Fantasy, how can my villain play without a system?

"This girl, I am Mo Yunchen, the young lord of the nearby Liushan Sect, let me get to know you"

A handsome little milk dog walked over with a sweet smile. He looked at young women who were young and cultivated in the Taoist palace. He liked this kind of charm the most. It would be even better if he had a Taoist companion up.

Yang Qingwan was not interested in talking to this person, she raised her eyebrows, and this person flew out with a bang.

The breath of Mahayana monks is suppressed,

"I'll go, this woman is Mahayana, hiss, I can't afford to provoke her."

After everyone felt the heavy and terrifying aura on Yang Qingwan's body, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.

The little milk dog that was blown out lay unconscious in the deep pit.

The volatility here has only attracted the attention of a small number of people,

Mahayana monks, as the pinnacle below the holy rank, will be respected wherever they go,

Although someone shocked Yang Qingwan's strength, it was not too surprising.

It is not uncommon to meet Mahayana monks in Xianyu.

Yang Qingwan walked slowly along the irregular gravel road,

Her eyes swept around and saw the tallest restaurant here.

"Fengxian Tower!" Yang Qingwan walked in and walked all the way to the top floor, because the view here is the best,

After all, there are still some extremely terrifying auras in this city, Yang Qingwan dare not use her spiritual thoughts to search for people too presumptuously.

"Fairy, what do you want to eat?" The waiter in the restaurant built a foundation and said respectfully. Get annoyed by the scary beauty.

Yang Qingwan waved her hand, threw some gravel at will, and said no need, "Just a cup of tea"

"Okay,"

"I've been in that space for so long, it seems like I haven't eaten anything!" Yang Qingwan blushed for no reason when she thought of this.

Just when her eyes wandered and her thoughts wandered.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in a blue shirt from the back, entering an attic in front of him, the attic was called Danqing Pavilion.

The key to this back, Yang Qingwan flashed a very familiar feeling,

"Lin Fan?"

Yang Qingwan was surprised, it's impossible, Lin Fan is dead and can't die anymore

How could it be possible to live,

"Look at his profile, it seems to be Meng Lin, I'll go over and take a look first." Yang Qingwan calmed down, stopped drinking the spirit tea she just ordered, and walked directly from the window to the street

Then he went to Danqing Pavilion with a calm expression.

"This fairy, what kind of elixir do you need, let me introduce it to you"

As soon as he came in, he was greeted by a petite, lovely-looking female foundation-builder, who was very enthusiastic and had a smile on her face.

Yang Qingwan said that she didn't need it, and walked towards the interior by herself.

Look around.

On the first floor, there was no figure of Meng Lin.

On the second floor, neither.

"The third floor is the place for special business. Is this Meng Lin asking for a special pill?" Yang Qingwan was not in a hurry, so she just started wandering around and waited for him to come down.

And in the private room on the third floor

Meng Lin's breath was restrained, and he couldn't see any details at all. He sat in front of a jade table, quietly waiting for something.

After a while, an old man walked in without anger and prestige,

"Looking at the Holy Realm?" Meng Lin's heart trembled. He didn't expect that in such a small town, the Danqing Pavilion would be occupied by monks from the Sacred Realm.

"Little friend, it's very unfamiliar. I heard that you want to sell Tianluodan?" This person is the person in charge here, and he will not come out for normal sales.

"Yes, and not one, but three," Meng Lin said calmly.

"Three? Are you serious?" The old man's eyes showed surprise after hearing the words.

Then he thought of something and said, "Could it be that Your Excellency is an alchemist? A few days ago, the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce auctioned a piece of Tianluo Pill. Could it be that it was written by Your Excellency?"

Meng Lin lowered his eyes slightly, and did not answer, "Your Excellency may have asked too many questions."

"No, no, just curious, let's get down to business, how about Luo Dan, a five thousand high-grade spirit stone?"

Meng Lin nodded. The price was within his expected range. Then he waved his hand and took out a porcelain bottle from somewhere.

"It's all inside, order some"

"What's your name?"

"Meng Lin" Meng Lin answered truthfully, he didn't plan to stay in this ancient family any longer.

I always feel that this place is too deeply involved with the Gu family, and it's not good to participate by myself. As for the news of the Gu family, it has been given to the Gu family, but whether they can find out is their business.

"There's no need to send it off, I'll just leave by myself." Meng Lin got up and found that the old man wanted to see him off.

When he walked out of this box, Meng Lin smiled disdainfully, and secretly said, "There are still 97 rings in the storage ring. If I didn't have to carry some spirit stones with me, I wouldn't waste time here. This gift system is comparable to The previous Fusion system was much easier to use,'

Meng Lin was in a good mood, and decided to leave the scope of the Gu family by himself, wander around and start to develop steadily, and when the Gu family came up, he was giving them a hard blow.

When he walked down the corridor on the third floor, he couldn't help looking at a woman in Fengyu.

His brows frowned involuntarily, "Why does this woman give me a very familiar feeling?"

Yang Qingwan originally turned her back to Meng Lin, feeling someone was watching her, she turned around and looked back,

A completely unfamiliar but familiar face, "Sure enough, it's Meng Lin, but this person always gives me a sense of familiarity, what's the matter, but he looks like he's been looking at me all the time, okay, Young Master Gu The Lord’s mission can be carried on like this.”

While Yang Qingwan was thinking wildly,

Since Meng Lin took the initiative to come over.

"This girl, my surname is Meng. Are you from the Gu family?" Meng Lin always felt that this person in front of him had a great connection with him, and couldn't help but want to get in touch with him.

"No, I'm from the Yong family," Yang Qingwan showed a hint of alertness, "What's the matter, sir? Seeing that you came down from the third floor, it seems that your status is not ordinary."

Meng Lin chuckled, "That's not true. I think the girl has a strong breath, which is not comparable to ordinary people, and it gives me a feeling of déjà vu, so I can't help asking a few more questions."

"Fellow Daoist Meng was joking, why did the scope of my first visit to this ancient family make you feel similar? Could it be that what Fellow Daoist said was more similar to the person you once loved?" Yang Qingwan joked.

But this sentence exploded in Meng Lin's heart like a revelation.

'Beloved person? '

He lost his mind for a while and thought of the sword that pierced his chest from behind, still vivid in his memory.

That kind of heart-piercing pain will be clearly engraved in the soul even after millions of years.

He even suspected that it was with such hatred that he was able to be reborn. Tiandao didn't give up on him, and gave him another system, which made him revenge.

For a moment, because of the hatred in his heart, he released a little breath of himself,

Yang Qingwan's gaze was fixed, and she backed away slightly

"This person is so strong, this feeling is stronger than Lin Ping'an"

"Fellow Daoist Meng, did I say something that shouldn't be said?" Yang Qingwan said pretending to be frightened.