"He dares? Tan Yunsheng isn't a lecherous man." Mu Shenyi was speaking when he realized he had fallen into a pit. He glared angrily at Mo Qingcheng: "You brat, you know his background. It won't do you any good."
"Well, it's not a bad thing either. You can't be too careful..." Mo Qingcheng continued to deceive Mu Shenyi. So the fake was named Tan Yunsheng. Could he be a member of the Tan family, who are sycophants of the Dragon Clan?
Girl, you've hit the nail on the head...
Tan Yunsheng, the Valley Master of the Counterfeit Valley, suddenly changed his expression: "Miss, leave before I get angry. This is not a place for you."
"Oh? Old Monster Tan, do you think I wanted to come?" Mo Qingcheng curled her lip in disdain. "Isn't this all your fault?"
Tan Yunsheng: "..."
"Very well, since you're not going to show me any mercy, don't blame me for being impolite." Tan Yunsheng was furious and embarrassed, having lost both face and dignity: "You've wantonly ruined my reputation, so you'd better leave your lives behind today."
"Come on, who's afraid of who? Old Monster Tan, if you've got the guts, show them! A dog that can fart isn't a good dog!" Mo Qingcheng said sarcastically, "You've usurped my place!"
The disciples of Guigu Valley all paled in shock. What was going on? Wasn't the Valley Master Mu Shenyi? Who was Tan Yunsheng?
I'm not well-educated, so don't bully me!
Mu Shenyi glanced coldly at the disciples, but his shake of the head was ineffective. He felt a chill in his heart. How come no one had noticed that the Valley Master had been replaced after all this time?
It's one thing if it's the outer disciples, but how could the elite disciples, who are with him day and night, not notice anything amiss?
This is a terrifying humanoid... Heh...
Tan Yunsheng's face darkened, and with a flash, he slapped Mo Qingcheng, his fingertips laced with poison powder.
Mu Shenyi's expression changed drastically: "Girl, get out of the way, Bone-Dissolving Powder!"
"Old man, step back and watch how I use this dog-beating stick to beat the dog?" Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a cold smile. She gave Mu Shenyi a look that said, "Don't be impatient." With a flick of her wrist, a dog-beating stick appeared in everyone's sight.
The top-tier disciples withdrew from the battle and watched the spectacle from the sidelines. The Ghost Valley disciples, filled with curiosity, lost their will to fight. This matter concerned the very survival of Ghost Valley; if the Valley Master was an imposter, then… had the real Valley Master been murdered?
Wouldn't the eldest disciple, Zhan Buyuan, be destined to become the Valley Master?
no!
What right does he have? A bastard who recognizes a thief as his father...
Zhan Buyuan's face was ashen; he had been thoroughly humiliated by Hei Yi and felt somewhat guilty.
Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but rub her forehead. There were more onlookers than people actually fighting. What's wrong with this world?
Is it fantasy or fantasy?
Mu Shenyi paced anxiously, and Shangguan Yichen couldn't bear to watch any longer: "Grandpa Mu, please calm down. Mother never does anything without certainty."
Shinichi Maki: "..."
Do you think I'd believe that? You can't believe a kid's nonsense.
Shangguan Yichen: "..."
These days, it's even harder for men to tell the truth, let alone speak the absolute truth. In all the time we've spent together, have I ever seen my mother suffer any loss?
Before Tan Yunsheng's medicine powder even arrived, Mo Qingcheng had already made her move. With a wave of her hand, she scattered like a shower of flowers: "Old Monster Tan, today I, your wife, will show you what the real poison of the Poison Doctor Valley is like!"
Poison Doctor Valley?
The disciples of Guigu Valley all changed their expressions. This girl was incredibly arrogant. They originally thought it was because of the King of the Underworld's support, but they didn't expect that she also had the support of the Poison Doctor Valley.
Poison Doctor Valley and Divine Doctor Valley are equally renowned; one excels in poison techniques, and the other in medical skills…
Tan Yunsheng's face was extremely ugly. He had kicked a hornet's nest. Damn it!
Mo Qingcheng acted with lightning speed, producing another packet of poison powder. Her tactics were cunning and impossible to defend against.
Mu Shenyi laughed heartily: "Girl, help this old man vent his anger."
"good!"
A murderous glint flashed in Mo Qingcheng's cold eyes. With a flick of her wrists, several silver needles shot towards Tan Yunsheng from every angle...
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