Facing Yang Lele's questioning, Uncle Wang was a little flustered.

"Things are not ...... the way you think"

"Do you still want to lie to me?" Yang Lele's eyes were full of anger.

"I have no way to decide my birth, so I have been responsible for the daughter of the Yang family since I was a child......"

"You let me marry someone I don't know, okay, I'll marry!"

"But why would he marry another woman?"

Uncle Wang was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by Yang Lele.

"Don't tell me you don't know about it!"

Looking at Yang Lele, who was sad to the extreme and angry to the extreme, Uncle Wang was silent.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. ”

"What?" Yang Lele couldn't stand the blow and took a few steps back.

Even Zhang Heng turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

Uncle Wang looked indifferent, and said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"You also know that the Yang family has no choice, and you have no choice, so you can only marry the young sect master. ”

"Marrying him, we are high, a capable man, there will be many women around him. ”

"You must understand this truth, and when the young sect master finishes handling things, you can go with him!"

Since it has been exposed, he simply did not hide it, and said it directly.

"Want to take me with you?" Yang Lele looked at Uncle Wang, who had been by her side since she was a child, like a shadow, as if she had seen some terrible monster, she retreated again and again, hiding beside Zhang Heng, as if she had a little sense of security.

She finally understood that her former self was too naïve.

I am not the wife of the young sect master at all, but his concubine!

Didn't you hear what the young sect master said? The person he wants to marry is Cai Yanzhi......

There was no wedding, no Ming media was marrying, there was nothing, and he was taken to Dongzhou by Uncle Wang and quietly handed over to the young sect master...... That's the end of it.

"Why......"

She looked sad and tears rolled in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, whether it was her parents, relatives, or the housekeeper or uncle in the family, everyone kept telling her one thing, that is, in the future, she was going to marry the young sect master.

Uncle Wang, who was sent by the family to protect her, was responsible for taking care of her...... However, Yang Lele always had a feeling that Uncle Wang did not have any affection for her, as if she was a little pig who raised her in order to slaughter her in the future.

And now, the time has come to slaughter.

I'm just a concubine, just a concubine with no status, how can the people in the family be so ruthless?

She was very unwilling, but what could she do?

Even her closest parents and family members don't help her, what capital does she have to resist?

Uncle Wang glanced at Yang Lele, who was almost resigned to his fate, but he breathed a sigh of relief, this girl is smart, and smart people are knowledgeable about current affairs and will not do very impulsive things, which undoubtedly saves him a lot of trouble.

His voice softened and he said comfortingly.

"When you get to the Hehuan Sect, you will know that compared to the world, it is like heaven, and countless people will envy you. ”

Yang Lele bit his lip and did not speak.

In the field, the old martial saint had already made a move.

His momentum has climbed to the extreme, and as soon as he makes a move, it is his strongest killing move.

The Five Emperors Demon God Fist that Zhang Heng had seen before was even more extraordinary under his hands, and the condensation of five different fist intents made his punches and kicks look weird and multifaceted.

However, this weirdness is limited to changes in boxing techniques, and the fist intent and moves are still dignified.

The Five Emperors are the five emperors in the legend of China, and the boxing method created in their name is naturally not a trick.

One after another invisible energy smashed out with his fist, and the black-clothed man who had just cut off the peach blossoms in the mountains looked solemn, and stepped forward to fight, but he was repelled by the qi energy, spitting blood.

"Presumptuous, do you really dare to do something with my Hehuan Sect!?"

The young sect master's face was distorted because of anger.

"Old thing, you burned the remaining Shouyuan and burst out with several times the power, do you think you can kill us?"

"When you are exhausted, you will definitely die, and when the time comes, I will destroy your Martial Saint Mountain!"

The old martial saint's eyes burst with light, and his voice was majestic, and he said domineeringly.

"If my Martial Saint Mountain is doomed to destruction, then I must die in the war!"

"If I, Cai Qingniu, am destined to die, then I must die in battle!"

"Today I die, Wusheng Mountain is destroyed, and the entire Dongzhou will hate the Hehuan Sect, I don't care what reason you have, I want to let the Hehuan Sect enter Dongzhou...... But I'm going to tell you, don't think about it!"

The old martial saint was completely out of the way, and at the critical moment, he chose to sacrifice himself and fight to his death!

No matter what the outcome of the battle was, it shattered the idea that the Hehuan Sect wanted to enter Dongzhou.

First, Dongzhou is hateful, and second, cultivators have rules, and the Hehuan Sect has violated the rules by coming across the state!

