The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1285

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
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Ye Lao said with a slightly kind expression: “Congratulations to Ye Ling for successfully establishing the family’s ‘Enlightenment Seal’, the next one, Mo Ziluo!”
Turning his head and continuing to face Ye Ling, he shook his head and smiled and said, “Ye Ling, your clan seal is incomplete, but it is considered a success if you are in love with reason. I hope that the family annual meeting will see you again!”
“Thank you, Mr. Ye! I remember this feeling!”
Ye Ling bowed deeply to Ye Lao, expressing her gratitude from the heart! I sincerely respect the elders of this family.
A black shadow in a black robe immediately came to the crowd, pointed at Ye Ling’s face, and said slowly, word by word, “Lao Ye, is this half-print a success? I’m the first in Mocheng to disagree. Besides, why can he jump in the queue, the order of the quota is also my brother Ziluo’s turn, what kind of thing is he?”
Ye Ling could feel that Mo Cheng’s drool had already rushed towards her cheek, she touched the cold face, and said angrily, “Mo Cheng, you are questioning Ye Lao’s fairness”
“I can’t talk about doubts, Ye Lao is the elder of the family, no, but Ye Ling, let me tell you, don’t confuse what I mean, the key is that your family is half-stained, no matter what kind of family it is, it can be considered a success, you bastard.
You don’t deserve it, you understand?”
Mo Cheng’s fingers that stretched out to Ye Ling’s forehead touched his forehead, the humiliating anger was burning, and the clenched fists were constantly squeaking… I was just in a hurry to cut the queue, so I’m here with Ziluo!”
With a sincere smile, Ye Ling said sincerely to the figure standing behind Mo Cheng: “Zi Luo, I was impulsive, I’m sorry!”
“Brother, forget it!”
Mo Ziluo was shorter than Mo Cheng’s stature and pulled back with force.
But he didn’t move at all, because he didn’t want to give up on it at all! “But, Mo Cheng, whoever deceived me, I will return!”
Ye Ling faced his head, not afraid of the surprised expressions thrown everywhere. On the edge of the huge branch of the palm cage tree, Mo Lin leaned lazily on the trunk, pinched the wings of his nose, and shook his head: “It’s really helpless, it’s really noisy. Ah, hey, but it seems quite interesting, dog bites dog, you’re right, Xiaoqing!”
Mo Qingna always had a pale pink face and stuck out her tongue: “Fifth brother, how are you, huhu!”
She stood beside Mo Lin obediently, with what she knew about his fifth brother, it would be better for her to stay obediently on the side! “Who allowed you to plead for Ye Ling just now? ……of”
Mo Lin stared at Mo Qing with ruthless eyes, word by word, full of deep dissatisfaction! The girl is always emotional, and her already pink cheeks turned even redder when she saw Mo Lin’s dissatisfaction. Yan.
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He stayed deeply aggrieved and said: “Fifth brother, I think he is pitiful, he has not passed the past seven years, people just can’t stand it, although he has poor qualifications and nothing to say, but he is really pitiful, me. …”
Seeing as if he wanted to defend himself, looking at Maureen’s gradually dignified brows, he was momentarily… at a loss for words.
“That waste is not worthy of pity. My father said that he and his father are a shame to the family. I don’t want to see you again when you still make your own opinions, you know?”
With an inexplicable expression, Mo Qing lowered her head and said indifferently, “Fifth brother, I know I’m wrong, I won’t dare next time!”
“Um!”
Maureen didn’t continue speaking, turned his head and looked forward.
Ye Lao looked at the younger generation in this clan, and a blood swelled in his heart: “You are presumptuous!”
“Mo Cheng doesn’t dare, Ye Lao calm down!”
Mo Cheng’s disdainful expression kept throwing at Ye Ling, he was constantly provoking, and the shape of his mouth was changing, which probably meant: “Ye Ling, you bastard, why, it’s you who is scolding you!”
This layer of trampling is touching Ye Ling’s inverse scales, and the clenched fists slowly said: “If you say who is a waste, then we will fight, bastard!”
“My father once told me that I don’t deceive people. If people deceive me, I will return!”
