It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 117 Yang Mo: I am the Hapi Demon Lord?

On the martial arts stage.

A man ran ahead saying "Abba, Ababa".

A man holding a spear slowly chased behind.

Everyone in the spectator seats stared at this bizarre scene.

at last.

Zhao Ci felt that the Huangji Qi in Ying Rui's cheeks was about to dissipate, so he threw away his spear, rushed forward with a lunge, and grabbed the back collar of his clothes.

then.

"Oh!"

Punch him in the stomach.

Use no effort.

But it was enough for Ying Rui's body to arch into a shrimp.

The tragic situation was even worse than that of Yang Mo just now.

Zhao Ci stepped on his face, bared his big teeth, and smiled brightly: "It turns out that all your output depends on your mouth. If you leave your mouth, I don't think you are very good!

Opportunity given to you!
Give up now and avoid a beating.

Oh, I forgot, you are speechless.

But you can also pronounce the tone.

I understand! "

Ying Rui: "Abba!"

Don't admit defeat?
"Oh!"

Zhao Ci stepped on his hand.

Ying Rui glared angrily, and a string of syllables popped out of his mouth. Although he couldn't understand what he said, it felt like he was spitting out fragrance.

Still don't admit defeat.

Keep beating.

Still don’t recognize it.

Zhao Ci beat him harder and harder.

at last.

King Qin Zhao Dezhu sighed: "Your Majesty! I will admit defeat on behalf of Ying Rui!"

"Huh?"

Everyone looked at Zhao Dezhu, but they didn't expect that this Ying Rui was actually Zhao Dezhu's person.

"Oh?"

Zhao Ci raised his head: "Uncle! This Ying Rui is not related to you. Even if someone wants to admit defeat on his behalf, it shouldn't be you!"

Zhao Dezhu was not angry, but explained calmly: "This person is indeed not related to me, but he is a minor official in my Qin Dynasty.

This advent song is also for the purpose of entering my son's house and becoming a government official.

Today he acted arrogantly, but he was also eager to serve the country.

It's just that he's still young and can't forgive others, so don't blame me nephew. "

Zhao Ci didn't intend to really destroy Ying Rui, so he raised his foot and said, "Uncle Huang is right. He is also doing it for Dayu. I'm a bit harsh. I ask Uncle Huang not to take offense."

Zhao Huan reconciled the situation at the right time, stroking his beard and laughing: "Dezhu, this great gift from you has really been sent to Gu's heart! Although Ying Rui lost, it was because he had just entered the cultivation path and had to wait until he had laid a good physical foundation. , Ci'er may not be able to win!"

now.

Ying Rui finally connected his chin, and said a little unconvinced: "Your Majesty! Although His Majesty is powerful, I am not completely hopeless of winning.

Now I am just a small official, so I cannot carry much national destiny.

But if I become a government official and have an official title, Your Highness will have no chance of winning.

When I break through the physical realm and open a few more divine treasures, as long as I can be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, even the once loyal Marquis Xiang Tiange may not be my opponent! "

"hiss……"

Everyone present gasped.

This national luck magic is actually related to official rank.

Now he is just a small official and he is so powerful. If he is really granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister...

It's just that this mountain boy doesn't hold his tongue at all and dares to say anything.

Zhao Ci just curled his lips, how can he be so bragging? This guy is indeed fast, but if he wants to surpass himself in strength, a small official position cannot make up for it.

Moreover, his swordsmanship level can only be said to be average. He can't even defeat Yongzi with just strength and speed.

The reason why we won in the end was entirely because the restriction was too strong.

However, my own Demonic Patterns are specifically designed for physical control.

Don't talk about being a government official.

Even if you get a seventh- or eighth-grade official position, you can't beat yourself.

of course.

It wouldn't necessarily be possible if he could refine all his muscles, muscles and bones to level three or above.

After all, the increase in combat power of the National Luck Spell is really scary.

"Silence!"

Zhao Dezhu scolded angrily.

Although Ying Rui was a little dissatisfied, he still wanted to listen to Zhao Dezhu's words.

Zhao Huan said with great interest: "Dezhu, who is this child? Why does he know the magic of national luck?"

