I'm the villain in the book

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But he still pulled out the Longquan sword slowly with a firm face, bent his knees slightly, and assumed a charging posture.

No matter what, this should be the last chance in the true sense.

So even if there is only the weakest strength, he must do his best.

"Vald donkey, try it."

"it is good."

Two weak and firm voices sounded and then fell. When the two turned into two blurred figures and rushed straight towards the Golden Buddha, they smashed the huge body of the latter with a fist and a sword with no way out. At the same time, the old beggar several miles away also spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey!"

The bright red blood dripped onto the candlestick, causing the already dimly lit candle to shake violently.

The body swayed violently, and the old beggar seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

Obviously, as the master of the phantom formation, the situation of the phantom formation will also have a certain backlash effect on him.

And now that he looks like this, it naturally shows that the powerful phantom array is really on the verge of collapse.

Gritting his teeth tightly, the old beggar's eyes were filled with undeniable anger and cruelty.

He thought that the young man might betray him.

But he never thought that it would be Puxuan who betrayed him in the end.

As a "product" of the magic formation, how could Puxuan betray the magic formation? !

Although the old beggar heard the conversation between Wei Changtian and Puxuan, he couldn't understand that Puxuan was willing to disappear with the phantom array.

It's just that whether he understands it or not, the old beggar knows that now is not the time to think about it.

Having paid so much, before this was perhaps the only chance to kill Wei Changtian, he would never allow him to fail!

"puff!"

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, the blood mist exploded in front of him.

The old beggar quickly pinched out complex hand formulas one by one with both hands, and his breath became weak rapidly.

But after a few breaths, his complexion was already that of a dead person, and the speed of the formulas in his hands became slower and slower and more difficult.

Until at some point it stopped completely.

"..."

The blood mist dissipated, the candlelight became stable again, and the room fell into a dead silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the old beggar who seemed to have lost his life suddenly moved his fingertips.

He still lowered his head, but there was a subtle sneer on the corner of his mouth.

so.

"Is it still a failure?"

Lying on his back on the cold soil, Wei Changtian looked at the still standing golden Buddha in a trance, and sighed softly.

"Ugh"

"what happened"

Outside Yun'an Temple, on the Qingshi Road under the moonlight, Gu Pan'er suddenly stopped.

She just seemed to see Yun'an Temple in front of her suddenly disappear.

The tall courtyard walls, the roof of the temple bathed in silver light, and several ancient trees in the sky...all of them disappeared, and a strange open space replaced them.

Several black pillars stood on the open space, and there was a lying down person.

Oh, it seems that there are countless copper coins and broken silver scattered on the ground.

Is it an illusion?

Rubbing his eyes, Gu Pan'er looked suspiciously at the gate of Gaoda Temple just a few steps away, and the familiar three characters "Yun'an Temple" on the door plaque, feeling very puzzled.

But after hesitating for a moment, she still walked to the closed side door next to the temple gate again, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Dong Dong~"

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The knock on the door echoed in the night, and there was no answer for a long time.

Like ordinary temples, Yun'an Temple will close its doors during Youshi, but it will welcome pilgrims who want to visit at night.

But why no one came to open the door today?

Gu Pan'er took a step back, thinking it was something to do in the temple, shook his head and prepared to leave.

But before she turned around, she heard a burst of hurried footsteps behind her.

"Young master, Yun'an Temple doesn't seem to be waiting for pilgrims tonight."

Seeing the young man with a slightly surprised expression, Gu Pan'er thought that the former was also here to burn incense, so he kindly reminded: "I just knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to ask."

"Is it."

Calmly and quickly looked at Gu Pan'er, the young man forced a smile: "Thank you for reminding me."

"You're welcome, son."

Nodding, Gu Pan'er didn't say anything more, and walked past the young man, as if he was about to go back home.

It's just that after she walked a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the young man.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

The young man's expression was unnatural: "I didn't come here to burn incense, I just came to talk to the abbot of the temple."

"Oh, I have nothing to do with myself, so I won't delay the young master."

Gu Pan'er lowered her head, her tone trembled slightly more than before.

Under the suddenly vigilant gaze of the young man, she turned around quickly and walked away, but her hands in her sleeves were clenched tightly.

Because just now, Gu Pan'er suddenly realized that at the moment Yun'an Temple disappeared, the person lying between several black pillars seemed to be Wei Changtian.

