School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

Meng Hang, who had put on the blindfold again, looked around with a half-smile, then bent down and said to Yin Jiuyou:

"Look, so many people are waiting for you to reveal my identity."

"Tell everyone, am I Meng Hang?"

Yin Jiuyou's whole body was agitated, like waking up from a big dream, she quickly stood up and looked at everyone fiercely:

"I have already played against this gentleman, and I am sure that he is not the legendary Meng Hang."

"From today, I don't want to hear anyone talking about Mr., otherwise don't blame me for throwing him into the holy pool!"

After he finished speaking, he shouted again:

"get out!"

Being reprimanded by this, everyone no longer had the intention to watch the excitement, and they all turned into birds and beasts.

The front of Meng Hang's courtyard soon became quiet again, and only Qin Jing remained unwilling to stand there.

When Yin Jiuyou walked to his side, Qin Jing asked:

"Master Yin, are you sure this person is not Meng Hang?"

"I heard that Meng Hang has a strange approach and has many supernatural abilities. Don't be fooled by him!"

Yin Jiuyou glanced at Qin Jing with an ugly face, and said without any politeness:

"Hmph, the young master just doesn't believe me, so you can get the other seven back and try again."

After speaking, without giving Qin Jing a chance to speak, he walked away, leaving only Qin Jing with a gloomy face standing there.

Meng Hang looked at Qin Jing, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said mockingly:

"Why, Young Master Qin also wants to test me?"

Thinking of Yin Jiuyou's miserable appearance just now, Qin Jing shuddered unconsciously, forced a smile and said to Meng Hang:

"Hahaha, this is all a misunderstanding!"

"Please also..."

He paused when he said this, and found that for so many days, he didn't even know the surname of the big man in front of him, so he could only follow Yi Lingxuan's name and continued:

"Please don't take it to heart, sir."

After speaking, he turned his head and left, not daring to stay for a second.

Looking at Qin Jing's back, Yi Lingxuan, who appeared beside Meng Hang at some point, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Cuckoo~"

"The slave family is really becoming more and more curious about what means Meng Gongzi used to scare Yin Jiuyou into that."

Hearing her say this, Meng Hang looked up and down Yin Lingxuan's uneven body with malicious intent, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's easy to say, we can go back to the room now to have an in-depth discussion."

As he said that, he was about to hug Yin Lingxuan's waist that was gripped tightly.

Yin Lingxuan smiled slightly at the salty pig's hand stretched out by Meng Hang, and slid to the side like a swimming fish, easily dodging Meng Hang's outstretched arm, and said coquettishly:

"Meng Gongzi is so shameless, she is still a big girl, how can you treat him like this!"

After speaking, the figure disappeared in place, leaving only one sentence floating.

"Young Master, come to catch me, catch me, I will let you..."

The second half of the words did not come out, but drifted between heaven and earth with a breeze.

Facing Yi Lingxuan's teasing, the corner of Meng Hang's mouth twitched.

"Little girl, if it hadn't been too much energy to use Kamui to pass through other spaces, I would have done you on the spot!"

After speaking, he turned his head and went back to the house.

After today's events, the Wusheng Religion knew that the extremely ugly big man that the saint had retrieved was very powerful, and even Yin Jiuyou, one of the eight rudder masters, was no match for him.

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In the next few days, Meng Hang clearly felt that there were more and more people in the secret realm, and many people rushed back from the outside world to participate in the so-called sacred ceremony. After another two days, the whole rudder of the Wushengjiao was decorated with lanterns like a New Year's Eve, and people's faces were full of fanatical expressions.

Meng Hang walked around with his hands behind his back, and during this period, no one turned their eyes away and tried to stop him.

At this moment, the gate of the secret realm flashed with brilliance, and seven strong breaths rushed towards him, causing Meng Hang to stop and watch.

When the light dissipated, seven figures, tall or short, fat or thin, appeared in front of Meng Hang.

But the only thing that the seven people have in common is that they all exude a strong smell of blood. At first glance, they are demons who have been soaked in blood all year round.

"Hahaha, where did Yin Jiuyou go!"

"Why, you're scared of being beaten, and you're still crying under the quilt in the house?"

As soon as he came in, a burly, greasy man with a pig-killing knife in his hand and a huge mouth began to mock Yin Jiuyou in front of everyone.

"Li Dazui, you are courting death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a murderous roar in the air.

Then a darkness like a dark cloud covered the big man.

The big man with the pig-killing knife in his hand was not to be outdone, he snorted coldly, and slashed towards the black cloud with the pig-killing knife in his hand.

A flash of blood flashed, the black cloud was split in half, and the big man took two steps back in discomfort.

Yin Jiuyou's figure appeared, and he was about to rush towards Li Dazui again.

Li Dazui also grinned and greeted him with a pig-killing knife.

Just when the two were about to fight again, Yin Lingxuan's actions appeared between them out of thin air, and they saw a black hole.

The attacks of Li Dazui and Yin Jiuyou landed on this black hole, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without causing any waves.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the two of them suddenly changed, and storms surged in their hearts.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for a few months, and the strength of the Holy Maiden has grown again!"

The shocked look on Li Dazui's face flashed, and he put away the butchering knife, as if nothing had happened, he laughed, and cupped his hands towards Yi Lingxuan.

Yi Lingxuan did not change his compliment expression at all, but said coldly:

"The Holy Religion ceremony is just around the corner. You two helmsmen don't set an example, but instead fight in front of so many believers, what kind of decency!"

In the Wusheng Religion, the status of the saint is very special. Although it is slightly lower than that of the leader, it is still higher than the status of the eight rudder masters.

So even though Li Dazui and Yin Jiuyou were not angry, they still had to give her some face at the head of Wushengjiao.

"What the saint said is very true, I didn't think about it carefully!"

Yin Jiuyou cupped his hands and said.

At this time, a charming middle-aged young woman wearing a cheongsam with a folding fan in her hand walked out to make a round.

"Yo, sister Ling Xuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your skin is getting better and better!"

"But I envy my sister!"

Seeing the person coming, Yi Lingxuan showed a hint of disgust in the bottom of his eyes, but she was quickly covered up by her, and said with a smile:

"Haha, what elder sister Wei said, how can I compare with you!"

"Looking at my sister's skin, those who didn't know it thought you were my sister!"

Wei Sanniang, who was wearing a cheongsam, was amused by Yin Lingxuan's words, and then she stretched out to show the exquisite curves under the cheongsam.

"I've been so tired these days, I haven't even slept well."

"Sister, let me tell you, lack of sleep is a woman's biggest natural enemy, and my sister is going to make up for a beauty sleep!"

After speaking, he waved to Yi Lingxuan and walked towards his room.

It's just that when she walked to Meng Hang's side, she looked up and down Meng Hang with vague eyes, and then continued to walk forward.