Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

Ye Fan was pinched by the neck, his face turned red, and the strong feeling of suffocation made the expression on his face become more ferocious and struggling.

At the same time, there was a sense of powerlessness and struggle in my heart.

Why?

Why is that power unavailable?

Why?

He was unwilling to give in, gritted his teeth, and stared at the Wang family descendants in front of him with splitting eyes. There was no hint of humiliation and begging for mercy in his eyes.

Seeing his expression and eyes like this, veins suddenly popped up on the forehead of this Wang family disciple, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.

What are you?

How dare a mere ordinary person glare at me like this?

Killing intent emerged in his heart, and he even had the idea of ​​killing Ye Fan directly here.

I was carried away for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Liu Nan, who was not far behind, suddenly felt a surge of schadenfreude on his face that was originally extremely humiliated and complicated.

Telling you to pretend? Do I need your help?

How are you better than me?

Go to hell hahaha!

He smiled twistedly in his heart, showing the ugliness of human nature vividly.

"You are looking for death."

The disciple of the Wang family had a ruthless expression on his face. He squeezed out these words from between his teeth in a deep voice. With a slight pressure on his hand, Ye Fan showed a painful expression.

Death is the feeling of death. The strong sense of suffocation made Ye Fan feel like he was going to die. This was the first time he experienced the feeling of death.

But at this moment, an overbearing aura came from not far away, accompanied by a pressing pressure, directed towards the cruel-faced descendant of the Wang family.

After this Wang family descendant felt this penetrating pressure, his expression suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened in surprise and his pupils suddenly shrank, his hands softened, and he let go of Mark's neck.

After his neck was released, Ye Fan felt that he had walked through the gate of hell. He began to take in the fresh air in big mouthfuls, and at the same time, he suddenly looked in one direction.

Looking at this man with a slender figure, handsome appearance, and extraordinary temperament, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and a strong feeling of gratitude emerged in his eyes. At the same time, he also felt a little unwilling and bewildered.

Why can't I use my own power?

Will you still have the opportunity to use it in the future?

The descendants of the Wang family felt the aura fluctuations coming from behind, and their legs were weak with fear, thinking that it was an elder of a certain family who saw what they were doing.

Suddenly, his face was filled with panic and astonishment, and he thought to himself that it was over, it was over.

In an instant, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he calmed down completely.

The younger brothers watched Lang Zimiu keep approaching their eldest brother, but they stood still and did not dare to move. Looking at the literati clothes he was wearing, they all showed shocked expressions.

New guest scholar,?

Why do you have such powerful and penetrating strength?

Could it be someone from some powerful force?

Liu Nan, who was sitting on the ground looking gloating about his misfortune, was also slightly startled, with astonishment appearing on his face as he looked at Lang Zimiu, who had an aloof temperament.

While I was shocked by Lang Zimiu's strength, I also felt a strong sense of inferiority and frustration in my heart.

I felt like an ant in front of Lang Zimiu, and I didn't even dare to feel jealous.

His own cowardice and incompetence were in sharp contrast to Lang Zimiu, causing a strong look of shame to appear on his face again.

The disciple of the Wang family turned around with panic on his face. When he saw clearly that the person in front of him was not an elder of the Wang family, but a man who looked about the same age as himself, he froze on the spot.

Immediately after seeing his handsome appearance and the attire of a scholar from the Wang family, his eyes widened in surprise, revealing a look of extreme astonishment. ,

I wonder how this is possible》

,? ? ? ? ?

Winning the first place in this literary contest and possessing such amazing strength?

When did such a number one person appear in the north of Huaiyuan?

what to do?

what to do?

He watched Lang Zimiu walk towards him expressionlessly, with beads of sweat on his forehead and a look of panic on his face.

Lang Zimiu watched expressionlessly as this man changed from the extremely arrogant look just now to this cowardly look, without any fluctuation in his expression.

He also happened to walk nearby. After detecting the situation here with his unconscious consciousness, he came here.

It's just a good opportunity to show off my strength a little bit, and reveal it to the Wang family, and by the way, to this guy who has the template of the protagonist.

He could completely lend Ye Fan a little strength and let him overcome this dilemma, just like he did at the Literary Competition.

But this is not as good as showing a little bit of your own strength and helping him out.

It was difficult to take action before, but now that he is a guest scholar of the Wang family, and he is only a collateral disciple, it doesn't matter if he takes action.

Lang Zimiu didn't say anything, and just walked towards the descendant of the Wang family in a leisurely manner, with an expressionless face and an indifferent expression.

But just such a look made this collateral disciple's heart beat fast, and he felt a particularly strong sense of pressure and urgency.

I even had the idea of ​​admitting my mistake directly.

There is no trace of the fierce and arrogant look just now.

As Lang Zimiu didn't take a step and kept approaching him, he felt more urgency and pressure.

But his legs were already weak, and he couldn't even take half a step back.

His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

The aura exuded by Lang Zimiu was so intimidating that he lost all courage.

Finally, when Lang Zimiu walked up to him, he could no longer suppress the strong sense of urgency and uneasiness in his heart, and his legs softened and he knelt down in front of Lang Zimiu.

Regarding this person's embarrassing appearance, Lang Zimiu sneered in his heart, but on the surface he still looked calm.

Ye Fan looked at him, his expression mixed with a touch of complexity, but more of it was gratitude and admiration.

"Thank you for your help, brother."

Ye Fan clasped his fists and said with gratitude and admiration in his eyes.

"No need. Since everyone is here as a scholar, they naturally have to help each other."

A handsome smile appeared on Lang Zimiu's lips. After saying that, he turned to look at the frightened disciple who was kneeling on the ground and said softly:

"Go to the management office and confess your guilt yourself."

