Raiders Villain Male Lead Project [Transmigration Book]

Dark clouds covered the moon, Ren Ke's eyes dimmed, he remembered that he hadn't returned to the pharmacy for two days and three nights, presumably the master should be worried, he has to rush back, let Jin Xing take care of the rest.

A young man approached him, blocked his way, and asked in a cold voice, "Live Hades?"

Ren Ke looked down at his silk and satin suit. There was a sign hanging around his waist, which was unique to Hengshan disciples. The light was too dim, so he couldn't read the name clearly.

Unlucky, he bumped into a respectable and decent man, Ren Ke held his sword solemnly, "What's the matter?"

The decent disciple frowned at him: "Why did you kill them?"

In the past, when I met a decent sect of a famous family, it was either you die or I live, but now there is a living Bodhisattva who would ask why, Ren Ke lowered his eyes and sneered, "Is there any problem with Hades accepting only one person?"

The decent disciple's eyes were cold, "You stop, I'll pretend it never happened."

Ren Ke sneered, "You are overestimating yourself."

"How wrong are you!"

Ren Ke raised his eyes and looked at him. He looked pretty good. He didn't know how he was in his heart. He was so reluctant to do anything and just persuaded him with his mouth.

Ren Ke didn't want to waste time with him, and walked forward without looking back, when he heard his trembling voice: "I will kill you."

He lowered his eyes slightly, whistled to call Xiao Ming, and got on his horse, "I will kill you too."

With the sound of horseshoes, Ren Ke's mind was very confused, and he suddenly thought of a person.

"Wow... sand..."

The leaves rustled, he reined in the reins, his eyes instantly became cold, and he held the scabbard tightly.

"Ah Yan, I will leave these people to you."

After finishing speaking, he rode his horse forward, and white-clothed disciples jumped out from all directions in an instant. He leaned over to avoid the sharp sword, turned around and got back on the horse's back, and rode the horse forward.

The white-clothed disciples attacked again, and suddenly a black-robed man appeared, wearing a silver mask covering half of his face, his eyes were piercing, and the long sword in his hand was invincible, blocking all the white-clothed disciples, allowing Ren Ke to leave unimpeded .

The closer he got to the medicine store, the more deadly the atmosphere Ren Ke felt.

There was no light in the main house, but the pharmacy was on. He gently approached and opened the door, and saw Xu Yan sitting in front of the medicine stove.

"Master."

Seeing the shocking blood on his body, Xu Yan's hands on his legs trembled slightly, and a hoarse voice said, "You killed someone again."

"Ah."

The use of the word "you" is really interesting, presumably referring to the other people he killed before.

Xu Yan staggered to his feet, coughing, and took the medicine on the table.

Ren Ke took two steps forward to help him, but was invisibly turned away by him.

"You sit down."

He sat down obediently, put the bloody sword on the table, and looked at the medicine in Master's hand suspiciously. The strong smell of medicine filled the whole room. : "Master, what is this?"

Xu Yan handed him the medicine, and upon closer inspection, his hands seemed to be trembling a little, and he spoke with a heavy breath that he didn't usually have, "This is the medicine you made from the prescription you made, try it yourself. wrong."

The master refused to really teach him, and asked him to prepare prescriptions for minor ailments. Most of them promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, relieve cough and replenish qi and blood. How can they have such a strong medicinal smell.

Ren Ke raised his eyes, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, he reached out to take the medicine bowl, the medicine bowl was ice cold, maybe it had been left for a long time, and the medicine reflected his eyes in it.

"Aren't you asking me why I killed someone?"

Xu Yan: "What's the use of asking, people are already dead."

Ren Ke: "Master, do you know why I want to study medicine?"

Xu Yan remained silent.

"My mother's name is Ren Xiu. You must have heard her name before. People she saved called her the Immortal Doctor. The book "Qi and Blood Nursing Records" that I often read was written by her. She taught me when she was still alive. I know medicinal materials, and I just hope that one day I can hang a pot to help the world."

His voice was a little low and choked up.After finishing speaking, there was a deathly silence in the pharmacy.Xu Yan stared at him blankly, those eyes that had seen countless vicissitudes in the world seemed to have lost their lives at this moment.

"Qijiu also said that I could save him by taking you as my teacher, but he didn't wait, he died under my sword."

Something fell into the medicine bowl and made a crisp sound, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Ren Ke raised his head slowly, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, he suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled sadly.

"Master never asked me why I want to study medicine, why I kill people, why...don't kill you."

As if Xu Yan hadn't recovered from the shock, he suddenly supported the table next to him, breathing heavily.

"You...your mother..."

Ren Ke put the bowl aside, stood up and smiled happily, "Master, if you ask me, I will definitely tell you." He smiled bitterly, he is also a human being, he will be hurt and sad.

Unfortunately, Master never asked.

Why do strangers who meet for the first time always ask, but as a master, he never asks, he just blames him and is afraid of him.

Why every master wants to kill him, he obviously wants to respect them so much.

Xu Yan felt as if there was a big rock in his heart, tightly pressing down on his heart.

Ren Ke raised his hand to wipe his tears, the corner of his mouth raised, "Do you want to poison me to death?"

Xu Yan turned pale with shock, "What!" He stared at the medicine bowl with indescribable surprise in his eyes.

Ren Ke: "Arsenic, ginkgo biloba, snake bile..."

Every medicine is highly poisonous, and if one is eaten alone, it will die, and if mixed together, there is no possibility of survival.

There is really no room for it.

