Chapter 568
Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 568
===Chapter 274: On the Flying Boat ===
I was speechless all night.
Soon, it ushered in the second day, and under the order of Murong Lin, the six powerhouses of Voidlaw Realm quickly gathered their people back.
Hundreds of powerhouses gathered here, watching Murong Lin on the stage and listening to his orders.
"Blood Axe Exalted Venerable" adjusted some of his clothes, moved towards the people below with a serious face and said: "This time is the order from above! As long as you do it well, everyone will be greatly rewarded! Let the Old Ancestor of Transcending Tribulation Realm see how powerful and powerful we are! Are you confident?"
"Yes!" the crowd shouted loudly, eyes full of excitement , unconsciously turned out to be somewhat loyal and fearless.
Although the blood axe Exalted Venerable is very powerful, they have never seen such a powerful and convincing blood axe Exalted Venerable.
It was as if he was continuously exuding holy rays of light, making them feel the brave and fearless power blessing on themselves and the others.
For a moment, death doesn't seem so scary anymore.
As everyone knows, all these are Murong Lin influencing them.
Slowly put away the "Sacred Art of Morning Light" running on his body, put away the invisible rays of light, and looked at the people who had almost become a group of fools in front of him, Murong Lin nodded with satisfaction.
Light Law Power is really wretched, so easy to tame the group of Dark Demon League people who are licking blood on the tip of their knives. 310
"Blood Axe Exalted Venerable" waved his hand, moved towards the people in front of him and said: "Go! Let's go!"
"Yes!"
Everyone's The silhouette flashed, quickly moved towards the sky and flew up, and then continued to move towards the east and flew over, the Su Fu entire group was rushing over from there.
On the other side, Su Fu was moving towards the front with the entire group sitting on the flying boat.
This flying boat is naturally rich and imposing in the late autumn. She didn't want to hurry, and it happened that Su Fu didn't know how to track down Murong Lin's silhouette, so she took this flying boat and walked slowly forward. go.
Wan Wanqiu was fighting with Su Fu, Meng Meng sat quietly, looking at the two with some envy, while Leng Ziluo sat cross-legged and closed his eyes for cultivation.
Meng Meng's character is like this, the sudden tranquility and shyness caught her off guard, but watching Wan Wanqiu, this headless guy playing with Su Fu, was somewhat envious of her. Carefree.
She didn't blame Wan Wanqiu for taking the place that should belonged to her, but looked at the two people in front of her with some happiness, one was the woman she loved the most, and the other was the man she loved the most , they can play together, why be angry?
"They have a marriage contract."
Meng Meng didn't forget the previous matter of Wan Qianluan's betrothal of Wan Wanqiu to Su Fu, although neither of them mentioned it, However, the relationship between Su Fu and Wan Wanqiu kept getting closer.
Wan Wanqiu's free and easy character can really make Su Fu, who has experienced vicissitudes of life, happy, while Meng Meng can only give company, silent company.
A warm like a candle, a warm like a bonfire, Su Fu, a guy who has gone through vicissitudes of life, will naturally not choose to whisper with the candle, and talk for a long time all night, he is more willing to dance around the bonfire, Talk about your own story.
On the other side, Leng Ziluo, who was still gritting his teeth and cultivating the spiritual power that Su Fu passed on to him, endured the pain caused by excessive cultivation, the silhouette trembled, his face a little distorted.
Meng Meng saw it, and hurriedly lost a spiritual power to ease his pain, and said softly, "Ziluo, there is no need to be so anxious, cultivation is not something that can be accomplished overnight. , take your time. Zai"
Long Ziluo has become more and more silent recently, either eating or sitting cross-legged for cultivation, or sleeping because of excessive pain.
He was different from the lively and naughty boy who was loved by everyone not long ago, his eyes were as calm as stagnant water, without the slightest ripples, and even a bit of death permeated him.
The temperament of the whole person also became extremely depressed.
"I see, Mrs. Master." Leng Ziluo said calmly.
He worshipped Su Fu as the Master. The woman who often accompanied Su Fu was naturally considered by him to be his wife, and she was the master, and Wan Wanqiu over there was the little teacher.
Meng Meng's face was a little shy, but looking at the Disciple in front of him, he was also sighed inwardly. Seeing that he closed his eyes again and started cultivation, he walked to the side and sat, also paying attention to Leng Ziluo. the cultivation.
She can't stop Leng Ziluo unless she can catch and kill Murong Lin.
The power of hatred is terrifying.
It can destroy the will of all people, making people not have the will to live and be unable to ask for death.
And the blood feud of thousands of clansman carried by Leng Ziluo completely crushed this little fellow.
Leng Ziluo continued cultivation, the palm of his hand tightly holding the seed left in the father's mouth.
The seed has grown into a seedling, but it has not yet been seen what kind of seed it is. This seed that the father would bite into his mouth tightly before he dies and is unwilling to expose it must be hiding some secret!
And this secret, he never said the slightest bit, whether it was the most respected Su Fu, or the best relationship with Meng Meng.
He knew that this seed must have something to do with the killing of the father. Maybe the Emerald Eye Fox Race was destroyed because of this seed.
He also knows the innate talent of their Emerald Eye Fox Race. He is very good at cultivating spiritual medicine recipes. He will probably be able to cultivate the seed in front of him.
When the time comes, you can know who your father was framed by, or who was pulled into the water! So it was slaughtered by Murong Lin and the Power Gang!
Thinking of this, his heart became unstable again, the silhouette began to shake, and the seeds in his hands also continuously exuded a force, which was quickly absorbed by Leng Ziluo.
And the existence of this power has not been discovered by everyone.
This force entered Leng Ziluo's body, constantly promoting his strength, but secretly it damaged his lifespan and blood essence, and at the same time affected his will.