Zhao Dezhu took a deep breath: "Back to your majesty! This child's ancestral home is in Qin. When Dayu was crossing south, his ancestors were seriously injured in the battle and were forced to stay in the northern region. This branch was forced to fight in the four kingdoms of Longyuan. Survive under the rule of

After many generations, he returned to his ancestral homeland 20 years ago.

When he returned to his ancestral home to pay homage, he accidentally discovered the family's old legacy.

In the inheritance, those who claim to be from a wealthy family of the previous dynasty, have excellent bloodlines and hold official positions can use the fortune of the previous dynasty to cast spells.

Although Dayu was separated from the previous dynasty by thousands of years, it was also inherited from the previous dynasty, so he could also borrow from Dayu's national destiny.

When his father found me at first, I thought I was a liar, but I still arranged a living for them.

Later, I never thought that this kid actually succeeded.

The minister believed that Ying Rui was the key to the prosperity of Dayu for all generations, but could not figure out the secret of his magic on national destiny.

Therefore, I specially brought him here to sing songs to His Majesty. "

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Huan stroked his beard and laughed: "If we can figure out the secret of the national luck magic, why should I, the Great Yu, be unhappy? Ying Rui, I am looking forward to my return in the Northern Territory, and I am in urgent need of power. What kind of official position do you want? There are also rules and regulations in the civil service. It’s not that it can’t be broken!”

Ying Rui raised his head proudly: "Your Majesty! There is a saying in the inheritance of my Ying family that the prosperity of a dynasty lies in the ability of officials to match their positions with their virtues and their responsibilities. Only in this way can the destiny of the country be carried. Since I want to be an official, I must take the official position openly. If If you go through the back door like some people do, wouldn't it tarnish the reputation of Yun Dynasty?"

Zhao Ci: "..."

This melon boy wants me and Lao Mo!
Everyone else was thoughtful. They were sure that there was no need for Zhao Dezhu to wait until now to tell the emperor the truth.

It must have been said before.

Now it's just for everyone to hear.

This profound meaning seems a bit big!

"Good! Have ambition!"

Zhao Huan stroked his beard and laughed: "In that case, you can participate in the palace battle. In your free time on weekdays, come to the sect's mansion and walk around more often, and try to crack the secret of the fortune-telling spell as soon as possible."

"Ying Rui, the official of Prince Qin's palace, takes the order!"

Ying Rui bowed excitedly.

Demonstratingly, he raised his eyebrows at Zhao Ci.

But when Zhao Ci glared at him, he couldn't help but tremble and quickly looked away.

Zhao Huan nodded: "Now that Ying Rui has entered the government, this government election should be over. Yan'er, I leave the affairs of the merit library to you!"

Say it.

Get up and leave.

"Yes, Father!"

Zhao Yan saluted respectfully, watched Zhao Huan and Zhao Dezhu leave hand in hand, then cleared his throat and said loudly: "Those who have not passed the government examination should disperse quickly, and those who have passed the government examination but have not entered the government should follow the officials to the Ministry of Personnel to receive their posts. [-] The government officials will wait where they are, and after a stick of incense, I will introduce you to the merit treasury."

Say it.

Most people dropped out in one way or another.

Zhao Ci curled his lips.

Mother's.

It’s a background board again.

He turned around and glanced at Zhao Yong and Zhao Xie, and found that the subtitles on their foreheads were flashing at high speed.

It was as if he was already so greedy that he was smoking.

Although Ying Rui has entered the prince's palace of Qin, Zhao Wen only has one official under his command, and his attitude towards the palace struggle is obviously not positive.

Tell them clearly that Ying Rui will transfer in the next transfer period, but which club can sign this player depends on their performance.

From now until the transfer period, the Nine Princes' Palace and Prince Ying's Palace will probably have their Tianling Gai blown away.

Say something.

Zhao Ci began to admire Lao Deng a little.

This method of arching fire is absolutely perfect, and the cakes can fly up.

Let the son and the forces behind him fight to the death.

Sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and harvest profits crazily.

No matter who wins in the end.

In the end, the winner will only be Lao Deng.

But I am not completely without gains.

At least he helped Lao Mo stand up once, and found a way to help him deal with his inner demons.

This god chrysalis.

Hopefully got it.

And once the merit library is opened, Wan Mugen will also get it.

