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

Qing Wu wanted to help several times, but as soon as he took a step, he met Zhao Xuan's all-knowing, half-smiling eyes.

That look seemed to be silently mocking Qing Wu, mocking these so-called gods who only knew how to bully the minority with their numbers!

This old trick always works!

It was because of Zhao Xuan's look that Qing Wu hesitated, and this hesitation led to his brother's complete defeat.

Qingtian was knocked flying and hit the white pillar. He suddenly fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The gods were extremely shocked. Some of them had never seen Zhao Xuan before, although they had long heard about how this demon god flew over and challenged eighteen gods on the altar, defeating ten with his own strength.

But hearing about it is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another!

Some priests who had not witnessed the scene in person still believed that it was just an exaggeration and that even the devil could not be so powerful!

Maybe the devil just didn't vomit blood in front of them, and they don't know how bad the injuries on his back were!

With such unbelieving thoughts, when they witnessed Zhao Xuan's skills with their own eyes, the gods were speechless.

Zhao Xuan can no longer be described with the word "strong", he is simply extremely strong!

Since he was chosen as the new generation God of War, Qingtian’s strength is naturally not bad. At least among the new generation of gods, he is considered a leader.

Even so, he was still powerless to fight back against Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan didn't need to use all his strength to deal with the opponent. He could just make a casual move and knock the opponent away!

Qingwu's face gradually turned ugly, especially when he saw Qingtian being beaten without any ability to fight back, and Zhao Xuan hadn't even drawn his sword!

"...The demon hasn't even unsheathed his sword yet. Is he too powerful?"

"No, he's just a demon, a lowly succubus at that. How powerful is he?"

"Actually, I think... the Demon God is right. The two brothers Qingtian and Qingwu have been focusing on fighting for territory and rights in recent years, and have not been as focused on cultivation as in the early years..."

The discussions of other gods came to Zhao Xuan's ears one after another. If he could hear it, the other gods could naturally hear it as well.

The gods have extraordinary five senses. Not to mention whispers said in person, even conversations within a ten-mile radius can be heard as long as they calm down and listen!

Unless the other party in the conversation sets a boundary, blocks others, and does not allow any gods to eavesdrop!

Qing Wu stared at Zhao Xuan with resentment and said, "Even though you are now a demon god, you are acting too arrogantly, aren't you?"

Zhao Xuan just laughed it off when Qing Wu put the accusation on him. Whether he did it or not, he would still be labeled as such.

It’s better to just confirm it!

Qing Wu saw the fearlessness in Zhao Xuan's eyes. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He flashed to his brother's side and helped him up. Qing Tian's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and never spoke again.

The other gods thought that Qingtian was so seriously injured that he couldn't even speak. In fact, it was not the case. Qingtian felt ashamed and angry and didn't want to speak.

Qing Wu knew his brother's temper very well, so he said coldly, "I told you not to fight anymore, but you just didn't believe me!"

Qingtian was injured and was scolded by his brother. He angrily shook off his supporting hand and looked like he didn't want to talk to Qingwu.

Qing Wu, "..." His temper is really getting worse and worse!

Even he couldn't say it.

Qingtian said in a cold voice, "It's just a succubus, what's there to be afraid of?"

Qingwu knew that although Qingtian said this, his shaking hands had already betrayed his true thoughts!

Qingtian was not as fearless as he said. He even had an instinctive fear of Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan never cared about what others thought of him, especially the gods...

Facing Qingtian's deliberate humiliation, she kept calling her a succubus, without showing any shame or anger, and just smiled faintly.

"Really? That's such a pity. The dignified God of War actually became a defeated opponent at the hands of a succubus like me!"

Zhao Xuan demonstrated with his actions what it means to say the harshest words with the calmest expression, which were very sharp and really heart-wrenching.

Qingtian's face was so ugly that it could not be described. He was breathing so heavily that it looked like he would faint from anger at any moment.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven and the Empress of Heaven arrived, one in front and one behind, less than two steps apart. However, this also revealed a message that even someone as noble as the Empress of Heaven could not compare to the Emperor of Heaven!

The gods present all shifted their gazes to the two of them.

With their appearance, the feast seemed to have officially begun!

This made Zhao Xuan feel a little strange. With Chu Ge's status, he should have been notified. Then why did these gods not care about his absence?

Zhao Xuan was too lazy to play along with these gods who looked down on him, so he decisively turned around and left.

Qingtian wanted to complain, but Qingwu glanced at him before he could open his mouth, giving him a look that told him not to say anything.

Qingtian naturally would not let this go. Qingwu had expected this and deliberately sealed his mouth with magic to prevent him from filing a complaint!

Many gods noticed Zhao Xuan's departure, but none of them thought of asking to keep Zhao Xuan.

In their eyes, if Zhao Xuanzhen stayed, they would feel uncomfortable.

The Emperor of Heaven stared at the direction where Zhao Xuan left with his deep eyes for a moment, then quickly withdrew his gaze. His distraction lasted less than a second, and if one was not very meticulous, one would not have noticed it at all.

No matter how joyful and lively the banquet of the gods was, to Zhao Xuan, it was just other people's fun and had nothing to do with him.

His palace had not been assigned yet. Given that he was not welcomed by the gods, he knew his own limitations and did not ask the priest in charge of this job about where to live!

Zhao Xuan found a quiet lotus pond, sat on the steps next to a pillar, leaned his back against the pillar, and conjured a jar of wine out of thin air in his hand.

As soon as the lid of the wine jar was opened, the faint peach blossom fragrance overflowed.

Zhao Xuan had one leg bent and the other leg flat. There was about four pounds of wine in the wine jar, and the wine jars were all about the same size.

The color is uniform, all dark brown, and the outer texture is ordinary. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary wine from the mortal world.

He rested his elbows on his knees, holding a medium-sized jar of wine in his palms, and drank slowly.

Compared to last night's exhilaration, Zhao Xuan, who was drinking today, looked particularly cold, with an imperceptible sense of desolation and loneliness revealed from his back.

I don't care about other people's attention. Liking someone is one thing, but being actively rejected by others is another.

No matter how free and easy Zhao Xuan's personality was and how he didn't care about what others thought, he would inevitably feel uncomfortable staying in a place where almost no one cared about him and everyone rejected and hated him!

When Chu Ge saw this scene in the wooden house with the tracking technique, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling for some reason...

He thought, maybe he was wrong from the beginning.

He shouldn't have agreed to the ten-year agreement with the Emperor of Heaven!

Zhao Xuan's personality is not suitable for the God Realm...