The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

Hearing Lin Zhaoyue's words, Zhong Qing smiled even more happily with his raised lips.

The clasped fingers were placed on the high bridge of the nose, and the lowered eyebrows were sharp and fierce, like the light of a sword and the cold water: "Do you really think that a unicorn knife can kill this deity? Then the deity will be suspicious, such a stupid person Human, how did you awaken your deity in the first place?"

Lin Zhaoyue's eyes were still cold, her expression was calm and rational, obviously she wasn't just talking wildly in a moment of anger.

His cold voice paused every word: "I know what you want, you need me to do evil. Of course it is difficult to kill you like an ordinary person, but if I don't give you the evil thoughts you need, I think I will Much easier."

Zhong Qing's smile was slightly cold, with a bit of mockery, and he did not deny it: "Ah, what you said is not bad at all. In this case, you can try it and see who will die first, the deity or you? There is one thing you don't seem to agree with. I understand that you can do whatever you want without your real deity, but without this deity, you would have been nothing. Besides, have you really become a good person?"

After a low, evil laugh, that black figure suddenly disappeared.

Lin Zhaoyue clenched his hand into a fist and tapped lightly on the table, but there was no anger on his face, and he was extremely calm.

He naturally has a way to deal with this monster, but the result must be that he will lose one thousand and eight hundred enemies, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Gu Xiangzhi..." He sighed faintly.

Then, Lin Zhaoyue wrote two letters.

There are two candidates who can deal with this monster, and he doesn't want to die together unless it is absolutely necessary.The letter to He Jiuqing was pushed back.

In another letter, he wrote word for word, thinking twice.In the end, the pen on the envelope hesitated for a while on the honorific title of Demon Lord of the Extreme Dao and Gu Mowen, but it was still written as Gu Mowen.

In this world, if there is anyone like him who can hide everything for Lin Youhuang, is willing to silently protect Gu Xiangzhi, and can cooperate with him as an ally in peace for the time being, there is only this terrible man.

Of course he wouldn't tell Gu Mowen that the existence of this monster, if that person knew that someone would be detrimental to Gu Xiangzhi, I'm afraid he would really die with this monster.

Therefore, Gu Jinxiao, who was sitting on the waterfront of Baidi City and watching the vast river bank and the wind and the sunrise, was thinking about how to appear next to Lin Zhaoyue in a reasonable way, when he heard the report from his subordinates, the following people received a letter from the young master of Qilin Villa autographed letter.

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Jiangnan, the headquarters of the school.

In charge of the news of the world, the mysterious and low-key study hall has a vague relationship with the overseas Langhuan Pavilion in the legend.

The two organizations are peers.One stands in the Central Plains and only cares about martial arts affairs, while the other hides overseas and looks at the world.

Some people say that it was the imperial court who was afraid of the expansion of Langhuan Pavilion, which was beyond its reach, that licensed and even supported the existence and development of the Shutang.

It is better than one day when the public opinion of the whole world is under the mouthpiece of the Langhuan Pavilion family.Shutang is a group of scholars, and scholars should be loyal to the emperor and patriotic.What's more, they are also very knowledgeable about current affairs, and never involve court news.

But Mu Junhou knew that Miao Qianshui, the teacher in charge of this year's school, was actually secretly working for the one above him.

In the minds of people all over the world, Miao Qianshui, the legendary man in charge of the book, is an elegant gentleman in his seventies.After all, it has been more than fifty years since the establishment of the Shutang.

But Mu Junhou also knew that Mr. Miao Qianshui, who is in charge of the book, is just a code name, and anyone who is in charge of the school will inherit this name.In the past 50 years, the book hall has changed at least two teachers in charge.

But for the book hall, a colossal entity that gathers countless smart people, Mr. Shu Zhang is just an illusory symbol, and whoever sits in that position will not affect how they do things.

There are 380 study halls scattered in academies, teahouses, restaurants, inns, brothels, monasteries, and even temples.

It is a strange purpose that brings them together, which is the chivalrous spirit that has been passed down in the spirit of scholars for thousands of years, not a certain Mr. Master.

If other people know that their organization is so loose and fragmented, they will be terrified, worrying that it will collapse at any time and collapse.