Crouching dragon and phoenix chick are about to rise!
Zhao Ci looked in the direction of his home and was stunned for a moment.

Wolong is still there.

Where did Feng Chu go?

He hurriedly ran back: "Lao Feng! Where is Lao Mo?"

"He!"

Feng Kucha said with a smile: "He went to the toilet! I was worried that he would be beaten, but he was still able to hold himself back from going to the toilet. I thought he had already become incontinent!"

Zhao Yong: "???"

Does this bitch point to me?

"Oh……"

Zhao Ci nodded: "You guys sit down for now, I'll go to the toilet too."

Say it.

He stood up directly.

But I never thought that Zhang Dayong also stood up and said: "Your Highness! I will follow you, I can't hold it in anymore."

Zhao Ci glanced at him.

[Zhang Dayong (Huangfu Song)’s current wish]: Find out what kind of person Zhao Ci is.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +100, Insight Talisman X1.

What on earth is this man trying to do?
But he didn't refuse, and nodded, motioning for him to follow.

Now Huangfusong is behaving strangely, which may be detrimental to Aunt Xiangzhu.

Look at the wish.

He poses no threat to him in the short term.

Keeping him by your side is beneficial to his wishes.

But at the same time, it's also a good opportunity to test him yourself.

The two of them rushed to the nearest toilet one after another, but did not find Yang Mo inside.

Not right.

An idea flashed through Zhao Ci's head and he walked quickly in one direction.

"Your Highness? Your Highness! Wait for me!"

Zhang Dayong was swaying wildly. When he saw him suddenly leaving, he suddenly became anxious. He used his kung fu to cut off the water flow, picked up his pants and followed him.

Soon.

Then he followed Zhao Ci to the Kaifu Stele Forest.

Sure enough, Yang Mo was found.

At this moment, Yang Mo was holding a hammer in one hand and a chisel in the other, arguing with a minor official in the clan's mansion.

"Master Yang, this name cannot be erased easily. You have to come with His Highness Tenth, and we have to confirm his consent. Then we will draw up a document and let His Highness Prince Gong use his seal to make it effective."

"His Royal Highness Ten agreed, no need to go to such trouble!"

"Master Yang, you are not following the rules. At least let me report to His Highness Prince Gong first."

"I bear the responsibility."

"Mr. Yang... Huh? Why are you trying so hard to break in?" The clerk was angry and grabbed Yang Mo by the back of his collar. Divine patterns loomed, and his energy condensed into a chain to tie him up.

The second level of divine possession!

No matter how hard Yang Mo struggled, he couldn't get out.

then.

He was even more frustrated. This man had been talking about Master Yang just now, but then he turned around and taught himself a lesson.

He is indeed a waste.

Just the cultivation level of this little official, I might not be able to reach it in my lifetime.

He was called "Mr. Yang" just to be polite to him for the sake of the Tenth Prince's Mansion.

"okay!"

Zhao Ci shook his head, stepped forward and grabbed Yang Mo's chisel hammer, and said apologetically to the clerk: "We have been watching the battle for too long and our heads are a little dizzy. Please don't take offense."

Although this person is just a minor official in the clan mansion, his status is not low at all.

You must know that those who can serve in the Zongren Mansion are all members of the Zhao family.

If you do well, you can be transferred to an official position, skipping the imperial examination. It is the only way to become an official directly besides the government examination.

It’s all for gold plating, it’s really useless without some background.

Otherwise, whose petty official has a double secret?

The clerk didn't want to offend anyone, so when he saw the steward coming, he quickly smiled and said: "Your Highness! We also act according to the rules. If there is any offense, please don't take it personally."

"will not!"

Zhao Ci smiled: "Let's leave now!"

After that, he grabbed Yang Mo's neck and walked out of the hospital.

But never thought.

Yang Mo scratched his neck and had no intention of leaving at all.

"Pinch mother's!"

Zhao Ci cursed and lifted him up directly. Yang Mo's strength was not something Yang Mo could compete with, and he went out like a farmer uncle picking up wheat sheaves.

out of the yard.

He put Yang Mo on the ground and cursed: "Damn it! When we came to engrave the names, we both came together. But when it came to erasing the names, you came here secretly. Isn't it impolite?"

"I……"

Yang Mo's voice was hoarse: "I thought about it and decided not to drag you down. I'm a complete waste, regardless of my strength or mentality."