Ye Ling mobilized the breath of the whole body. The qi martial level that he had just stepped on, the qi slashing mirror, the violent qi sound that turned qi into a slash, was running around, the mad breath and the madness, he had to prove himself, he Not waste.
“Yo, the trash is angry!”
Mo Cheng’s sly eyes said, so this was his purpose. The words were excitable, and he used force to stomp Ye Ling’s feet. He was happy! Trample again.
Ye Ling didn’t know what he was thinking, and slowly walked to the open space below the stage, shaking her fingers: “Mocheng, fight or not fight, whoever falls today is a bastard!”
“Then it’s estimated that you are going to become a bastard today, boy Ye Ling, come on, let’s fight!”
Slowly walked towards the open space where they were fighting! Ye Ling stood at the center of the open space, and opened the cuffs of the clothes that had been put down before. Thinness does not mean incompetence. Layers of cocoon-like horny cover the joints. This is the result of years of continuous forging of the body. The thick layer of calluses is the result of constantly hitting the hard as iron palm tree. .
The sixteen-year-old physique was growing, staring at Mo Cheng, who was slowly approaching a height higher than his own head, his legs were slightly arched apart, his leg muscles were really hardening, and the churning air pressure was blowing through his body. Around the periphery, the level of Qi Wu, Qi Slashing Mirror, the excitement of fighting for it is gathering, revealing the face, in the flush, a cloud of arrogance.
Six years ago, when I was ten years old, I forgot to turn my back on that tall and sturdy man, and recalled the slightest memories: “It’s the third time I failed, my good son, I’m really happy for you for my father, my lineage, In my eyes, that’s the end of it.
Come, this is the last thing for you, take it!”
Words without a hint of emotion, that year, the thick snow that covered her bare feet made the young Ye Ling freeze like blood for thousands of miles.
Chapter 100 Intersections
Looking at the thin pages of the book under his feet, the snowflakes that were stirred up, the four 44 gilded ancient bodies, the four characters ‘Dragon Body Art’ were etched in his young heart. Since then, in countless days and nights, the brown dragon The forest became his cultivation place. From the rising of the sun to the sunset, from the warm spring to the severe winter, he ran with a young body, flew into the cliffs and waterfalls, strung into the bottom of the deep lakes, the muddy earth ponds rolled, the icy snow landed. In the middle of the night, he ran and jumped barefoot, climbed the straight palm dragon tree, ran all over the Mo family in Yan County, and the hundreds of thousands of mountains nearby.
One word ‘faster’ I want more ‘faster’.
If the mirror of martial arts, first inside out, first cultivate the inner breath and then enter the body training, if I stop the inner training, I will use the body to enter the inside.
A strong physique is the foundation of all martial arts paths. If the bottom is unstable, the swaying north wind can blow you down.
Ye Ling has always believed that a certain year, a certain month and a certain day, the body that is constantly cultivating, like the legendary ancient ‘ancient beast’ ‘dragon of the sky’, swaying the tail of the Frisbee, can also make Donglan Lu Face, shake three times.
The sweat and blood that swept away were only for the man who had always turned his back to him, looking at himself with a straight eye.
The birds hovering over the brown dragon forest fluttered their open wings, and a row of fleshy thorns grew on the serrated jet-black beak, black and white, and a raised blood-red sarcoma was inserted obliquely in the eyebrows. In the middle, the white pupils make people shudder.
A hundred miles to the west of the brown dragon forest, the ‘green yin collar’, the ground steps, the juvenile ‘black and white kite’, is howling sharply above the brown dragon forest! Although it looks ferocious, it never takes the initiative to attack.
Haunting at night, it is normal to see it here! Old Ye walked down the bluestone stairs and came to the count. He embraced the overwhelming pressure that had stood at a high position for decades, and wrapped up the two shadows in the open space, with a strong voice, With a smile: “Although you are all like this, the ‘Clan Code’ will be temporarily stopped, and I will not sweep your young blood. It’s better to fight without fighting, Ye Ling, the battle blood that has never fluctuated for a long time. It is also slowly burning up, old me, as a human being, please prepare yourself! The battle begins!”
“Idle people, wait, retreat ten meters back!”