When the Villain Become a Protagonist

"Brother, I'm not as good as others this time. I didn't help you in any way. I'm sorry for you!"

At this time, Han Tianling was apologetic, and there was not the slightest look in his eyes. It could be seen that he was really ashamed.

"Oh, brother, I know that you have tried your best, and this is not to blame you. I am just worried that you will encounter some obstacles when you go to the Holy City of Fighting Spirits this time to do business?"

The speaker is very similar to Han Tianling, but the difference is that he is not as soft and weak as Han Tianling, but is a big man with strong muscles. Naturally, he is Han Tianzong.

Listening to his brother's care, Han Tianling's heart warmed: "Brother don't worry, this trip to the Holy City is just to fulfill the marriage contract that the master made for me back then, there will be no difficulty."

"But I heard that that house is no longer what it used to be, it will...?"

"Big brother, don't worry. If the Li family doesn't fulfill the promise, Han Tianling will tear up the marriage certificate!"

Han Tianzong, who was interrupted midway, thought about it carefully, and for a long time, his brows stretched slightly and said; "In this case, I will send some confidants to follow you."

...

"Squeak!"

The door was gently pushed open, and Chen Feng tiptoed to the front of Shen Wudao. He whispered: "Doctor Luo, just got news that Han Tianling has already gone to the Holy City of Fighting Souls."

Hearing, Shen Wudao turned his head slightly: "Thank you Brother Chen, but please prepare in advance. I will go to the Holy City of Fighting Souls when Feng Ling gets better."

"Doctor Luo, don't worry, Chen Feng will definitely be ready!"

"Squeak!" With a sound, the door was carefully closed again

Chen Feng went gently again, just as he came gently.

The room was suddenly surprisingly quiet, only the regular breathing could be heard.

Looking at the girl with red cheeks lying on the bed, Shenwudao sighed secretly: "Oh, this body is really bad, and she has a high fever."

"It's just Feng Ling, I can't blame this god son for not giving you the elixir. Who said you are the daughter of luck, and even the little princess of the Phoenix clan? To put it bluntly-I am greedy for you! "

"Wow!"

While changing the hot towel on the forehead for the girl, Shenwudao muttered in his heart.

Three days later, the sun was rising. When the afterglow of the morning shone on Feng Ling's pale face through the window, the girl's fingers also moved quietly.

"Hum".

The girl hummed, and then her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Feng Ling could feel that she was ill, and for the past few days, someone has been taking care of her intricately.

"But now, where is he?"

The girl was anxious, and quickly turned her head to look out of the bed. She saw the sleeping man lying beside the bed. Although the man was handsome and good-looking, he was frowning at this moment, as if something was annoying. of.

"It really made Lord Luo worry about me."

There is infinite sweetness in the girl's heart. She stretched out her right hand with some difficulty, and stroked the man's slashed face so softly.

At the same time, in a dream of Godlessness.

"Hehe, you want to conquer three thousand worlds, this world is your greatest enemy, come on, this is the battle of the traversers, and even the glory of the villains!"

God didn't want to see clearly who the speaker was, but no matter how hard he tried, that person was like wearing a veil that made him see it unrealistically.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

All of a sudden, the sky and the earth broke apart.

Shenwudao gave up the idea of ​​seeing that person clearly, and instead set up a mental challenge of twelve points.

The endless space was torn into pieces, and countless dynasties were bombarded into ruins by the remnants of fighting.

The two were fighting endlessly, not knowing how many spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed.

Shen Wudao: "Add one zero seven four three six two two seven six, and we will fight again in the future."

That person: "What the hell? Don't run!"

"Huh, huh, huh~~"

The so-called match is a match of opponents, evenly matched, both of them are gasping for breath, the same thing is that the eyes of both sides are revealing strong killing intent.

"boom!"

In an instant, thunder blasted and the vast sky was instantly filled with dark clouds.

"Wow!"

A flash of light suddenly appeared in the ink-like sky, and then, there was a giant hand that seemed to come from the abyss of hell. It slowly fell from the sky, and its goal was God's innocence!

Looking at the black giant palm exuding a frightening atmosphere, Shen Wudao wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape!

"Sanctions, sanctions!"

The solemn voice spread all over the sky. Under the desperate expression of Shenwudao, there was a loud "boom" and huge palm prints were photographed...

"no, do not want!"

"Master Luo, you, what's the matter with you!?"

Seeing Shen Wudao who suddenly woke up, Feng Ling's heart was full of worries.

The shock was calmed a bit, Shen Wudao forcibly endured the fear in his heart, he pretended to be calm and said: "Let Feng Ling laugh, I just had a nightmare."

After that, Shen Wudao barely showed a self-deprecating smile, but no one knew that his shirt had been wet with cold sweat.

"Master Luo, Feng Ling is not good. You must have had this nightmare because taking care of me was too hard!"

The more the girl thought about it, the more guilty she became. After a while, her eyes became dim with tears.

"Oh, Feng Ling, you can't think like that. I think you took care of me for three months in the same way. If you said that you worked hard, it was you who worked hard! As for having nightmares, it has nothing to do with you."

Shen Wu Dao comforted the girl while holding her somewhat boring little hand, and then he said: "Feng Ling, you have to take care of the illness quickly. When you get better, I will I'll take you to the Holy City of Fighting Souls. I heard it is very busy and lively, you will love it!"

"Well, I listen to Lord Luo for everything!"

Feeling dizzy, the girl nodded and agreed without knowing what was going on.

Seeing that the girl was finally dealt with, the godless eyes suddenly became heavy.

"The traveler still claims to be the Jiezi, is it the Jiezi of the hell who has something to do with Lin Xiaotian?"

"But what's the matter with that giant hand?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Wudao sighed in his heart: "Oh, let it go, it is unknown whether the dreams will happen, even if it is true, my God Wudao soldiers come to cover the water and earth, who am I afraid of!?"

As an optimist, Shenwudao didn't worry too much about this strange dream, but he kept a little mind.

On the other side, Han Tianling.

Today is the third day of Han Tianling's departure. At this moment, he is a little bored riding on the flying mount Four-winged Cloud Eagle.

"Om, hum, hum!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be some kind of resonance in his mind.

"Stop! Let's go down and take a look!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The four-winged cloud eagle landed at extreme speed under the control of the guards. As he got closer to the ground, Han Tianling's heart became more and more excited: "There must be a treasure in this area. Now, it will be my Han Tianling!"

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