Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"What are you looking at?" The people next to the young disciple couldn't help but asked curiously when they saw that he hadn't moved yet.

The young disciple reached out to catch the steamed bun in his mouth, and said hesitantly with a look of disbelief on his face, "I seem to have seen a disciple of Xuantian Sect..."

And he is still a leader among the younger generation. His face is like a crown jade, and his appearance is as elegant as a lotus. It is unforgettable. Even though he was hesitant at first, as Zhao Xuan came down from upstairs, he became more and more sure. I didn't admit my mistake.

Zhao Xuan didn't like to carry a sword at any time and show off in the market, so he was dressed in regular clothes and didn't bring anything with him.

But he forgot that he was the chief disciple of Xuantian Sect after all. Even if he randomly dug out a piece of clothing from the original owner's wardrobe, it would not be coarse linen.

Coupled with his temperament that was different from others, one could tell at a glance that he was a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Zhao Xuan has no memory of the original owner, and he is not sure how many people remember the original owner, but the fact is that Xuantian Sect is one of the five major sects among the hundreds of immortal cultivation sects in the world of cultivation.

Being able to practice in such a famous sect as Xuantian Sect, and being the direct disciple of the sect leader, he has a face that is difficult to keep low-key, so he is naturally "famous".

Moreover, among the young disciples, a sect competition is held every four years, in which the young disciples compete in the arena and experience ancient ruins with different levels of danger.

The final judgment will be made based on their performance in the ruins, the level and number of monsters they hunted.

After all, the original owner is the eldest disciple among the younger generation of Xuantian Sect. He often participates in such sect competitions, so naturally this face will be remembered by many people!

When the disciples around him heard this, they couldn't help but raise their eyes and look around in the lobby. Soon they saw Zhao Xuan sitting at the third table on the left, near the window.

"I, I, I, you read that right? That person looks like the great disciple of Xuantian Sect, Zhao Xuan..." This disciple was also dumbfounded, and the steamed bun in his hand was bitten hard.

"I'm going, Zhao Xuan... actually came down the mountain and rested in an inn with us!" His excited tone revealed his admiration for Zhao Xuan in his heart.

"You read that right." The disciple next to him suddenly felt that his performance was no longer so out of character.

After all, compared with his junior brother, he is still... normal!

As they got excited, a man dressed neatly in a red and white disciple's uniform and holding a long sword walked in from the backyard and looked at them calmly.

The two of them immediately no longer dared to stare at Zhao Xuan as excitedly as before. They quickly looked away and lowered their heads, like children who had made mistakes, obediently nibbling steamed buns and calling people.

"Senior Brother Wen, morning."

The young man who was called Senior Brother Wen seemed to glance at the position of Zhao Xuan unintentionally. Zhao Xuan happened to lower his head to eat noodles and did not pay attention to the movements on their side. The chopsticks in his hands paused for a while, as if he was in a daze.

Both of them successfully missed each other's appearance and gaze, so when he looked away, he naturally stood with his back to Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan's movements were somewhat slow and dazed because of the words "Senior Brother Wen", but it was only for a moment.

The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and Zhao Xuan couldn't help but feel that he was somewhat... overwhelmed by the momentary dazzle.

Just because of a similar last name, I unconsciously thought differently.

How can there be so many coincidences in this world?

Wen Xuanke realized the Tao through demons and directly flew into the demon body. His body was the well-known snake-turned-snake.

It has the face of a human but the body of a jackal. It has a pair of wings, but cannot fly. Instead, it crawls like a snake and likes to look like a snake.

The snake can also scream, and the sound is like a baby's cry or a woman's scolding. It doesn't matter if the sound is unpleasant, and as long as it makes a sound, it will definitely cause floods.

Therefore, in everyone's perception, snakes are inherently unlucky, and most of the immortals in the Celestial Clan are prejudiced against Wenxuan.

From what Zhao Xuan learned about the current situation in just a few days, the cultivation world has strict control over demons and evil spirits, and cannot tolerate any demon clan entering the sect of cultivating immortals.

Therefore, it is not very likely that this person is Wen Xuan...

When Zhao Xuan thought of this, he couldn't help but chuckle again and shook his head slightly, as if he was laughing at his own carelessness.

The young man was dressed in a red and white disciple uniform. The small mole under his eye became more and more conspicuous under the harsh light of the day. He said to the fellow disciples in a gentle tone, "After eating, we will set off."

Naturally, the few people did not dare to disobey him and quickly ate the steamed buns obediently. By the time Zhao Xuan finished eating the noodles, they had already paid and left.

Zhao Xuan went down the mountain alone, not wanting to attract too much attention. He neither bought a horse nor a companion, and walked slowly to Yuan County alone.

Along the way, he had no memory, so he could only ask people for directions. Fortunately, Yuan County was not far from the town where he lived, and it only took him an hour to walk there.

When he arrived in Yuan County, before entering the village, Zhao Xuan felt a demonic aura, which was the instinct of a cultivator.

Looking from a distance, the houses in Yuan County are much older than the houses Zhao Xuan saw in the towns, and many of them have collapsed.

He hadn't entered the village yet, but he met a group of children at the entrance of the village. They were playing. When they saw Zhao Xuan, they not only looked at him a few more times, but then suddenly dispersed and fled...

Those who didn't know thought Zhao Xuan was some kind of scourge.

In addition to the strange reactions of the children, the villagers farming on both sides were also a little weird. When they saw Zhao Xuan, they stopped holding the hoe in their hands and stared at Zhao Xuan from a distance.

That posture almost gave Zhao Xuan the illusion that they might rush over at any time with the hoes in their hands, surround him, and beat him to death with their hoes.

From the reactions of the children to the villagers, Zhao Xuan quickly judged that something weird did happen in Yuan County.

Otherwise, their eyes would not be full of precautions and vigilance, and they would not seem to be quite repulsive to outsiders.

Can...

If we say complete rejection, it seems that it is not complete. From the beginning to the end, even though they kept staring at Zhao Xuan and the children hid in fear, no one stood up and really drove Zhao Xuan away!

It was as if they both rejected and disliked Zhao Xuan entering the village, but also inexplicably did not dare to step forward to take action against him and drive him away. It was as if there was a big hand blocking their actions.

Zhao Xuan calmly saw all these abnormalities, and then entered the village calmly.

He found that the children who had hurried back home were quietly paying attention to him through the cracks in the door.

However, whenever he looked at any house, that house would quickly close the door, leaving no cracks in the door. Fear and fear were reflected in all aspects...

The doors and windows of every house were closed, which made Zhao Xuan somewhat curious about what happened in this village?