However, the book hall is so loose and casual, full of mud and sand, crumbling, but always stable and firm.It has existed for 50 years and has grown from strength to strength.

Even Miao Qianshui, who is in charge of this year's book, can't explain the whole mechanism, which shows how complicated it is.

On this day, the Shutang headquarters welcomed a special guest.

The owner of the study hall, Miao Qianshui, has a loose green shirt, a pretty face like a good girl, and has slender and charming fox eyes.

Because I came back drunk from the pile of rouge last night, there were not only mixed powder and wine stains on the crumpled clothes, but even the oil residue from the crispy fried dough sticks I just took a bite of in the morning on the front of the clothes.

On his own land, Miao Qianshui naturally didn't have any white beards.Although his appearance is messy, he can still earn the admiring glances of a few amorous beauties due to his handsome appearance of a scholar.

He is holding fried dough sticks in his mouth, like a fox holding a piece of chicken, and is writing swiftly on the flexible white paper with the purple bamboo pen in his hand.

He himself is extremely casual, but the pen and paper in his hands are spotless, without any wrinkle or stain, as clean as the innocent eyes of a cardamom girl.The style of the pavilion is even more pleasing to the eye, as if engraved on it.

It was not the first time for Mu Junhou to come here, but when he saw his eyes hurting again, compared with his usual aloofness and aloofness, he couldn't help feeling choked up in his heart.

"It is said that there are 380 study buildings in the school hall, why every time I see you, it is always in this small dilapidated school?"

Miao Qianshui swallowed the deep-fried dough sticks a few times, sighed, "Naturally, it's for defense, people like you come to the door."

Mu Junhou smiled: "A big client comes to you with big business. Seeing how tired you are, don't you think you have too much money?"

"Everyone in the world knows that the school is very rich, but I, the man in charge of the book, is the only one who is so poor. Tell me quickly, what's the matter?"

Shutang is rich, because information is freely traded, they just take a commission.But the big news of exclusive sales, each one is worth a lot of money.The money obtained is either to build academies, or to help the poor and sales homes.It really helps the world and the people to reach the world.

Everyone in the school has their own business, and many of them are not short of money.If there is a shortage, there are countless jobs in Shutang that can make you money.

Only the master of the book is paid, three taels of silver a year, which is written into the rules of the school.Moreover, there are many restrictions, and it is impossible to make extra money by selling news.

But if it is said that Miao Qianshui's life is hard, the tea doctors at the outermost corner of the school will laugh when they hear it.

Mu Junhou smiled, but his brows and eyes were a little heavy: "Qilin Villa is indeed as you said, I have met him and fought against him. He is extremely high in martial arts, and his internal energy is overbearing. It is unimaginable that he is so seriously ill. , To be able to practice such a thick and domineering martial art. However, regarding Situ Zheng, he is completely unaware of it, and even let me go in and out of Qilin Villa to investigate."

Miao Qianshui knew it as soon as he heard it: "Lin Zhaoyue is really the brightest and most frightening careerist I have ever seen. If you still regard him as a friend, I will not be surprised at all." of."

There is a kind of person who is right in everything he does, and if he takes it out alone, he will be praised by others.You clearly know that the outcome of the matter is not right, but you can't say a word of "no".Moreover, he couldn't help but excuse him.

"Although he is ambitious, he is not a bad person. No matter how I treat him, he doesn't care, he always treats me like a friend." Mu Junhou recalled that Lin Zhaoyue never made an excuse, nor did he deliberately conceal anything .

Miao Qianshui shook her head: "Then this time, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know, if you can't even find a trace of a person in the school hall, what else can you do?"

Miao Qianshui tapped her finger on the table lightly: "If you came to ask me last time, I would charge you a thousand gold and tell you a name that you heard and wanted to beat me up. But today you come Ask, I will not take any money, and I will tell you a piece of news for free."

"What news? Who?"

Miao Qianshui sighed, and issued two invitation cards, each with their two names impressively written on them.

"Admiring the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the White Emperor of Lanjiang."

Mu Junhou smiled: "White Emperor City, which has quietly gained fame recently? If I remember correctly, it should be the power over the Green Forest. Widely post hero posts to appreciate the moon, why did the post for me come to you?"

