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

Jing Xing was so fierce that he was about to split the world.

In the blue light of the sword, the Demon God laughed wantonly and wildly: "It's you! It's you!"

This sound reverberated in the heaven and earth, echoing the rumbling thunder and majestic rain, the mixed shock and madness, joy and hatred, under the purple and white electric light, it was terrifying.

No one knew why he suddenly showed such a crazy state, and no one could understand the complicated emotions mixed in those eyes.

They only saw that Lu Qianchuan did not flinch under the impact of the powerful magic power, and the azure blue aura spewed out between the sky and the earth, which was so powerful that it made one's heart palpitate.

This is Lu Qianchuan whom no one has seen before.

Shao Shu opened his mouth blankly, and the rain poured into his mouth in an instant, but he had no time to care about it, his eyes were fixed on Lu Qianchuan's figure without blinking.

This is not the skill of Wanlingzong.

Nor is it a common technique used by the royal family of the Demon Realm.

Every time he moves, he seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth. Obviously, his spiritual power is far from that of the demon god, but he can get closer to the demon god little by little with his strange body skills.

He doesn't even look like the usual Lu Qianchuan.

When Shao Shu was still surprised, Yan Zian on the other side shouted loudly: "Asakawa!"

Lu Qianchuan didn't respond.

All the surrounding noises have gone away, and at this moment he only has one thought in his mind: to tear this person apart!

To knock down this person who dared to hurt Mo Chenyuan!

Make him pay for what he did!

He broke through the demon god's defense at an extremely fast speed, but there was still a voice in his heart: not enough.

He needs to be faster and stronger, until he has enough strength to protect Mo Chenyuan, until the people he values ​​will never be hurt by such a guy again.

"Do you want to become stronger?" A voice from nowhere suddenly rose in my heart.

Yes!

"Then why don't you wake up?"

What wake up?

"Retrieve the original memory and restore the original strength," said the voice, "Only in this way can you protect the people you value."

Original strength?

When Jing Xing pierced the demon god's barrier again, the voice said: "Jingxi, it's time to come back."

In an instant, Lu Qianchuan saw two exquisite and unparalleled small boxes appearing in front of his eyes.

Even though his body was still moving, he clearly knew that his attack had not stopped, but his consciousness gradually sank uncontrollably, and the surrounding scenery even changed.

"Open them," said the voice, "and welcome back to the old you."

Original him?

His fingers touched the edge of the box hesitantly, and he thought to himself: "The original me? Is it the me from the previous life?"

Isn't he already dead in his previous life?

"Why don't you move?" The voice continued, "You should have looked down on the world, and you are unparalleled. Are you satisfied with your current appearance? Don't you want to take back what belongs to you?"

Something that belonged to him...

Scenes from the previous life flashed in his mind, Lu Qianchuan thought: "Is there anything that belongs to me?"

A young man lost his parents, he was tossed and wandered in relatives' homes; he had a withdrawn personality, and he lived on the edge of his classmates' topics; he was a full-time writer, and he had no company store to rely on.

No family, no friends, no steady day job.

What did he have in his previous life?

All he has is the stories that come out of the illusions in his pen, only those magnificent and strange worlds, and those protagonists with different personalities.

Among those protagonists, there is Mo Chenyuan.

Thinking of Mo Chenyuan, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, thinking: "These are really mine."

Mo Chenyuan, Yan Zi'an, Shao Shu, Lu Fengyi... These people who were created by him, accompanied him for countless days and nights, and became his close relatives after he crossed over, are the ones who will never abandon him , is also an existence that he really can't let go of.

All along, he has lived under the protection of his master and others, and Mo Chenyuan is always there in time of crisis.

He hardly ever did anything for them.

All he'd done so far was cause trouble after trouble, make them worry again and again.

He had long wanted to do something for them.

Pointing his fingers on the box, it seemed that the lid of the box would be lifted in the next second.

The voice said: "Open it, take back what belongs to you, and return to the real you."

"Oh?" Lu Qianchuan said calmly, "Then I am not the real me now?"

"The you now, with your power and memory sealed, can only be regarded as a part of you." That voice said.

"Heh," Lu Qianchuan said seriously with a rare hint of mockery, "but I think the real me now is me."

A flash of spiritual light suddenly condensed from the fingertips, and with a flip of the wrist, the surging spiritual current rushed to the two small boxes from all directions.

In the crisp crackling sound, all illusions were reduced to nothingness.

When the consciousness returned to the body, Lu Qianchuan picked up the sword and threw it at the demon god in the center of the demonic energy——

A howl came from the vast sky, and the spirit dragon that defeated the green python pierced through the clouds and returned to Lu Qianchuan with the force of wind and thunder.

The piece of cloud it penetrated scattered, and the first ray of sunlight between heaven and earth shone on the ground.

Shining on Lu Qianchuan's body, he was as proud as if he was standing on a cloud.