I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

The red-clothed boy was in extreme pain, and when he heard someone calling him, he raised his head from between his knees.

In a blur, he saw a touch of familiar apricot yellow and cool white, accompanied by reassuring concern, "I just heard you shouting, what's wrong with you, are you injured, where is the injury?"

Condescending, Yu Huaiyin noticed that the boy was trembling, so she walked over to see him.

Unexpectedly, when Liang Book raised his head, after seeing the face of the visitor clearly, he shrank back as if he had been frightened, and when he looked at the person opposite, his eyes were full of confusion.

Yu Huaiyin didn't understand Liang Chu's actions, he was actually afraid of him, so he stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground.

Seeing him approaching, Liang Chi subconsciously felt that this was a very dangerous thing. Before his brain could react, his body had already made the first move.

He pulled out the broken knife hidden in his boots, and like a lone wolf encountering a strong enemy, he pushed his fearful and tempting prey onto the dark red stone wall.

What kind of nerve is this?Yu Huaiyin was taken aback by him, and just about to resist, he felt a chill on his shoulder, and the sharp blade cut through the fabric on his chest. Arms are hard to protect.

In line with the principle of "big brother has something to say", Yu Huaiyin's heart was full of horses, and he smiled flatly, "What are you doing?"

Thanks to his many years of villain experience, he claims to be an aircraft carrier-level expert in expression management. It is expected that the good books will not see his guilty conscience.

But he heard the young man whispering beside his cheek, but it reached his ears, every word resounded, "Yu Huaiyin, you are not dead—"

He was startled, and immediately looked at Liang Chu with fixed eyebrows. They were too close to the ground, and it was true that Yu Huai was hidden in the man's eyes, seeing his current appearance.

Only then did I remember that no matter how advanced the illusion technique is, it can only change the appearance, but not the soul. Now that his soul is out of his body, he naturally regains the appearance of the little master of Siming Dao Palace.

Oops, it's revealed!Yu Huaiyin looked at a pair of eyes that contained his reflection, and was thinking about how to deceive him, but unexpectedly found that Liang Ce's original yellow-brown pupils turned blue in a very dark place, like a Crystal clear emerald, glowing with clear and clear light.

A pair of beautiful eyes, where has he seen them before?

In my memory, it was the previous life, in the uninhabited land occupied by zombies, a young boy with black hair and green eyes shared a biscuit picked up from the ruins with the zombies with stiff limbs beside him.

Speaking of which, although this zombie is unwilling to suck blood, it cannot eat human food either.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't refuse the boy's kindness, so he took half of the moldy biscuit and chewed it in his mouth just like the other person did.

"Bah, it's so unpalatable."

As a result, one person and one corpse looked at each other for a few seconds, and they all vomited unbearably.

Then, looking at the other party's disheveled face, he laughed happily, but he didn't know that there would be another long period of starving days.

One night, the boy couldn't move anymore, so he hid with the zombies in an old hospital to hide from the wind and sand, and the low roars of other zombies came from outside from time to time.

The young man was not afraid at all, he leaned on the zombie's shoulder and said, "Hey, if you can't get out, you are hungry, just suck my blood."

The zombie's body shook, he turned his head, and in the long and lonely darkness, he saw a pair of green eyes as clean as jade.

Like a cold flame, not warm enough, but enough to illuminate his meaningless life.

Trapped in the memories of the past, Yu Huaiyin suddenly felt his neck tighten, probably because someone was dissatisfied with his silence and strangled his neck tightly.

"Answer me." Liang Ce's voice was hoarse, and the monster in his chest was making trouble again, which made him almost unable to control the killing intent in his heart. The skin touched by his palm was too soft, as if it would break with a slight twist.

The young man's face is ferocious, and the red tear mole under his left eye bursts out with a strange light, affecting the situation in the six worlds outside the belly of the snake.

"Look, what's in the sky!"

It was raining heavily, and on the street, among the crowd of pedestrians fleeing in panic, someone pointed to a cloud of black mist in the cloud and shouted.

High above the sky, at the sea of ​​thunder, a huge monster is quietly being conceived. People can't see his appearance, but they feel that behind the dark clouds, there are a pair of evil eyes from Jiuyou hidden, and when these eyes are opened, It is the day of destruction.

This guy is indeed a wolf.

After regaining consciousness, Yu Huaiyin wanted to slap herself, the loss from Hei Niang last time wasn't enough, and he, a villain, still has to meddle in other people's business.

If he had known this earlier, he should have run as far as possible with the invisible sword. It would be much easier to find a deserted island and become a native than to throw himself into a trap.

It's just that the current situation is not without a turn for the better. Liang Ce is just curious about why he came back to life, but who said that now that his soul is out of his body, he can be regarded as a living person?

Thinking of this, Yu Huaiyin took a deep breath, "No, I'm already dead. Didn't you forget that in the bamboo house in Tanlang Kingdom, didn't you take away my spiritual sea?"

Liang Chi was taken aback, his face turned pale instantly, as if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes glanced at Yu Huaiyin's left shoulder.

