The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Chapter 348 I am the leader of Hehuan Sect, so what if I am not serious?

Heavy rain poured down from the sky, as if crying for the tragedy on earth below, and as if washing away the filth of the world.

Nan Zhiyi was wearing a black cloak and a black hat on her head, standing on the roof in the heavy rain.

He stayed there for three days, and no matter how heavy the rain was, it did not touch him at all.

He coldly witnessed a young man in blue clothes who was driven forward by hatred and kicked open the door of his enemy's house to seek revenge.

The former number one family in Xiangcheng declined and was wiped out at a devastating speed, as if it had encountered its natural enemy.

Three days of continuous fighting had exhausted the young man, and the last child hiding in the corner was killed.

The young man raised his head with the sword in his hand, revealing a hideous face stained with blood. He looked at Nan Zhiyi who was standing on the roof with sharp and cold eyes.

With a run-up, he jumped onto the cliff and stood opposite him.

Although his hands were already broken from the long-term fighting, his sword was still pointed straight at the opponent steadily with an invincible momentum.

"Are you the one they sent to kill me?" The rough voice was hoarse and low, containing strong murderous intent.

"No, I'm here to help you." Nan Zhiyi felt the murderous intent coming quickly from all directions and clenched the red lotus in his hand.

The boy seemed to have heard a joke. He doubled over with laughter and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

The scarred face looked even more hideous as it trembled due to its owner's exaggerated movements.

"Haha... help me, do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? I'll wipe out Qin Haoyu's family, and everyone can kill me.

You righteous people would kill me if you didn't, but why would you help me?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Today it's either me or you who will die. Draw your sword!" said the young man, and in an instant he rushed towards Nan Zhiyi with a sharp look in his eyes and a sword in his hand.

Nan Zhiyi sighed helplessly, and a red silk tied with a copper bell flew out and hit the boy's injured wrist. He knocked the sword out of his hand, and took the opportunity to wrap him up like a cicada pupa and held him in his arms.

Just at this moment, the righteous people who came to support came here one after another, with cold brows and righteous eyes, holding various weapons in their hands and surrounded the two people.

Nan Zhiyi pulled back the red silk that was restraining the young man and looked at the people around him vigilantly.

"Oh my, sorry for the trouble~"

"Who told you to be so depressed and want to be a hero to save the shame?" Starry Sky Beast looked at the young man, turned his head away with an expression of dismay, and joked.

"I can't help it. This little guy always pleases me."

Nan Zhiyi was obsessively sniffing the familiar smell of rotting blood and the thick, charming smell of hatred like poppy flowers in the air, with an evil smile on his lips.

The young man took the opportunity to attack him, using the Black Tiger Heart-Rending Move. His hands touched his delicate and soft skin, and the young man froze in place for a moment.

Isn't this the guy who goes out without clothes?

Nan Zhiyi's eyes flashed scarlet light, she lowered her head and grabbed his hand, then lowered her head and kissed it, "Brother, I came to save you, and you attacked me, it really makes me sad!"

The boy looked at him in disbelief with his pupils wide open, his face flushed instantly, and he struggled to free himself from his hands and rubbed them against his back.

"You scoundrel, how dare you be so disrespectful to me? Be careful or I will skin you alive."

Nan Zhiyi looked at his cute and embarrassed look and couldn't help but chuckled with pleasure.

The boy's cheeks became redder and his whole body was stained with a thin layer of red. He glared at him angrily.

The leader of the righteous group, Guiyi Zhenren, could not bear to see the two ignoring him and the others flirting with each other, so he took the lead and attacked them with a sword.

Nan Zhiyi took the time to look up, and casually threw Hong Ling out, knocking him away. He crashed into countless rockery and rubble along the way before he stopped. He spit out blood and fainted.

The others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and rushed forward.

When Nan Zhiyi waved his hand, Hongling was pulled out by his internal force and spread out, like a red whip that tore people's skin and flesh.

Then it floated away, covering the sun and forming an area. The small bells on it tinkled and played the music of death.

Their leaping figures were like dumplings falling down with a crackling sound.

At this moment, gravity began to take effect again, and everyone felt as if they were carrying a mountain, making it difficult to move forward.

Everyone realized that so many people were unable to do anything about this evil, and they started to play the emotional card.

Yin Xiuning Dehai, with a righteous look on his face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sat on the ground.

"Who exactly are you, Your Excellency? Do you want to stop us from eradicating evil and upholding justice?"

"Are you blind? Can't you see that we are a group of evil demons?" Nan Zhiyi said with a sarcastic smile, controlling the boy's hand and watching him hug him in his arms.

Seeing that this strange man seemed to be really here to help him, the young boy stopped struggling and resisting, and instead leaned in his arms to rest.

Anyway, my life is worthless and my revenge has been taken. It doesn't matter whether I live or die.

Ning Dehai was speechless, but the girl next to him holding a red tasseled spear took over the conversation and bowed to him with a look of reverence.

"You are joking, sir. Judging from your strong inner strength and righteousness, I know you are definitely not in the same group as this evil cult monster.

And we all saw that you came later, and did not participate in the massacre of Xiangzhuang at all."

She was also the one with the least injuries because she had no intention of killing Nan Zhiyi.

Unfortunately, Nan Zhiyi was not the kind of person who was easily bullied and continued to talk without giving in.

"Oh, so you are not blind? Then why did you shout and kill me as soon as you came here?"

"We had no intention of going against you, but seeing that your martial arts were really amazing, we wanted to learn from you, so we resorted to this desperate measure. We apologize for the disturbance.

We are here only to capture this demon cult monster, and we hope you will show some mercy and not interfere?"

When the young man heard his words, he hugged Nan Zhiyi tightly nervously, lifted his hat and went in, where he saw a very shocking face.

Different from the introverted and elegant appearance of the people in the Central Plains, this style has an exotic, profound, tall, and flamboyant style.

Under the black cloak was an extremely cool red gauze dress, which vaguely outlined his good figure and exposed his chest.

It looks extremely indecent, bold and presumptuous.

The boy was stunned for a moment, his ears turned red instantly, and he bit his chest muscle in revenge.

Nan Zhiyi's expression became more sarcastic, and she patted his dishonest head.

He embraced the man domineeringly, not giving in, "Really? It's a pity that this person is under my protection, so he has to keep it to himself."

This arrogant attitude immediately provoked condemnation from those hot-blooded righteous people.

"I think he is in cahoots with that demon."

"That's right, why bother talking to him so much?

There are so many of us, at worst we can fight him to the death, but we can't bring shame to our great reputation."