Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

It's just adding casualties.

All around, in the Xue family's mansion, the sounds of battle explosions and miserable wails before death were still heard. load

There was smoke and fireworks everywhere, like hell.

Xue Zhan's heart was bleeding.

The people behind him looked at Murong Lin with sorrow and anger, a person they had looked down upon at all in the past.

Suddenly, Xue Zhan spoke quickly: "Two seniors, I don't know what reward this little thief promised you, but no matter what price he offers, my Xue family will double it.

I don’t know if I can stop here, okay? "

Murong Lin tilted his head, looking puzzled at Xue Zhan's pretense of calmness, then gently tapped his chin and said, "Break their legs first."

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed drastically.

Many people turned around in an instant and prepared to escape, while many others collapsed and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

But "Iron Tree Blossom" never fails.

The legs of everyone present were instantly interrupted by their swiftly passing figures.

Some people who couldn't bear the pain and humiliation yelled and cursed.

"Ah ah ah! Murong Lin, you must die a happy death!"

"Ah! You pervert! Why do you do this to us?"

"It hurts! You deserve to die! You beast!"

"Please, I have not sinned against you, just let me go."

Seeing everyone sitting paralyzed or kneeling on the ground, blood gradually spreading, Murong Lin picked their ears without caring and humiliated them.

Then Murong Lin patted his Qiankun bag, took out a scroll, slowly opened it and said:

"these years,

The Xue family's resources, relying on my identity as the prince, have obtained or seized resources from the Yan Kingdom, which are equivalent to more than 35.49 million spiritual stones, excluding land, mountains and other large immovable resources;

The disciples of the Xue family used my name to kill 371 people, 36 spiritual pets, and burn down 17 houses in the Yan Kingdom, not including things that could not be investigated by side branches outside the capital;

And the total resources I received from the Xue family are equivalent to 3,161 spirit stones, which are cultivation resources that even the Ten Thousand Phases Realm cannot compare to;

The total number of verbal insults I have received in the Xue family over the years is 178 people and 1,326 sentences, not including those I have not heard in person. "

After saying that, Murong Lin paused and looked at Xue Zhan in front of him.

He asked slowly: "Tell me, why did I do this today?

Your Xue family treats me like a dog, why don't you allow me to bite you back? "

Murong Lin slowly raised his toes and rubbed Xue Zhan's wounds heavily.

"Ahhhh! You devil!" Xue Zhan yelled. He stretched out his hand to attack Murong Lin, but was pulled away by Murong Lin's fourth-level Wanxiang Realm aura that instantly broke out. load

The people next to him looked at Murong Lin in horror or despair.

The same goes for Xue Zhan. He said angrily: "Are you from the Ten Thousand Phase Realm? Impossible! Aren't you a waste?"

Without the help of the system, Murong Lin might be a waste now.

However, Murong Lin's current strength and age showed Xue Zhan his monster-like talent.

Xue Zhan was cursing in his heart at this moment: If you show your talent earlier, our Xue family will definitely support it! But you held back previously and just held a grudge against our Xue family in your heart. Why bother?

Everyone was shocked by Murong Lin's forbearance and cruelty.

No one expected that the third prince, who usually had no sense of presence, would secretly investigate and write down every insult in his mind by everyone who insulted him, and then accumulated resentment...

Like a poisonous snake, its seductive poisonous tongue pursues a fatal blow.

It's like a vengeful wolf, licking its wounds while hiding itself.

Was his scheming forced by others, or was he born so cold-blooded?

Xue Zhan felt despair when he heard that the Xue family had gradually calmed down, and then annoyance and regret spread in his heart. The Xue family was destroyed in his hands.

He was so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and his face turned blue and purple.

Murong Lin's figure dodged back to avoid the oncoming old blood, and then stood aside calmly, looking at the group of people on the ground.

The people on the ground naturally knew that the Xue family was now over, and maybe only a few of them were left, so they stared at Murong Lin with resentment and malice, and used all kinds of extremely dirty and filthy words to insult him.

But Murong Lin no longer cared.

In his eyes, the people of the Xue family were a group of arrogant and noble people with high ambitions and low abilities. Now he no longer had any emotional fluctuations in cursing these dying people.