Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

Follow the pen of early summer breeze and embark on an adventure together in "The Chosen One, How Did I Become the Villain?"

Deep in the ancient and secluded place.

A hill

The temporary residence of the Xuan Yuan Sect.

"Splash!"

A strange sound of branches rubbing together came from the woods.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" a nearby disciple shouted.

Instantly, everyone was startled, and their eyes all turned to the dark part of the deep forest.

As the trees swayed, a figure ran out moments later.

His hair was disheveled, his silver-white robe was torn in many places, and his chest was stained with blood; he looked extremely disheveled.

But the distinctive black mole on his forehead is particularly eye-catching.

"It's Senior Brother Liuyun!" the nearest disciple exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, several middle-aged people in the middle and a young man hurriedly ran over to greet them.

When Liu Yun saw the person who had arrived, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, Second Senior Brother, all my fellow disciples, something has happened!"

"What happened? Liuyun, what happened to you?"

A middle-aged man dressed in a silver-white high-shouldered robe, with long hair, red eyebrows and bright eyes, who looked quite imposing, quickly stepped forward to help the person up.

"Master, someone is trying to kill our Xuan Yuan disciples," Liu Yun said to the middle-aged man.

This person was none other than Cheng Wuyai, the sect leader of Xuan Yuan Sect.

"Who dares to be so audacious!"

Before Cheng Wuyai could speak, the only young man among them spoke first.

He was dressed like a flowing cloud, and a token with the character "首" (head) was hanging from his waist.

However, compared to his opponent, this person had a more distinctive appearance. He had a handsome face, red lips and white teeth. His already good looks were given a touch of ruthlessness by the horizontal line between his eyebrows.

"Second Senior Brother is a rogue cultivator named Qin Huaiyu."

That's right, this person is Chi Mo, the second of the three sons of Tianyuan.

"Qin Huaiyu?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Mo frowned, thought for a moment, and realized he didn't recall having this name.

Not only him, but all the Xuan Yuan disciples had never heard of this name before, and they were all confused.

"Did he beat you up like this?" Cheng Wuyai asked.

Liu Yun nodded quickly and said:

"Not only that, he also stole the Soul Spring that our sect had encountered and killed four disciples from the side peak!"

"What?! The Soul Spring?!"

Cheng Wuyai's expression changed drastically. That was a treasure for forging the soul, and it was just lost like that.

Moreover, four of his disciples died.

"Does Liu Yun know the name of my sect?"

"I know, not only that, he also looks down on our sect. Master, you must stand up for your disciple!" Liu Yun added fuel to the fire.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Wuyai was immediately enraged. In Jian'an for so many years, although his Xuan Yuan Sect was only a second-rate sect, he had never been humiliated like this.

"Good, good, a mere rogue cultivator dares to disregard my Xuan Yuan Sect, he really has guts."

"Sect Master, this person has committed murder, disgraced my sect, and stolen my treasures. He is courting death."

"That's right, anyone who dares to provoke my sect will pay the price!"

The remaining middle-aged men spoke with very unpleasant expressions.

"Junior brother, where is this madman?" Chi Mo asked with a grim face, his eyes filled with hostility.

Liu Yun's eyes darted around, and then he said:

"Second Brother, it's in a dead city a few dozen miles to the left."

Upon hearing this, Chi Mo immediately turned around and said, "Master, allow me to take some men and wipe him out!"

"Sect Master, include me."

"I will go too! To dishonor my sect is to die!"

Everyone volunteered, filled with righteous indignation.

Seeing that the people's hearts were with him and that the situation was promising, Cheng Wuyai was about to agree.

Just then, a hoarse voice rang out.

"Go ahead and die if you want to!"

The room immediately fell silent upon hearing this.

Liu Yun turned his head and quickly looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Suddenly, a fleeting figure appeared behind the second senior brother.

His feet didn't touch the ground; he hovered in mid-air, clad in jet-black armor engraved with dragon and tiger patterns, looking quite extraordinary.

He had a rugged appearance, with stubble covering his cheeks, thick eyebrows, a flat nose, and large, intimidating eyes like copper bells.

"...A ghost?" Liu Yun exclaimed in surprise.

"Insolence! Stop talking nonsense!"

Cheng Wuyai, fearing his disciple might say something wrong again, quickly stopped him. He looked at the figure and said:

"Senior Youying, I have never seen your valiant bearing before, and I apologize for my rudeness."

The shadowy figure smiled, but remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Chi Mo's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said:

"Senior, this is my junior brother. He was unaware of your identity, which is why he spoke so rudely. I hope you will be magnanimous and give him a chance."

After saying that, he stepped forward and grabbed Liuyun, saying:

"What are you all standing there for? Quickly greet Senior Youying!"

Liu Yun was a little confused, but he didn't lose his mind. Seeing his master and senior brother's tense appearance, they were clearly afraid.

Without any hesitation, he quickly bowed.

"Please forgive me, senior. I was blind and did not recognize your valor. My words were offensive. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive me this time!"

His words were succinct and sincere, leaving those around him speechless with astonishment.

As expected of one of the three, he is very perceptive and knows how to bend and stretch.

Youlong smiled dismissively and waved his hand, saying:

"Fine, I'll let you off this time since it's your first offense."

"Thank you, senior!" Liu Yun quickly bowed again.

Seeing this, Chi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered what he had just said and asked:

"Senior, what did you mean by going there to seek death? Is there something in that dead city?"

Youying raised an eyebrow and said:

"That's the territory of the Nether Dragon. That city is called Ming City, and his subordinates have been there for a long time!"

As he spoke, he looked at Liuyun.

Chi Mo hurriedly asked:

"Junior brother, have you ever encountered a chilling atmosphere accompanied by gusts of eerie wind while in the city?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yun immediately thought of the sudden appearance of yin energy when he was escaping.

It seems that it was that yin energy that frightened Qin Huaiyu away and also took the lives of those sect disciples.

Thinking of this, his mind stirred, and he said:

"Yes, yes, I felt it when I was running away, but I don't know what it was."

"Oh!"

The shadowy figure sneered, "Then that's it. You're lucky you escaped. If you had gone back in, no one could have guaranteed your safety."

Chi Mo's expression darkened; he really was a cunning devil.

He was very unwilling and said:

"Senior, do you have any ideas about that rogue cultivator...?"

Youying waved his hand, glanced at the person he had chosen, and said:

"What's the rush? Now that we've encountered him, he can't escape. If he doesn't die in the city, he'll end up like you and me."

"Senior, what do you mean?"

The shadow nodded.

"Haha, that's great!" Chi Mo's previous gloom vanished.

Cheng Wuyai understood the meaning behind it and became somewhat anxious, saying:

"Senior, when would you like us to set off?"

How could Youying not understand the meaning behind it? He smiled, waved his hand, and said:

"Let's go!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd eagerly filed out.

Liu Yun, the instigator, was completely bewildered. He looked at the sect disciples and his master with eyes as clear as a husky's.

...What do you mean? You're not going to take revenge? Then all my previous efforts were for nothing?

.........

Another direction from the ancient times.

At this moment, a scene resembling that of the Xuan Yuan Sect is unfolding.

A group of people, led by a single figure, were rapidly traversing the heart of the ancient wilderness.

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