Now his mind is filled with Ying Rui's sarcastic words.

So accurate.

Pure waste related households.

That’s not wrong at all!

If it is true that his parents used their power to get him here, it would at least provide some value in other aspects.

But his parents had no power at all.

He entered the Tenth Prince's Palace entirely because of brotherly love.

If only that.

It's not entirely unacceptable.

What made him collapse the most was that he had absolutely no belief in being a strong person.

Although he lost control of his emotions in the middle, he and Ying Rui exchanged a bastard punch, and found a trace of masculinity.

But when the tide of courage recedes.

All he was left with was emptiness and a deeper sense of inferiority.

"fart!"

Zhao Ci scolded: "Do you know why you don't dare to fight with others?"

Yang Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Because I am born as timid as a mouse."

"no!"

Zhao Ci shook his head: "Because no one can tell you the truth!"

Yang Mo was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Ci snorted: "Do you really think that Ying Rui is stronger than you? As long as you seal his mouth, he is just a third-rate swordsman. Even if he is stronger than you, he is only a little bit stronger.

But why is he so confident, but you are timid?
Not because of some bullshit strongman mentality.

But...he himself has a very powerful spell to protect him, but it's just useless.

Didn't you see the way he fled in embarrassment on the martial arts stage after his mouth was removed?
So do you think he has a strong mentality? "

Yang Mo was speechless: "This..."

Zhao Ci waved his hand: "The mentality of the strong does exist, but it is definitely not reflected in this aspect. Anyone will be afraid when facing an unbeatable opponent. This is not cowardice, this is human nature.

on the contrary!

Even if you have no backhand, even if you keep getting beaten.

He will also carry on and refuse to admit defeat.

This is the mentality of a strong person!
this thing.

Ying Rui has.

you also have.

There is no one who is strong or weak, it's just that he has strength as his trump card. "

Yang Mo seemed like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, but he still asked: "But not only did I beat him for being timid, but I also couldn't control myself when beating others..."

Zhao Ci interrupted: "That's because your parents didn't tell you the truth. If your family is extremely powerful, even if you don't become an official, they can arrange a good future for you. Will you still hold your head and get beaten?"

Yang Mo: "..."

Zhao Ci pointed at his nose: "Old Mo! I asked you to come here to be a government official, which is no different from investing. From the moment your name is engraved on the stone tablet, I have been ready to take care of you.

I have long said that you can make progress as soon as possible during this period of time.

Don’t think about what you will have to bear if you fail, just think about what you will pay me back if you succeed.

Don't imply that you are a loser all day long.

There are too many ordinary people in this world who don’t have any secrets. Who can live his whole life without flinching?
Back then, Dayu was beaten by the barbarians of Long Yuan and could only defend but not attack. Could it be that all the soldiers on the city wall were useless? "

when he said this.

It’s true.

Because in his previous life, he was timid when trying to start a business out of school, and he was often criticized by various successful people, saying that he was not good enough.

It was only later that I reacted.

If you fail to start a business, your family will take care of you and learn from your experience to start over.

My business failed and I could only work as a social worker to repay the loan. There was no trial and error because I could only make a mistake once in my life.

pattern?I'll fuck you!
I didn’t understand why Yang Mo liked to hold his head before, but now I completely understand.

[Tip]: The wish comes true.Rewards obtained: Comprehension value +1000, Demon-Resolving Talisman X1.

[Demonstration Talisman]: Use it on the target to resolve its obsessive state.

Good stuff!

but……

That wish to reward the God Chrysalis didn't come true?

Overcome fear and become a butterfly.

Why isn't it finished yet?
Zhao Ci was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it.

He just handed him the hammer and chisel: "I'll give you two choices! Either go and erase your name now, or move to the Tenth Prince's Mansion later. Your parents are really holding us back."

Yang Mo took a deep breath and threw the hammer and chisel on the ground: "No more! But I can't move yet. There are still some things I need to do at home."

He had to live at home.

Because there are still deep-rooted fears in the soul to deal with.

Zhao Ci was so angry that he said, "You are so..."

Yang Mo said in a deep voice: "Just believe me!"

Zhao Ci looked at him and his eyes had returned to firmness. He should have had his own ideas. There were some shackles that he had to break from the inside after all.

