Can A Scholar Be Called A Villain?

Chapter 51: Dragon Hunting Ring

Behind everyone, three figures slowly walked out of the attic that Murong Lin had observed earlier.

There are two thin people on the left and right, supporting a very weak one in the middle.

It was Lu Haimiao, Tang Mian and the seventh prince Murong Xing.

Lu Haimiao was wearing a neat skirt with a calm expression, while Tang Mian was wearing a white shirt with a gloomy face, and he was silent with his head down.

Murong Xing was supported by the two of them. He looked pale, as if he had been seriously injured and had not recovered. His steps were stumbling. Fortunately, he was supported by the two.

Everyone stared blankly as they watched these three people slowly walk in front of them, and there was silence.

Lu Haimiao and Tang Mian are okay, everyone is not very familiar.

But the Seventh Prince Murongxing is definitely familiar to many people.

Who doesn’t know Murong Xing’s civil and military skills?

Who doesn’t know that Murong Xing disappeared in that valley?

Seeing a person who had disappeared or even died in front of him now, everyone had a break in their thoughts, and then slowly recovered.

“Then, that is His Highness the Seventh Prince? He is still alive!”

“My God! There is nothing wrong with His Highness the Seventh Prince! I heard that the other three princes have all been confirmed dead.”

“Bah! His Royal Highness, the Seventh Prince, Ji Ren has his own heavenly appearance. God is blessing him.”

“But why did he show up here? Why didn’t he go back to the palace first?”

There was a lot of discussion, and their expressions were shocked. Some people who had been close to Murong Xing came forward to accompany him, hushing coldly and asking warmly, looking worried.

Murong Lin raised his brows and looked at Tang Mian next to Murong Xing. He just looked at it for a while and then stopped.

He was sure that it was Tang Mian who had previously observed himself in secret.

After all, Tang Zongren’s mental power and hiding skills are quite good.

It’s just that Murong Lin didn’t expect that Murong Xing could walk out of the valley alive, and met Tang Mian, and came to the capital together.

I saw Lu Haimiao and Tang Mier assisting Murong Xing to come to Wang Renmei. Murong Xing slowly sat down, looked at everyone, and slowly said, “Murong Xing has seen you all.”

The group of people below hurriedly said it didn’t matter, their eyes eagerly looked at Murong Xing, or caring, or obsessed, or doubting, or calm.

Wang Renmei clapped his hands to calm everyone down, and then she said, “His Royal Highness, Hai Miao’s sister and brother Tang Zian, came to Beijing today. He is still seriously injured, and the real murderer behind the scenes is the Seventh Prince. Your Highness and the little brother Tang Zian already have a method of identification.”

Tang Mian stepped forward slowly and raised a crimson spar in his hand.

Everyone looked at each other, some people recognized it and their faces instantly turned pale, and the seventh prince also had gloomy eyes.

“What’s this? Feeling powerful?”

“I’m going! Isn’t it that thing? Dragon God spar!”

“This is the Dragon God Spar?!”

Tang Mian looked at the crowd whispering and talking, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then stabilized, holding the Dragon God spar and said, “Yes, this is the Dragon God spar.”

Then he picked up a ring in his hand and said, “This is a dragon hunting ring I made with some of the aura in the dragon god spar. With it, you can sense the breath of the dragon god spar, but at least It also has to be within three hundred meters. The closer you get, the stronger the light will be from this ring.”

Tang Mian gave a demonstration, and everyone understood it instantly.

Some wise people have seen it a long time ago and asked: “His Royal Highness, don’t you want us to look for that dragon god spar, right?”

Murong Xing nodded, and said with a pale face: “Everyone knows that the Blood Spirit Society has all entered Beijing. This time, they can be wiped out. As long as you rely on this ring, everyone can help me find the real murderer behind the scenes without any danger! My brothers’ grudges can also be reported.”

“But why don’t you give this thing to the military or Ouchi?” someone asked again, and he glanced at the Dragon God spar in Tang Mian’s hand in fear.

