I am the leader of Huangquan

"Why? Senior Meng Po, don't you hate such well-known heroes and knights the most?" She couldn't help asking.

"As a teacher, I also want to ask!"

Xing Hanhan said sadly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She fell into silence and began to think about the reason. After a while, she reorganized her words and said:

"You son of a bitch, it's normal that you can't figure it out. Even I couldn't figure it out before. Now that I think about it carefully, I can figure out some meaning."

Xing Hanhan thought for a while,

"Senior Meng Po's personality has changed drastically, and he suddenly appreciates honest, kind, and upright people. It's bullshit! I don't know who Meng Po is? I tried to test Meng Po before. She is not the queen of the sect. My mentality has changed drastically, and now I suddenly like righteous people with backbone."

Of course she can't say that she is cheap.

He told his disciples on the front foot: Those who learn from others will die, and then ran to imitate him on the back foot, thinking that they also hoped to gain some benefits, so they went to sternly confront Granny Meng, arguing with their heads high and their chests upright, and ended up being beaten. Beat up.

It still hurts.

But he also managed to find out some information, which is not a loss.

"Then, there is only one possibility."

Xing Hanhan said, "It's not because of his kindness. This new junior must be because his aptitude is against the sky. Even his upright and straightforward gentleman character can tolerate him."

"Aptitude?" Li Qingrou was curious, and recalled that handsome young man in white, who looked like a banished fairy, "That gentleman, is his aptitude that strong?"

"It's inevitable to be double purple like us, maybe there is an orange fate!" Xing Hanhan boldly guessed, if it wasn't for her aptitude, she couldn't think of any reason why Meng Po would do this.

"And orange??"

Li Qingrou was startled.

She didn't understand it before, but now she understands it. It is said that these are the sons of some great sects, born with great luck, and have a terrifying fate.

"As expected of you, sir." Li Qingrou recalled the conversation under the gazebo at that time, and seemed to be looking forward to it.

The more Xing Hanhan said, the more certain he became, and he said in a deep voice: "Look at him, he has developed a dog-licking method, which is unprecedented in history. It can be said to be extremely talented and shocking! The most outrageous thing is that this preliminary theory has only been studied for a few days. It is far inferior to him!"

Xing Hanhan said again: "Such a sage and upright person may really be able to create an unprecedented system and save the poor."

Xing Hanhan sighed.

The edges and corners of her life will be smoothed.

In order to survive, she chose to compromise and use whatever means...but she also admired such a person, who opened the way for those who could not practice, and even kept her heart in the Netherworld Demon Sect.

She had seen many true chivalrous men of benevolence, righteousness and morality before, and they were all beaten by Po Meng very quickly on Huangquan Road, degrading them.

He was the first ruthless person who confronted Granny Meng hard, and even Granny Meng was soft on him and followed his will!

This man is a miracle.

"Licking dogs, he is a great talent."

She paced back and forth, pondering: "Listen, the word licking the dog is a very poetic and artistic name!"

Li Qingrou's expression was elegant and cold, and her voice was as clear as a ringtone: "Master, I haven't read much, so I don't understand it very well."

She punched Goudan Tuer on the head, "You are stupid! That Liu Ping's appearance and humble posture, does it look like a poor little dog with his tongue sticking out and licking your feet?"

She is a lady from an official family. She has read some poems and books, but she thinks this name is very attractive, and it fits the meaning very well.

"Indeed, dog licking is very suitable." Li Qingrou nodded, and began to feel that the name was just right, but it was a bit detrimental.

"However, be careful. Senior Meng Po is definitely not a good person. Even if she looks kind-hearted now, she may have taken a fancy to his fate ability and seemed to be able to develop some exercises, so she saved his life and wanted to plagiarize his achievements. Kill him again."

Xing Hanhan showed a bit of pity, and said in a sad voice: "Grandma Meng is very vengeful, she must have kept his integrity in her heart, and she recited it silently in her heart after talking back several times. When it is worthless, he will die."

"However, at this time, he is an upright person, and he is a special existence of our Demon Sect. It is fine for us master and apprentice to make friends with him now, and we don't have to worry about him suddenly plotting against us."

"Yes!" Li Qingrou, a girl in white, nodded, and the curiosity in her eyes grew stronger.

...

...

The seventh peak of Huang Quanzong.

"Today's diary, let's write it here."

In the room, Wu Lang stretched.

Naturally, he didn't know what was going on outside. The two people in the fifth peak were implicated by him, and they were questioned and warned by Meng Po, which led them to secretly reason wildly about why they were valued by Meng Po.

He was quietly writing in his diary in front of the window, and when he put down his pen, he felt quite satisfied.

He found that writing a diary is also a kind of joy, and it is hearty to write!

