Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

===Chapter 102: The butterfly passes and the shooting star appears (side content, don’t read it)===

Zai Muronglin came to Happy Forest again. This time he did not go outside. Instead, he sat directly in the casino of Happy Forest and played cards. load

The casino is a fast place.

Lose fast and win fast.

Before everyone could warm up the money in their arms, they had already lost so much that they even had no pants left.

But people still enjoy it.

Because of excitement and luck.

Murong Lin lost all his money in an instant, and he was too lazy to rely on his Tongtian Realm strength to defraud other people's money.

He walked outside and stood for a while, looking around boredly. Suddenly he saw a figure, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Lu Mantian.

One of the old man's reliable right-hand men, Lu Xiangchuan's uncle, a cruel middle-aged man.

The reason why he is "cruel" rather than "cruel" is because he dares to betray the old man, but he has no strength.

He walked slowly along the bridge over the small lake to Boss Gao's house, holding two iron bladders in his hands.

Murong Lin knew what the plot was about.

But because of his appearance, Han Tang did not die by the lake, so he didn't know what kind of butterfly effect this would have.

He only knew that Lu Mantian would probably die tonight.

Sure enough, news came out early the next morning that Shi Qun succeeded in assassinating Han Tang, but was slapped to death by the old man.

Lu Mantian hanged himself, suspected of colluding with a killer to harm his old man.

Murong Lin sat in the Happy Forest and felt the existence of the blood-sucking bat locust.

Most of the damage on Ye Xiang's hands was still recovering;

Xiaodie has just started, so she is lucky;

There were three others who cleverly ran to the surrounding area, hiding their strength and development there, and had not yet avenged their hatred;

There were still four people with no trace left. Murong Lin controlled the blood-sucking bat locusts scattered around and kept them in the Happy Forest.

The result was horrifying. People discovered the Blood Bat Locusts and hurriedly eliminated them in Happy Forest.

Meng Xinghun also came out of seclusion at this moment.

Thousands of blood-striking bat locusts fell with one sword.

That sword was like a meteor, appearing in a hurry and disappearing in a hurry, leaving no trace but bringing countless shocks.

Even Murong Lin found it difficult.

Because this move seems to be specially designed to deal with his own "Heaven and Darkness".

Can I just say that he deserves to be the protagonist?

Murong Lin smiled bitterly and controlled the remaining blood-striking bat locusts to escape.

In fact, for him, these blood-snatching bat locusts are no longer important.

Murong Lin left Happy Forest again and went to the east to meet his Blood Bat Locusts.

At a port to the east, Murong Lin saw his Blood Bat Locusts flying towards him from a distance, and he smiled happily.

After devouring all life on the overseas islands, the blood-snatching bat locusts have greatly increased in strength, and even the number of the Tongtian Realm has already exceeded double digits.

They staggered all the way to the southernmost port.

When it first appeared, people thought it was dark clouds covering the sky and didn't pay much attention.

It wasn't until the Blood Bat Locusts got closer that they noticed that what was flying over the sea were not dark clouds, but terrifying Blood Bat Locusts.

They were divided into more than twenty piles, and each pile was led by a Tongtian realm leader and attacked the port directly.

Under the attack of locusts all over the sky, people on the port screamed, ran for their lives, cursed, and resisted, but no one could survive.

Only Murong Lin.

He stood in the ruins, looking at the port that was almost eaten clean, and ordered the Blood Bat Locusts to continue attacking north.

This time he wasn't hiding.

He also took action.

Arriving at a city, Murong Lin entered the city first and directly met the strongest master of first-class strength: "Tombing the Clouds" Bao Bufan.