Murong Xing shook his head slightly and said, “The fact that the Blood Spirit Society can all enter Beijing this time is entirely due to the internal response of the imperial court. Coupled with its mysterious president, the military cannot do it directly. You are different. You are the most active people in the capital, and your actions will definitely not attract attention.”

Everyone realized that, to put it plainly, Murong Xing and Wang Renmei and others just wanted to use the activity of their group of dudes to paralyze the enemy, and secretly find the real murderer and the blood spirit society.

And the people they know and their subordinates can definitely cover the entire capital, and they won’t let go of any clues.

Tang Mian looked at the group of people under his eyes, slightly hard with his fingers, and grasped the dragon god spar and dragon hunting ring in his hand.

This is an important step in his revenge for his father.

The Blood Spirit Society must never be let go.

At this time, Murong Xing coughed and said again: “Everyone knows everything. This time I have three brothers dead, and 100,000 people have been counted dead in the valley. Now the blood spirit society is in the capital. Please don’t Relaxed vigilance, maybe they are plotting a bigger conspiracy? I’ll trouble you all.”

No one has seen Murong Xing like this. Even if he is usually gentle and approachable, everyone has never heard the word “trouble” from him.

At this moment, a figure stepped forward and said, “How many rings are there in total?”

Tang Mian and Murong Xing were taken aback for a moment, and then Tang hurriedly said, “It’s just over one hundred and fifty, not many.”

The figure stretched out his hand and said, “Close your mouth… Uh, I’m sorry to say it wrong. Give me one. I know Chilinfang best, and give it to me.”

Tang Mian looked at the person in front of him gratefully and handed him a dragon hunting ring.

Murong Xing looked at the person in front of him, and slowly said, “Thank you, brother three.”

The first person in front of him to take the ring was Murong Lin.

Murong Lin smiled, patted Murong Xing’s shoulder and said, “It’s okay.”

The next step is the crowd rushing in. Anyway, there is no danger in this matter. At best, it is quite tiring. The 108 squares in the capital is completely not a problem for the more than 300 people here.

Wang Renmei stood by and glanced at Murong Lin with interest.

Murong Lin didn’t care at all, he was playing with the dragon hunting ring on his hand.

This is not Yan’s traditional refining technique, it is even extremely rough, the parts inside are precise and detailed, more like a hidden weapon.

Murong Lin glanced at Tang Mian and observed his temperament.

It’s cold.

It’s not the kind of coldness that is hot inside and cold outside.

It’s pure indifference.

Perhaps a master of hidden weapons and poisons should be like this, facing the coldest world with the coldest heart.

But it was obvious that Tang Mian was not that cold enough.

So he will be frozen to death by this world indifferently.

“Protagonist: Tang Mian

Main character value: 200

Age: fifteen

Cultivation: Seven Layers of Creation Realm

Talent: the little protagonist halo, Shrek monster

Techniques: “One of the Seven Great Laws of Tangzong” (Xuantian), “The Secret Book of Poisonous Old Ghosts”

Skills: “The Sixth of the Seven Great Laws of Tang Zong” (Ghost Trace, Jade Hand, Purple Eye, Crane Capture, Thousand Artifacts, Thousand Poisons)”

“Fan, this’Shrek Monster’ is also considered a talent? I lost it!” Murong Lin said depressed.

“The master shouldn’t underestimate this talent. It can help the protagonist increase his cultivation speed, ignore the limitations of the protagonist’s environment, and has a high probability of helping the protagonist meet the teacher.”

“Uh, this…” Murong Lin was completely speechless.

On the other side, Wang Renmei chatted with Murong Xing who was sitting aside: “I didn’t expect your third brother to be the first to help.”

Murong Xing shook his head and analyzed: “Now that so many things have happened, the eldest brother must be proud of the spring breeze, and the third brother has the worst life, and the eighth brother is still uncertain. However, I feel that Murong Lin doesn’t seem to blame the heavens and others as much as before.”

“Heh, that’s not the best. When we first destroy Duke Sheng Guo according to our plan, we will draw him to your side.”*