"Oh, this Ning Yang Hou is really. Isn't this hitting Lin Ziyong's sword blade so that Lin Ziyong can kill people in public to establish his authority, but he is really getting back to life!"

He looked at the body of Ning Yanghou who was carried back to his house by his servants. Xu Qiuniang, who was sitting next to King Rong, drank the warm wine into her stomach and sighed helplessly.

King Rong smiled slightly and said with some gloating pleasure: "These old guys always rely on their noble status, and even I love to ignore them, let alone Lin Ziyong, a first-class nobleman."

Xu Qiuniang smiled and said, "But they forgot that Lin Mo is also the leader of the Mo Sect, one of the three peak sects. If Lin Mo wants to kill someone, how many people can control him, and how many people dare to control him."

"Yes!" King Rong answered quietly.

Since that day, King Rong learned about the power of the practitioners from Xu Qiuniang, he has never dared to underestimate Lin Mo and Mo Sect again. He was uneasy and secretly recruited powerful practitioners for his own use.

There are thousands of sects practicing in Zhongzhou mainland, and the Mo Sect can become one of the three peak sects in just three years. King Rong believes that Lin Mo and the Mo Sect are absolutely terrifying, so how can you dare to underestimate them again?

On the other side, Xiang Yuan looked at everything quietly and whispered coldly: "This Lin Mo is really rampant. He dares to be in public because of his identity as the leader of Mo Sect. One day, I will get rid of him."

Listening to Xiang Yuan's low voice, Han Qianyue dressed as a maid, most aware of the power of the three peak sects, did not speak, but she couldn't help but feel that Xiang Yuan's words were very childish.

Just when most people were immersed in the fear of being killed by the old Marquis of Ningyang, someone was scared just now, but Yan Baiyu still didn't take Lin Mo seriously.

That's right, it's Geng Yan.

For Geng Yan, although Lin Mo's identity as Mo Sect is powerful, Lin Mo himself is indeed a waste who has not practiced. He can still teach Lin Mo a lesson on the court so that Mo Sect will not come to Taiwan.

As a small episode, the affairs of the old Marquis of Ningyang passed quickly and the competition continued.

Lin Mo waited on the court for a while, and the eunuch Sili also called out several times in succession, but Lin Mo's opponent, Ling Chen, the son of the Ministry of Rites, had not come to power for a long time.

"Please go on stage quickly, otherwise you will be regarded as abstention." The little eunuch Sili shouted again.

After waiting for a while, Ling Chen still did not show up. The little eunuch Si Li had to shout: "Ling Chen abstains, Lin Mo wins, and in the next game, Jia An will fight against Zhuang Guan."

"Yeah, my husband won, you are so awesome." Baili Qingcheng on the observation stage suddenly jumped up with excitement, then put the colorful flag in Qiu Yun's hand and sat back on his seat.

"Qingcheng, you're a little thirsty, drink a glass of water." Yan Baiyu, who was amused by Baili Qingcheng's behavior just now, held back his smile, poured a cup of tea for Baili Qingcheng, and handed it to her.

"I just happened to be a little thirsty, thank you sister Baiyu."

Baili Qingcheng took the tea cup and drank it, then sat obediently in his seat, without any influence from the death of the old Marquis of Ningyang, and was so happy.

After winning without a fight, Lin Mo naturally walked back to the participants' special observation platform happily.

When he sat back on his seat, he saw Geng Yan looking at him with a strange look, Lin Mo smiled embarrassedly and said, "Oh, I am really lucky. I didn't come without an opponent. I won it without a fight."

"That's really a congratulations to Lord Shangqing!"

Geng Yan replied casually, and his eyes began to look for Ling Chen. After searching for him, he really didn't find it. He said in his heart: Could it be that boy Ling Chen really didn't come? Lin Mo's luck is really good!

Seeing that Ling Chen didn't, Xuan Yuan looked at Ling Hai, a doctor from the Ministry of Rites behind him and asked: "Doctor Ling, should you give me an explanation, where is your son?"

Ling Hai is a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a broad mind and a fat body. However, facing Xuan Yuan's questioning, Ling Hai's face was full of sorrow and doubts.

"Sir, I really don't know. The emperor took lunch and drove out in a carriage. At first, the emperor thought he was here, but who would have thought, this..."

Ling Hai didn't know how to explain to Xuanyuan.

"Then let it go this time. I hope Dr. Ling can discipline your son well!" Xuan Yuan, who had not expected Ling Chen, did not argue or blame Ling Hai too much.

After saying that, Xuan Yuan no longer paid attention to Ling Hai and turned to Lin Mo. Seeing that Lin Mo was talking and laughing with Geng Yan, a thought emerged in his mind.

Isn't this Lin Mo doing it?

Just when Xuan Yuan suspected Lin Mo, a entourage from Ling Mansion with five finger marks on his face walked to Ling Hai, bowed, and said respectfully: "Sir, after the young master left the mansion, he went directly to the Huanle House and refused to leave. In order to persuade the young master, he was beaten by the young master."

"This..." Ling Hai was stunned when he heard the news.

