Can A Scholar Be Called A Villain?

Ru Meng’er

Murong Lin naturally knew about the alliance, and now he only remembered what the prince said.

The alliance is naturally the Lingshan Alliance. It is a small alliance formed by dozens of countries around Yan State and Yan State. The strength is strong or weak, and Yan State ranks in the middle. The representative of the messenger meant the person who brought the news of participating in the “South Vietnam World Tournament”.

There are tens of thousands of countries in the South Vietnamese mainland, and the ten major sects are high above them, each with a mountain gate, commanding the affairs of the entire continent. In addition to the ten major sects, there are dozens of sects that are not weak in strength, and there are also many countries enshrining them below. And the reason why the ten major sects are powerful is because of the ancestors who have been out of the ascending upper realm. It is conceivable that the resources and exercises in his sect are absolutely abundant.

No one in the world does not want to go to the ten major sects, and the sect election disciples are limited. Only then has the “South Vietnam World Contest” held once every five years. Be the characters of these sect disciples.

This competition is also the most prestigious competition on the South Vietnamese mainland.

And the most recent person in Yan Guo who succeeded in the competition was three hundred years ago, which means that no one in Yan Guo has successfully entered the top ten sects sixty times.

At the end of this year and the beginning of next year, there will be the “South Vietnam Grand Tournament” once every five years. Therefore, envoys from the alliance will come to various countries to check the preparations.

“This is the messenger of the Alliance Great Ling Country, Mr. Huang Zhisheng.” Sheng Guogong, the Prime Minister of Yan Country, standing next to Huang Zhisheng, said.

The audience boiled, and Qi Qi shouted, “See Senior Huang.”

Da Ling is one of the strongest countries in the Lingshan Alliance. It not only has two intellectual and chemical realm powerhouses in charge, but also has a disciple who has come into the big sect in the past 100 years.

Therefore, it is not surprising that one of the messengers sent is the Heavenly Transcendent Realm.

Huang Zhisheng smiled frankly: “Hahahaha, I just wander around here to see the proud children of Yan Kingdom. I saw it today and it was extraordinary. I hope you can do your best for our Lingshan League on the battlefield of the competition!”

“Mr. Huang joked, these juniors are still a bit worse.” Sheng Guogong said modestly on the side, and walked out together with him.

The scene continued to lively, and no one left.

Murong Lin played with the fan and smiled: “I didn’t expect to be the messenger of the alliance. This year is really lively.”

“Yeah, yeah, I thought it was who it was.” Ma Jianshou looked at their backs and said with a wince.

“Is this your Royal Highness the Three Princes?” A servant of Xinghualou knocked on the door of the box and stammered, “Girl Rumeng’er invites you to her boudoir.”

Murong Lin raised his brows, and the other four also looked surprised, and then all laughed together.

“Hahahaha, Blessed are you, Lao Lin!”

“Yes, that’s right, these ten thousand taels of gold are worth it!”

“Hahahaha, pay attention tonight, there is still an early morning tomorrow, don’t miss the hour!”

Faced with a few people’s teasing, Murong Lin’s expression was normal.

Sure enough, is the charm of my villain finally revealed?

what! I am fucking masculine.

Waved to the four of them, Murong Lin calmly followed the descendants and walked back upstairs. After turning a few turns, he came to a room.

The subordinate bowed, and then stepped back first.

Murong Lin stood in front of the door, moved his old waist and knocked on the door.

“Girl Ru Meng’er, here is Murong Lin.”

“Please come in.” A clear voice came from the room.

Murong Lin stepped forward, pushed open the door, and after entering, turned around to cover it.

Turning around and looking at the room carefully, it was extremely quiet, with wooden furniture and dark curtains, nothing more than that. It’s not like an oiran’s room at all.

“Come here.” The voice came from across the bed, and Murong Lin walked over there and saw Ru Meng’er lying on the bed.

The color of the bed is still very dark, black, and the mattresses and pillows are all black.

Ru Meng’er lay flat on the bed in a “big” shape, staring at it.

“Is it so fast? Don’t have a meal first?” Murong Lin pouted.

“I let you go, you killed Murong Tong for me!” Ru Meng’er said indifferently while lying on the bed.

Murong Tong?

This name is so familiar!

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

It seems to be very important to me.

Gan!

The current emperor is Murong Tong!

It’s my cheap dad!

Murong Lin’s eyes widened, looking at Ru Meng’er who slowly closed her eyes on the bed, as if looking at a mentally handicapped.

You let my son kill his father? Or the emperor?

Are you stupid or am I stupid? Do you really think I am a hungry ghost?

“Why aren’t you on me?” Ru Meng’er said.

Her voice was deserted, without a trace of emotion, like a machine that could only speak.

“Well, you take off the veil first, let me take a look.” Murong Lin stared at her face and said.

Ru Meng’er stretched out her hand to take off her veil.

A pale face was revealed in front of Murong Lin.

Not very beautiful, but very pale, that kind of lifeless white.

Murong Lin stopped shaking the fan in his hand, staring at her stubbornly.

“I’m not very beautiful, but I’m still a virgin.” Ru Meng’er continued to close her eyes.

“Are you the illegitimate daughter of the emperor’s father outside?”

Murong Lin looked at the woman in front of him who had a similar eyebrow, and said word by word.

“Yes.”

interesting.

Originally Murong Lin wasn’t sure yet, but the Blood Hong Gu in the Xue Hong Gu point vibrated slightly, telling him that the two of them were indeed related by blood.

“Blood Spirit Meeting Lord shouldn’t be afraid, right?” Ru Meng’er said again.

Murong Lin danced aura, flew the fan onto the bed, and nailed it directly to the wall, passing through the ends of Yu Meng’er’s hair.

“Who told you that?”

How could the identity of his own blood spirit society be known by such an oiran?

Did you expose yourself?

Or did someone tell her?

“I don’t know, someone gave me a note. Now it seems that you really are.”

Very good!

Calculate it to my head!

But I was fooled!

A sharp look flashed through Murong Lin’s eyes.

But what is the use of this person telling Ru Meng’er my identity?

Does he expect Murong’s house to be messed up?

Murong Lin walked to the bed and looked condescendingly at Ru Meng’er’s face.

“What can you give me?” Murong Lin asked.

Now that the identity is known, killing people will not help. It is better to cooperate to maximize the benefits.

“All, except hatred.”

“Very good.” Murong Lin patted the Qiankun bag, took out a copy of “Blood Sky Art”, threw it to Ru Meng’er, took out another Qiankun bag, filled it with some training resources, and threw it to her .

“Take it for training. This is the token of the Blood Spirit Society. You can mobilize the hands of any county. I want you to cultivate to the Creation Realm before next year and kill people at will.” Murong Lin said calmly, “At the same time, I will bring you Murong Tong’s head.”

Ru Meng’er got up, sat on the bed, and looked at the half-brother in front of her, taking over what was in her hands.

“OK.”

“If necessary, you can sacrifice the Blood Spirit Society.” Murong Lin looked at her, sensed the Blood Hong Gu in the Xue Hong Gu Acupoint, and said with a smile. *