He had stayed in Qishan and the ghost forest for a long time, and there was a more terrifying poison in it, so much poison gathered in his body, how could he not recognize it.

Seeing him approaching step by step, Xu Yan broke down and shouted: "Enough! Enough, you killed people, you killed too many people."

He seemed to be telling himself that he had done nothing wrong. This kind of behavior made Ren Ke want to laugh, and slowly he laughed wildly and wildly.

"Damn them! Damn them, Master! You die too, because you're going to kill me."

Ren Ke held the Hades sword tightly, his hands trembling.

"Do you know that I am afraid that those who want to kill me will take you as a threat and hurt you, so I will send someone to protect you secretly and come back often, but you!"

"You let those decent people ambush me, and you prepared medicine for me, trying to put me to death. You are my master."

Xu Yan's expression was complicated, more fear than surprise, he kept coughing, unable to speak, "I...I..."

Suddenly, Ren Ke approached him, his eyes were red as if poured with blood, he gritted his teeth and stared at Xu Yan.

"That's right, I killed people, I killed many people, from Southwest City to Fengqi, and then there is the capital city, I just want to kill everyone!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands in front of him, with Zhu Xiao's blood still remaining on them, and he retracted his hands to cover his eyes, showing a strange expression.

Xu Yan stepped back and fell to the ground, the corner of his clothes touched the table, and the medicine bowl on it fell to the ground, splashing the medicine everywhere.

Regardless of other things, he pointed at the person in front of him and shouted, "Crazy! Crazy!"

Ren Ke put down his hand, suddenly stepped forward and pulled him to point at his hand, met his terrified eyes, and said viciously: "I am a lunatic, I am a lunatic, because I can only kill when I am crazy, kill Those damn people."

Xu Yan was already pale with fright and trembling all over, as if he had a stroke. It seemed that something was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't speak out because of fear.

People in the Jianghu called him the living King of Hades. At this moment, tears fell from his usually indifferent eyes, and fell on Xu Yan's wrist, which made his heart tremble slightly.

Ren Ke put down his master's hand, stood up and looked at the broken bowl on the ground, his eyes were determined, and he lowered his eyes slightly.

"do not want!"

The Hades sword was unsheathed, and the blood splashed on his hands and his white clothes, fused with Zhu Xiao's blood before.

The restless atmosphere calmed down, Mu Xuan held his sword, his hand was covered with blood, and the blood dripped to the ground, Xu Yan was old and couldn't stand the stimulation, and he passed out after rolling his eyes.

Ren Ke stared at him blankly, his crazy expression gradually became calm.

Mu Xuan knew that he was going crazy, so he went up the sword little by little, and finally held down his cold hand, "You will regret it for the rest of your life if you kill him."

Ren Ke looked at the face in front of him that had no resemblance to Qi Jiu, but his eyes were as gentle as Qi Jiu's when he saw himself, he opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to ask.

Mu Xuan seemed to have heard his question, and hugged him, "It's me."

His whole body seemed to warm up, pulling him back from the ice to the ground, Ren Kemu leaned on his shoulder, "Is it a dream?"

Mu Xuan touched his face with his hand, Ren Ke's mind was full of images of him killing Qijiu, he pulled it out suddenly, Yan Wangjian pointed directly at his throat, and shouted in a broken voice: "Qijiu is dead!"

This sentence, Liu Xu said to him countless times, but he ignored it, but now he yelled it himself, no matter how long it takes to mention it again, it will make people collapse when the person he loves leaves.

Mu Xuan didn't expect him to react so strongly, he was stunned for a moment, then retreated slightly away from his sword, and calmed his emotions first, "Calm down a little bit, listen to me."

Ren Ke lowered his sword, his eyes full of sadness, "I also hope that you are him, but you are not, you are not, my Qijiu died, died by my sword, twice, twice, it was me, twice It's all me, he's so good, how could I do it, how could I..." He couldn't continue, swept everything on the table, and suddenly pointed his sword at Mu Xuan, and wiped away his tears Go, with a cold smile, like crazy.

Hearing what he said, Mu Xuan was already stunned, so for the first time in Qishan, he already knew that he killed himself, he couldn't believe it, this lunatic knew how much he would collapse in the future, how did he get over it.

"You dare to impersonate Qijiu with anything! How dare you defile my Qijiu."

Ren Ke reprimanded him step by step, approaching with murderous aura, Mu Xuan couldn't retreat, leaning against the medicine cabinet, looking at the sword so close at hand, he felt that he became even crazier, "Ren Ke, it's really me, I'm Seven Nine."

Ren Ke turned a deaf ear and approached step by step.

Mu Xuan was about to go crazy, this lunatic couldn't understand the words, he seemed to be trapped in his own world, and couldn't hear anyone who said it.

"Ren Ke, Ren Ke, calm down!"

"But..." He stopped suddenly, dropped the Hades sword again, covered his eyes almost collapsed, and begged suddenly: "Can you pretend to be him, you don't have to do anything, just... just call My name is fine, I can give you anything you want."

Mu Xuan's heart was broken by what he said, he would rather see him murder someone viciously than see him begging so humblely.

He went forward to hug him, even if he went crazy again and died, he just wanted to hug him at this moment.

Ren Ke let him hold him, wanted to hold him but put his hand down, "Qijiu, I'm sorry, I'm really going to die soon."

He knew it was fake, but he still coveted the warmth of this moment.

In the four years without him, he has been thinking about him all the time, feeling that the wind is him, the rain is him, even a certain figure on the street looks like him, but it is not him.