Miao Qianshui looked at him with cold eyes: "Isn't it the scariest thing, not only did he find the headquarters of my school, but he also knew that you would come here too."

In the past three days, Mu Junhou has been busy with travel and dust, coming and going non-stop. Although he also heard about the hero post of Baidi City and saw the signature Jidao Mozun, he didn't know who it was.

"It's like facing an enemy like this. Could it be that the news you want to send me is from this Baidi City? No matter how scary they are, can they be as scary as the Valley of the Dead a few months ago?"

Miao Qianshui put down half of the deep-fried dough stick in her hand and finished the bowl of cool soy milk.

"At present, my people only know that there are eight palace masters in Baidi City. Ren Gong is a beautiful woman with long sleeves and good at dancing. She is in charge of everything. No one has seen her true face. The governor's palace is the most complicated. It seems that there are many palace masters. Some say he is a ten-year-old boy, some say he is a handsome man, and some say he is an old man with full hair. The only thing that is certain is that the governor of the palace only makes his debut at night, and once he makes a move, there will be no grass."

Mu Junhou didn't care at first, but he couldn't help but look a little solemn when he heard it. Not only did he sit down, but he also took the initiative to pour tea for Miao Qianshui.

"and then?"

"Chonggong is a young monk. He is in charge of internal affairs. There is nothing special about it. It is just that there was a small rebellion in Chonggong. But he was frightened crazy. Dai Gong, it has been confirmed that he is Miao Guanshan who died at the hands of the blood demon in the legend."

Mu Junhou's expression froze: "It's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

Miao Qianshui's expression was condensed: "The Yinsiao Palace, the Yangsiao Palace, the Yinwei Palace, and the Yangwei Palace, these four palaces are hidden in the dark. According to uncertain news, these four palaces are not in Baidi City, nor are they in Lanjiang. It's outside, in the entire rivers and lakes. We suspect that there are other organizations in the rivers and lakes, which seem to have nothing to do with Baidi City, but are actually guarding them secretly. Once there is a problem within the organization, it can be turned from light to darkness at any time. .”

Mu Junhou said: "The name of the eight palaces is named after the eight meridians of the human body, which is really treacherous and dangerous. I heard before that all the green forest forces on the water and land in the Yangtze River area belonged to the White Emperor one after another. Under the city, it is only a person who commands the green forest. According to you, this power is more than that, and the plan is not small. But they started in a hurry, and developed so fast, there are mixed fish and dragons inside, and the foundation is obviously not good. It's stable, and it's very troublesome to manage. I don't know who is the owner of this Baidi City, who can control such a complex behemoth without being backlashed?"

Miao Qianshui looked at him quietly, his fox eyes narrowed deeply: "This is what I want to tell you, the only person who can let you find Situ Zheng. This person is actually an old friend."

Mu Junhou showed doubts on his face: "Old friend? I don't remember that I have such an arrogant and powerful friend named Jidao Mozun."

"Just last night, I was wandering away with the beauties who were drunk and dreaming, but I suddenly woke up and found that I was at home, and that person was sitting in my study. Do you know how I feel?" Miao Qianshui's eyes were lost. , My heart was about to break, "I thought I died young and went to the underworld to meet Hades."

King Yan, Mu Junhou can only think of one person who can make Miao Qianshui show such concern, despair, and old friends.

Mu Junhou stood up in shock: "Could it be that the Jidao Demon Lord is the long-lost Qin Demon Gu Mowen? Gu Mowen is the master of Baidi City!"

Miao Qianshui said calmly: "I'm afraid that in the whole Jianghu, only you will be the last to know."

"What did he come to see you for?"

Miao Qianshui's fox eyes narrowed again, with a bit of a noble smile: "Whatever you come to me for, that's what he wants me to do. The most valuable thing here, Mr. Shutang, is the news. I can't tell you I can only tell you the secret of the guest, he will appear in Qilin Villa soon."

The news that Gu Mowen traveled thousands of miles to come to the bookstore to buy it in person was related to Qilin Villa. All Mu Junhou could think of was Gu Xiangzhi who was hidden by Lin Zhaoyue.

"No, I'm afraid Lin Zhaoyue will be unlucky."