I, the destined villain, start with the Holy Girl

I have pursuits and am misleading others.

Zuo Wu was completely disabled at this moment. His two pairs of wings were broken and he could no longer fly with his wings. His left leg was broken and he could only stand on one foot.

He was covered in blood, his face was swollen like a pig’s head, and he no longer looked as cold as before.

His iconic aquiline nose was dented by Xiao Fan.

It has become a different kind of eagle with a concave nose.

He just wants to live!

“No, don’t kill me. I can serve you and serve you as your master.” Zuo Wu couldn’t care so much and knelt down directly to beg for mercy.

Xiao Fan said: “Okay.”

Zuo Wu was overjoyed when he heard this and thought he was saved.

Unexpectedly, the next sentence directly sentenced him to death.

Xiao Fan: “The first thing you do when you serve me is to sacrifice your life.”

Xiao Fan thrust out a spear, pierced his forehead, and twisted it hard. The ghostly energy from hell instantly invaded his forehead and destroyed his entire body.

No chance of survival!

Simple.

“It seems that killing Mahayana monks is like killing a chicken.” He thought to himself.

All this fell into the eyes of the monks, and they were all dumbfounded.

At this moment, they only felt that Xiao Fan was either a god descending to earth or a reincarnation of a god.

“The Holy Son killed another Mahayana monk.”

“When did Mahayana monks become so worthless? Our ancestors practiced for 30,000 years, and one of their hands was broken off by lightning when they were going through tribulation before they achieved Mahayana.

As a result, the Holy Son killed three Mahayana people in three days. Why is the gap between people so big? ”

“A few days ago, it could be said that the Holy Son could only kill Mahayana with the help of treasures. Now, with real swords and real guns, one-on-one combat, the Holy Son’s strength is no longer at the same level as ours.”

“Do you think this is the end? It doesn’t exist. The Holy Son is only twenty years old now, and he has already become weak and killed Mahayana.”

“I estimate that he will ascend to immortality within a hundred years of age.”

“A hundred years old? I will become an immortal next year!”

The rumors among these onlookers became more and more outrageous.

Even Xiao Fan couldn’t listen anymore.

I didn’t expect that I would become a celebrity, but I just felt a little sanctimonious. Alas, being famous also comes with a psychological burden.

He put away the Five Elements Exquisite Tower and prepared to leave, pretending to be aloof without saying anything, hiding his merit and fame.

But the next moment, the female disciples from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land immediately gathered around him, and they surrounded him.

“Holy Son, are you not injured?”

“Holy Son, are you tired? Do you need me to rub your back?”

“Holy Son, drink tea. This is the jasmine fairy tea I prepared for you. It can restore your vitality and calm your mind. It has been cooled down and is now slightly warm. It is fragrant in the mouth and has a sweet aftertaste. It is most suitable for drinking.”

hiss!

The first criterion for recruiting disciples in the Holy Land of Hundred Flowers is good appearance.

This group of courageous female disciples of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land all focused their attention on Xiao Fan, with no trace of love hidden in their eyes.

There was nymphomaniac, obsession, and little stars in his peach eyes, which were so hot that Xiao Fan felt like he had fallen into the flowers.

He can pick every flower at will.

Not only can you pick them one by one, but you can also grab them by the handful.

I’m afraid I should just say, who do you want to sleep with? They will peel themselves off and serve them up. This is the feeling of fried rice noodles, maybe.

It’s a pity that I, Xiao Fan, am not the kind of casual person.

“Is this jasmine fairy tea so good? My hands are a little sore and it’s not convenient.”

When the pretty female disciple heard this, she took the initiative to bring the tea to his mouth.

“HolySon, please drink. ”

Xiao Fan took a sip and didn’t feel any big difference. If there was any difference, it would be the feeling of walking through thousands of flowers without any leaves touching you. It was so refreshing!

I am the man you will never get!

Just kidding, Xiao Fan has no shortage of women now. He can’t just pick one up. He has to pursue something. Appearance is the basic thing, and his status should be noble. It’s best to have something special, like a yandere, or something like that.

Have taste and pursuit! ! !

[Ding, you are lustful in your heart and have no pursuits. You only want to play with women’s feelings. Bah, you only want to play with women’s bodies. You are really a brainless, lustful person who is a must-have for a brainless villain! !

Villain points obtained: 33333 points. 】

Well, it can be said well. This system is getting better and better at praising people.

[Ding, your acting skills in killing Zuo Wu were really poor. Fortunately, someone was there to smooth things over for you. You could barely make it passable, but it was really just a show.

