction cups wide open and claws bared as it flew past him.

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, "What's the name of your sword?"

Jake: "Retreat from splendor."

Xiao Yu: "Lian Hua... although it is not a famous sword, it has the grace of a famous sword. They seem to be afraid of you?"

Jake's eyes were deep, and he lied calmly: "Maybe it's because he's afraid of light spells."

Xiao Yu: "Is that so..."

In fact, Jake knew in his heart that these water-devouring vines were traumatized by the beating they received last night.

Because he knew that if he summoned the true form of the Lianhua Sword, it would definitely cause a shock in the fairy world, so tonight he deliberately hid the Lianhua Sword to restrain the evil spirit's aura. He didn't expect that Shui Shiman was still so afraid of him, which made him feel troubled.

"Here it comes, here it comes..."

A hoarse and crazy voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

"who?!"

"Big Brother, there's an old lady breaking in here!"

The battle was at its most intense when a crooked old figure suddenly rushed in. She was dirty, wearing a bamboo hat, with a dull look in her eyes and making some eloquent remarks.

"Here it comes, here it comes..."

As if chanting a curse.

Mayor Bai ran after her, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Liu Sanniang! Liu Sanniang! Don't go in there! It's dangerous!"

Then there was a childish voice: "Uncle, wait for me!"

Chu Shaoxuan just shook off the tentacles wrapped around his body, spat with a gloomy face, and turned around, dumbfounded, "Why are there so many troublemakers!"

All the tentacles paused for a moment, as if they realized who posed the least threat among all the people present, and their thin tips turned towards the three people who had just broken in.

Jake and Xiao Yu's expressions both changed.

The tentacles split into two groups with unprecedented speed and tacit cooperation. A small group flew towards the mayor and his men, while a large group rushed forward and desperately tied up all the monks who could fight. They were far away and had no time to save them!

Chu Shaoxuan shouted: "Be careful, they are going to attack you!"

"Zhao Wenruo!!"

"You ask!"

The scene was chaotic for a while.

In a flash, a snow-white figure jumped down from the building, its white sleeves rustling in the wind, like an elegant crane.

He then used the force of his dive to slash fiercely at the mad water-eating vines.

All the creatures present were stunned for a moment.

Chu Shaoxuan swallowed hard, "Is that... Zhou Xuan?"

The Zhou Xuan who claimed to have been bedridden for many years?

Mr. Zhou, who had been bedridden for many years, still looked frail. His long sword flew out of his hand with a clang, as if the sword had exhausted all his strength, making him unable to stand any longer. He retreated repeatedly, his face terribly pale. He suddenly covered his chest and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Everyone: "!!!"

Jake: "......"

After the water-eating vine recovered from the shock, it had grown new pointed tentacles and launched a second round of attack with great momentum.

Chu Shaoxuan gritted his teeth and twisted his body, trying to break free, "No, the sword he holds is not coated with demon-dispelling water..."

Before he could finish his words, another white shadow whizzed past, so fast that even the corners of clothes could not be seen clearly. When Chu Shaoxuan could see the person clearly, countless bodies of water vines were already lying on the ground.

Motionless, dead.

Xiao Yu was also behind him, just one step slower than Jake.

Senior Brother Zhao Huaishan also rushed over.

Chu Shaoxuan: "......"

Can you please stop hiding your strength? It makes me look stupid!

Max raised his hand weakly, "Ahem------Ache, Senior Brother is so tired..."

Jake struggled for a while, then let him hold his arm through two layers of clothes, "Let's go."

He escorted Max and the frightened mayor and others to the upstairs of the inn. After thinking for a while, he drew a defensive formation to separate the building from the monsters in the yard.

Max's face was pale. He watched him busying around with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "I owe you my life today. Tell me, how can I repay you?"

Jake said coldly: "I didn't expect it. I owe you first."

Max laughed muffledly.

Jake felt embarrassed by his smile, turned around and glared at him, but saw a dazzling smile.

But his face was indeed pale and weak, only his curved eyes were cunning and bright, like little white flowers after a rainstorm.

Max laughed and seemed distressed: "But what can I do? I don't like to owe others anything. I will take revenge whenever I have a grudge and repay a favor in time."

Jake looked at his ambiguous smile and felt that the little white flower in the rain was turning into a poppy inch by inch, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Ah! Senior Brother! They have become stronger!" A shrill scream sounded in the yard, and Jake turned around suddenly.

The small tentacles that had just been scattered have merged together and grown into a water-eating vine as big as a towering tree. One vine rolled up Chu Shaoxuan and threw him high into the sky.

"Look," Max leaned against the railing, looked down with admiration, and said softly, "This is a gift from me to you. Isn't it magnificent?"

Jake had been prepared for this. He looked at this scene with a calm heart. "This is not a big deal. At most, it is repaying kindness with enmity."

Max narrowed his eyes and said, "Then tell me, what counts? Whatever you want, I will satisfy you."

"I told you, I'll owe you first."

Jake's eyes fell quietly on his face, staring at him for a long time with his deep eyes, and spoke every word firmly, as if he was making a solemn oath, and said:

"There will be plenty of time later, slowly ...