I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

The majestic holy city of Chongge is dead silent!

The Void Dragon Gate was shining brightly, and the statue of Kong Shengren was humming, like a great sleeping lion, roaring angrily.

Yes, the statue is angry.

More like ashamed, even ashamed.

A scholar straightened his spine and powerfully criticized the evil deeds of the Confucian family.

When a mouse crosses the street, everyone shouts and beats it!

Is the Kong family already this ugly and vulgar image in the eyes of the world?

In the huge holy city, countless members of the Kong family looked as if they were mourning concubines, their faces were ferocious, ashamed, angry, and full of embarrassment!

And the powerhouses of all major forces who watched the excitement fell into silence, faintly growing admiration.

Xu Eliao was standing in a Confucian holy city where benevolence, righteousness, morality, etiquette and shame were the most important, and he chanted this poem.

In front of the consciousness of Confucius!

Comparing the ugly rats with the Kong family, the strong contrast creates a shocking effect that is hard to add, and there is also a special layer of humor.

The most taunting act in the world is nothing more than this!

This is the mighty Xu Helian!

This is Xu Eliao who is favored by heaven!

Martial arts talent is the best in the past and present, literary talent is also famous forever!

The contrast between violence and elegance is really enviable!

"Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abandoned forever."

The kind of arrogance that goes deep into the bone marrow seems to be so natural from the fangs.

"Converting black and white, framing and framing, how can Kong Jiaqing allow the evil to slander?!"

Wearing a bamboo crown and a Confucian gown with large sleeves, the Confucian Yasheng was full of shame and anger, his refined face turned livid.

Some clansmen had already cried their hearts out and kowtowed to the statue of the saint to confess their sins.

All the scholars in the holy city fell into sorrow.

It was impossible to refute Xu Helian's words.

There is no need to collect the crimes accumulated by the Confucius family for 50,000 years, and all women and children in Kyushu know about it.

To put it bluntly, most of the descendants of past dynasties are moths that cling to the dead body of the former master and suck blood, and they are the sores and pus on the perfect body of the former master.

But who dares to expose it?

Scholars in the world dare not blaspheme the sages of Confucianism, and the Confucian family is the top-level orthodoxy, and martial arts forces will not easily provoke them, just like the emperor's new clothes, which have been maintained for tens of thousands of years.

Now, the powerful and fearless Xu Heliao tore off his gorgeous clothes, revealing his unbearable body.

"Unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, unrighteous."

The vicissitudes of the ancient voice came from the sculpture.

This sound resounds through the heaven and earth, and resounds in the heart of every scholar. It contains unimaginable Confucian Taoist rhyme, and can even help scholars understand the literary spirit.

boom! !

Just like the thunder of the nine heavenly gods exploded, blurred, the sculpture of the stalwart collapsed in an instant.

Inexhaustible cultural energy, faith, and power of merit spread in all directions, like a vast, boiling silver ocean.

"No!"

The crown of the head of the Kong family was overturned, his hair was disheveled, and he roared mournfully.

Countless people's eyes are tearing apart, their hearts are beating violently, and the depths of their souls are full of chills.

"The first teacher blew himself up..." The powerful men of all major forces showed mournful expressions, feeling quite emotional.

Consciousness completely disappeared, and from then on, no means could summon the sage Kong.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Those scholars whose cultivation bases are in shackles, bathed in a boiling literary spirit, directly break through their literary courage.

Scores of scholars advanced to the next level, with illusory scrolls appearing in their hands, and they were comprehending the sacred books of Confucianism and Buddhism.

The power of faith and merit spread for millions of miles, returned to ordinary people, and injected into newborns.

Only the members of the Kong family, who have the blood of saints flowing in their bodies, can't enjoy it, and they are repelled by the boiling literary spirit.

"A gift from the former teacher." There is a powerful sigh, and scholars with great fortune may take the opportunity to find a great opportunity.

"Rather than a gift, it's better to apologize in this way." Another strong man sighed.

After all, relying on the banner of a saint, otherwise the Kong family could develop to such a giant status?

What the Confucian family did, the sage was also at fault to a certain extent.

Now feeding back to the scholars all over the world, it can be regarded as washing away the small stains.

