Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

In a blink of an eye, the day of the martial arts competition arrived.

Qingyun and his party arrived at the top of Danjing Mountain either early or late. At that time, the mountain top, which could accommodate several thousand people, was already crowded with people. However, Danjing Mountain was relatively high in altitude, so only Jianghu sects and some powerful families participated, and no ordinary people were seen. .

There are six tables and chairs placed on the empty seat facing the east. There are also many tables and chairs placed on both sides of the lower part. There are fresh seasonal fruits on the table. It is obvious that the six tables and chairs in the main seat are for Linghu Changan and others. It is prepared for people, while the rest is specially prepared for people with status and reputation.

Originally, Qing Yun and others were not qualified to sit in those seats after changing their appearance, but when everyone saw Mo Xuan beside her, they all took the initiative to give way to a road, and seemed to be quite welcoming. Several people sat in the seats. The people above also stood up and came forward with smiles on their faces: "Master Mo, are you also coming to the martial arts conference?"

With a slight nod of his head as a reply, Mo Xuan protected Qing Yun and walked to a seat to sit down without leaving any trace.

He didn't bother to come here at all. If he had that time, he might as well spend more time with Xiyan, even if he just stayed in the inn room doing nothing, but Xiyan had important things to do, so he would naturally follow her husband.

It was just that Xi Yan warned him not to reveal her identity too early, so he couldn't get too close to Xi Yan as he wanted, and he felt very depressed. However, these people still talked nonsense like this, which made him very impatient.

Seeing Mo Xuan's response, everyone's expressions changed, and their eyes looked at him full of frustration and hostility.

With the reputation and prestige that Mr. Mo has achieved throughout the world, even if Mr. Mo has no power, it is enough to keep them out of reach.

"I heard that Mr. Mo is destined to be the Ninth Princess. Why did he come to this martial arts conference?"

"I heard that Mr. Mo worked hard to diagnose and treat the cold poison of the Ninth Princess. He has been staying with the Ninth Princess for more than a year. I didn't expect that Mr. Mo would come to participate in the martial arts competition. Could it be..."

"The Ninth Princess has a noble status. Even though Mr. Mo is a world-famous miracle doctor, he is just a commoner. Of course, the Emperor does not agree with the Ninth Princess's marriage."

"That's true. The Ninth Princess is unparalleled in her grace and beauty, and she is deeply respected and loved by her subjects. Who among the men in the world can be worthy of the Ninth Princess?"

"If you ask me, the Emperor of Chu is very handsome and the king of a country. He and the Ninth Princess are a match made in heaven. The marriage between the two countries is also a perfect match."

"Don't talk nonsense! Ninth Princess and Mr. Mo worked together to resolve the food shortage in the north and quelled civil strife. Mr. Mo once publicly admitted that he and Ninth Princess were in love, and Ninth Princess also acquiesced. If you continue to talk nonsense, if it spreads to Ninth Princess The princess and Mr. Mo are in the ears, be careful and your life may not be saved!"

After hearing the man's warning, everyone who had been talking in low voices just now did not dare to speak anymore. Thinking of Mo Xuan's seemingly gentle, but actually ruthless nature and methods, they were all frightened into silence.

He looked at Qingyun and Mo Xuan, who looked calm, and then looked at those people. Nangong Junfei and the three heroes of Xiamen shook their heads in silence for them. How dare you arrange Mr. Mo? Mr. Mo did not kill you. The Nangong family and Xiamen All given to you.

Feeling that Mo Xuan next to her exuded a cold and cold aura of hostility, Qingyun squeezed his hand tightly, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

"I'm fine."

Holding Qingyun's delicate catkins in his slightly calloused hands, Mo Xuan comforted her with a secret voice, but then his eyes as he glanced at those people talking nonsense were extremely cold and hazy, as if there was an invisible bone-gnawing cold air that made those people inexplicable. The ground trembled all over.

But Chu Yunyi was happy both physically and mentally. After all, in the minds of those people, and even in the hearts of the whole world, he and Xiaoyun were a match made in heaven. This really spoke to his heart.

"I wonder if the person Linghu Changan cares about is among them?" Qingyun faintly glanced at the few people who had already arrived and were sitting in their seats.

Two of them were Xiao Yuming, the second son of the Marquis of Zhennan, and Pu Jiyong, the second son of General Zhaowu, who had been arranged by her father to accompany them but were declined by her. There were also the minor princes of Zhou Guoxuan, Harbala and Liang Guoan. She didn't know Hang Tianli, the eldest son of the Duke of Guo, Dong Cheng, the young prince of Changpinghou of Chu State, and the rest of them, but she could tell by their dress and temperament that they had extraordinary status.

It seems that it is really not easy for Linghu Changan to be able to invite so many powerful and powerful disciples to support him.

Under the cover of the wide long sleeves, Mo Xuan's thumb pads were caressing the palm of Qingyun's hand intentionally or unintentionally. He saw a faint flush behind Qingyun's ears, and there was a fox-like lust in his charming eyes. Yin said: "In my opinion, the person Linghu Changan likes most is not among them."

"How do you say it?" The numbness in the palm of her hand caused Qingyun to involuntarily tremble slightly. She wanted to take out her hand, but Mo Xuan's grip became tighter and tighter, unable to break free, so she had no choice but to give up. She gave him a sharp look and told him to pay attention to the situation.