Just like his previous considerations, this wave of people actively asking Yang Mo to move was also made anxious by his state.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded: "Let's go! I'm going to go to the merit library to exchange for something."

talking.

Turn away.

Zhang Dayong looked at his back from behind, his eyes flickering slightly.

He just listened to it from beginning to end.

have to say.

This speech is really poignant.

This is the content, it’s complete nonsense!

Lord Shengjun clearly said that if you can't become a strong person, you must look for the reasons from yourself. Zhao Ci just throws the blame. If he doesn't have the strength, connections or cultivation talent, can he excuse himself for not becoming a strong person?

He was a little confused.

These days, he has inquired a lot about Zhao Ci.

I found that although this person looked cheap to outsiders, he was just a villain who was unforgiving of others and had no mastery at all.

But in the eyes of others, he is the most warm-hearted man in the world.

Zhu Li?

pet!
Feng Kucha?
pet!
Yang Mo?

pet!
Even civilian officials like myself dote on him!
Sometimes you can't tell whether this is a way for him to win people's hearts, or whether he wants to do it from the bottom of his heart.

This is completely opposite to Lord Shengjun’s previous life!

Even if Lord Saint is reincarnated, he can't be like this, right?
Not quite right.

Gotta keep watching!
He steps to keep up.

But he found that Yang Mo's feet gave out and he almost fell to the ground.

In order to cater to his current status, he quickly stepped forward to help: "Master Yang, are you okay?"

"It's all right!"

Yang Mo looked pale and shook his head.

I wanted to push him away and walk alone, but I felt my head was spinning.

In his mind, wisps of memories that were not his own appeared.

"Xiang Tiange, I lost! But I still don't think I was at fault. There is nothing wrong with the troubled times. The fault is with those trash. They don't have the strength to stand in the troubled times. It's all because of their laziness. Even if they are trampled by iron hoofs, they will still deserve to die!"

"Do you know why you can't break through the eighth molt?"

"why?"

"Because you are too arrogant! You come from a large family in the southwest vassal country. You have top talents and top resources since you were born, and you have the previous demon sect leader as a good teacher. No matter which one, you are something that countless people can meet but cannot ask for. , but you still attribute your success to your hard work. How can you break through the eighth molt if you are so arrogant?"

"Ha! These things are hard to come by, but I earned them through hard work."

"That's because you don't understand ordinary people at all! No matter how hard ordinary people try, they can't get these things! Have you ever tried to study but the money is not enough? Have you ever tried that you can't get angry no matter how hard you try? Have you tried After studying hard for several years, you still can't understand the technique that others suddenly understand at a glance?"

"These...are just excuses made by mediocre people!"

"Then do you think that if you were an ordinary person, you would be able to overcome everything I said?"

"Of course!"

"Then I won't kill you!"

"Ah? Are you going to let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"You who can't break through the eighth transformation, to me, can't be called a tiger at all! You have already completed the disintegration of the demon, so you should be able to be reincarnated, right? If you go and prove that you can do it, then I will admit that you are right! Of course... ...I may not live until that time, but you can go to my tomb and burn paper. The question is, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare! Not only do I dare, I will also choose a new life with the greatest constraints. Just wait, 20 years later, I will prove to you that there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!"

Yang Mo: "..."

An unspeakable feeling of humiliation exploded in his heart.

He had only recovered such a small piece of memory for the time being, but he was very sure that this was what was deep in his soul.

But... why?
Am I the devil?

Am I actually the devil?

That stupid demon king who is full of criticism but actually has no reason at all?
Why?

Why would I get involved with such a disgusting person?

The feeling of self-loathing suddenly spread.

Even though he was humiliated like that by Ying Rui, he had never been so self-loathing.

He felt that his chest was so tight that it was going to explode, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Mother Ganlin, Demon Lord Goujiba, you are a stinking pen!"

very quiet.

It's almost impossible for outsiders to hear.

But someone happened to be right next to him, supporting him, and he heard the cry clearly.

Zhang Dayong's eyes turned cold and murderous.

Dare you scold the Holy King?

Is the Holy Lord someone a waste like you can easily criticize?

The hand holding Yang Mo's back was clenched into claws.

waste!

You have a way to die!
(End of this chapter)