You've never seen such a righteous villain [Transmigration Book]

Lu Qianchuan silently added the background voice to him: Please don't forget that Mo Chenyuan is the hero.

What the male lead said nonsense, can that be called nonsense?

That must be called God's prophecy.

And judging by Mo Chenyuan's expression, the moisture in this "nonsense"... seems to be very large.

He looked more like guessing based on clues.

Hua Wenyue said: "If according to what you said, that person is looking for that God..."

"Then his identity will be revealed." Qin Yufeng said.

The air in the room fell silent again.

According to ancient legends passed down from generation to generation, there is more than one God who created the world.

The one who created the human world was the familiar God Jingxi, and the one who created the demon world was the twin brother of God Jingxi, the Nightmare Demon God.

The legend of Jingxi is widely circulated in the human world, but nightmares rarely appear in the mouths of human beings.

Even if they appear, it is the elders who scare the disobedient children at home, saying that the demon god who can destroy the world only eats disobedient children.

Lu Qianchuan frowns secretly as he picks up on the news given by [-].

According to the legend, Nightmare opposes Jingxi in everything. When Jingxi created the world, he wanted to destroy it.

In the original text, Mo Chenyuan, who finally destroyed the world, was not the "Nightmare Demon God" of Lao Shizi.

Thinking about it this way, that god who sounds awesome seems to be here...to complete the plot?

After reading all the prompts given by [-], Lu Qianchuan said to several people: "That person's goal is God Jingxi. It seems that if he can't find God Jingxi, he won't let it go."

Several people nodded in agreement, Hua Wenyue snorted softly: "It is rumored that Jingxi is buried in a secret realm, who can find out where he is?"

"We can't intervene in the fight between them." Shao Shu rubbed his forehead with a headache, "If that person doesn't press on, we will delay it first and take one step at a time."

Originally, he liked to arrange his character in order in everything, but this time it was because the enemy was too difficult that he said such words a little dejectedly.

Lu Qianchuan and Mo Chenyuan looked at each other, but neither of them mentioned anything about Raksha Hell.

Lu Qianchuan felt that according to what they had seen and heard in Raksha Hell, that God Jingxi was probably no longer alive, and they would never be able to find such a person no matter what.

And Mo Chenyuan stared at Lu Qianchuan's side face with deep eyes, without speaking for a long time.

After a while, Lu Qianchuan asked, "Then Luo Huayin... what should we do?"

Shaoshu's heart swelled, and his head hurt even more.

Hua Wenyue glanced at him, and said quietly: "Let's just hang out, I have a hunch, he will catch fire sooner or later."

Hua Wenyue's premonition was [-]% accurate, and the few people made fun of it, and then dispersed to prepare for the next siege.

After returning to the tent, Mo Chenyuan hugged Lu Qianchuan, and lightly bit the blood rose on the back of his neck.

Lu Qianchuan felt the pain and pushed him away: "What nonsense!"

Mo Chenyuan held his hand reluctantly, placed it on his heart, and said confidently: "I'm flustered."

"what happened?"

Lu Qianchuan was in doubt, and felt his heartbeat carefully, for fear that the child's magical power might not go right, and it would go straight to his heart and cause a catastrophe.

However, Mo Chenyuan's heartbeat was very steady, and he himself had an expression of an old god: "I'm afraid that senior brother will disappear again someday."

Lu Qianchuan was amused for a while, and patted him on the chest lightly: "You have already branded the seal, where else can I go?"

Mo Chenyuan still lowered his eyelashes, showing a look of aggrieved but afraid to speak.

Lu Qianchuan had no choice but to force him onto the bed: "Sleep with you."

He brought a book from the table, opened the pages, and said to Mo Chenyuan: "Do you want to hear a bedtime story?"

Mo Chenyuan turned over and hugged his waist while lying on his side, with his face pressed against his waist: "Listen."

Lu Qianchuan smiled helplessly.

What he took was a book on the art of war. There were no interesting stories in the book, but many examples of siege of cities and territories were cited in the book.

He picked a few interesting stories to read to Mo Chenyuan, and after a while he felt thirsty, and when he was about to get up to drink a glass of water, he raised his head, only to find that Mo Chenyuan was not listening to the story at all, but Staring at him without blinking.

He was slightly startled: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Mo Chenyuan said, "It's almost time, brother, let's sleep too."

The candles were extinguished, and the tent went dark in an instant.

Lu Qianchuan has always felt tired these days, and at night, he can almost fall asleep after touching the pillow.

He slept fast, so he didn't even know that the person beside him who was supposed to be lying peacefully got up every night after he fell asleep peacefully, watching him quietly from the sidelines.

Mo Chenyuan stretched out his hand, and his index finger lingered across the senior brother's cheek, bringing up a small layer of light blue aura.

Lu Qianchuan never knew that after he fell asleep every night, his body would emit such a small halo of its own accord.

This is not a sign of a loss of spiritual power. If you have to say it, it is more like something in his body is gradually breaking free from the shackles of the seal and slowly overflowing from the depths of his soul.

Mo Chenyuan pursed his lips, lay back lightly, and hugged him tightly.

Except for Lu Qianchuan himself, he is the only one who has seen Lu Qianchuan's previous life and knows what he looked like at that time.

Reminiscent of what he saw and heard in Raksha Hell, he can easily relate many things that Lu Qianchuan himself did not discover.

These conjectures are all well-founded, and it is impossible for him to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

During the day, he could use other things to distract his attention, but at night, he could only watch as Lu Qianchuan's spiritual power became stronger and stronger, while the seal on his soul became weaker and weaker.

One day, the seal will disappear completely, and his elder brother will be able to remember everything from the beginning.

Staring at the top of the pitch-black tent, Mo Chenyuan raised one hand, and looked over and over under the light blue light.

This is a hand that can pull out Si Ming and protect Lu Qianchuan behind him.

Since he got acquainted with Lu Qianchuan at the age of 16, he has been training himself unremittingly, and finally from being out of reach at the beginning, he has caught up to the point where he is now walking side by side, and even able to protect his senior brother behind him.

But what happens when Lu Qianchuan's blood is awakened?

What should he do?

Would that senior brother who had regained his status as a god still give such a small self a downcast look?

The light in the blood-colored pupils was getting darker and darker. He put down his hands, hugged Lu Qianchuan tightly again, and at the same time printed a very light kiss on the man's cheek.