Chapter 897 Non-existence and non-existence (five)

When Wei Changtian finally saw the young man, his mood was already very calm.

Although he didn't even have the strength to stand up, he still moved his head slightly, watching the former walk quickly not far from him, and then looked around very cautiously.

"Don't look at it, I'm already like this, what other ambush can I arrange?"

The corners of Wei Changtian's mouth twitched, he looked up at the night sky and said to himself, "This phantom formation is really powerful, but I'm only a little bit close to breaking it."

"Your adoptive father shouldn't be feeling well either, so he must have paid a heavy price this time."

"His grandma's, I obviously have no grievances with him"

"..."

After muttering a few words, seeing that the young man still didn't approach, Wei Changtian couldn't help laughing and said:

"Are you so afraid of me?"

"That's right, after all, I can usually hit you ten with one."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"I'm about to die, you have to let me know who died at the hands of me."

"Your adoptive father's name is Guan Kong, I already know that."

"What about you?"

"Ye Xuan? Lin Fan? Lin Zhi? Gu Qingyan?"

"..."

After saying the names of the four Sons of Heaven whom he had never met in one breath, Wei Changtian saw a flash of astonishment in the young man's eyes.

Obviously, he should be one of these four people, but I don't know who it is.

"not talking?"

Smiling, Wei Changtian was not surprised by the young man's "silence".

"Let me guess, it was your adoptive father who told you not to talk to me."

"He is afraid that you will be bewitched by me, so after letting you join the battle, he will quickly search and kill you."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it is enough to be cautious."

"But have you ever thought about why he is so worried."

"Is he thinking you will betray him?"

"Or is he afraid that I'm going to say something you shouldn't know?"

"Well, I think it's the latter."

"What do you think?"

"..."

Wei Changtian's voice echoed in the ruins, like the whisper of a devil, the young man was momentarily stunned.

Of course he knew what Wei Changtian would say in order to gain a chance of survival. He also made many assumptions on the way here, and he believed that no matter what the latter said, he would not be shaken.

But now, Wei Changtian only used a few words to shake his heart greatly.

Yes, why did the adoptive father repeatedly tell himself not to listen to what Wei Changtian said.

Is it true that as Wei Changtian said, the adoptive father is afraid that he knows something that he should not know?

Subconsciously looking away, the young man did not dare to look at Wei Changtian, and his breathing gradually became a little short.

Seeing that it was really effective, Wei Changtian continued in a calm tone:

"You should know who you are."

"But do you know that there are twelve other people like you in this world?"

"Heaven's luck is not fixed, but can be transferred by killing and looting."

"For example, your adoptive father's subordinate, Huo Tianyang, the leader of the Nine Truth Sect, killed another son of the Heavenly Dao, Han Guan, and took away the latter's Heavenly Dao luck, so he was able to get to where he is today."

"Oh, by the way, I don't know if you are clear, Huo Tianyang and Han Guan are also foster father and foster son"

"..."

As far as the current situation is concerned, Wei Changtian didn't hold back, and there was no need to keep it, and quickly told all about the secret about the Son of Heaven.

Some of this the young man knew, and some he didn't.

And it is precisely because he knows something that he can verify the authenticity of what Wei Changtian said as a whole.

His eyes widened, and the young man's expression changed several times.

Wei Changtian has been hinting at him inside and outside the words, telling him to watch the sky, that is to say, his adoptive father will kill him sooner or later to seize his luck.

In fact, Wei Changtian was completely making up this part of the content, how could he know what the old beggar's real purpose was.

But who knows that the story he made up casually happened to be the truth.

Of course, it doesn't matter right now whether it's true or not.

The important thing is whether the young man will believe

"To shut up!!"

Suddenly, a loud shout made Wei Changtian's words stop abruptly.

Whether it was "later awareness" that he should not listen to Wei Changtian's bewitching anymore, or whether he decided to believe the old beggar, the young man suddenly raised his head at a certain moment, and shouted out with some anger and fear. It was his first sentence after entering the phantom formation.

Then, he didn't care whether Wei Changtian was still trying to plot against him, he came to the latter's side in a few steps, and immediately kicked the Longquan sword away.

Fuck!

Seeing this scene, Wei Changtian couldn't help cursing angrily in his heart, knowing that his attempt to "instigate rebellion" would most likely fail.

Of course, this is not so surprising.