Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 135 Fangs
The person who saved Polygonum multiflorum's life was none other than Aunt Su, and only a master of her level could stop Mo Lin's flashing knife at this critical moment.

Mo Lin looked at the guardian of the sect with complicated emotions and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Aunt Su sighed softly, and said: "Shouwu is my apprentice, I can't just watch him die in front of me and ignore him, his father is kind to the sect, I can't explain his death, although it violates It's a big competition, but I still hope that you can see the old man's thin face and spare his life."

Aunt Su's expression was gentle, and there was a hint of pleading in her tone, and Mo Lin panicked when she heard it.

In the Heartless Sect, Aunt Su's status is higher than that of the sect master. She is the supreme guardian of the sect, and everyone will be in awe of her when she sees her.

Mo Lin is a human being in two generations, and he has no servility to bow down to martial arts experts, but the previous life education of respecting the old and loving the young has had a profound impact on him. In terms of age, Aunt Su is at least over 100 years old, which is a generation older than his grandmother 's ancestors.

What else can you say in the face of such an old man's request?
More importantly, Aunt Su is kind to Mo Lin.

If it wasn't for her, Mo Lin wouldn't be able to comprehend the sword intent. If it wasn't for her, Mo Lin wouldn't be able to break through the two imaginary veins and become a peerless genius with a perfect pulse. Although the key to success is his talent, the opportunity is He had to keep in mind what Aunt Su offered.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Mo Lin hurriedly smiled and said, "Senior, from what you said, He Shou Wu and I don't have any deep hatred. If we had known that he was your apprentice, how could we have done it? Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. The matter is over like this, we are all brothers in the same school, and we will be brothers with a smile, and Xiao He and I will be brothers in the future."

Aunt Su was secretly relieved by Mo Lin's attitude. Regardless of whether the words came from the heart or not, she was giving enough face. If Mo Lin really wanted to kill Polygonum multiflorum, she really didn't know how to suppress him.

Huangfutian's tense face also eased. No matter what, none of the two great geniuses of the sect died. This is a happy event. He nodded secretly to Mo Lin's generosity, seeing him getting more and more pleasing to the eye.

Aunt Su took Polygonum multiflorum off the stage to heal her injuries. Mo Lin stood alone in the middle of the big unfeeling stage. After a brief silence from the surrounding crowd, there was thunderous applause and cheers.

Today's Inner Sect Grand Competition has completely become a stage for one person.

Mo Lin, riding the dust, won three games in a row, defeated He Shouwu, who ranked first in the new star list, alarmed the guardian of the sect, and became the veritable No.1 of the inner sect!
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Old Sun's voice reached Huangfutian's ears.

"Do you know why the two of them have to decide the outcome?"

Huangfutian shook his head, this was exactly what he didn't understand.

"Because both of them are candidates for the next suzerain that my old lady and I are optimistic about. Today's battle will determine who will become the next suzerain."

After hearing this, Huangfutian's expression changed: "Old Sun, what do you mean..."

Old Sun sighed softly, and said: "Don't you still not see the purpose of Song Yuanbiao bringing people to the Unfeeling Sect?"

"them……"

Huangfutian's eyes widened in shock, with an expression of disbelief.

Old Sun said: "Yes, the old woman's prophecy has come true, and our Heartless Sect may not be able to pass this test."

Huangfutian's head buzzed, as if struck by lightning, since Aunt Su and Elder Sun's appearance, he had a bad premonition, but he never wanted to believe it in his heart.

Elder Sun went on to say: "In addition to the nearly thousand elites of the palace and the masters of the three major sects, I just now found tens of thousands of ambush soldiers at the intersections leading to the outside of the mountain. They are all disciples of my Heartless Sect. Now that the sect is facing a crisis, it is time for them to contribute to the sect. Our sect's formation has not yet been repaired, and the opponent has a large number of people. If we fight recklessly, I'm afraid that no one will be spared, but our Heartless Sect cultivates the Way of Heartlessness, but we can't achieve true Heartlessness after all."

"Old Sun, what should I do?" Huangfu asked earnestly as he looked at Elder Sun.

"Disband the Heartless Sect!"

……

……

Unfeeling Valley, the cheers are endless.

Mo Lin was left on the Unfeeling Stage by the presiding elder, receiving worship and praise from all directions.

"Be quiet."

Huangfutian's thick and deep voice sounded.

The voice at the bottom of the valley quickly fell silent, and the eyes of tens of thousands of people all fell on him.

"Today's Zongmen Dabi is over, everyone, let's go."

Huangfutian's words made everyone stunned. It was still early in the day. According to the habit of previous years, the ranking competition would last until dark or even midnight. This year is actually over like this?Why?
The puzzled people looked at each other.

Song Yuanbiao was startled for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Sect Master Huangfu, the show has just begun, and with so many distinguished guests present, it might not be very good for you to end so early?"

Huangfutian smiled faintly: "The honored guests are here, so Huangfutian naturally wants to treat them graciously. The accommodation in the cave has already been arranged. Everyone, please."

These words were neither humble nor overbearing, obviously they wanted to take Song Yuanbiao and others away from the Valley of Heartlessness.

Song Yuanbiao's eyes flickered, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "Huangfutian, do you think that this king brought people from the three major sects to the Jueqing Sect just to have a drink with you? Since you interrupt the competition, I will I picked people on the spot, and all the names I called must go to the imperial city with me, otherwise, I will bear the consequences!"

This is a naked threat, completely treating Huangfutian as nothing.

Song Yuanbiao is not a fool, he has been paying attention to the reactions of people around Huangfutian, and the scene of Old Sun whispering to him also fell into his eyes.

Song Yuanbiao had prepared for a long time when he came to the Unfeeling Sect this time, he wanted to take advantage of the Zongmen Grand Competition to see if there were any undiscovered geniuses born, but he didn't expect that Huangfutian would see through it so quickly, so he had to tear his face in advance.

The disciples in the valley didn't know why, but there were many real men with flesh and blood among them, and they immediately became angry after hearing Song Yuanbiao's words.

"What qualifications do you have to pick someone in our Heartless Sect?"

"Yes, why!"

"Don't think that you are great just because you are a prince. This is the Unfeeling Sect, not the imperial city, or a place where you run wild!"

"Yes, we are willing to stay in the Jueqing Sect, and let those Xiaoyaoshengyuan go to hell!"

……

The voice of opposition from the bottom of the valley made a ferocious killing intent appear on Song Yuanbiao's face.

"Why? Just because I control your life and death, just because the major intersections outside the sect mountain have been blocked by elite soldiers from my palace, just because of the name of my prince, Song Yuanbiao!"

Following the sound, Song Yuanbiao took out a black cylinder from the tiger leather bag, and pulled the silver wire at the bottom of the cylinder to the sky...

(End of this chapter)