I’m Really a Villain

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“Go to your village and bring me a basin of water, I will teach you,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.

The child glanced at Xu Zimo ignorantly, then ran into the village in a hurry.

Seeing the child leaving behind, Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head.

Although he had seen it once in his previous life, when he saw it again, he still had to feel that the spiritual wisdom of the children in these paintings was so high.

It didn’t take long for the child to run over with a small basin of water gasping for breath.

Xu Zimo placed the water basin under the sun and adjusted the angle, and saw a reflection of the sun in the water.

“You shoot arrows at this reflection so that you can hit the sun,” Xu Zimo said, pointing to the basin.

The test of bowing the bow to shoot the sun is a bit like a monkey seabed to fish the moon, but the difference is that the monkey failed to fish the moon, but it can shoot the sun.

The children gave Xu Zimo a suspicious look, then bend bow and place arrow and shot down at the reflection of the sun in the water.

When the bow and arrow pierced the reflection, the reflection in the water was not at all disrupted, causing a little ripple.

Instead, I only heard a muffled hong long long sound in the sky, and then naked eye saw that the sun hanging high in the sky fell from in the sky like a fireball.

“The sun went down and we shot,” a few children cheered around there.

Xu Zimo smiled on the side, and as the sun fell from the sky, the space Xu Zimo was in twisted and shook again.

The space in front of him changed, when he opened his eyes, he found himself back on the plain again.

Another painting appeared in front of me. It was a scene of several children bending their bows and shooting the sun.

Xu Zimo put the painting away and continued to move north.

Originally, after the sun was shot, the surrounding temperature had returned to normal, but as Xu Zimo walked forward, he felt that the temperature seemed to be getting colder and colder.

The sun was covered by dark clouds, and snow fell from the sky.

This snowflake gets bigger and bigger, and the snow under your feet is getting thicker and thicker, and even the surrounding temperature starts to become cold.

Xu Zimo is now True Vein Realm Peak, but he can still feel the cold.

It is not only the cold on the body, but also the cold deep into the bone marrow.

He sat cross-legged, letting the snowflakes fall on him.

In less than a while, his whole body was completely buried in the snow, and his whole person became a snowman.

Xu Zimo just felt that his whole body was frozen and numb, without any sensation.

Even the organs of the whole body are frozen, and the speed of the heartbeat seems to be getting slower and slower.

“It’s going to die,” Xu Zimo grinned, but found that his muscles were frozen.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness has become more and more blurred, and there seemed to be a voice in the dark that had been admonishing him.

“Sleep, everything is over when you fall asleep.”

Obviously the body has been in shock, and the consciousness tends to fall asleep, but the obsession in Xu Zimo’s heart still does not want to end like this.

This race against time, and the competition pulled by Death God is the most tormenting.

Xu Zimo didn’t know how long it took, but he felt that his whole body was frozen. He seemed to be numb to this coldness, and he couldn’t even hear his own heartbeat.

Suddenly, a warm heat began to beat in his chest, clear comprehension Dao Heart in death, and then aroused the fire of a prairie prairie in the sky.

It’s like that one spark can start a prairie fire.

Xu Zimo only felt that the warmth was very weak, but the cold in his body was instantly driven away.

The snow all over the sky seemed to have stopped falling, Xu Zimo slowly opened his eyes and realized that the scene of World of Ice and Snow before him was gone.

He appeared on the plain again, with a picture in front of him.

Ice and snow swept the sky and covering the earth, 10000 things were frozen, but only under the snow and ice, there was a person like pine and cypress, sitting cross-legged to the ground.

completely motionless, as if even if ice and snow bury the entire world, he will not be destroyed.

This is the scene above the painting. Xu Zimo puts it away and continues to move forward.

The third test actually tests the temperament. No matter how difficult it is, you can’t give up a little hope even before you die.

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Xu Zimo continued to move forward. After walking a section of the road, his eyes were attracted by the sight of up ahead.

The high mountains in the distance are close at hand, but hidden in the mist, the white clouds in the sky seem to have just reached the top of the head.

As if reaching for a hand to catch the white clouds, the blue sky was obviously shining with a little starlight during the day.

Up ahead is the endless sea. In the middle of the sea, a huge wave rolls, and the huge wave rolls up the monstrous water, but it will not fall.

In the middle of two huge waves, a cobblestone path leads directly to the quiet path.

The pebbles are floating on the cyan sea water, and the sea water reflects the starry sky and white clouds above the head, as well as the mist of the mountains just behind me.

In the middle of the cobblestone path, there is an inkstone and a table. At this time, a middle age person wearing an azure robe is standing in front of the table, painting as much as he can.

Xu Zimo stepped onto the pebbles step by step, then walked to the middle age person.

He watched the middle age person painting, but there was no paper on the table. The middle age person held a wolf hair brush, as if painting in the air.

After a long time, the middle age person put down the paintbrush and saw the spiritual qi around him suddenly fluctuate.

A fish jumped out of the space in front of him, the fish leaped into the sea, and then a series of goldfish jumped out of the space.

“Did you see anything?” the middle age person asked with a smile.

“I don’t understand,” Xu Zimo shook his head.

“You are sincere,” the middle age person said with a smile: “You are the first Inheritor to come here.

According to the regulations, as long as you can draw a picture with artistic conception, you can get my magic brush. “

“I don’t know how to paint,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head, “and I’m not here to accept your magic pen inheritance.”

Hearing Xu Zimo’s words, the middle age person was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: “Then you are here to find the world beads. I’m sorry, the world beads are not in the inheritance of this painting palace.”

“I have paintings,” Xu Zi laughed likewise, taking out the 3 paintings he had obtained before.

“These paintings can only accept the inheritance of the magic pen, and I will not give the world beads to others,” said the middle age person.

“You should look at this painting first,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Then he took out the 4th painting from Najie, which he got from Nie Xingqing before.

The self-portrait of Feng Zu is painted on it.

“Why is this painting in your hands,” the middle age person expression changed slightly and asked, “Are you a descendant of her?”

“It’s not important. When you painted this picture, you promised Feng Zu. As long as someone comes to you with this painting, you will be satisfied with any request,” Xu Zimo said with a smile: “Right. , Ruthless Senior.”