Lan Fangyue looked at the two shameless men, one old and one young, hugged each other, and grinned from time to time. Her cohesion was extremely vulgar.

At the same time, Lan Fangyue also had a question in her heart. Although she didn't know what the guy was named, she seemed not an ordinary person, and she had a magical power on her body. She either made the popularity half-death or could quickly get along with others.

Even the most difficult Yao Lao, who was Changyuelou, had just been hooked up with him in less than a quarter of an hour.

"This guy!"

Thinking that when Yang Zhen went upstairs, he stared at her butt intently, Lan Fangyue was so angry that her teeth hurt, but so what? He was almost dead anyway.

Hua Youyue once said that the martial arts called Lingkongxudu is not an ordinary martial art, but a superior martial art that is integrated into the great way by powerful people. People without special talents cannot bear it even if they have a look at it.

Originally, everyone thought it was just a legend, but since the sudden death of the person who was comprehended, Lingkongxu has become a fearless existence for everyone to talk about.

Accepting tasks is voluntary. Even if you lose your life for this, it will only become a topic of conversation for people after dinner. There are too many monks on Youzhou who die every day due to cultivation, so many of them are so accustomed to them that they are used to.

Lan Fangyue glanced at Yang Zhen in the water curtain and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. This guy with a somewhat perverted personality didn't seem to be very annoying. If he just died like this, it would be a pity.

...

In the wooden house, Yao Lao not only didn’t think Yang Zhen was annoying, but he was very appreciative: “Now, no one knows the tea ceremony, you have to know…”

"Stop, old man, if I talk about the tea ceremony, can I argue with you for a day and a night without repetition, do you believe it?"

"Oh?" The old man glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, are you very arrogant?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips: "This is not arrogant, this is erudition. I came here to practice holy-level martial arts, not to drink tea. Also, Tie Dahai and Fat Guanyin, Bah, I don't have Tie Guanyin and Fat Dahai here now. When I finish practicing, I may be able to find some for you."

"No, what's wrong with you little bastard? You have to take on that mission. Can you understand the martial arts that even the little girl Hua Youyue can't comprehend?" The old man obviously sneered at Yang Zhen's words: "You're dead. If you die, where can I find Fat Guanyin?"

"Old man, don't you believe me?"

"No!" Yao Lao shook his head and grabbed a handful of his chaotic beard: "I don't believe you, I don't believe you!"

puff!

Yang Zhen squirted the old man's face with a mouthful of tea, jumped up and pointed at the old man and said, "Old man, if I can learn how to waste my life, would you call me big brother?"

"Bah, boy, let alone the eldest brother, even the old man!"

"Okay, this is what you said yourself, you swear with your own inner demon!"

"I, Old Yao, have a word, you can ask, when will the words I have said count?" Old Yao's nostrils were facing the sky, with a proud look on his face.

"Okay, remember what you said." Yang Zhen glanced at the corner of the wall and blinked: "Beauty, you testify to me!"

The stunned Lan Fangyue was shocked and widened her eyes and said subconsciously: "Can you see me?"

After saying that, Lan Fangyue laughed silently and murmured to herself: "How could he see it? This is a one-sided water curtain shadow!"

Lao Yao looked at Yang Zhen unexpectedly and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Yang Zhen!" Yang Zhen said indifferently: "By the way, when will it start?"

"You can't wait to die." Old Yao shook his head and sighed, but his face was full of gloating expressions: "Should you wait for two days, you think it's so easy to open the secret room. It just so happened that the girl Hua was coming back soon. With her here, maybe you don't have to die."

"I won't die without her. Well, two days are only two days. Do you care about food here?"

Yao Lao's beard was raised when he heard this. He resisted the urge to kick Yang Zhen out, and gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Zhen: "Share!"

"That's good, what kind of dishes and soups are there? What is the staple food? I may be a little picky!"

"Yang Zhen!" Lao Yao was furious: "Get out of here!"

Yang Zhen hurriedly shrank his neck and walked out.

"etc!"

Buzz!

A wave of vitality came, and Yang Zhen didn't react. Lao Yao had already stopped him.

"Good boy, I almost got cheated by you. You deliberately made me angry. You just wanted to leave here before I could react. No way, when I was cheating outside, you were still playing with mud."

Yang Zhen was stunned and bowed and said, "I can't afford to offend you!"

"Are you scared, tell me, what if you fail?" Yao Lao Yangyang was proud.

“What failed?”

"You..." Yao Lao choked into his throat with a mouthful of tea and kept coughing: "I'm so empty, what if I fail?"

"Tsk, can I fail?" Yang Zhen strode out: "You'd better wait and call me uncle!"

"Little bastard, stop for me!" Yao Lao rushed out, then his face changed, and he screamed strangely: "No, my medicine!"

After saying that, Yao Lao turned around in the air and rushed upstairs, even Yang Zhen didn't care about it.

...

It took two days to say it, and the news outside the Changyue Tower was full of controversy. Before the time came, countless people surrounded the secret room of the Changyue Tower.

"I heard that it's not. Yang Zhen was so angry that he actually said that if Yang Zhen could successfully comprehend, he would call him a ridiculous word from the uncle."

"Shh, Yao Lao has a very strange temper. Even Dinkzi has to be respectful in front of Yao Lao, be careful of the misfortune coming from his mouth."

"I wonder if Yang Zhen can understand it successfully."

"He?" a man next to him sneered: "You're thinking too much. Do you think we are visiting that crazy man Yang Zhen?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

The man laughed and said sneered: "That's right, it's mainly to see how Yang Zhen died. In fact, most people here are not looking at Yang Zhen."

"Then what are you looking for?"

This is crowded with people. If I hadn't come to see Yang Zhen, would it be like such a big scene?

At this time, the noisy and chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet, and the transition from noisy to silence shocked countless people.

But at this time no one cared about this anymore, and they all stretched their necks and looked at Changyue Tower.

At the entrance of Changyue Tower, a group of people slowly walked out, and the leader swayed in the breeze, unable to cover up his charming and graceful figure at all.

The woman has a slender figure and is concave and convex, and her plain veil cannot hide her beauty.

There was no fluctuation in the vital energy of the woman, but the moment she slowly walked out of Changyue Tower, the whole world seemed to have brightened.

Immediately afterwards, swallowing sounds sounded in countless places on the scene.

"It's the owner of Hualou, the owner of Hualou is actually back!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, and the whole scene was boiling.
Chapter completed!