I saw Yu Huaiyin's already ragged clothes were neatly cut open by the blade, exposing the man's delicate wing sphenoid bone, and on the white greasy skin in the bone socket, there were several hideous scars. At this moment, it is slightly undulating with the master's rapid breathing.

Those scars were long and extended to the chest, one of them was stabbed when he sneaked from behind, and the rest should be the marks left by the bites of Gu insects.

"Already dead?" Liang Chi stared at those wounds for a long time, as if waking up from a big dream, suddenly a tear fell from his blue eyes, like morning dew on the branches and leaves in the morning, falling to the ground and penetrating into the soil .

Seeing him crying, Yu Huaiyin was horrified, and didn't understand why the system had arranged for him tens of thousands of protagonists, each crying better than the other.

Back then, when he was a villain, he worked hard without complaint, no matter how hard and tired he was, he never shed a single tear.

Sometimes he even felt that he might not be like Zhihe, but a cold-blooded and ruthless snake demon, who had never been emotionally moved for anyone, and never shed tears for anyone.

"No prospect—" he secretly despised, but he didn't dare to say it in front of Liang Chu.

Let's hear the young man ask him, "Even if you're dead, why don't you go to hell?"

"My spiritual sea is still on you, so naturally I have nowhere to go. I have to follow you to..." Yu Huaiyin thought for a while before picking up such an appropriate answer, whether it was to the original owner or himself.

What he didn't expect was that before he finished his sentence, the sound of the broken knife falling to the ground suddenly sounded in his ears.

The red-clothed boy let go of his hand, wrapped around his neck and gave him a strong hook, and hugged him into his arms.

"So you've been with me all this time?" Liang Chi asked in a low voice, with a trace of uncontrollable complacency in his hoarse voice.

"Yeah." The crisis of being crushed to death by the protagonist was solved so easily, he naturally wouldn't care about Liang Chuan's petty thoughts of begging for a hug, anyway, he wouldn't lose a piece of meat.

Unlike real ghosts, souls that force the primordial spirit to leave the body by using methods such as the soul separation technique or incarnation outside the body have the same five senses as the original body.

That's why he embraced without warning, so he could feel the coldness of the boy's body. The red gauze and white satin were filled with a strong smell of blood, and he must have suffered a serious injury.

Thinking of Liang Ce falling from such a high place to save him, facing Zhihe's attack, he would rather abandon his sword to help him escape.

In all fairness, among the protagonists Yu Huaiyin has brought, this person in front of him treats him very well.

If he hadn't borrowed this body to be resurrected, Liang Chi obviously wouldn't have been in such a mess. .seven

Conscience troubled, Yu Huaiyin was thinking whether he should treat the poor protagonist better.

The young man who was holding him suddenly panicked, like a child who had done something wrong, sobbing: "But you followed me, but I lost your things, and someone snatched that Linghai, I think It’s been a long time, and I don’t know what to pay you, what to do..."

Seeing his appearance, Yu Huaiyin couldn't help sighing, thinking that he was going back more and more as a villain, and had fallen to the point of bullying "mentally handicapped children".

He hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, I don't blame you, I blame that bastard who robbed you, and I'm already a ghost, so I don't need anything from you to pay for it."

I scold myself, is that okay?

Feeling guilty, Yu Huaiyin pursed his lips for the sake of the protagonist being pitiful, weak and innocent, "Liang Ce, I'm sorry—"

Those three simple words made Liang Ce close his arms again, and hug the person in his arms even tighter, which he didn't expect.

When Yu Huaiyin wanted to kill him at the Tanlang Altar six years ago, he stopped asking for anything.

But most of the time, not expecting is the biggest extravagant hope. Such a trivial thing makes him feel less painful.

The monster in his chest fell into a deep sleep, he lost strength instantly, his feet were weak, and he was about to fall down.

Yu Huaiyin sensed his strangeness, stretched out his arms to catch him, and heard Liang Ce murmur like losing consciousness: "No, Ah Yin doesn't owe me any more, I paid it off."

At the same time, the thunderclouds that shrouded the Six Realms dissipated, and the warm sunshine shone on the earth.

The little maid who was still desperately carrying the bamboo slips raised her head suspiciously and saw a butterfly flying past her eyes.

Pedestrians on the road stopped and scratched their heads strangely. If it wasn't for the mud on the hem of his clothes and the water under his feet, he would have thought that everything just now was a dream.

In the main hall, the old and dim-eyed priest knelt on the ground and reported good and bad fortune to the king.

Under the ginkgo tree, the woman in green looked up at the sky, and saw that the evil light of the greedy wolf star had faded away. It was because there was another star that was not too bright beside her, approaching so recklessly, like a warm embrace.

The dark red stone wall shook for a while, Yu Huaiyin raised his hand and saw the red talisman in his palm flashing with light, he knew it was Bo Zhou Sanren, telling him to form an formation and destroy the demon core.

"Liang Chi, can you still hear me?" He hugged the red-clothed boy, knelt down on the ground slowly, and saw a pair of bright blue eyes open, looking at him.

"You stay here first, the situation is urgent now, I have a very important thing to do, wait for me to come back."

Yu Huaiyin urged, completely unaware that he had set a flag for himself with a death rate as high as [-]%.