In the dark night, Hanako had already fallen asleep, with a light smile, dreaming of words that Yang Ming didn't understand from time to time, turned over, and accidentally opened a corner of the quilt, revealing a cloud of snow white.

Yang Ming smiled and turned over and sat up, lifted the quilt, tucked it on Huazi's shoulder, and meditated on the spot, his consciousness diffused into the spring rain.

Just like the colorful blades, the world inside the spring rain is also vibrant, a piece of purple and red, as thin as a cow's hair of the rain hit Yang Ming's face, Yang Ming had some suspicions: Is this the origin of the spring rain?

A warm feeling came from his face, and Yang Ming subconsciously reached out to touch it, but there was nothing.

The silence, the death-like silence, was too inconsistent with the scene in front of him! Yang Ming was a little dazed, and he really couldn't figure out where the power of the divine spring rain came from.

The delicate flowers did not move at all under the blow of the spring rain, Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a little strange, could it be that this flower was fake?

At the moment when Yang Ming's fingers touched the petals, there was no touch, but the petals were as fragmented as glass, then the flower receptacle, then the flower stem, then the flower leaves, and then the soil that had taken root also fell apart, gradually spreading, and finally the sky began to collapse.

All the beauty before was gone, and only a colorful monster remained, like a strange creature walking on two feet and sticking to a tree branch, and like an old dryad.

Yang Ming looked at everything in front of him in a daze, and finally realized that everything was the masterpiece of this monster.

The monster opened his eyes and said, "Mortal, you are too bold to dare to touch the work of the deity without the permission of the deity, aren't you afraid that the deity will kill you?"

A sentence that he didn't understand which Chinese dialect sounded, but Yang Ming understood inexplicably. Yang Ming couldn't believe it, a monster who claimed to be a deity would not have a low status, but what the hell is this stupid and silly sound of scratching the barrel? Are you sure it's not a rat making a hole in your stomach?

The serious question was ruined by the accent, and Yang Ming was not only not frightened now, but instead developed a strong curiosity about the identity of the monster.

Without answering the monster's question, Yang Ming asked to himself, "Could it be that you are Chunyu?"

"Bold! Dare to call the deity by name!"

The monster's cute voice was not a little majestic, his angry reprimand, Yang Ming almost laughed, the monster was annoyed and angry, raised the old stake-like arm and swept at Yang Ming, countless vines smashed down with their heads and faces, Yang Ming wanted to defend, but found that the monster's attack seemed to be very strong, and in terms of perception alone, it was no different from the previous illusion.

Yang Ming stopped his chest, did not dodge or dodge, and sure enough, the vines passed through Yang Ming's body without causing a trace of waves.

"Ahh

Yang Ming couldn't help but smile and said, "You don't care who I am, you just need to know that I am your master." ”

"Presumptuous! I am also the reincarnation envoy of the dignified Sunrise, the life and death of everyone in the Sunrise are in my hands, if I want you to live, you will live, if I want you to die, you will die! How can I be insulted by you!" Before the monster finished speaking, he was unwilling to shoot at Yang Ming again, but it still didn't hurt Yang Ming a single hair.

Yang Ming finally understood: In a place as big as the Sun Rim, the reincarnation envoy should be the biggest official position in the underworld, no wonder he is so coaxed.

Yang Ming crossed his hands and laughed three times, and said: "Hahaha, stupid, the labor and management are Chinese, what can you do with me? Surrender quickly, otherwise you won't even recognize your mother when you beat you!"

"Ahh

The monster withdrew half a step in shock, and the flowers on its head suddenly withered, and the eyes on the trunk of the tree turned around, and said, "Hmph! If you want me to surrender to you, it is simply impossible, I have never bowed my head like anyone since I became a priest!"

Yang Ming squinted his eyes and smiled, "Then what are your previous two masters?"

"You are really humorous, as a god, how can you recognize mortals as masters. Strictly speaking, Inoue Hirochi is nothing more than my nanny. I was among the blades just to find a place to live, and Inoue Hiroshi was the one who helped me take care of it. And Masahiro Yanagi, he is my partner, I lend him my power, and he is responsible for offering me to the high hall and being worshiped by all people. Do you understand now?" the monster squinted at Yang Ming, who roughly guessed that this was contempt for him.

Yang Ming listened to what the monster said made sense, so he nodded, and said, "I see! In addition to the above two ways, I don't know if there is any other way to drive your strength?"

"Yes, you have to be stronger than me, otherwise, why do you dominate me?"

"Really?"

Yang Ming suddenly remembered that he still had a trick - Soul Technique! Soul Technique could forcibly control a spirit body that was not higher than his own level of cultivation, and this monster was not a spirit body?

