[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

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After fierce competition, the team leader of Xingyao Palace was quickly selected, and Ye Qing didn't know him or know him well. The leading senior brother is gearing up, claiming to be smarter and more capable than the previous deacon disciple, and he really wants to make some achievements in killing demons and demons.

     He doesn't care how the deacon disciple disappeared, he only cares about how much he can get.

     Holding a compass, he led a group of fellow disciples to the bank of the dilapidated river, and said solemnly: "The sky is clear, according to the compass, the traces of the evil beasts have disappeared here..."

     Yesterday, the rain was continuous and majestic, and the pointer of the compass was spinning like crazy, as if the evil beast was hiding in the mist in all directions, which was creepy. Thinking about it now, this should be a trick of the evil beast!

     "Xingyao Palace disciples, listen to my order and go down the river to search for the remains of the evil beast!"

     Xiancheng suffered heavy rain for three consecutive days, the embankment was submerged, and many houses were soaked in water. Xingyao Palace disciples naturally didn't enter the water, they liked cleanliness, and they didn't want their robes to get any muddy water. They took the fishing boat and swung it into the river like a flat boat.

     Twenty thousand years later, the elders of Lingemen said on the program "Appraisal of Treasures": "More than 20,000 years ago, under the turbulent and wandering river, in the turbid water, I saw a black reef and a pair of copper Bell with big eyes..."

     When the Xingyao Palace disciples were about to use the methods of the Immortal Family, they were stopped by many excited-looking mortals, "Immortal Elder, don't act rashly! There are gods in the water!"

     They saw with their own eyes that in the mighty rain curtain, a long figure soared through the clouds and fog, blowing the heavy rain with one breath, and exhaling the clear sky with one breath.

     "What god? It's an evil beast!" The disciples of Xingyao Palace were angry, "Our Xingyao Palace is the largest sect in the Qingling world. We are ordered to go down the mountain to kill demons and demons. You ignorant people, don't obstruct and interfere!"

     The mortals were pushed away, and they had no time to take out a piece of black scale in the river these days. These black scales are black with crimson red. If you touch them with your fingers, you will feel the power and unruliness, and everyone will be in a trance.

     They looked terrified: "The elder must believe that it is a god!"

     "Don't spread rumors, don't believe rumors, we Xianmen disciples don't believe them." Xingyao Palace disciples got impatient, pushed these mortals away, their methods were a bit rough, Ye Qing was a little unhappy, and quickly helped one of the old people.

     Only then did the old man not fall into the river, the old man paused, and got up tremblingly, "Thank you, the fairy..."

     "You're welcome." Ye Qing, who was also a mortal, felt empathy for the old man who was being called around, and helped him to the shore before asking if he could take a look at the scale.

     He also smiled.

     The young man with picturesque eyebrows and delicate looks has a very friendly and charming smile. In the eyes of the dragon god, he is like a dragonfly touching water, and ripples rippled across the lake, and even more quietly touched a heartstring.

     Fu Li is clear in his heart that what is touching is just a matter of lust. He has lived in Zhongshan for a long time, and has never seen many beauties. Ye Qing is the first one he has seen after living for ten thousand years.