Villain: I Will Become Stronger By Accepting A Female Apprentice

North of Huaiyuan.

Jasmine's residence.

Jasmine was sitting on the seat, holding a rag doll in her hand with three big characters written on it.

Lang Zimiu.

I saw a sullen look on her pretty face at the moment, holding a needle in her hand and pricking the doll in her hand constantly.

"The philandering thief, let's see if I don't stab you to death."

She murmured to herself in a low voice, and kept tying the doll with the three characters "Lang Zimiu" in her hand.

After learning that Lang Zimiu already had a spouse, she became extremely angry. When she thought of Lang Zimiu's sweet words, she felt itchy with hatred.

At the same time, I am even more angry with myself for not living up to expectations.

You have been alone for so long, why do you suddenly want to think about all these things?

Just then, a message came from her gold medal.

She paused what she was doing, threw the rag doll covered with pinholes aside, took out her gold medal and poked her consciousness into it.

I am still feeling angry. Who is so ignorant that he would bother me at this time?

"Sir, it's bad, something big has happened."

As soon as she penetrated her consciousness, she heard the panicked and urgent voice of the kid in the public communication area.

"What's the ghost's name? If you fart, hurry up."

Jasmine snapped.

"Didn't that newcomer kill Yan Yi's brother to succeed Yinmao?"

After hearing the kid's next words, Jasmine's expression froze, and the anger on her face immediately dissipated, and her expression became serious.

"Yan Yi directly sent out all five of his silver medals and asked them to cross Huaiyuan to the south of Huaiyuan to kill the newcomer at this critical moment."

The kid continued to talk eagerly.

When Jasmine heard this, her beautiful eyes widened in surprise, showing an expression of astonishment and disbelief.

"This lunatic..." She murmured to herself in a low voice. She was extremely shocked by what Yan Yi had done. He actually let his five silver medalists risk death to go south of Huaiyuan?

Just to kill Lang Zimiu?

"When did it happen?"

Jasmine frowned and asked seriously.

Although he was disgusted with the fact that Lang Zimiu was a playboy, he was still his subordinate after all, and he agreed under his sweet words...

In short, she couldn't just sit idly by.

"Already, it's been more than a day..."

"I contacted the new person as soon as I learned the news, but he didn't respond to me."

"If it was true that they had set off a day ago, I'm afraid they would have already..."

"late."

The kid's expression was ugly, and there was a look of regret in his expression.

After all, in a land of poverty south of Huaiyuan, a man of extraordinary talent and talent was born. It would be a pity to lose him.

Hearing this, Jasmine's face became even more ugly, and she immediately directed her consciousness toward the place where she could contact Lang Zimiu and began to contact him.

Just as Xiao Gui said, if those people really set off a day ago, they must have arrived south of Huaiyuan by now.

As for Lang Zimiu being able to fight one against five, she didn't even think about it.

Yan Yi's silver medals are not comparable to that of his younger brother, and there are still five people. How can Lang Zimiu deal with them?

Even if there were just two people, she didn't think Lang Zimiu could handle it.

She entered the contact area with Lang Zimiu and began to contact him continuously.

A few breaths later, just when her expression had dimmed and a complex and regretful emotion emerged on her face, the area belonging to Lang Zimiu changed.

Lang Zimiu is online.

Her beautiful eyes immediately opened wide and she asked eagerly:

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, Miss Jasmine, I'm fine."

Lang Zimiu's energetic voice came into Jasmine's ears, which made her a little surprised, but she immediately said with a serious face:

"Five spiritual beings with Venerable Realm level five and above are going to the south of Huaiyuan to kill you. You should run away and hide."

Jasmine subconsciously meant that there was some temporary situation with the five silver medalists that caused Lang Zimiu to be able to talk so refreshed and energetic.

"Uh..." Lang Zimiu huffed.

"Quick! There's no time, hurry up and hide."

Seeing his lack of urgency, Jasmine became even more anxious and shouted eagerly.

"Miss Jasmine, please calm down first."

"You philandering fool!"

Seeing that he still looked calm and composed, Jasmine cursed anxiously.

Being scolded suddenly, Lang Zimiu's mouth twitched slightly and he was speechless.

Playboy?

It seemed that she knew about her affairs.

If you don't know whether you are carefree or not, you are definitely not a fool.

"I'm really fine."

"They have all been killed by me."

Lang Zimiu has some Circuit de Versace.

These words fell into Jasmine's ears, causing her CPU to dry out, and her expression froze in place.

All killed?

? ? ? ? ?

Did you hear it correctly?

"You? Are you serious?"

Jasmine asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, but I only saw four of them. You said there were five?"

Suddenly, Lang Zimiu's voice over there became a little more alert and serious, and he asked.

Jasmine couldn't help but become nervous all of a sudden, and even had an inexplicable feeling, as if Lang Zimiu was the superior and she was the subordinate.

"Yes, five people, but one of them may have died while crossing Huaiyuan, so you don't have to worry."

As he spoke, Jasmine also believed him inexplicably, believing that he had indeed killed Yinpai who was heading south of Huaiyuan.

"Did you really kill them all?"

She still had some doubts and asked in a low voice, her heart filled with horror and shock.

God.

This kind of thing has never happened in history.

Even the man who came out from the south of Huaiyuan was not at the level of Lang Zimiu. It could even be said to be far inferior.

Lang Zimiu is only in his twenties now, and he already has the strength to fight against four powerful spirits of Venerable Realm level 5 or above.

"Miss Jasmine, thank you for caring about me. If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first?"

Lang Zimiu said sarcastically that he was a subordinate now and had no choice but to be polite. Besides, Jasmine really cared about him, so he didn't take it too seriously when Jasmine scolded him.

But how can I put it, he is enjoying the pleasure of evil, the sense of conquest and satisfaction of evil, and being called in suddenly has somewhat affected his mood.

"OK."

Jasmine, who had not yet recovered from the shock, responded blankly.

Immediately afterwards, Lang Zimiu took back his spiritual consciousness from the token.

"Master~ What's wrong?"

Lian Qingqiu's charming eyes were full of tenderness, and she looked back at him with an extremely astringent expression.

"fine."

Lang Zimiu said in a low voice, and put his hand on her back to push her down.