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Looking at Qian Duoduo's pitiful appearance, and the fact that Long Mohan had not put down the sword that was pointing at Qian Duoduo.

An Zhengyuan believed most of Qian Duoduo's words.

He disliked people who bully the weak and fear the strong the most. He looked at Long Mohan coldly. "Is what he said true?"

Long Mohan wanted to argue, but given the current situation, I knew that An Zhengyuan would not believe me even if I said anything.

Long Mohan had been in Wandao Sect for so many years that he naturally knew the character of Master An Feng very well.

He was unable to answer for a moment. At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his head and he didn't know how to respond.

But when he saw Lin Hao standing in the middle and remained silent, he made up his mind. Although he knew that the chances of winning against Lin Hao were slim, this was the only way out for him in this situation.

Long Mohan bowed and said, "Master An Feng, I think Fellow Daoist Qian has misunderstood. I don't want to challenge him. I want to challenge Fellow Daoist Lin."

After hearing Long Mohan's words, An Zhengyuan looked much better.

Lin Hao shrugged, "Since Fellow Daoist Long wants to spar with me, I will give you some advice."

Lin Hao deliberately emphasized the word "guidance", coupled with his meaningful eyes, Long Mohan couldn't help but shudder. He always felt that this would not be a good thing.

Originally, Long Mohan planned to encourage Qian Duoduo to come on stage to compete with him, and then beat him down severely to intimidate Lin Hao.

But he never expected that An Zhengyuan would suddenly appear and interrupt his plan. Now Long Mohan had no choice but to go ahead with it.

Lin Hao was particularly ruthless this time and used all his strength from the start. Long Mohan was beaten back step by step by Lin Hao's offensive.

An Zhengyuan below nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, this little disciple Nanyou's actions are quick and decisive, without any dragging of feet."

Soon, Long Mohan was knocked to the ground.

After all, An Zhengyuan was watching below, and Lin Hao couldn't do anything too excessive, so Long Mohan just fell to the ground and vomited blood, and then stopped taking any more actions.

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

As for how many tricks Lin Hao had secretly carried out, only the two people fighting on the field knew.

Lin Hao did not choose to use a sword in this fight, but used his fists instead. To outsiders, this was Lin Hao's modesty.

But in reality, Lin Hao just wanted to make it easier for himself to do something dirty.

When those seemingly ordinary fists landed on Long Mohan, a trace of spiritual energy also flowed in.

On the surface, Long Mohan was only slightly injured and vomited some blood. But in reality, it was Lin Hao's fist with internal energy that hit Long Mohan, making it very difficult for him to even move.

Lin Haoke hit him more than once, and Long Mohan felt that there was no part of his body that didn't hurt.

It's not that he didn't want to say it, but Lin Hao was a swordsman, and fighting with him with bare hands was a sign of humility towards him.

If I bite back at Lin Hao again, I will be despised even more by these people.

Long Mohan had to swallow this bitter fruit by himself.

Lin Hao didn't say anything else, he just walked off the stage and left.

As for Long Mohan, he had left a very bad impression on everyone since the first day of school, and at this moment no one came forward to help him.

He even looked down on him in his heart: Lin Hao didn't use much strength in those two punches, so did he have to pretend like he couldn't get up?

At this moment, Yue Miao walked out of the crowd and wanted to help Long Mohan.

The disciple next to her who had a good relationship with Yue Miao stopped her and said disapprovingly, "Don't go. That guy must be pretending. Besides, he has been pestering you lately. If you go up to help him now, it will be considered that you are interested in him as well."

Yue Miao still looks like a little white flower, with a pair of adorable deer eyes, which makes her look even more fragile.

But she said resolutely: "As a doctor, I can't just watch someone fall to the ground injured without saving him. Even if he is pretending, I have to go forward and confirm it myself."

The disciple was convinced by Yue Miao's words, let go of her hand and watched her strong back as she walked onto the stage. He couldn't help but sigh: Yue Miao is too soft-hearted.

After going on stage, Yue Miao looked at Long Mohan with tears in her eyes. "Does it hurt? I'll take you back to Lingcaotang for treatment now."

After saying this, Yue Miao carried Long Mohan away without waiting for his reply.

Yue Miao walked in a hurry, but Long Mohan misunderstood that the other party was worried about his injuries.

Although Long Mohan felt uncomfortable as he was being carried away, he felt much less uncomfortable when he saw Yue Miao's anxious expression.

At the same time, his heart couldn't help but be moved. Was it his perseverance during this period of time that touched Yue Miao?

He looked at Yue Miao's beautiful and pitiful face and was almost stunned for a moment.

Long Mohan still likes Qing Ruxu the most, and his position as his first wife will always be reserved for her. As for Yue Miao...

Although he could not give her a name, he would always keep a place for Yue Miao in his heart.

Long Mohan believed that a considerate girl like Yue Miao would definitely understand him.

"Miao Miao, I'm fine, you don't need to worry so much." Long Mohan looked at Yue Miao affectionately.

Feeling Long Mohan's gaze, Yue Miao felt a chill in his heart. What on earth was this idiot thinking? Also, could he call her Miaomiao?

Although she kept complaining in her heart, Yue Miao still looked at Long Mohan with her innocent eyes. "But you are injured and can't move. I'd better hurry up."

Long Mohan looked at Yue Miao with a silly smile, Miaomiao is so nice!

Qian Duoduo saw this scene and asked Lin Hao: "Are you just going to let this guy go just like that?"

Lin Hao looked at the two people walking away and said calmly: "Do you think this guy will be better off if he falls into Yue Miao's hands? Don't forget the losses we two suffered at her hands."

After Lin Hao's reminder, Qian Duoduo recalled the days when he was a Smurf and couldn't help but shudder.

Looking at Long Mohan's receding back, Qian Duoduo couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for him.

This kid might as well just let them beat him up again, now he's in Yue Miao's hands...

He can only wish for the best.

Inside the punishment hall.

"Master, I heard that someone from the Hua family in Gucheng has come?" Jun Buyi asked.

"Ah."

Gong Yuyanming's face was gloomy. He hated those who were heretical the most. In his opinion, the Hua family, who were good at poisoning and witchcraft, were completely evil!

They act recklessly, without any regard for etiquette or even morals.

Therefore, he chose to stay in the punishment hall today. He was really afraid that after he went out, he would not be able to resist and kill the young master of the Hua family with a sword.

What kind of good person could become the young master?

Which of the Hua family's patriarchs and young masters didn't get to the top with the blood of their brothers on their hands? And there was also the horrifying rumor that blood relatives were used to refine the Gu King.

In fact, it’s not that no one had mentioned completely eliminating the Hua family and this kind of cultivation system that is difficult for outsiders to understand.

The Hua family's cruel and eccentric character has completely transcended that of a cultivator and is more like a demon cultivator.