Can A Scholar Be Called A Villain?

Chapter Twenty-Two: Long Chen Going Up the Mountain

“What’s the matter? Tell me in detail!” Long Chen grabbed Xiao Chang and brought him to his room with his spiritual power, while the gray-haired old man beside him stood outside the room, protecting the inside of the room with his spiritual power. Voice, don’t let it come out.

Xiao Chang cried and cried, intermittently telling the story.

“Five days ago, in the middle of the night, when we were all asleep, suddenly a group of people in black rushed into the Long’s house and killed people when they saw them. They didn’t even let the dogs go. More people in black surrounded it, it was terrifying.”

“Who are they? Why are they attacking the Long Family? Haven’t I already destroyed the enemy?” Long Chen asked. When he left the family, he had already wiped out all the enemies of the Long Family nearby, so he had no worries and went to other places to experience.

“I don’t know, their techniques are very vicious, and everyone can’t stop them, but they seem to be here for you, Young Master, saying that you are not worthy to challenge Fairy Zhu, and they also said that they want to sweep away the troubles for Fairy Zhu, and the elder stepped forward. After some theory, he was hacked to death by a man in black.” Xiao Shang cried miserably, his eyes flushed.

“What about my dad? Didn’t I give him a Tonghua Pill before? He should already be a master of the Ten Thousand Phase Realm!” Long Chen’s eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, blood was bitten out of his gums, and he looked at Xiao with a grim look. skirts.

“It’s useless! There are three masters who are as strong as the master. The master can’t beat it at all. He forcibly used his spiritual power to eject this ring, and after giving it to me for me to bring it to you, he was killed by those three.” Xiao Chang was desperate, her eyes full of fear for that night.

“How come?” Long Chen held the ring tightly in his hand, the faces of his father and family members appeared in his mind, and tears slowly flowed down.

The tears were cold, and it was cold to my heart.

He only felt that the world seemed to collapse at this moment.

“After I was sent outside with the palm of my master, I kept running here, and didn’t dare to go back. I ran for five days and five nights before I came here. Oh, young master, you want to avenge the Long family! “Xiao Chang was crying, but the corner of his mouth was slowly dripping with blood, and his eyes were loose.

Long Chen fixed his eyes, Xiao Chang’s eyes were dizzy, and he was slowly losing his breath.

“Xiao Shang? Xiao Shang! You will wake up soon!” Long Chen was anxious, shaking Xiao Shang’s body.

A figure flashed beside him, the gray-haired old man came to the side, put his hand on Xiao Chang’s forehead, looked at his pupils, and shook his head helplessly.

“Old Qin? What’s the matter?” Long Chen asked anxiously.

Old Qin, the gray-haired old man, shook his head and sighed: “This little brother has been running around for five days, day and night, and sacrificed his blood to maintain his speed. Now his energy is exhausted and he has no strength to recover.”

Powerless.

Long Chen only felt funny and desperate.

He got up and raised his fists to vent, but he held back, stomping on the ground with his feet, blood and tears streaming down his eyes. Suddenly, he stepped, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His eyes were depressed and he said, “Zhu Zhushu! I will kill you.” you!”

Then he passed out in a coma.

Old Qin hurriedly picked him up and put him on the bed for treatment.

He looked at the young man in a coma before him, and couldn’t help feeling sighed.

He had fallen into an enemy trap before, trapped in a formation for fifty years. He thought he was about to die, but he didn’t expect Long Chen to break through the formation with his own blood and release himself.

And he, who had already fallen into despair, was extremely grateful to this young man, so he promised him to guard him for three years.

It’s just that he didn’t expect his cultivation speed to be like a fierce tiger, fast and fast, pulling the distance to only a big realm away from him in a short time.

It’s just that the opponent this time was so vicious, he calculated against Long Chen’s family the day before the test, and even directly slaughtered the whole clan to attack Long Chen’s confidence. The image of Long Chen, who was not surprised all the way, also quietly collapsed in his eyes.

Although this is commonplace in the world, Qin also felt a little annoyed when it happened to people around him.

Outside the window, the night was bright, and the town was full of fireworks.

On the bed, a huge change was taking place in Long Chen’s body in a coma, and the blood of the Nihuo Canglong was gradually eroding his whole body along with his anger and resentment.

I saw that his breath continued to rise, and he unexpectedly reached the half-step state of the universe.

The next day came when the one-year deadline came, and it was also the time for Long Chen and Zhu Zhushu to fight.

The Hundred Flower Sect was very lively, and some people who knew the inside story to see the excitement and the disciples of the same enemy in the Hundred Flower Sect gathered in the square at the entrance of the Zongmen and sat in the surrounding seats.

This place was originally used as a competition stage for the disciples, but at this moment it is free to be used as a venue for the next year’s appointment.

Murong Lin picked a quiet place, sat down and waited quietly for the protagonist to appear on the stage. The two “Iron Tree Blossoms” stood behind him. Because they took the elixir in the ruins, there were signs of a breakthrough in the cultivation base at this moment. It was already at the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Phases Realm. As long as you understand the bottleneck and break through the bottleneck, you can turn into the Heavenly Transcendent Realm.

At that time, Murong Lin can walk sideways in Yan’s house.

Therefore, Murong Lin was in a good mood, sitting on the recliner with Erlang’s legs upright, and there was a servant of Hundred Flowers Sect next to him serving.

Looking around, at the top of the square are the great elder of Baihua Sect and some of his disciples. Zhu Zhushu’s figure is standing in the most conspicuous position. Her eyes are confident and full. Looking at the location of the mountain gate, she seems to be able to see Long Chen step by step. Come up.

Sitting next to them were the eldest prince Murong Ding and the sixth princess Murong Liu. The two were also chatting with interest. Murong Liu was lying on Zhu Zhushu and acting like a baby.

On the left are some disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect, discussing with great interest. The master sisters are naturally invincible in their eyes, and they are more ridiculing Long Chen’s ignorance and fearlessness, like a group of mosquitoes and flies. On the right are some people who come to watch the battle. Most of them are young cultivators. There are some people from the four major families, as well as casual cultivators on the rivers and lakes. They are in their twenties. The older generation is not interested in watching the battle between the two juniors. Woolen cloth.

Murong Lin stared at the three Xue family’s children, his eyes gleaming with coldness.

Someone beside him recognized him and asked curiously why Murong Lin appeared here. Murong Lin had to repeat his previous remarks and smoothly shifted everyone’s attention to the ruins.

Everyone was talking excitedly, agreeing to explore the ruins together.

Murong Lin looked at those innocent people, sneered in his heart, but secretly murdered the Xue family’s children.

Anyway, we have killed so many in the ruins before, so why not die a few more?

“Boom~Boom~Boom~” The big bell on the mountain rang, with a misty and mighty voice, sweeping for several miles.

With the ringing of the bell in the Baihua Sect, Murong Lin knew that Long Chen had come up, and soon this engagement was about to begin.

So he looked up, and saw a sound coming from the edge of the square, and the two figures came to the edge of the square as fast as thunder and lightning.

Their figures were not stable yet, they heard a hoarse and cold voice: “Zhu Zhushu! Come out and die!”

Everyone’s complexion changed constantly, or they were surprised, or ridiculed, or unbelievable, or resentful. Following the voice, they saw a gray-haired old man with his hands behind his back, with a mighty and extraordinary momentum. Beside him stood a hostile young man with resentment and murder in his eyes, staring at Zhu Zhushu on the stage.

These two people are Long Chen and Qin Lao. *