After hearing this, Xuan Yuan immediately dispelled his suspicion of Lin Mo, smiled coldly, and said, "Doctor Ling, you really taught a good son. When the big thing is happening, you are still lingering in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, hum——"

About two quarters of an hour ago, in the Fantasy Music House on Shihua Street, in the room of Rosary, a graceful young man in gorgeous clothes was intoxicated by the graceful and seductive fragrance dance of Rosary, and could not extricate himself for a long time.

This young man in China is naturally Ling Chen.

A follower beside Ling Chen was full of anxiety and couldn't help it. He whispered: "Young Master, you still have to attend the bride recruitment conference. Let's go quickly, otherwise the lord will blame you."

After being interrupted by someone, Ling Chen was immediately angry and slapped the follower heavily on the face, and said angrily: "Noisy, I dare to disturb me to appreciate the dance of the Rosary Girl, get out of here."

"Young Master, you..."

The entourage wanted to say something, Ling Chen kicked him to the ground and said angrily: "I said I should get out of here quickly, have you not heard it? Go and tell my dad, I won't go!"

The follower glanced at Ling Chen again, got up from the ground, and ran out.

Seeing that the follower had left, wearing a sexy semi-transparent dance dress, he stopped dancing, walked to Ling Chen in graceful and enchanting steps, and then sat directly into his arms.

Touching Ling Chen's side face, the rosary gently exhaled a scent, and said incredibly charmingly: "Young Master Ling Chen, can you really do not go to Princess Rena's bride conference?"

Ling Chen hugged the rosary tightly in his arms, wiping his hands on him, and said, "What's wrong with it? I'm not the protagonist anyway. The rosary treasure I'll accompany me is the main thing!"

"Young Master Ling Chen, you are so bad. You love Rosary so much. Then Rosary will dance for you!" After that, the Rosary kissed Ling Chen's cheek, and continued to dance.

Ling Chen continued to appreciate it.

Ling Chen didn't know that outside the Rosary Room, there were three pairs of beautiful eyes watching everything inside, and the owner of one of the beautiful eyes was Tang Yunu.

The other two pairs of beautiful eyes are the top cards of Fantasy Music House, Shier and Yinger.

After looking at it for a while, Tang Yunu retracted his gaze and said, "Okay, Shi'er, Ying'er, let's go. This Young Master Ling Chen should be reluctant to leave the Rosary today."

Walking in the corridor, Shi'er and Ying'er's eyes were a little erratic. Tang Yunu noticed it and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with Shi'er Ying'er? What are you thinking about?"

Shi'er came to her senses and asked in a somewhat unbelievable tone: "Sister Tang, can I really not have to pick up customers in the future?"

Ying Er also looked straight at Tang Yunu, wanting to get an answer.

Tang Yunu smiled and nodded, "That's natural. I, Tang Yunu, keep my word. As long as you two sisters teach you the unique skills you two have to me, Sister Ruoshui, you will not have to receive any guests in the future."

In front of the Luanfeng Pavilion.

Lin Mo and Geng Yan were chatting without a word. The scene was like an old friend who had been around for a long time. Lin Mo's humble attitude made Geng Yan feel fluttering and he could hardly find the east, west, south and north.

About half an hour later, the first round of competition came to an end, with 77 people left, but only ten people were able to participate in the second day's literary exam, so the competition still had to continue.

Soon the second round of lottery draw began under the instructions of the eunuch Sili. Since it was odd to the number of people, someone was destined to be a bye and directly advance to the next round of competition.

The result of the lottery was soon revealed. In this round, Geng Yan's opponent was a man named Gu Shan. After knowing his opponent, Geng Yan asked Lin Mo: "Sir Shangqing, who is your opponent in this round?"

Lin Mo smiled and opened the note in his hand and looked at it for Geng Yan. When Geng Yan didn't write anything in the note, he immediately rubbed his eyes.

After confirming that he was not wrong, Geng Yan said in surprise: "Shang... Lord Shangqing, are you a bye player and have you directly obtained the qualification to advance to the first game?"

Lin Mo smiled embarrassedly: "Good luck, just luck."

"Indeed, I am really envious of your luck!" Geng Yan said lightly on his face, but he mocked in his heart: It's just that God pity you and let you last longer. What's so proud of me?

The second round began soon, and since there were only thirty-eight rounds in total, it took only more than half an hour to decide the outcome.

Geng Yan's second round opponent Gu Li was just a practitioner at the peak of the swordsman's swordsman, so Geng Gen turned around happily, defeated his opponent in less than a minute, and then turned around happily.

After the second round, Lin Mo had thirty-nine people left, so in the third round, one person would still become a bye and directly get the qualification to advance to the next round.

The lottery results came out soon, and Geng Yan's opponent in the third round was called Hu Shan.

Geng Yan, who knew his opponent, wanted to see who Lin Mo's opponent was in the third round, and thought to himself: In this game, Lin Mo cannot be a byss who are directly qualified to advance, right?

As a result, when Geng Yan saw that the note in Lin Mo's hand was still blank, and he said in shock: "No, Lord Shangqing is your assault again?"

Lin Mo touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Good luck is really just a good luck. Mr. Geng doesn't have to be so surprised. I believe that with your strength, you will definitely kill another person."

"Then let me borrow your auspicious words from you!"
Chapter completed!