Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 69 The Martial Arts Association of Hundred Clans Begins

Mo Lin was stunned, unexpectedly, Bai Ye had been to Mojia Village, Chang'an City is not that close to Mojia Village, and it would take more than half a day to ride a fast horse, so why did she go all the way there?
There were no outsiders, so Mo Lin spoke casually, wanting to tease the beautiful woman in front of him, "What are you doing in Mojia Village, is it just to see me?"

"You guessed it all?" Bai Ye took two steps forward, with a somewhat resentful look on his face, "If it's not to see you, is it to see someone else?"

"Really?" Mo Lin's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "You don't think you've taken a fancy to me, do you?"

"Is this all for you to see?" Bai Ye's eyes widened in surprise, "I just fell in love with you."

Now Mo Lin was really frightened, his expression changed, not because of anything else, but because he couldn't believe that there would be a woman who fell in love with him at first sight, he and Bai Ye had only met once.

"Haha, I'm just kidding you." Seeing Mo Lin's embarrassment, Bai Ye couldn't help laughing, "Don't take it seriously, the man I like in Bai Ye has to be big and tall, and you are too tender, little boy, I don't like it .”

"All right."

Mo Lin felt that there was no need to stay any longer. He did not come to sign up for the Martial Arts Association to be molested, although his intention was to moles others.

"Why, you seem a little unhappy? With Li Yaxian, are you still thinking about other women?" Bai Ye refused to let go.

"Uh..." Mo Lin didn't know how to explain, so he changed the subject and said, "There is something I want to ask you."

"You said."

"Tomorrow's martial arts meeting, I don't want to show my true colors. Also, I hope you can keep my identity secret."

Bai Ye was startled, and soon understood what Mo Lin meant: "Are you afraid that the Mo family will trouble you?"

Mojia village will also send people to participate in the Martial Arts Association, and the leader must be the patriarch and elders of the family. If Mo Lin appears, it may cause unexpected troubles.

"Well, it's good that you understand."

Mo Lin nodded and did not deny it, but what Bai Ye didn't know was that he was not only worried about the Mo family, the bigger worry came from the City Lord's Mansion.

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Today is destined to be an unforgettable day for the people of Chang'an City.

As soon as the light was turned on, Chang'an City woke up from a deep sleep.

Representatives from various villages and towns who came to the city yesterday stepped out of the inns and walked towards the city lord's mansion. The streets and alleys were soon filled with crowds of people, unprecedentedly crowded and lively. .

The place where the Martial Arts Association will be held is the City Lord's Mansion, which is also the residence of the Xiahou family.

The Xiahou family lived in Chang'an for generations, and martial arts geniuses emerged in endlessly, and soon developed into the most powerful force in the city. At that time, the lord of Chang'an City was a tenth-level martial artist sent by the imperial city. The existence suddenly disappeared overnight, and not long after that, the Xiahou family swore allegiance to the royal family, and Chang'an City became their fiefdom.

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of Chang'an City. It occupies a very large area. The three-meter-wide and eight-meter-high courtyard wall makes it look like a castle made of iron and stone from a distance. The two golden gates are even more magnificent. Spectacular, a pair of four-meter-high bluestone giant lions stand on both sides of the entrance, showing solemnity and majesty.

There are many pavilions and halls in the mansion, and each building is magnificent and magnificent, which clearly shows the wealth and luxury of the owner.

There is a wide street in front of the City Lord's Mansion. At this time, hundreds of horses and horses have gathered in front of the street. The wide gilt gates are wide open, and teams of Wuxiu from various villages and towns have stepped through the gates one after another.

Each of these teams wore the same costumes, and some of the clothes were hung with the family emblem that symbolized the family, which was particularly conspicuous.

At this time, Mo Lin and ten others were caught in the crowd of participants.

With a bronze mask on his face, he followed Bai Ye, and everyone around him looked sideways. Some people recognized Bai Ye, knowing that these martial arts without uniforms were the final contestants selected from the loose cultivators, and began to point out Pointing and envious, although the result of the martial arts meeting has not yet been determined, it is a great honor to be able to take part in the battle. It is undeniable that among these people, there must be someone who will be favored by the city lord and become famous in the first battle.

"A small City Lord's Mansion is as magnificent as the Forbidden City."

Mo Lin looked around at the buildings in the mansion, secretly stunned, the stone bricks used to build the pavilions each weighed thousands of catties, if it weren't for the amazing martial arts power of the Shanhai Continent, in this world without cranes, would you want to use them to build It is a fantasy to build houses and walls.

The Martial Arts Association will be held in the Martial Arts Arena of the City Lord's Mansion. The Martial Arts Arena here is a hundred times the size of the Mohist Village and can accommodate at least 30 people.

To the north of the martial arts arena, there are five square martial arts platforms, four of which are slightly shorter and separated into four squares, and the tallest one stands in the middle.

Rows of viewing stands were set up around the martial arts stage, which were prepared for the representatives of the major families and the audience. Except for the participating martial arts practitioners, other people who want to watch the martial arts meeting need to buy tickets, and each ticket is two souls. Looking at the crowd pouring in like a flood, Mo Lin knew that Xiahou's family had made a fortune just by selling tickets.

Under the guidance of the personnel maintaining the order of the venue, Mo Lin and his party came to a stand and sat down one after another.

"one two three four five six……"

Mo Lin silently counted, there were not too many teams, exactly 32 teams. In addition to the four major families in Chang'an City including Xiahou's family, representatives from all the villages and towns outside the city were also sent. Several families joined forces to form a team and also came to the arena.

"Look, the Mo family is sitting in the stands to the southwest, and Mo Tianhu is sitting in the middle. It seems that those rumors are true. Mo Qingshan and his useless son, Mo Lin, have been kicked out of the Mo family."

Someone pointed at the seating area of ​​the Mo family and yelled, and everyone who heard them pointed and whispered to the people around them. During this time, there was a lot of news about the changes in the Mo family village, and everyone said anything. Now seeing Mo Tianhu , all the rumors have been confirmed.

When Bai Ye heard someone scolding Mo Lin for being a waste, Bai Ye laughed, looked at Mo Lin playfully, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Hey, someone scolded you, do you want my sister to help you teach them a lesson? "

Mo Lin rolled his eyes and ignored her.

"Is the one sitting next to Mo Tianhu the Binghuo Saintess? Wow, she is really beautiful. A 16-year-old martial artist, tsk tsk, you need to be beautiful and talented. If you can marry her as your wife, it will be worth it in your life." .” Someone drooled at Mo Jiao.

"What are you dreaming of? Just like you, you are not even qualified to carry her shoes, yet marry her as your wife? Cut, if I can touch her little hands, I will be content in this life."

"Look at your prospects, Mo Jiao is beautiful? I think it's far worse than Xiahou Wushuang. If you want to touch it, you can touch Xiahou Wushuang's hand."

"What's touching your hands? If you want to touch it, fuck it."

"Is it fun to fuck? My dream is to sleep with her for one night, hehe."

A few wretched men started to lust-fornicate, and their words became more and more obscene, it was simply unbearable.

"Everyone."

Just as the discussions around were getting louder, a tall, strong, majestic middle-aged man suddenly stood up in the stands. He was the lord of Chang'an City, Xia Houchao.

(End of this chapter)