Chapter 79 Thorough investigation of the Murong Mansion
Chapter 79 Thorough investigation of Murong Mansion
Author: Tangjiutang
Chapter 79 Thorough investigation of Murong Mansion
"Yin'er wants to take this opportunity to turn the power of the Murong family into the dark?" Murong Jinglan immediately guessed what her niece meant.
"Yes!" Murong Yin said yes, stroking her hands.
"Those disciples who are not of the same mind as us will definitely not do their best in the competition, and may even help outsiders attack our disciples."
"We are taking advantage of this situation to make our disciples admit defeat and make these aristocratic families think that we are really in decline! Although it will be a little frustrating at this moment, a person must have a long-term vision. Instead of accepting others' advice, it is better to rely on oneself! Cultivation
If you are strong, you will have a strong voice!"
"This is better than listening to the hypocritical emperor's orders!"
"But we can't all admit defeat, isn't this arousing suspicion?" Murong Jinglan raised her concerns.
"Of course not, just one or two can make it to the finals! I'll be the only one, and if Murong Fei is lucky, that's pretty much it. If there's another one, that's fine too."
Murong Qingcang said angrily: "There are only four places in the finals. You want to occupy three of them. Are you sure it's a low profile?"
"Uh, that's it." Murong Yin touched her nose: "I don't know."
"Anyway, in the end, I must get a spot. Whether I get the first place or not depends on the situation."
The three of them didn't speak for a while.
Murong Qingcang suddenly thought of a question: "Does Yin'er intend to hide his cultivation?"
Murong Yin nodded and shook his head, Murong Qingcang said in a bluffing voice: "Don't show off, tell me quickly!"
"Grandpa, why are you so anxious?" Murong Yin said helplessly, "Looking at the current situation, my strength in the early stage of the Golden Core must not be hidden. Those disciples all know it."
"Since those disciples know that I can cultivate, they simply use me as bait. Why not give it a try?"
"No!" The old man refused and asked him to use his granddaughter as bait, but he refused!
"Oh, Grandpa! My cultivation has been exposed a long time ago. Once someone among those disciples has an idea, I can't hide it at all. You don't use the ready-made bait. Do you want to expose more?"
"Besides, my real strength is more than this, so grandpa can rest assured! If the Zhu family releases Gu insects, I won't be afraid at all with Meng Yuan by my side!"
"I have a lot of things to protect my life. Even if someone comes to make trouble, I'm not the only one around me, there's Black Wing as well!"
In the end, the old man agreed. If he didn't agree, he felt like his ears were about to get calluses.
Murong Yin returned to Haitang Courtyard with satisfaction and asked Black Wing to guard the courtyard. Any intruders would be killed without mercy!
A few days later, the news about Murong Yinhui's cultivation spread to all corners of Nanyou Country.
It caused a huge sensation for a while!
In the palace, people from the Zhu family, Li family, etc. all sent people to visit, praising Murong Yin for finally being able to practice and congratulating him.
Murong Qingcang blocked all these things without leaving a trace, and secretly sent secret guards to detain those disciples who revealed that Murong Yin could practice.
At night, waves of assassinations raided Haitang Courtyard.
Murong Yin held the black iron fan in his hand and killed one, two, and a pair, and then sent these killers back intact.
It was placed boldly in front of each family head, along with a banner that read: Nothing more than this!
The heads of each family were either furious, banging the table, or secretly using conspiracy and tricks.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that the number of people coming to assassinate has increased, and their cultivation has also become higher.
Murong Yin used this to find a breakthrough point in her cultivation.
When her spiritual power is full, she is just a little bit close to being able to break through.
When the three rounds of assassinations were over, Nanyou Kingdom seemed to have calmed down. However, Murong Yin had not yet made a breakthrough.
She was very depressed, sitting on the ground bored and poking around with the black iron fan.
Xuantie Fan: I am a weapon! Not a shovel! Don’t use it to shovel soil, thank you!
Murong Yin turned a blind eye to the assassins lying around, and was about to ask Black Wing to fight her when Yun Yi, who had disappeared for more than ten days, appeared.
"You're here, sit down wherever you want!" Murong Yin wrinkled her nose and said with a sad face.
"Is Yin'er worried about breaking through?" Yun Yi didn't mind the dirt, lifted up his clothes and sat next to Murong Yin, asking in a warm voice.
"Yes!" Murong Yin frowned, a little irritated: "I obviously feel that I am about to break through, but I have fought so many times, and it is of no use at all!"
His warm palm gently landed on the top of her hair, causing her to look at him.
"Yin'er, don't be impatient. If you don't make a breakthrough in your cultivation, it's just because you haven't had the opportunity. Don't be too hasty in your cultivation, otherwise you will lose more than you gain by going crazy."
Yun Yi spoke very gently and seriously, slowly soothing her slightly anxious heart.
She understands everything, she's just a little depressed.
She doesn't care if her cultivation level doesn't break through for the time being, let everything take its course.
He looked at the man next to him, and his eyes unexpectedly fell into those purple eyes.
The moonlight was cold, but it couldn't stop the warmth in his eyes at this moment.
The gentle gaze weaved into a web, constantly attracting her deeper and deeper.
The bright little face came closer, surprise flashed in the purple eyes, and there was a smile and indulgence in the eyes.
The glistening white fingertips were slightly cold, and they fell under the eyes full of stars. They wanted to touch them, but then they retracted them.
The voice murmured: "Your eyes are so beautiful! How can there be such beautiful eyes in the world! They are so beautiful that they want to be cherished and treasured, ha~"
Murong Yin didn't notice anything unusual about herself at all. Yun Yi hugged the person who took the initiative to come to him. His purple eyes were deep and unexplorable.
At the top of the cloud mountain, a woman is wearing a black dress. The dark patterns of large flowers of Manjusana on the skirt are like soul-stirring chains. The Manjusana blossoms at the end of the eyes are enchanting, dangerous and charming.
A little baby-fat face was staring blankly at the young man in the corner who was glaring at her defensively.
A pair of magnificent purple eyes full of murderous intent, and bursts of spiritual energy all over his body, ready for a woman to pounce at any time.
"Your eyes are so beautiful! How can there be such beautiful eyes in the world! They are so beautiful that they want to be cherished and treasured, haha~"
The purple eyes were stunned for a moment, and then stared at her more fiercely: "Do you want to dig out my eyes? Tell you, there is no way! Those who want to do this will be killed by me! If you don't want to die, just
leave me alone!"
The woman froze on the spot and hurriedly explained: "I won't dig out your eyes. I, I just want to touch them. I don't mean any harm!"
Seeing that the young man was unmoved, the woman had no choice but to purse her lips regretfully and put down her hand. Her glazed black eyes were filled with regret: "Well, if I can't get there, can you tell me your name?"
After not receiving an answer for a long time, the woman turned around in despair: "Then I'm leaving, sorry."
On a battlefield full of carnage, a woman in black robe burned her body with a curse and sacrificed her soul with another woman to suppress the rebels in Shen Yuan.
This was the second time the young man saw her, and it was also the last time.
Tens of thousands of years later, Yun Yi didn't know how to describe his mood at this time when he heard the exact same words again.