The monster stopped in place proudly, its nostrils were facing Yang Ming, its eyes were looking at the sky, and it stole a glance at Yang Ming from time to time, and suddenly he saw Yang Ming showing a wicked smile, and the leaves on his body couldn't help but rustle, and only a few flowers on the ground were also suddenly closed, which was quite similar to the human chrysanthemum.

Yang Ming's eyes flickered, the monster suddenly felt a little uncontrollable, the vines in his hands slowly crawled towards the crown on his head, and the monster shouted in his heart: "What's going on? What's going on? Why is my body suddenly out of control?"

"Hey, hey, is it fun?"

Yang Ming's voice sounded in his mind, and the monster glanced at it, and Yang Ming really looked proud.

"What kind of indiscriminate means does this kid use, and why can he control me? Eh, don't pull it out, you can't pull it out, it won't look good if you pull it out!" The monster was thinking about it, and the vines had already climbed above its head, rolling a few green leaves into a ball, and there was a faint tendency to pull it up.

"What do you say now?

Yang Ming saw that the monster began to be anxious, and his face was even more cheap, don't look at this monster looks very strange, but he has a girl's heart that loves beauty, wait for me to break your girl's heart, see if you are still stubborn!

"Phew, you think that's ...... Ahh

"Are you convinced?" Yang Ming asked again.

"No, even if you kill me, I won't accept it!"

"Huh, huh?"

"Ahh

"Accept it or not!"

"Not convinced!"

"Ahh

It lasted for more than half an hour, Yang Ming was so tired that he was in a trance, if it wasn't for the cultivation of the previous few days, he might not have been able to hold it for a long time.

On the other hand, the monster on the opposite side has now become a four-way stump waiting to be processed, but Yang Ming, in his heart of compassion, did not move a single flower on the monster's body.

The monster peekily glanced at Yang Ming, thinking that this frenzied guy had been impressed by him, but he didn't expect him to suddenly show that devilish smile again, the monster only felt that his tentacles climbed up to the top of his head, slowly, carefully, little by little, a flower was rolled, and the monster's heart was also raised little by little.

The monster who had long been on the verge of collapse could still endure this kind of torture, and before Yang Ming could ask, he cried and begged for mercy: "Hero, let go of my beloved Huahua! Without my beloved Huahua, I would be better off than dead! I will obey you, I will obey you! Hurry up and let go! Let go!"

Yang Ming let go proudly, and the moment he let go, the monster hid far away like a child, carefully protecting a few flowers on his bald head, looking left and right, and caring for him, and he couldn't put it down.

"Words count!"

The sky was already bright, and Yang Ming no longer teased the poor guy, and withdrew the Yuan Shen with a single sentence.

The air in the early morning is exceptionally fresh, and the food is clear and turbid, and the mind is refreshed.

Hanako woke up on time, and the newlywed Yan'er naturally had some shy love words, and after a little pastime, the two cleaned up and walked out of the door.

In the dojo, the other disciples were also ready to go, one by one they raised their heads and looked high-spirited, I don't know what medicine Sakuragi Jiro took wrong, from the moment Yang Ming appeared, his eyes never left Yang Ming, with an excited expression, the light in his eyes flashed, like a!

Yang Ming was uncomfortable, so he asked politely, "Second Senior Brother, how are you recovering from your injuries?"

"Thanks to you Hongfu, several of us have recovered and are in good condition!" As if he had been preparing a speech for a long time, Jiro Sakuragi spoke smoothly even though his voice trembled with excitement.

"Huh...... That's good!" Yang Ming scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, this guy Sakuragi Jiro shouldn't be abnormal in sexual orientation, right?

"Yang Ming, you don't know yet, before you came, the second senior brother praised you to the sky. I heard him say that you and Shochiwa fought and still had the upper hand, is this true?"

A big-breasted girl came to Yang Ming familiarly, and before Yang Ming could speak, Sakuragi Jiro was upset: "Yiren, do you not believe what I said or do you not believe that Yang Ming has this strength or what's the matter?" I tell you, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me, if you don't believe Yang Ming, I'll be in a hurry with you!"

As soon as he heard that Sakuragi Jiro was so anxious that his northeast accent rushed out, Kagura Ito looked at Sakuragi Jiro with disgust and said, "What's the matter, don't I just want to say a few words to Yang Ming?

Originally, it was just a casual joke question, but I didn't expect Sakuragi Jiro to suddenly blush, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, Yiren? How can I be a? Even if Yang Mingren is handsome, rich, and capable, and has great ability, it's not enough to bend me, okay?"

The air was suddenly quiet, and Yang Ming covered his face and said secretly: "Big brother, I beg you not to explain!