I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 10 The Killing Intent of Mother Meng

Frankly, it's an existential crisis!

And Po Meng is the scariest one among them.

"If you don't go to worship the top of the mountain, Granny Meng will probably write me a small notebook, and she will kill me, a fake!" Wu Lang considered.

But how to please yourself?
To be honest, I naturally know the flow of this favorability task.

It's in the big guy's diary.

But still the previous sentence, I am not suitable for this.

There is no same leaf in this world, the process he can do, he can't reproduce it perfectly, or even screw it up directly.

This is the confidence of Player No.1.

When he published the diary, he clearly understood that other people would not be able to imitate him as a suckling dog, but would not be able to become an anti-dog if he painted a tiger.

"Could it be possible to leave it to Liu Ping, who is the most similar?" Wu Lang fell into deep thought.

But after thinking about it for a while, he felt that this would not work either.

He frowned slightly,
"That big guy, who cultivates a milk dog, can be salty and sweet, very lovable, extremely smart, and has excellent eloquence. But Liu Ping doesn't have such a cleverness, he trains a silly dog, let him farm NPCs Nine out of ten chances are you'll mess up your favor."

This is a headache!

Let Liu Ping go there, maybe he will be angry, and let this honest and honest man go to die.

"Depend on!"

Wu Lang thought about it and found it tricky.

But he still didn't go down the mountain to please Meng Po, but thought carefully for half an hour, returned to the room, picked up a pen and paper, and started writing a diary.

"I remember that Po Meng can read the diary." He opened the page and wrote on the first line:

[I heard from the master that Po Meng can’t peep into the seven peaks. I have tried several times in the past few days on the peaks, talking to myself. You can write your diary again. ]
[Now, I have successfully sneaked into Huangquan, the evil demon sect that the world calls for beating. ]
[I put on a mask and pretended to be myself, and I didn’t talk much, and the self-introduction when I entered the sect was quite satisfactory, I hope people here didn’t notice it, besides, I’ve basically been in-depth and simple in the past few days since I went up the mountain, and I seldom communicated with each other. . ]
[I went deep into the underworld, mingled with the holy religion with death, and mingled with these people, so I naturally have my ambitions and ambitions, even if I have a narrow escape, I will never take a step back. ]
As soon as Wu Lang's pen fell, a dialog box popped up in front of him.

"Ding!"

Granny Meng favorability -1
Granny Meng favorability -1
Granny Meng favorability -1-
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1
[Name]: Meng Po
[Template]: NPC
[race]: wandering soul
【Sect】: Huangquan
[Fate]:? ? ?

[Cultivation base]:? ? ?

Current favorability: -23
"Ding!"

[Warning: Granny Meng has turned from being neutral to being an enemy. She has a strong intention to kill you. It is recommended to run away immediately.]

Huangquan Road.

"Give me a drink!"

Under the gloomy sky, Granny Meng was feeding soup one by one.

Her movements suddenly became brutal, and she was no longer like before, and she would still communicate with wandering souls on the road.

Her eyes were full of murderous intent, and her thoughts drifted to a mountain in the distance.

"This kid, I thought he was so calm before, and he is definitely not the heart of an ordinary mortal."

"Ordinary mortals would have been terrified when they came to my Netherworld Sect's wandering ghosts, but he remained calm."

He sure has a problem!

But it's only been a few days, and he can't help it?

There was a trace of coldness in the corner of Meng Po's mouth:
You know, I am indeed just the spirit of the sect's mountain guard, and I don't have the authority to peek into the branches of the major sect's mountain peaks, but that kid never thought of it.
I can peek at the diary by myself!
This is Po Meng's special fate ability.

As the weapon spirit of the entire sect, she is in charge of the fate artifact of the [Book of Life and Death], allowing her to use the rules to peek at all scrolls and books in the sect.

In the past, I just peeked at the diaries of other sect disciples and studied other people's privacy.

This is also her little hobby.

It's just a pity that the former Huangquan School was extremely prosperous, and there were not many disciples who loved to write diaries, so she couldn't enjoy peeping all the time.

As for peeking at their private collection of secret exercises?
Of course I can't catch my eye!

However, this guy in front of him actually wrote a diary.

I also wrote something like this, with evil intentions, I am courting death!

"Hehehe, he is indeed a serious scholar. He just likes to be literary, and he just likes to write poems and essay diaries."

"Otherwise, it would take a long time to discover his clues."

To be honest, it's normal for this guy to show his feet.

After all, even his master Ji Yun didn't know that he was able to peek at other people's diaries. Only the dead leader of the Huangquan sect knew his details.

"Then, what is the purpose of this kid sneaking into my sect?"

"Could it be that this person is really a spy?"

"Wait until I look at the diary again, what kind of conspiracy does this kid sneak into my Netherworld Sect!" The killing intent spread in Po Meng's heart.

(End of this chapter)