MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 9 Goodbye Lin Yang

  Chapter 9 Goodbye Lin Yang

  Mo Qingkuang rushed here from a distant mountain road, smelling the fragrance of flowers on the Qionghua Mountains, he let out a long sigh of relief.

  Qionghua Mountains, as the name suggests, is a beautiful sea of ​​flowers. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. In the past, it was a good place for boys and girls in Xuannan City to go outing.

  If it weren’t for the birth of the king’s tomb, the forces from all sides rushed in to destroy this wonderful atmosphere, making this beautiful scenery that usually breeds laughter a little more tense.

  At this moment, Mo Qingkuang's appearance has changed drastically, with dark skin, long and narrow eyes, and a small hemorrhoid on the back of his neck.

   This is all thanks to the quelling of the internal turmoil in the Mo family. The system rewarded Mo Fan with a god-level make-up technique and a cosmetic box.

  He dressed Mo frivolously like an ordinary black boy, and he no longer had the demeanor of a rich man.

  There are a lot of people in the valley, and various forces have set up camps, destroying the beautiful scenery, and the voice of talking is endless.

   "Elder Liu, here you come, who in your family has entered?"

   "Master Li, only a few incompetent boys from our Iron Sand Gang have entered. The restrictions on this ghost tomb are really weird. Those over the age of eighteen are not allowed to enter."

   "That's right, we Zhanqimen boys who are of the right age are just entering the realm of martial arts, so I'm afraid it's hard to get anything."

  ...

  Although Nanzhou is under the rule of Yuan Jianzong, there are also many small forces attached to it. Such an opportunity is also an opportunity for these small forces to rise.

  Back then, Yuan Jianzong also obtained the inheritance of the Supreme Sword Palace in ancient times by accident from a small power, and thus rose to become one of the most famous super sects in the world.

   Mo Qingkuang, under Mo Fan's cautious reminder, walked around the neighborhood, but did not hear the news of Yuan Jianzong's arrival. When I returned to the entrance, I found a crowd of people gathered there.

   It's Yuan Jianzong! There are quite a few people from Yuan Jianzong, and there are nearly a hundred boys and girls. I am afraid that all the new disciples of this class are here.

  Lin Yang and Chu Yanran were also among them, and they both put on the gray gowns of Yuan Jianzong's outer disciples.

  Seeing Lin Yang who was among the new disciples of Yuan Jianzong, he was still so thin and low-key, and his two eyes really cast divine light like gems.

  There was also Chu Yanran, who was talking with her in a low voice and had an intimate manner, who was also radiant and laughed frequently.

  Mo Qingkuang's body hidden under the cloak couldn't help but tremble. Across the hanging black veil, Mo Qingkuang's eyes were blood red, and deep hatred was projected from his eyes, imprinting on Lin Yang's body far away.

   "What? Are you jealous?" Mo Fan chuckled.

   "Old Ancestor, Chu Yanran, a bitch, I do whatever I ask of her on weekdays, but she doesn't pay any attention to her! Could it be that I, the dignified young head of the Mo family, can't compare to the **** of Lin Yang's small family?" Mo frivolously looked ferocious.

   "Hehe, I don't know anything about licking the dog to the end." Mo Fan said indifferently.

   "Lick the dog? What is that?"

   "Ah... an extremely common creature, generally male, who responds to the opposite sex's request and tries his best to flatter him. As a result, he is often regarded as a free supply of resources by the other party, but he cannot get the right to mate."

   "Why haven't I heard of it before? But this image deserves such a name. It must be a species that existed before the ancestors were alive." Mo frivolously nodded thoughtfully.

Mo Fan laughed, and taught: "Woman, you must not be used to it, you will get used to it! If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to expose the tiles. You have to learn this from Lin Yang. You can see if he likes it or not." It’s just like playing hard to get.”

   "Lin Yang!" Mo frivolously sighed, and sincerely flattered, "The boy is educated. Presumably the old ancestor won the hearts of many proud girls in the sky by virtue of playing hard to get."

   "Ahem..." Mo Fan wished he could strangle this offspring who couldn't flatter him!

  I am an online writer, an otaku among otakus, who has never even been in a relationship, not to mention the inexplicably extra descendants of a large family, and all of them are as stupid as pigs, and can't even kiss ass!

  But on the surface, Mo Fan couldn't reveal it, and said ambiguously: "If I am like you, where did the Mo family come from?"

   Lin Yang in the crowd felt strange, felt a chill down his back, as if someone was watching him, and looked around, but found no suspicious person, so he had to give up.

   "Deacon Feng, long time no see, you still have the same demeanor!"

   "Deacon Feng, is this the disciple of Yuan Jianzong this year? Everyone is a dragon and phoenix among men!"

   "Ah! Yuan Jianzong sent so many disciples this time, we young ones are probably going to study with the prince."

   A group of people surrounded the middle-aged man in the green shirt and flattered and complimented him. He presumably was the leader of Yuan Jianzong's team this time.

  This deacon Feng is about forty years old, with a tall figure, caressing the long beard under his jaw, sharp eyes, with a little pride.

He stroked his beard with a smile and exchanged a few words with the principals of several small sects around him, then turned to the group of disciples and said seriously: "This time, you will be held in the mausoleum of the King of Flowers! Who can get it?" If you pick up the treasured book of flowers, you will be directly promoted to inner disciples, and the rest will be outer disciples!"

   "Yes!" A group of disciples obeyed the order and filed in, entering the tomb of King Nianhua.

"Deacon Feng, Yuan Jianzong is really a great handiwork. He even set up this introductory competition in this sinister tomb of King Nianhua. You must know that in this kind of secret place, murder and seizing treasures happen from time to time. Don't be afraid of Yuan Jianzong. A heavy loss?" At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from the crowd.

  A middle-aged man with a white face and a satin court dress stood out from the crowd, holding a fly whisk in his hand.

  This middle-aged man has a white face and beardless, with a shrill and soft voice, just like a **** serving in the palace.

   "Oh, so it's Eunuch Huang, what's the matter? The royal family also wants to get involved in my secret land in Nanzhou?" Deacon Feng was stunned for a moment when he saw the person, and then he sneered.

Seeing that Deacon Feng was so unreasonable, Eunuch Huang pinched the orchid flower and cursed: "Under the whole world, is it the land of the king? In your opinion, Deacon Feng, this Nanzhou does not belong to my Tianxuan Kingdom? Or is it that you, Yuan Jianzong?" Do you all think so?"

  As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, and Deacon Feng's complexion also changed accordingly. Although state self-government is a matter of tacit approval. But in name, they are still the people of Tianxuan. As long as they have not completely torn their faces, who would dare to be the first rebellious traitor?

   "Father-in-law forgives the crime, it's a slip of the tongue." Deacon Feng reluctantly bowed his hands and saluted, the sect's big plans cannot come out of the mouth.

  Eunuch Huang heard the words, knowing that there was nothing he could do about it, he snorted coldly: "Hmph, Deacon Feng must speak more carefully in the future, don't cause trouble."

   "Thank you for the teaching of Eunuch Huang, I hope that the royal family who entered the mausoleum this time will be as powerful as our Tianxuan Empire." Deacon Feng couldn't hold back his face, and looked for another angle to fight back.

   Most of the outstanding talents of the Tianxuan Empire flocked to the four major sects, and the overall quality of talents that the imperial family could recruit was indeed slightly inferior.

  Eunuch Huang's face became even more serious: "Which one is better and which one is worse, we will only know when the results come out. Maybe, this time, none of the Yuan Jianzong's disciples can be promoted to the inner sect?"

  (end of this chapter)