Chapter 130: he is not dead

  Chapter 130 He is not dead

  The crisp birdsong awakened the tranquility of the camp in the valley, and everyone with different thoughts gradually gathered at the entrance of the Fallen Leaf King's Tomb.

   "Why haven't you come out yet? I've been waiting for a day!" Han Yan'er was the most worried. She didn't close her eyes all night, and now she opened her bloodshot eyes and murmured.

   "The result must have come out. The long night, no matter how long the battle is, is over. The winner at this time should be picking the fruits of victory." Wu Ming looked at the entrance, his eyes flickering.

   "Hehe, Yinghou is right. In this long night, no matter how long the battle is, the battle is over. I just don't know, who should be the winner?" Lu Qing approached Wu Ming at some point, and said in a strange way.

   In his opinion, Lin Yang leads a team of ten people, and it is difficult to fly even if he is frivolous. This time, although Lu Feng was defeated in the Fallen Leaf Royal Tomb, the biggest winner is him Yuan Jianzong!

  Han Yan'er glared at him bitterly: "Don't be frivolous, you won't lose!"

   "Really? It's Lin Yang inside, and there are nine masters who are not weak. Princess Nine, do you have so much confidence in Mo Qingkuang?" Lu Qing's words were not respectful, but the meaning of ridicule was stronger.

  Han Yan'er had a cold face: "So what about Lin Yang? Lin Yang has never taken advantage of Mo Qingkuang, and so has you Yuan Jianzong!"

   "You..." Lu Qing was momentarily at a loss for words.

  Han Yan'er selectively forgot the story of Mo frivolous being hanged up and beaten by Lin Yang in Tiannan City's Yuan Jianzong apprentice competition.

   But everyone also knows that, from a close look, whether it is the tomb of King Nianhua or the martial arts in Kyoto, Lin Yang has suffered a lot from Mo Qingkuang.

  Han Yan'er's words seemed to have given everyone the courage to believe that Mo frivolously could create miracles.

   Maybe Lin Yang can't do anything to him this time?

  But Han Yaner's words deeply offended Lu Qing.

  It doesn’t matter if Lin Yang is suppressed by Mo Qingkuang. Yuan Jianzong’s thousand-year-old master, in the mouth of you little girl, is still suffering in front of Mo Qingkuang?

  Won't it make people laugh out loud when they say this? Han Yan'er rubbed Yuan Jianzong's face on the ground.

   But Lu Qing didn’t want to get angry on the spot. This is Zhongzhou, and Han Yan’er is the conferred princess of the empire. Taking action against her is equivalent to declaring war on the Tianxuan Empire!

  Last night, he had already contacted Xingye to send support from the sect. It was a foregone conclusion that Lin Yang would make a profit from killing Mo Qingkuang.

   At that time, it will be on other people's territory, but it is not good to go back all the way.

  I believe that the strong people in the sect will come soon, and then they will have nothing to fear.

   "In short, only one side can survive. Let's see who comes out first." Lu Qing suppressed his anger and said coldly.

   "It must be Mo frivolous!"

  At this moment, not only Yuan Jianzong and Guozijian, but also the Tiandaomen and other sects who have not yet evacuated, are also waiting for the final result of this battle royale.

   Is it Mo Frivolous who wins against Lin Yang again, or is Lin Yang a shameful one?

   After a while, a disciple of Yuan Jianzong came flying from a distance.

   Shouted loudly: "Report to Deacon Lu, Lin Yang and Chu Yanran are back!"

  When Guozijian heard the words, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley instantly, and Lin Yang came back!

  Han Yan'er's eyes went dark even more, and she almost fainted on the ground, but fortunately, Wu Ming quickly supported her.

  When everyone heard this, they immediately regained their spirits! Lin Yang is back! Do you mean...

  The disciples of the Yuan Sword Sect were even more joyful than words. It seems that the final victors will be my members of the Yuan Sword Sect.

  Lu Qing raised her brows with joy, glanced triumphantly at Wu Ming, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and ordered, "Bring him here quickly."

   "Yes!" The disciple agreed, and hurriedly retreated.

  Lu Qing smiled and cupped his hands at Wu Ming: "Yinghou, it seems that I, Yuan Jianzong, have better luck, so I'm sorry."

  He said the words of mourning at the moment, but his tone was obviously gloating, which made the students of the Imperial College gnash their teeth in anger.

  If Lu Qing was not too powerful, they might have already done it.

  Although Mo Qingkuang is perverse and slapped all his brothers in the face as soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he is also the hope of the Imperial College's rise.

   It's a pity for everyone to fall like this.

  Compared to the angry crowd, Wu Ming was the calmest. He said softly, "No one came out from the entrance. Where did Lin Yang come out from?"

  Wu Ming's words lifted everyone's spirits.

  Yes, they have been guarding the entrance, and no one has come out from the beginning to the end. How did Lin Yang come out?

  Could it be that there are other entrances and exits to the Tomb of the Fallen Leaf King? If so, Mo frivolity might end up differently?

  Lu Qing was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled: "Yinghou, don't deceive yourself, who stipulated that there can only be one exit from the Fallen Leaf Royal Tomb?"

   "All the disciples who came out know that the maze passage of the underground palace has been sealed, and it's normal that they can't get out from the entrance. If you really don't give up, when Lin Yang comes later, you can ask him yourself."

   Shrimp and pig heart!

  The disciple who just came to report was one of the disciples that Lu Qing arranged to patrol nearby.

  So Lu Qing immediately knew that Lin Yang should have come from another exit.

  After hearing what Lu Qing said, everyone couldn't tell who was right. Why did it sound like Lu Qing was right?

  Finally, Lin Yang stepped into the sight of everyone, only him and Chu Yanran.

  Lu Qing squinted her eyes, feeling a little surprised. Actually lost eight people! Is this Mo frivolous really so difficult? With one against ten, can you replace eight?

   Fortunately, this person has fallen, otherwise there will be serious troubles in the future! These eight people are worth the exchange!

   Immediately, Lu Qing put on a smile, and beckoned Lin Yang to come over: "Lin Yang, come, Yinghou has something to ask you. Come and describe the situation in the underground palace to Yinghou, please be more detailed."

  Lu Qing, who was proud of the spring breeze, did not notice the downcast expressions on the faces of Lin Yang and Chu Yanran. In his opinion, Yuan Jianzong was already the victor.

  Han Yan'er and everyone in Yuan Jianzong looked at Lin Yang with fire in their eyes!

   Everyone also secretly wrote down Lin Yang's appearance in their hearts: Yuan Jianzong's lackeys first sabotaged the martial arts, and now they besieged and killed Mo Qingkuang. If there is a chance in the future, they must kill him!

  Wu Ming's face was gloomy: "Lin Yang, this Marquis asks you, is Mo frivolous dead?"

  Looking at the proving eyes of everyone around him, and Lu Qing's confident expression, Lin Yang didn't know that they thought they had killed Mo frivolously and became the biggest beneficiary of this Fallen Leaf Royal Tomb.

  The actions of these people once again untied the scars that Lin Yang had hidden in his heart.

   Hasn’t Mo Flirty come out yet? How much did he gain from it?

  Lin Yang doesn't know, he also wants to kill Mo Qingkuang as these people want, but unfortunately he can't do it.

  He lowered his head deeply, closed his eyes, and said dejectedly, "He's not dead."

  (end of this chapter)