In fact, in a sense, Confucius is also protecting the inheritance of the Confucius family.

The extreme method of self-destruction made the Kong family lose their greatest support, and also warned the arrogant Kong family to restrain themselves in time to avoid the disaster of genocide in the future.

Just as the major forces were contemplating.

Suddenly.

A ray of mana surged out of the bronze fragments of the sculpture.

In an instant, all the strong men were alarmed.

"Artifact!"

Half of the Chunqiu brush has been hidden in the statue of the saint!

Buzz buzz!

Various chains of rules traversed across, and the artifact was to be taken as one's own.

It's too late.

The icy and bone-chilling breath poured down, and snowflakes all over the sky fell on the Spring and Autumn Brush, slowly lifting it up.

The bodies of the old monsters froze for a moment, and they forcibly suppressed the greedy and eager look in their eyes, calming down the blood that was about to move.

Can't fight!

Unless you don't want your life.

The long-established evil-eating old man was as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog in front of the fifth devil.

Not to mention their juniors, in the eyes of the fifth devil, they are also a group of ants.

Xu Beiwang closed his eyes, bathed in a steady stream of cultural cleansing, and received various Confucianism empowerments.

He doesn't really want to accept...

At the current level of cultivation, as long as he slaughters the half-step supreme soul step by step and devours the dark energy, he will be able to transcend and ascend naturally.

Confucianism's mouthful of Tianxian has become tasteless and has no effect.

But after all, it was Kong Shengren's good intentions, and it would be too unkind to refuse.

Xu Beiwang also saw the Spring and Autumn Brush, but it was nothing unexpected, he had guessed it for a long time.

Since it is in the Kong family, if the mana breath of the Spring and Autumn Brush is not noticed by the old monster, it is very possible to hide it in the statue of the saint.

This is one of the reasons why he did not choose to attack by force.

Now it's over.

The rhyme of Wen Qi and Dao between heaven and earth gradually dissipated, and the scholars in the holy city were warm all over their bodies. They knelt and kowtowed to the traces of the statue's collapse with tears in their eyes.

"Respectfully send off the first teacher."

"Respectfully send off the first teacher."

"Farewell to the first teacher!"

The hoarse voice sounded like a yellow bell, reaching the end of the sky layer by layer.

Regardless of the vicissitudes of life, the former teacher is still a moral model, and will be immortal in the hearts of scholars all over the world.

"Congratulations to the ancestors..."

The sub-sages of the Kong family were much older, their expressions were gloomy and haggard, and the hatred and hatred towards Xu Eliao in their eyes had long since dissipated.

They understand the good intentions of their ancestors. The Kong family has been lost for tens of thousands of years, and it is time to find their original intentions.

Who doesn't enjoy being superior and admired by the world? Who is not obsessed with power, status, and the pleasure of getting what you want?

But Confucianism is a symbol of Confucianism, and it is an archway that must be "strict on self-discipline".

Meng Sheng said: Those who gain the way will be helped more, but those who have lost the way will be helped little.

The Kong family was in trouble just now, except for the scholars from the Holy City, no one else came to help, which is enough to prove something.

What Xu Heliao did today may have saved the hearts of millions of Kong family members in a certain sense.

"Everything is over, I will take my leave."

The handsome and luxurious white robe smiled slightly, his posture calm and calm.

"Wait!"

Yasheng, wearing a crown made of rolled beam bamboo, took a step forward and said respectfully:

"I take the liberty to ask Mr. Xu to give me a poem, which should be included in the instructions of the ancestors of the Confucius family."

Wow!

The major forces were dumbfounded, a little unbelievable.

The Kong family suffered heavy losses. A first-class Confucianist died, two sub-sages lost their cultivation bases, the evil food offerings fell, and the sculpture of Master Kong, the strongest trump card, shattered.

The instigator of all this is Xu Eiliao!

It's fine if you don't hold grudges, but you still look grateful and pleading?

What an eye-opener! !

On the contrary, some scholars vaguely understand and are very pleased that Yasheng has regained his broad heart, which is in line with Master Kong's standards.