After saying that, he turned his attention back to Ye Fan, looked at the red and bloody wound on his neck, and said with a faint smile:

"I have a healing pill here, Brother Ye, please take it."

"If you need my help in the future, you can just... come to me."

Lang Zimiu looked gentle and kind, and handed Ye Fan a small cloth bag.

Seeing this, Ye Fan immediately waved his hands and shook his head, looking like he couldn't bear it, and said quickly:

"No, no, no, it's costing you too much. Brother Shen, you've helped me already and I'm very grateful. If I accept your things again now, I'll feel very special..."

"Take it, these pills are useless to me. Even if I don't give them to you, it's a waste."

Lang Zimiu said so, and Ye Fan had no choice but to accept it.

"Brother Shen, I can't thank you enough. I will repay your kindness a hundred times in the future."

Ye Fan looked grateful, and at the same time there was a touch of fighting spirit hidden in his eyes, and he said firmly.

"good."

Hearing this, Lang Zimiu looked gentle and chuckled on the surface, but he laughed playfully in his heart.

Will you pay it back a hundredfold?

I hope you mean it and not just pay lip service.

"Then I'll take my leave first."

After that, Lang Zimiu left.

Ye Fan glanced at the panic-stricken Wang family disciples kneeling in front of him without showing any pity. Then he looked at the place where Liu Nan was, only to find that this person had disappeared and there was no trace of him. .

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a surge of anger in his heart.

It was fine that this person had a very dissatisfaction with me on the way to the carriage, but now that I almost died trying to help him, he just turned around and ran away?

Not even saying thank you?

With depression and a hint of anger in his heart, Ye Fan also left and walked back to his ordinary mansion.

After everyone left, the group of boys immediately stepped forward.

"Brother, are you okay?"

They looked unnatural and concerned.

The shameful look on this person's face just now made them feel more or less contempt for him.

But on the surface, he still has to show off, after all, this person is also that person's horse boy.

The panicked look in the Wang family's side disciples who was kneeling on the ground gradually dissipated, and he came to his senses. Then he did not hang up these disciples, but got up and ran in one direction.

Although Lang Zimiu gave him the feeling of being particularly difficult to offend, it was impossible for him to really go to the management office and confess his guilt.

But he was really scared in his heart, so he wanted to find his thigh.

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Liu Nan was walking back to his ordinary residence, his face full of despair, as if he might as well just die.

His psychology has been completely distorted.

The desire in my heart, the cruel reality and myself that cannot be changed.

It made him completely twisted.

"I'd rather die."

"Anyway, there may be no hope."

"You are born this way, and you can't change it at all."

He looked lost, his eyes were filled with gloom, and he was walking like a zombie.

He muttered in his mouth.

He also met some people on the road, but these people looked at him like this and ignored him. They all showed puzzled expressions.

Finally, as we got closer and closer to the ordinary mansion, there was no one on the road.

He was still walking like a zombie, at this moment.

Suddenly in mid-air not far to his right.

A small black vortex was born.

The vortex looks particularly weird, like a passage connecting to another world.

Liu Nan didn't notice this black vortex at all, and still walked around in a daze.

But at this moment, a small diamond-shaped stone as black as ink suddenly emerged from the black vortex, and its sharp corners revealed a dangerous sheen under the sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, a small diamond-shaped stone as black as ink hung in the air, turned towards Liu Nan, and stabbed into his head from the back of his head at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

As the dark prismatic stone penetrated Liu Nan's brain, his whole body twitched violently, his eyes widened in surprise, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes lost their luster.

Just like that, frozen in place.

The wound on the back of the head caused by the rhombus-shaped stone healed strangely quickly.

A few more breaths passed immediately.

His eyes that had lost all life regained some luster.

It's just that the luster looks a bit weird and dark.

For a moment, his whole person felt different, as if he had become a different person.

Then the strange feeling slowly dissipated.

Liu Nan returned to his original appearance.

He continued walking towards the ordinary mansion.

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Time passed, and Ye Fan also returned to his ordinary mansion.

His mansion was not far from Liu Nan. When passing by Liu Nan's mansion, he took another look, shook his head and left.

Along the way, he endured pain in his neck.

It even felt like I would faint at any time.

The injury was indeed serious. If Lang Zimiu hadn't given him the healing elixir, he might not be able to survive it and would have to go find the steward.

After returning to his mansion, he sat on the seat with a weak look on his face, and then hurriedly opened the small cloth bag given to him by Lang Zimiu, and saw that there were several pills in it, all of which looked the same. The grains are not the same, there are some lines.

Without any hesitation, he swallowed one without any texture.

The elixir enters the throat.

It went into the belly, and then the elixir melted and spread out, and with a stream of heat, it poured into all parts of Ye Fan's body.

Most of them converged towards his neck.

Immediately, he felt that the pain eased a lot, and the wound on his neck began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Because this was just a skin injury and was not damaged by spiritual energy, it was easy to repair.

It didn't take long for the wound to heal completely.

Ye Fan touched his neck with surprise. This was his first time taking pills.

I didn't expect it to be so amazing.

At the same time, a feeling of emotion arose in my heart, and my gratitude to Lang Zimiu became even deeper.

Just as he was about to put the bag away, his eyes suddenly froze and he focused on the elixir with strange patterns in it.

"This is?"

He frowned slightly, picked up the elixir and looked at it carefully.

Then a look of shock and surprise appeared on his face, and he couldn't believe it.

There are lines. Although he has never taken any elixirs, he has still made some basic attempts.

The elixirs with texture should at least be of good quality.

Obviously it is not an ordinary healing elixir.

Is it possible?

His pupils trembled slightly, with a look of disbelief on his face.