No wonder that player No.1 loved to write a diary so much before, and even published his diary after he became famous.

Creation is also a very interesting thing.

Wu Lang closed the diary and carefully placed it in a dark compartment, so that no one could peek into his upright, kind, and dedicated heart journey for the common people!

Just show the diary to Po Meng.

other people?

cough cough cough.

He hid the diary a little deeper again.

But soon, Wu Lang felt a little strange, because different notification sounds appeared in his ears.

Ding!

Xing Hanhan favorability +3

Ding!

Li Goudan favorability +3

...

Wu Lang's face was filled with question marks.

I just write a diary, how come there is also a good impression here?

This windfall?

Could it be that these two people also have the ability to peek at the diary?

It's impossible, the restrictions in the Netherworld Sect are terrifying, if they can have this kind of ability, it would have been a world-shaking event long ago.

He didn't understand it, and after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't figure out what happened, and he didn't have any intersection with the fifth peak recently.

It can only be blamed on the incomprehension of the human heart.

Wu Lang shifted his gaze, looked at the various data logs of the system information, and found that Po Meng's favorability reminders had never stopped, so he couldn't help but call out: "Layout."

[Name]: Meng Po

[Template]: NPC

[race]: wandering soul

【Sect】: Huangquan

[Fate]:? ? ?

[Cultivation base]:? ? ?

Current favorability: 54

...

Wu Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was so happy that he opened his mouth from ear to ear.

Favorability exploded!

It's still the kind of bombardment, no less than the last diary.

As a mysterious NPC with the highest difficulty level, this 50+ favorability level is a number that is almost impossible for countless players in previous lives to reach.

I really succeeded.

Soft food is hard to eat.

According to my unflattering, stern face of deserted elites in the workplace, standing, very stubborn, and even snarky, I ate the soft rice!

Wu Lang felt very relieved.

He felt that he had begun to understand the information and content of this Ruanfan diary, and truly used the information in his own way for his own use.

"I finally... stabilized Granny Meng." Wu Lang stood up, walked out of the room, raised his head, and looked at the gloomy sky of Huangquan, six reincarnations, with a slight smile on his face.

For the first time, he felt that this kind of Zongmen architectural scenery is so beautiful and majestic.

This is due to the mood.

Before, he walked on thin ice in the Netherworld Demon Sect, feeling that everything he saw was terrifying.

"Over 50, although it's not high, but with this level of favorability, I'm safe enough here." On the seventh peak, he smiled very recklessly.

At this time, after escaping the threat of death and settling down, he is truly qualified to pursue other things.

"After the beginning of death, I can formally practice secretly, hold on to development, use the knowledge in my mind, the crystallization of the era of change, and walk out of my way." Wu Lang walked out of the yard and looked at the gloomy sky of Huangquan.

He suddenly had the feeling that the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly.

Chapter 30 Blossoms from the Other Side

A few more days passed.

Wu Lang completely felt that his life was no longer in danger, so he started to stay in the house and do crazy research, and became addicted to overtime.

There are many things he studies, which are mainly divided into three categories.

1. A new variety of Bianhua.

2. Improve your own small life wheel.

3. Disciple Liu Ping observes his fate practice and takes the opportunity to realize his own skills.

These three things made his life this week quite fulfilling.

I remember that "Huangquan Ghosts" in the previous life was a real-life research game, with closed-door training, deduction of skills, and walking in the rivers and lakes... These are the main elements.

Even if Wu Lang got the inheritance of the Great Diary Emperor, he couldn't be exempted from the vulgarity, and what needs to be studied has to be studied.

"I'm an NPC template, not the fourth natural disaster that can be upgraded by killing monsters!" Wu Lang was very calm.

After his careful cultivation, a new weakened version of Bianhua finally appeared.

"Bi An Hua, it can be regarded as a job."

"Anyway, I secretly laid a foreshadowing in the diary, so it shouldn't make things difficult for me. Anyway, the effect is almost enough."

He went to the basement and looked at his little life wheel.

Crash.

Most of the various refining materials accumulated in the room have been consumed.

After all, it takes a lot to cultivate a refiner.

And the results obtained are also very gratifying.

Houtu has turned into a five-meter-tall monster giant beautiful girl, sitting on the ground, tinkering with various refining tools and soul clay with both hands.

These magic tools of normal people are just small toys the size of marbles to her at this time.

Bang!

Wu Lang jumped up and hit her knee.

"Intelligent AI Houtu, at your service."

Houtu's eyes flickered with black light.

Wu Lang asked, "How's the situation?"

"Five meters tall, this is the current limit of transformation."

Houtu's demeanor is very cold, it is completely an intelligent program of mechanical AI: