The time-traveling villain wants to escape from Feng Aotian's Shura Field

Of course, my recent updates are a bit slow, I will improve it in the future.

Putting the book on the shelves is just the beginning. Whether you can make the book better in the future depends on your own performance.

In fact, I have already figured out the pattern of this book, but I don’t know whether my future writing will suit everyone’s taste.

Of course, I always believe that everyone has different tastes. Some people like the same plot, while others think it is not good.

But there's no way, I can't please everyone, I have to go my own way.

I will listen to your suggestions, but if they are just instructions, forget it. I am a stubborn person and like to go my own way.

There may be new readers in the future, and some friends may leave. Anyway, no matter what, being able to see these words at this time means that we still have some fate.

Anyway, I am here. If you like it, take a look. If you don’t like it, you can go and pursue what you like. You can also leave a mark in the comments, just like you have been here, which can be regarded as a testimony of our chance encounter.

Oh, and I don’t know if I was too bad.

There are not many people in our comment section, and there are not many people in the complain section.

The monthly tickets are few, really pitifully few, and seem to be the level of some colleagues who have 56 words.

As for rewarding...well, just give according to your ability. It's also okay if you don't post a comma to prove its existence.

Of course, I would like to thank those who gave me monthly tickets. You have given me a safety net, otherwise I would really have to squat in the corner and draw circles.

I also read the comment and complaint sections every day, and the constant silence is almost making me doubt the authenticity of my collection.

Compared with those big guys in the same period, my data is very bleak.

But if it's a type problem, then you can only accept your fate.

As a little brother, I can’t write about marriage, I don’t quite understand yuri, and I don’t really understand anything about the sour style (I’m an old single and otaku), so I can only continue in this style.

My writing style is a continuation of those old books in the past, ahem, it's just amateurish writing. In order to cater to the market, I changed it a bit, but the overall style is still basically the same.

Don't worry, the protagonist will definitely not become a mascot, but the female characters... not necessarily. But now that I've noticed it, I will try my best to weigh these things.

Ha, that’s a bit off topic, but it’s on the shelves now, and I’m very happy.

If you like it, please support it.

If you don’t like it, we’ll see each other again if we’re lucky.

The essence of entertainment is to have fun for the sake of happiness.

During this festival, I won’t say anything except the auspicious words that everyone has heard so many times.

I sincerely hope that everyone can be happy every day.

It’s enough to spend every day happily.

9.29—Life in vain

written request for leave

I need to take a few days off and adjust myself. It's easy to be distracted when things are pressing on me. I'll take advantage of these few days to solve all the things that need to be solved. I'll also adjust myself well, as the big waves will come at the beginning of next month.

It's not my intention to update slower and slower. I don't know why, but every time I finish writing a chapter, my mind becomes empty and I start thinking about other things.

The song "Tomorrow" is truly a philosophy of life.

Tomorrow is tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

This happened entirely because of my own misjudgment. I would like to apologize to everyone here.

Chapter 69 A Grand Plan

The three people who were watching the show finally couldn't stand it anymore and were blown away.

At this moment, Yin Kang Xuehan didn't know how to describe the shock in her heart.

He stared blankly at Qin Yangjun who was slowly landing on the ground.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand something.

"So this is why your sister asked you to come here?"

The demon tribe dared to attack Canggu City, which was a challenge to the Yuqian Sect. Given Mu Xianxian's temperament, how could she just send people to resist?

Moreover, Qin Yangjun's arrival was also very unreasonable. Considering how much Mu Xianxian doted on Qin Yangjun, how could she let him go to the battlefield?

But it's impossible for him to come all the way to be a mascot.

So he must have something more important to do here.

Judging from the current situation, Mu Xianxian asked Qin Yangjun to come to the border in order to pacify this demon area.

However, how much does Mu Xianxian trust her brother's ability to pacify the demon domain by letting Qin Yangjun, whose cultivation level was only at the Golden Core level?

Qin Yangjun naturally heard what she said, and he glanced at her.

“I think you made a mistake.”

Qin Yangjun's body formed an energy shield, and blood mixed with corpse parts fell from his body.

He said quietly:

"I'm going to come by myself."

These few words made Yin Kangxuehan's pupils shrink, and she looked at Qin Yangjun in disbelief.

"Isn't this your sister's plan?!"

Qin Yangjun smiled.

"My sister probably doesn't even know about this."

In her opinion, this matter would be reasonable if Mu Xianxian was controlling it behind the scenes.

But if it weren’t for Mu Xianxian’s help.

But if Qin Yangjun achieved such a situation by his own strength, then the person in front of him would be too terrifying.

"So you came here on your own initiative to help your sister level the area?"

"It's just something that happened by chance. I won't tell my sister about this. I don't want the things that happened here to be spread out."

Qin Yangjun twisted his neck and responded nonchalantly.

smoothly...

You told me that it was easy to kill eight demon kings in one breath.

"Why didn't you tell your sister?"

Yin Kangxuehan couldn't help but feel a little confused. If the Yuqian Clan took over the North and South Demon Territory, there would be no more demons invading Canggu City from now on."

Qin Yangjun gave a meaningful smile.

"you guess."

During this period of time, Qin Yangjun understood one thing: he was too popular, which was not a good thing. If this matter were to get out, he would surely become famous and would also attract more attention.

Being the center of attention can certainly satisfy one's inner vanity, but in that case the possibility of being targeted will be greater.

The tree catches the wind.

Compared to being on the glamorous stage, Qin Yangjun prefers to stay in the dark corners.

At the same time, he uttered a heartfelt admiration for Emperor Qianzong's poem Huanyu.

"I didn't expect Xiaojun to have grown to this point. Now all the demon kings of the North and South Demon Realms have been killed. Without a leader, the North and South Demon Realms will surely fall into chaos."

Bei Yunlan on the side took over the conversation.

"At present, the demonic path is on the rise, and there are problems in the ancient beast battlefield. The Yuqian Sect simply cannot spare any manpower to go to the demon domain, so it is a more prudent decision to let them fight among themselves rather than pacify them. So there is no need for him to tell Sect Master Mu about this matter. Xiaojun played this move too well."

Fu Haiqing looked at Qin Yangjun in the picture.

At this time, they didn't know that Qin Yangjun had already made a breakthrough.

"With only the cultivation base of the peak of the Golden Core Realm, he was able to kill eight demon kings in this pit. What a dazzling record. If it gets out, it might even be recorded in history and become a legend among the people. With such a great reputation, he was able to conceal it for the sake of the overall situation. His mentality has far surpassed his peers."

Among the three, only Mu Xianxian did not speak, but just stared at Qin Yangjun in the picture.

While I feel gratified, there is also a hint of pride in my heart.

My little lord has now grown into a man who can stand on his own two feet.

Field of vision, returning to the cave, Qin Yangjun suddenly expressed his gratitude to Yin Kang Xuehan.

"But I still want to thank you. If it weren't for you, things wouldn't have been so smooth."

In the blood rain, Qin Yangjun smiled, and against the backdrop of blood, the smile looked so evil.

Yin Kang Xuehan was stunned, and countless thoughts began to flash through his mind.

From the first time she met Qin Yangjun to now, she suddenly realized that everything seemed to be connected.

This kid...thanks me? Could it be...

"You realized a long time ago that Ling'er is my sister!"

Qin Yangjun didn't know why she asked such a question, but he answered it anyway.

"The night you first arrived, the paper puppet you controlled exploded on its own, didn't it?"

Qin Yangjun answered as a matter of course.

Yin Kang Xuehan widened his eyes. All the events that had happened since that night seemed to be connected together.

At this moment, she felt a chill on her back.

Her mind began to spin rapidly.

He knew that King Xiaopeng’s purpose at that time was not to attack Canggu City.

Those monsters couldn't conquer Canggu City, so he knew at that time that the monsters were just feinting.

He knew that Ling was my sister, so he was not afraid of the Little Peng King at that time. He knew that I would not stand idly by and would not let anything happen to my sister.

He deliberately did not tell Zhuang Hancheng his inference.

He just needs King Xiaopeng to come to Canggu City. If King Xiaopeng dies, he will get the key to enter the ruins.

He let me go because he knew I would not give up Ling, and he knew I would follow him, so you were able to detect my whereabouts early on."

He also knew that since King Xiaopeng was dead, those demon kings would definitely come here.

The existence of this Fiery Tomb is no secret. It was guarded by King Xiaopeng before, but now that he is dead, these demon kings must be interested in this place.

So that’s it…So that’s it.

Got it, she understood it all.

From the first time they met, Qin Yangjun had already started plotting against her, from fighting with King Xiaopeng to helping him control the eight demon kings now.

Everything she did was calculated by the man in front of her.

He seemed to have stretched out a pair of invisible hands, pushing himself forward step by step.

As for these demon kings, it is not a coincidence but a necessity that they will die here.

She, these demon kings, and even Zhuang Hancheng, were all like chess pieces on the chessboard being manipulated by Qin Yangjun.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill all over her body.

We started planning from the moment we first met, just for this moment.

This is too terrible.

Thinking of this, she instinctively felt a little fear.

She couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at Qin Yangjun as if he was a monster.

Qin Yangjun also keenly noticed the changes in Yin Kang Xuehan.

"what happened?"

Qin Yangjun walked over as he spoke. He wanted to see if Ling'er was injured.