Xu Beiwang was stunned for a moment, but he was not stingy, and said lightly:

"The wine and meat of Zhumen smell bad, and there are frozen bones on the road, please keep it in mind."

As the voice fell, his sleeves flicked, and he disappeared into the sky.

The entire holy city was dead silent.

A very simple and unpretentious poem, even if it cannot be compared with the clan motto, but it shocked the hearts of scholars and set off a stormy sea.

Xu Eliao definitely did not mean to be ironic, but was warning.

No matter how high a family's status is, it must bear as much responsibility.

Standing high above, never ignore the common people, Li Shu, that is the most solid foundation for Confucian leaders.

But speaking from the mouth of Xu Elian, who does all kinds of evil, it feels awkward no matter how you hear it.

The Yasheng Kong family was silent for a long time. He waved his big hand, and these ten big golden characters appeared on the dragon gate in the void.

...

The magnificent phoenix is ​​entrenched in the sky.

"Meow Meow has never seen such a brazen person!"

The fat cat pursed its mouth and shouted loudly.

"Indeed." Xu Beiwang stood still, and echoed in agreement:

"Some members of the Kong family have a bad style of work, but it's not bad if they can correct it in time."

The fat cat rolled its eyes, speechless, "Meow is talking about you!"

Bullying others, others also thank the little villain.

The little villain has a bad conscience!

"You're good at talking, aren't you?" Wu Jinshuang raised the corners of his eyes slightly, squinting at him.

The dog leg stared at the towering and plump breasts, and said cautiously:

"Do you want to try, ma'am?"

"How to try?" Wu Jinshuang said quietly.

"Humble job..." Goulegzi pointed to the majestic mountains, and made a kissing motion with his thin lips.

Fifth Jinshuang's pupils turned cold in an instant, and she yelled, "Get out!"

...

...

Dagan is the capital of the country.

The magnificent Xu Mansion.

"With just one mouth, you can stir up the universe, what a sight!"

Xu Jing sat in the Confucian hall, clapping his palms heavily on the table, his excitement was beyond words.

Yao Man was about to give birth, she walked carefully, pursed her lips and said with a smile:

"Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be abandoned forever. He is worthy of being my son. He is too domineering, and I am afraid that the holy will will be shocked."

"Yes," Xu Jing nodded, with an unstoppable smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is also a scholar, and he is well aware of the inviolable authority of the sage Kong. Wang'er dared to face the criticism, forcing the sage to blew himself up and apologized.

"With such a child, there will be no regrets in this life."

Xu Jing took a sip of tea, filled with emotion.

suddenly.

"Is it?"

In the sky above, a cold and low voice sounded.

In an instant, a terrifying coercion enveloped the Xu residence.

"Today in your Xu family, no chicken or dog will be left behind!!"

At the same time, the hoarse female voice was roaring, and the substantial murderous intent directly shook the entire house in Fangshi to the point of collapse.

In midair, stood a man and a woman, with a coffin in the middle.

The man looked middle-aged, his eyes were vicissitudes, and his body was filled with chaotic energy, and a terrifying blood energy was circulating.

He held his wife's trembling palm, and tears flowed from his eyes:

"My God, Dad is late."

"Father is ashamed of you."

His face was twisted violently, the veins on his forehead were bursting one by one, and the regret in his heart was swelling wildly.

Tian'er's meridians were abolished by their husband and wife since he was a child. He has no father or mother and cannot practice. It is conceivable how much grievance and humiliation Tian'er has endured.

The child who grew up in suffering, had not yet enjoyed the scenery, but was brutally slaughtered by Xu Elian, and his body and spirit were destroyed.

When the couple walked out of the watch area and heard the news, it was as if they were hacked into pieces, and their hearts were so painful that they were lingering!

That was their only child, and he died like this, without being able to see him for the last time.

revenge!

There must be cruel revenge!

The whole family of Xu's house will be ransacked and those who have humiliated and bullied Tian'er will be liquidated one by one, making their lives worse than death! !

"ah!"

The beautiful woman's body trembled unceasingly, and she shed horrible tears of blood, and she collapsed powerlessly next to the coffin.

There are not even bones in it, only a strand of hair cut when I was a child.