No matter what thoughts they have, they will disappear because of the death of the old martial saint!

The young sect master also knew this, he trembled with anger, and said through gritted teeth.

"Old thing, I'm going to crush you!"

He flipped over, but jumped off the shuttle.

As Zhang Heng said, a low-level cultivation weapon like the flying shuttle could not support him in battle at all.

When he landed, he lifted the clothes from his waist, revealing a small brown bag.

"Storage bags?" Zhang Heng's eyes lit up.

The young sect master of the Hehuan Sect has not seen any other skills, but his net worth seems to be quite rich!

"A vulgar person like you who practices martial arts is also worthy of fighting with me?" The young sect master's expression was gloomy and he patted the storage bag.

I saw a jet-black skull fly out of this storage bag, and the green flames burning in the pupils.

He stroked the skull with a gentle and affectionate movement, as if he were caressing his lover.

"Chickens and dogs don't stay!"

The young sect master spoke coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the green fire in the skull's eyes swelled suddenly, and on the top of the mountain, the yin wind gusted, and the black mist surged, and more than a dozen skeletons came out!

The green fire flashed in the eyes of these skeletons, their bodies were thin and thin, and some even had a few ribs broken off from their waists, but they didn't care, they tilted their heads and looked at the people in Wusheng Mountain, and suddenly their teeth collided up and down, as if they were happy to see the hunt, and rushed over directly!

"Hmph, these people who don't know how to lift are all finished!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Wang shook his head and directly pronounced the death sentence of everyone in Wusheng Mountain.

"The methods of the young sect master are really too gloomy...... "As a normal woman, or a normal person, she will definitely not like the young sect master's techniques.

It's a skull again, and it's a yin wind, who doesn't have goosebumps?

"What do you know? These are all cultivators' methods, and others can't learn it if they want to!" Uncle Wang pointed at Zhang Heng and said disdainfully.

"For example, this kid is not qualified to learn. ”

"I don't like the carving insect skills, compared to it, I prefer the old martial saint's boxing skills. Zhang Heng said.

"So you're short-sighted, you're a frog at the bottom of a well!" Uncle Wang said with a laugh.

"A martial artist is a reckless man, although he seems to be vigorous in blood and infinite in strength, he can't fight the cultivator's magic at all!"

"But as long as you get closer, isn't the cultivator certain to die?" Zhang Heng looked at the field playfully.

As he learned more about the earth's cultivation system, the more he discovered the polarization of martial artists and cultivators.

The former cultivates the body and internal strength, while the latter cultivates the magic method and cultivates qi.

Speaking of which, there is nothing wrong with it, but in Zhang Heng's world, a true cultivator cultivates both.

A cultivator not only has the ability to kill the enemy in the invisible with a thousand miles of sword, but also has the magical power to move mountains and seas and turn the heavens upside down, in addition, a strong physical body is also a must.

Otherwise, if the body is weak and only cultivates the magic and does not cultivate the body, how can you withstand the catastrophe?

This is the correct way for cultivators to open, but the earth's cultivation system separates the two, with martial artists cultivating internal strength and body, and cultivators cultivating spiritual power and magic...... In Zhang Heng's view, this is simply self-defeating martial arts.

He believes that there are two reasons why this is the case: one is that he has not yet come into contact with powerful practitioners, and the other is that people have taken a detour, or rather, there is a slight mistake in their thinking.

As early as when he first came into contact with Martial Sect He Changlin, he had this idea, but now, it has been further confirmed.

"Close, how can you get close? Look at those skeletons, directly seal the opponent!" Uncle Wang couldn't help laughing, he thought that Zhang Heng was a dead duck with a hard mouth.

As he said, the situation was very unfavorable for Wushengshan's side.

A few silver high-level skeletons surrounded the old Martial Saint, and the remaining low-level skeletons were fighting against everyone in the Martial Saint Mountain.

Cai Yanzhi smashed the skeleton's shoulder blades with a punch, but the other party was not affected at all, but kicked her upside down and flew out, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"These monsters can't be killed at all!"

No matter how much you have fighting spirit, but when you encounter an opponent who can't be killed, you will gradually be wiped out.

"Accept your fate, beauty, don't worry, after following me, you will be very happy. "The young sect master has the chance to win, and a pair of eyes are always sweeping at Cai Yanzhi's sensitive place.

"You, you are presumptuous!" Cai Yanzhi was furious, but she was very powerless, she gritted her teeth and said unwillingly: "If my new martial saint Zhang Immortal Master in Dongzhou is here, how can you be arrogant?"