After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 514 Mo Yuner

"Oh, I see." Mo Yun'er said impatiently.

She already knew about it.

Isn't it just that he likes a female cultivator? It's normal for a young, powerful and handsome man like Yan Qing to have a few favorites and a few confidante.

She knew it and didn't care.

What I like is this person, so naturally I have to work hard to get it.She prepared so carefully today, it must be to make people's eyes shine, let him know that she is different from those rouge and vulgar fans outside.

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the other side

Shang Yanting came with the little raccoon.

Although the boats of Yimeng College are not as good as theirs, they are bigger than theirs and more luxuriously decorated.There are many boys and girls in the ship, as well as disciples of handymen.This thing doesn't look like it's going to kill the Son of Death at all, it's more like going on vacation.

As soon as they came up, special handyman disciples came to greet them.He took them all the way to the inner belly of the magic weapon, which is also the place where Yimeng College receives guests.

Apart from Shang Yanting, they also invited other forces to go to the Demon Cultivation Realm.

But among all the people, Shang Yanting's status is the highest.Naturally, he sat in the honorable seat with the best view and the highest position.

When all the monks saw him coming, they stood up to show their kindness.Shang Yanting was already comfortable in this kind of situation, he was holding the monster in his arms, and nodded gently towards the people around him.

But unlike Zhenjun Bai Yu's approachable gentleness, Yan Qing's gentleness is full of distance.

While making people feel that he is gentle, he cannot ignore his own status and the gap between himself and him.He was obviously too young, but he made the group of old men who were hundreds of years old around him feel awe.

That's the kind of person!
Mo Yun'er was already fascinated by him.The moment Yan Qing came in, her gaze never left.

Shang Yanting sat down in his seat.

He doesn't even need to socialize in this game today, everyone will come to entertain him.

At the same time, it was nothing more than discussing how to deal with the gang of demon cultivators and how to capture the son of Nirvana when they went to the realm of demon cultivators.

Shang Yanting just listened to what they said and rarely expressed his own opinions.Because he knew that no matter how well he said it now, they would not be able to cooperate much when they arrived at the Demon Cultivation Realm.

Each force acts independently.

When everyone was discussing in full swing, an elderly cultivator from Yimeng College suddenly stood up, raised the wine glass in front of him, and said to the surrounding cultivators, "Fellow Taoists, the road to the realm of demonic cultivation is difficult and dangerous, and the future is unknown." .

But for Wuxiu's peace in the next few hundred years, everyone is resolute and resolute, and they are role models among Wuxiu.

To boost morale, but also to pray for the road ahead.I, Mo Yun'er, a monk of Yimeng College and a descendant of Daoist Hongyun, presented a dance: Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens! "

"The descendant of Daojun Hongyun?!"

Obviously, most of the people sitting here knew who Mo Hongyun was.

The only martial saint in the realm of martial arts.

The top martial arts.

With these four words alone, no one can save Mo Yuner's face.

"it is good!"

"Good good!"

Everyone applauded, wanting to see the demeanor of Mo Hongyun's descendant.Lying in Shang Yanting's arms, Jia Xitong also looked towards the vacant space in the lobby.

boom--!
A fur drum sounded, and the dance began.

Huge drums, painted in red and green, hang in the air.Two female cultivators with fluttering robes flew out from both sides of the drum.

Everyone looked towards the sky.

The little raccoon... is about to lose his head!
Shang Yanting noticed that she was about to lean back, so he simply picked her up and changed into a more comfortable viewing position.

boom--!
With a low sound of animal bones, a woman in a red dance dress appeared.The red silk flew into the sky, and the sound of the drums became denser.

The woman dances lightly with the big drum as the background.

The eyes of the monks below were straightened.

Jia Xitong sat in the best viewing position of the audience, and was completely stunned.

Mo Yun'er looked at the reaction of the cultivator below, her face was a little more confident and proud.She stared straight down at the man she admired, and then she leaped towards the man below.

Then... send a blessing kiss.

not good!

There are assassins!
The little raccoon liked the dance she danced very much, and was even intoxicated by it. His feet couldn't help swinging to the sound of her drums.

However, when the woman leaned forward and rushed towards their position, when the woman pouted her flaming red lips, the little raccoon's hunting rival radar immediately turned on.

How could her host's mother be kissed by others!
The next second, the little raccoon flapped its wings, buzzing and flying extremely fast.Stretch out your front paws to block the salty pig's mouth that the girl leaned over——

Guardian, the best host!
The scene was suddenly silent.

Mo Yun'er was unhappy because her careful preparation was messed up by a monster;
The people of Yimeng College were angry because Mo Yun'er made a presumptuous claim and did such an outrageous thing when she was allowed to dance and express herself.

As for the others... they are in the state of watching a play.

Dean Yan Qing of Dingtian Academy is indeed very charming, attracting such a young and beautiful female cultivator to fall into his arms.It was even more unexpected that Mo Yun'er was so bold that he would kiss a man in public.

It is worthy of being a good junior taught by the great power.

At the scene, the calmest person was actually Yan Qing.

He took out a white handkerchief and wiped the hands of the little raccoon who had covered his mouth just now, then stood up holding the little raccoon,

"Thank you fellow daoists of Yimeng College for your hospitality. Next, we will discuss how to deal with the demon cultivator. It is more important to catch the son of Nirvana. There is no need to hold a gathering like today. I still have important things to do, let's go first."

He spoke slowly, without mentioning what happened the previous moment, but his actions seemed to explain everything.

Shang Yanting is today's important guest.

When he left, other people who came here for fame would naturally not stay.

The protagonist leaves, and the supporting actors leave.

The party that was originally carefully prepared to let the cultivators see their Yimeng College attitude clearly did not achieve the effect they hoped for at all.

Instead, it was because of Mo Yun'er that Yimeng Academy lost face for the second time.

"Yun'er, why didn't you listen to what I told you earlier?"

The female monk who had been following her couldn't help but said, maybe her voice was a little louder, which caused tears to leak from the corners of Mo Yun'er's eyes, "I didn't think about it at the time, but I designed a hand holding a blessing." Action, who knows that everyone misunderstood.

How could I, a girl who has not been out of the cabinet, do such a thing as throwing herself into her arms? It wasn't because of the actions of the little beast next to Yan Qing, which caused people around me to misunderstand me. "

As she spoke, tears fell one by one like pearls with broken strings, "What should we do now, Aunt Sun! I'm ashamed to death."

　Goodnight everybody!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)