Villain points obtained: 22222 points. 】

[Ding, you kill Zuo Wu and get the intelligence and hiding place of the Wu clan. 】

Intelligence and hiding place?

The Witch Clan is probably not very powerful, and he is not the savior, so he can just hide if he can.

Not interesting.

Although the flowers are nice, it is not a gentle place. Xiao Fan just experienced this feeling and got out.

Return to the team at Taixuan Holy Land.

When the disciples of Taixuan Holy Land saw Xiao Fan, the pride in their eyes was beyond words.

It’s too strong, this is the strength our Holy Son Taixuan should have!

“Holy Son, you are too strong!”

“Holy Son, can you tell us how you practice?”

“Yes, you are so powerful, you must practice very hard, right?”

Xiao Fan looked at the disciples following him, enjoying their respectful gazes, and was in a good mood.

He said seriously: “Actually, you can also be as powerful as me.”

When everyone heard this sentence, their ears pricked up, for fear of missing something.

“You are right. I practice very hard. I practice for 4 hours a day, 5 days out of 7, and only have 2 days off. I have been doing this for 20 years, and I can barely achieve the strength I have today.”

“Is this really hard work?”

This statement was so shocking that no one believed it.

Before Xiao Fan could answer, someone had already thought of the answer for him.

“The Holy Son is already strong because of his natural capital. Isn’t that enough hard work? It can only be said that everyone’s physique is different. Geniuses only need to practice occasionally. Ordinary people like you and me just focus on practicing.”

Xiao Fan looked at him appreciatively, you boy is enlightened!

“That’s right, I’m not showing off my talent. I’m just explaining that if you work hard, persevere and do one thing to the best, you can become a genius like me. Come on!”

After saying that, Xiao Fan slipped away.

Only a group of disciples were left, staring at his retreating figure, stunned.

“He’s really talented.”

“Even his words are so philosophical! No wonder he is so powerful.”

This feeling of telling lies with open eyes and having someone come up with a reason for you is really wonderful.

The power of crazy fans is invincible!

[Ding, you are deceiving people again and feeding chicken soup to your disciples. You are really misleading your disciples. It’s so bad!

Villain points obtained: 66666 points. 】

Huh? This will work too!

The happiest thing is the elders of Taixuan Holy Land. God bless my Holy Land for producing such a peerless genius!

“Holy Son, if you need me somewhere in the future, just ask, I will never shirk.”

Who can compete with the Holy Son? Hug your thighs first and then talk!

Xiao Fan nodded and said lightly:

“Elder, your consciousness is not high enough. I am doing all this for the development of the Holy Land. How can you say you are doing things for me?”

The Mahayana elder suddenly realized it and changed his words again and again:

“Obey the orders of the Holy Son, serve the development of the Holy Land, do everything for the Holy Land, and under the leadership of the Holy Son, promote the prosperity of the Holy Land!”

Xiao Fan cast an affirmative look and said:

“Elder, do your best, I’m optimistic about you.”

Although Xiao Fan looked calm on the surface, he was actually smiling in his heart. When he only had status before, his status was not as high as it is now.

Now, just a little action has won a lot of support, and it must be strength!

As he walked, Xiao Fan found that there was always a figure following behind him.

When he looked back, he was as red as frost!

Hong Rushuang is still wearing a black collar around her neck, which is held by a black chain.

Her whole body was trembling, holding chains in both hands, and followed Xiao Fan closely and cautiously.

When Xiao Fan turned around, Hong Rushuang immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and her whole body was trembling as ifIt was like seeing a monster.

Xiao Fan said coldly:

“What are you following me for?”

This sentence frightened her so much that she immediately knelt down. She spoke nervously, her voice stammering.

“Return to the Holy Son, you, you ordered me not to leave your sight, otherwise, otherwise I will make you angry and you will kill me.”

The arrogant and arrogant Hong Rushuang was standing in front of Xiao Fan, speaking submissively, speaking intermittently, and not daring to take a breath.

Listening to what she said, it seemed that she had indeed said this.

“Okay, you go back and follow Lan Zhi.”

But Hong Rushuang did not move, but said:

“Holy Son, Master, she is still undergoing trials. I can’t enter her cave.”

After thinking about it for a while, the information about the witch clan, and the daughter of the Lich King in front of me, might be able to get something out of her mouth based on the information.

“Come with me.”

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It came a little slower today, but the word count is still there.

Happy Mid-autumn Festival.

For the sake of me updating 6000+ times a day for a month and being so diligent in updating during the holidays, give me some power (weak, pitiful and helpless).