As if he didn't see Qing Yun's warning eyes, Mo Xuan looked serious and glanced at Chu Yunyi, who was sitting on Qing Yun's right side. The meaning was self-evident.

Qingyun's eyes flashed.

The day before yesterday, Yun Yi did receive an invitation letter specially sent by Linghu Changan to the Chu Kingdom Palace and forwarded by the secret guard. On the shining golden post, he sincerely invited Yun Yi to enjoy this martial arts competition. According to the Dark Ten Secret Report, Fifth Brother and Liang Siyuan also received such posts, but they simply ignored them.

"Linghu Changan takes himself too seriously. Do you think he can choose from all the young talents in the world?"

"Don't worry, neither Fifth Brother nor Chu Yunyi and Liang Siyuan disdain what Linghu Changan has done, let alone his daughter."

Qingyun deeply agreed. First of all, his father and the subjects of Chu and Liang would not agree to marry Linghu Changan. After all, Linghu Changan was just a man in the world, even if his wealth was immeasurable, even if his daughter was not beautiful. The customs may not be able to win the eyes of the father and the subjects of the two countries; secondly, the fifth brother already has his own heart, and Yun Yi and Liang Siyuan are the kings of the same country, and they will never marry the daughter of Linghu Chang'an.

"If I were Linghu Chang'an, I would just keep a low profile and find a husband for my daughter who is well-matched, capable and reliable. Now I am openly choosing a son-in-law through a martial arts competition, but I still have my own calculations and I am not afraid of offending the whole world's young talents. Jun, will it even damage the reputation of his daughter?"

I remember that when the owner of the Jade Village set up a platform for Pei Yao to recruit a bride, he was fair and aboveboard. Moreover, the owner of the Jade Village was upright, generous and charitable. He had no intention of clinging to the powerful and was only thinking about his daughter's happiness. Linghu Chang'an and the owner of the Yuzhuang were like clouds and mud. Don't.

Drinking tea carelessly, Mo Xuan said meaningfully: "Based on my understanding of Linghu Chang'an, he would never be so blatant. I think he must have been instructed by the people behind him, and they must have ulterior motives for doing this; and There is a possibility that Linghu Changan cannot bear the manipulation of the people behind the scenes, and is trying to find powerful people to rely on, so as to completely get rid of the control."

"Whether he has ulterior motives or wants to completely get rid of the yoke, based on what he has done over the years, I can't let him go!"

"My lady is right. If a scourge like Linghu Chang'an is eradicated, we will have less worries. My husband will fully cooperate with my lady's actions!"

She rolled her eyes at Mo Xuan with an angry look, Qingyun was already immune to his sweet words anytime and anywhere.

"Master Linghu has arrived...Miss Linghu has arrived..."

A high-pitched communication sound interrupted the exchange between Qingyun and Mo Xuan, and resounded throughout the entire audience. However, Xiao Yuming and others all had their faces downcast. Among them were either powerful children or famous figures in the world. When Have you ever condescended to wait for others?

Not long after, a middle-aged man in his forties and a young woman slowly walked through the passage that everyone had given way to.

The middle-aged man has a slender figure, a rough face, a straight nose, a thick beard on his lips, and is wearing a dark blue brocade robe. He has a somewhat invincible majesty, but his eyes narrow into two slits from time to time. The eyes reveal the cold and ruthless nature of the heart.

The woman's long black hair hangs straight down to her waist, and she has a few hairpins on her bun, shining with dazzling light under the sunlight. Her eyebrows are lightly swept, her skin is as smooth as warm jade, and her small cherry mouth is red without any spots. Her big, watery eyes were shining brightly as she gazed. She was dressed in a goose-yellow water cloud satin dress embroidered with blooming peonies, and covered with a transparent hibiscus gauze dress, which made her look as graceful as a fairy in a painting.

Behind them were the abbot of Longyun Temple in cassocks, the eminent monk Ming Yin, the immortal Taoist priest Pu Shan, and a young man in his thirties, dressed in blue cloth, but with a formidable temperament. .

"I didn't expect him to come too." Mo Xuan frowned.

"Who is he?" Master Mingyin and Pushan Taoist Priest Qingyun both knew each other, so they naturally understood that Mo Xuan was talking about the young man.

"He is Ye Youlan, the master of Pluto Pavilion." Mo Xuan whispered to Qingyun: "Pluto Pavilion is a killer organization, and Ye Youlan's martial arts are unfathomable and can be both good and evil, so everyone in the world respects him. He is afraid of him, but he has never participated in a martial arts competition, so he never thought that Linghu Changan could invite him."

"Then it depends on what benefits Linghu Changan promised him? Or what is his purpose of making an exception to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"It's not necessarily a good thing, I'm just afraid he's here for me."

"oh?"

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later." A bitter smile flashed across Mo Xuan's lips: "Xiyan, look at that person."

For some reason, Qingyun had a gut feeling that this matter had something to do with her, but she didn't ask further questions. Instead, she followed his gaze and saw an old man in his sixties walking to the left of the middle-aged man, Linghu Changan. His appearance is not outstanding, and his clothes are extremely ordinary, but those eyes...

Qing Yun and Mo Xuan looked at each other, with surprise and vigilance in their eyes: Why is he here? Looking at Linghu Changan's respectful and careful attitude towards him, could it be that the two of them... It seems that this makes him Hu Changan really has ulterior motives!