Chapter 218: The Drunk Man’s Intention is Not in the Drunk
"Looking forward to me growing up?"
Tang Mang reached out and touched his nose, a little stunned.
Yu Wentian didn't say anything more, turned his eyes to Nangong Ming and Xiao Yukong, and said lightly: "I have something to do, let's go first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lion eagle beneath him raised his head and roared, spread his wings, soared into the sky, and soon turned into a blue light spot and disappeared into the distant sky.
Nangong Ming didn't care about Yu Wentian and quickly walked to Tang Wanqing with a cheerful smile on his face, asking him about his well-being: "Wanqing, are you okay?"
Tang Wanqing is not only graceful and beautiful, but also has a very talented talent. Nangong Ming has been experiencing it for many years.
If Tang Wanqing hadn't had strong strength and her master was behind her, Nangong Ming's domineering and arrogant and unscrupulous personality would have been too strong to be strong.
However, the more difficult things are, the more jealous he is, and the more he wants to get them. At this moment, he seems graceful on the surface, but in fact he has a sudden desire to conquer in his heart, and he wishes he can only feel that he will rectify Tang Wanqing on the spot.
While Nangong Ming was showing great affection for Tang Wanqing, Xiao Yukong looked at Tang Mang and said with a smile: "Tang Mang, you are very good. You have actually practiced the ancient Buddhist Qingxin Mantra. When you return to the sect this time, you have to offer it to the sect."
"Dedicated to the sect?"
Tang Mang raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.
He is smart and nimble, so I don’t know what Xiao Yukong’s idea is.
It was just an excuse to give the Great Freedom and Clear Heart Mantra to the sect. In fact, the drunkard's intention was not to drink, but it was actually Xiao Yukong who looked at the Great Freedom and Clear Heart Mantra.
"Why, you don't want to?"
Xiao Yukong frowned and asked, his voice became cold.
Tang Mang curled a curve in the corner of his mouth and asked, "Does our Qingyun Sect have regulations? Do disciples must contribute the secret skills they have learned from the outside world?"
"No, this one."
Xiao Yukong's words stagnated, his eyes flashed, and he chuckled, "But the ancient Buddhist Qingxin Mantra has a great effect on the evil demons and heretics of the Jiuyou Sect. Now the Jiuyou Sect branch in Qianzhou is ready to move. As a member of our Qingyun Sect, shouldn't you help the sect with help?"
"I think the helping sect is fake. Is it true that you are looking at the ancient Buddhist mantra of Tang Mang?"
With a cold snorkeling, Tang Wanqing abandoned Nangong Ming and came to Tang Mang with a few wisps of pleasant fragrance. She looked at Xiao Yukong with a sarcastic look on her face.
"I……"
When Xiao Yukong heard Tang Wanqing's words, his face was gloomy and he was so angry that he said righteously: "Tang Wanqing, don't spit out blood. I, Xiao Yukong, sit upright, everything is for the sake of the sect."
Tang Wanqing's face was even more sarcastic: "Don't talk about such righteousness, how could I not know what kind of virtue you Xiao Yukong are?"
When the people present heard this, they looked at Xiao Yukong with a bit of ridicule.
Yes, I am so upright that I am not trying to imitate the ancient Buddhist Pure Heart Mantra.
Of course, there were many people present who had the idea of purifying the ancient Buddhist mantra, such as Ouyang Gu and other people from the Black Tiger Gang.
However, Tang Mang had just saved countless people, and behind him were Bai Wujing, Jiu Mingkong, Leng Wuqing, Ying Lao, Man Er and others. In addition, the identity of the number one person in the Qingyun Sect in Tang Mang made Ouyang Gu and others extremely worried and dared not act rashly.
At least they dare not act randomly on the surface, otherwise the people rescued by Tang Mang would probably first attack them and destroy his Black Tiger Gang.
At this moment, Xiao Yukong noticed that many people looked at him with contempt, his face suddenly looked extremely ugly, and his heart was full of anger, but he couldn't say anything.
Just as Tang Wanqing said, he was indeed not kind-hearted and secretly had the idea of the ancient Buddhist Qingxin Mantra.
No matter how angry Xiao Yukong was, Tang Wanqing ignored Nangong Ming, and his eyes turned slightly and said to Leng Wuqing not far away: "Head of Leng Family, my injuries have not healed now, so I still need to stay in your Feng family for a few days."
Leng Wuqing hurriedly said, "Miss Wanqing is so polite. My Leng family door will always be open to you. It will be fine for you to stay for as long as you want. And if you have any needs, Leng will do his best despite his instructions."
Joke, Tang Wanqing is a core disciple of the Qingyun Sect and a beautiful girl in Tianzhi. Once she grows up, her strength will definitely not be worse than Yu Wentian. It is too late to get along well with him, so how could he be negligent?
So after saying a word, Leng Wuqing said to Leng Yuer: "Yu'er, Miss Wanqing, Mr. Tang is injured. You can quickly take them back to the manor to cultivate."
"OK."
Leng Yuer nodded, walked quickly to Tang Wanqing, held her arm and smiled, "Sister Wanqing, let's go."
"Um!"
Tang Wanqing nodded slightly, and said nothing. She greeted Tang Mang and walked side by side with Leng Yuer and walked outside the Yanwu Square.
Tang Mang hurriedly followed, but before leaving, he said to Man Er beside him: "Brother Man, do you want to stay at Lengjia Manor for a few days?"
"OK!"
Man Er was straightforward and nodded with ease.
Man Er's temper was quite in line with Tang Mang's appetite. He smiled and followed Tang Wanqing with Man Er, and walked outside the Yanwu Square behind Leng Yu'er.
Now that the warriors of the Jiuyou Cult are dead, the old demon Cangming and Ye Xuan have also escaped. Wang Chen, Luo Xinglie, Lin Han and others have not stayed for long, and followed Tang Mang and others.
Seeing Tang Wanqing leave, she didn't even say hello to herself. Nangong Ming's face had long lost the spirit of the first time he came. A handsome face turned ferocious and roared secretly: "Bitch, one day, I want you to obediently submit to my moon and praise me."
Nangong Ming has been pursuing Tang Wanqing for many years, but he just lets him pursue it. Tang Wanqing treats him with the same color, which makes Nangong Ming furious.
Beside him, Xiao Yukong looked at Tang Mang's back as he walked away, his face was gloomy, and he wished he could rush up and remove Tang Mang from pieces.
Tang Mang is extremely talented and now he is pregnant with the ancient Buddhist mantra. This is open. Who knows if he has any other unique skills in private?
Xiao Yukong knew very well that if Tang Mang continued to grow, he would be a big disaster in the future.
But now there are many people and eyes, and behind Tang Mang there are Bai Wujing, Jiu Mingkong, Leng family, and there is a powerful Man Er from the barbarian race, and Xiao Yukong dares not act rashly.
Just when Nangong Ming was angry and Xiao Yukong was in a state of murderous intent, Ouyang Gu's loud laughter came: "The two young men are here to be guests. How many days will they go to my Black Tiger Gang to stay?"
Although Nangong Ming and Xiao Yukong are not as famous as Yu Wentian, they are at least core disciples of Qingyun Sect and masters on the Tianlist, Ouyang Gu naturally spared no effort to get along well.