Chapter 1 Dressed as a miserable villain

   "Master! What's wrong with you? Master, don't leave us behind..."

Chen Muxue, the head chef of the internet celebrity private kitchen, is suffering from a splitting headache, and her ears are buzzing like a hundred flies. She barely opens her eyes, and what she sees are four little radish heads crying with snot .

   "The door master is awake!"

  Who are these kids? Where are the parents?

  Chen Muxue touched the back of her head subconsciously, and felt the warm liquid. When she saw it, it was indeed blood.

She just accidentally burned her little finger, so she moved it subconsciously, but the new grudge intern chef didn't know when she spilled oil on her feet, and she only remembered that she slipped and fell on the big iron pan next to her , the last picture I saw in my memory was the intern chef holding a mop with a terrified expression on his face.

   "Why doesn't the sect master speak?"

   “My mother used to say that people get stupid when they hit their heads.”

   "What if the sect master is stupid?"

   "The sect master used to support us, now we support the sect master!"

  Chen Muxue inexplicably felt a little relieved.

  She felt that she had almost recovered, so she got up, only to notice that she was wearing a light blue ancient costume, and several children were also wearing Taoist robes that didn't fit very well.

Looking around, Chen Muxue's gaze was fixed on the big tripod in the middle of the lobby. The simple and complicated patterns on the tripod body seemed to declare its differences. A dazzling bloodstain.

  Chen Muxue realized something.

   No way, no one will be as miserable as her, also hit the big iron pot and died, right?

  The ancient tripod also means pot, but who can tell her what happened to the big iron pot in this tripod?

  As if sensing something, the big iron pot in the tripod "hummed" twice, and there was an inexplicably pitiful feeling in it.

   "Sect Master, is the Qiankun Cauldron broken?"

   "Master, can this big iron pot be used for cooking?"

  One of the children walked to Ding's side at some point, and while asking, he reached out to touch the big iron pot, but before he touched it, the child was shaken away by Ding.

   "Great expensive!"

The child named Dagui was so shocked that he fell to the ground. He looked at the child who came to help him, and said with regret: "Xiaohu, it seems that I can't enjoy my blessings. Tell the door owner... boiled vegetables in white water is really good." It's so unpalatable..."

  Xiaohu's face darkened when he heard the words, and he let go of his hand, and Dagui fell to the ground again.

   "If you still have the heart to say this, it means it's okay."

  Now that the door owner woke up, the children quickly ran out jokingly and jokingly again.

  Chen Muxue on the side was very speechless, Dagui and Xiaohu...she seemed to be wearing a book.

  Looking at the cauldron in front of her, Chen Muxue felt that her guess was getting more and more correct. Just as she was contemplating, the big iron pot in the cauldron shook anxiously, as if saying that it didn't want to stay in the cauldron for a moment anymore.

   "What's the use of you shaking, I can't take such a big pot..."

   As soon as the voice fell, the big iron pot seemed to understand it, and suddenly flew into the air, "swish, swish" a few times and turned into a very suitable iron pot with a handle that Chen Muxue was used to.

   With a "bang", the iron pan fell in front of Chen Muchue, and Chen Muchue inexplicably felt a burst of grievance from the iron pan, as if complaining why she didn't catch it.

   "Believe me, when an iron pot falls from the sky, a normal person will avoid it."

  Chen Muxue picked up the iron pot, weighed it, and it was very smooth, just like the one she used before.

  In order to verify some conjectures, Chen Muxue backed out and came to the gate. Seeing a crooked plaque hanging crookedly on the slightly dilapidated gate: "Qianding Gate", she finally accepted her fate.

  It turns out that she really transmigrated into a male fairy novel, and she also transmigrated into a very miserable villain. What's worse is that this novel with the villain's name exactly the same as hers was read by her many years ago, and she can't remember the details, only the general plot.

   Only because I have the same name as the villain, I am more impressed with the villain's plot.

And at the beginning, Chen Muxue didn't see the ending, because after being defeated by the male lead, this beautiful and miserable villain actually fell in love with the male lead as if he had some serious illness, and had a tendency to be taken into the harem by the male lead. It disgusted Chen Muxue so much that she abandoned the article.

   After petrifying at the gate for a while, Chen Muxue suddenly felt someone approaching quietly behind her. When the other party was about to pat her on the shoulder, she subconsciously knocked back with the object in her hand!

   "Boom!"

  Chen Muxue looked at the young boy who was shot flying not far away, and fell into deep thought.

"you…!"

  The boy rolled several times in the air and finally fell to the ground. The handsome and youthful man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of disbelief.

   Didn’t it mean that even the head of the Qianding Sect now only has the fifth level of Foundation Establishment? The woman in front of her...holding a pot...isn't she from the Qianding family?

  After several changes in Xiao Feng's eyes, he carefully looked at the woman in front of him, but he only saw that she was at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

   But how is this possible? I have already established the ninth level of foundation, and I will soon face the person who forms the alchemy. How could I be shot away by a fifth level with...a pot? !

  Thinking like this, Xiao Feng was unwilling, his blood surged up, and he spit out another mouthful of blood.

   "Uh, I'm sorry, my hands are slippery, my hands are slippery." Chen Muxue smiled on his face, but his heart was full of alarm bells. The image of the man in front of him can be said to be very handsome. However, the more beautiful he looks in the novel, the more important his identity is! Why did I shoot an important person away as soon as I came up?

  The young man wiped off the blood around his mouth, and stood up with some difficulty: "Xiao Feng, cough, come to visit the head of Qianding Sect."

  The pain in his chest reminded him of what happened just now, hatred flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.

  How could a machismo male lead who had a lot of men in ancient times forgive being slapped away by a woman whose rank is lower than his own? And... she still used a mediocre pot.

  When Chen Muxue heard the word "Xiao Feng", she couldn't help gasping, it's good, she offended the male lead as soon as she came up.

  She remembered that in the original text, the male protagonist came to "borrow" Qiankun Ding, the magic weapon of Qiandingmen, but how could the magic weapon be lent to outsiders casually?

  If the original owner didn’t borrow it, the hero would grab it outright, but was defeated by the original owner by leapfrogging, so the hero held a grudge.

A year later, the male protagonist was not only accepted as a house disciple by the elder of the first Liuyun sect who had not accepted apprentices for 500 years, but also led a group of elders to burn, kill and loot at Qiandingmen, and snatched away the magic weapon of the town, the Qiankunding. Not to mention, Chen Muxue was also crippled and his limbs were broken, leaving him here to fend for himself.

   To the outside world, the hero Xiao Feng said that Chen Muxue robbed children from the people, abused them, and refused to feed the robbed children. This was nothing more than killing harm for the people.

  The children in Kegan Dingmen were brutally killed by them.

  This is the beginning of Chen Muxue's road to becoming a great villain...

  (end of this chapter)

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