Chapter 443 To the South
At the last moment, Haoran's righteous qi gushed like a spring, condensed like a wall, and Bai Lan's knee hit it with a crisp sound and was bounced away.
"I just want to take Lin Yixin away, why are you doing such a big fight?" Yang Ming was happy to meet Xiao Jing's blades, and there was no need to pretend to be modest when dealing with rivals in love. However, Bai Lan's intervention was a little incomprehensible.
"Yang Ming, why don't you wait for Xiao Xin to wake up and ask her if she is willing to go with you?" Bai Lan stared at Yang Ming cautiously, listening to Xiao Jing say that Yang Ming betrayed the Soul Management Bureau, and he didn't know if it was true or not.
Yang Ming was about to refute, but found that the scattered Shura stumps on the ground were actually glowing with blood, the muscles and flesh were expanding, and Kong Wu ejected powerfully, Yang Ming used the Tiangang prison cage to cover the whole body, and the Shura stump was completely unafraid, and smashed on the cage one after another, even if it was scorched black by electricity, the offensive was not reduced.
An earthen wall rose to split the battlefield into two pieces, and Xiao Jing carefully withdrew the puppet and stood across the wall from Yang Ming.
"Chase away the corpse monster, why don't you let Yang Ming heal Xiao Xin's injuries? Because you sigh at Xiao Xin all day long, why do you seem to be a different person as soon as Yang Ming appears?"
"Huang Mao, what kind of medicine did this kid Yang Ming give you? You protect him so much!" Xiao Jing's thoughts were all said by Huang Mao, and he was suddenly a little annoyed.
"Hehe, what I'm saying is just the truth, anyone can see that what Xiao Xin likes is Yang Ming, in Xiao Xin's eyes, you obviously don't even have a spare tire, are you afraid that Xiao Xin will wake up and go with Yang Ming, right? So you deliberately slandered Yang Ming. People like you are really disgusting!Bai Lan, do you really want to be in the company of people like him?" Huang Mao gritted his teeth and despised Xiao Jing, and then set his eyes on Bai Lan.
"Huang Mao, the Tao is not the same, Xiao Jing is the boss, I will do whatever he says!" Bai Lan replied unvetofully.
"Oh?" Bai Lan's eyes were unwavering, full of obedience to Xiao Jing, Huang Mao suddenly realized, no wonder the old woman has not been married for so many years, it turns out that she has already secretly promised Xiao Jing this guy, and now reasoning with her is tantamount to playing the piano to a cow.
"Huang Mao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! I, Xiao Jing, at least don't have that kind of sperm in my brain to take advantage of people's danger!" Xiao Jing glanced at Yang Ming with contempt.
As he spoke, two white ghost hands fell from the roof, Yang Ming's eyes were quick, a streamer sword trick was slashed out, and the ghost hand exploded, Yang Ming could completely feel every move in the room, including the soil more than a meter deep under Huang Mao's feet, and a stone dragon was carrying against the Shura King.
"Thousand Illusions Sword Technique!"
Blue blades shot out of the circle, and the walls were cut through the walls by the blades, and the rubble splattered, filling the room with dust. Just when Xiao Jing and the others fled from the ancient mansion in embarrassment, the ancient mansion collapsed.
"Xu Bowen, Chen Ergou, what are you two eating!" Xiao Jing had nowhere to vent his resentment, so he pointed the finger at the nerd Xu Bowen and the veterinarian Chen Ergou, who had been standing by.
"My space blockade is useless to him at all, besides, this is a private matter between the two of you, and I am not obligated to help you out. Xu Bowen pushed his glasses, and Xiao Jing couldn't refute the official response-style rhetoric, so he could only clench his fists hatefully, and secretly swore that he must break Yang Ming's body into pieces.
"Yang Ming, your heart is really big! Xiao Jing wants to put you to death, you can let him go, admire and admire!" Huang Mao despised Yang Ming's soft-heartedness, and laughed with a sneer.
"It's not that I don't want to kill him, it's that he has a treasure to protect him, and I can't help him at all. Yang Ming used all his strength to dispel the evil qi on Lin Yixin's body, the dagger pinned to his waist was cold, and he trembled wildly, Yang Ming regretted a little in his heart, he actually forgot about the dagger just now, otherwise maybe Xiao Jing would have been killed by him.
Haoran righteousness forced the evil qi on Lin Yixin's body, and the evil qi had nowhere to hide, as if it had been induced by the dagger, and returned to the dagger along Yang Ming's arm.
Yang Mingru got the treasure, the dagger danced a few times in his palm, and pierced towards a stone, with a grunt, without any resistance, the blade was all submerged into the stone, and he easily pulled out the dagger and looked at it, the blade was spotless, and there was no damage to it.
Yang Ming is in a good mood, with this baby, he will not be afraid of an opponent like an old turtle in the future.
"How is Xiao Xin?" Huang Mao couldn't help but step forward and ask when he saw Yang Ming playing with the knife on his own.
"She's fine, I'm going to take her home, so I'm leaving, Brother Huangmao. Yang Ming put away the dagger as he said and hugged Lin Yixin.
"Eh, wait, Yang Ming, do you have more than one house?" Huang Mao stopped Yang Ming and asked with a twist.
"What's the matter, as a staff member of the Soul Administration, is it possible that you still lack a house to live in?" Yang Ming asked curiously.
"To tell you the truth, I don't have it! I also rely on catching ghosts and watching feng shui to make a living, you know, who else believes in this society now? Even if there are ghosts, they have been caught by you guys who have overstepped their duties, so ......."
Huang Mao spread his hands pitifully, and Yang Ming smiled: "Come with me!"
"Oh! good brother! I really didn't see the wrong person, I told you, you will definitely not suffer a loss if you take me in, I Huang someone knows astronomy, geography, Wen Neng girl dresses up as Lori, and Wu Neng has eighteen postures......"
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"Hey, old lady, I'm really blind! Looking at the demeanor of the two of you who are a bit dignitary, I didn't expect you to be really a liar who eats and drinks together! Let me tell you, if you don't pay the money today, don't think about leaving!"
The purple air came from the east and the proprietress crossed her hands on her waist, and the shrew scolded the street-like blockade at the door, and the fat on her body kept trembling because of excessive anger.
Zhao Tong's father and son were bare-bodied, wearing only a pair of coarse cloth pants, hiding in the corner and shivering, it was cool last night, who would have thought that all the clothes were missing in the morning, and then they were blocked in the room by the proprietress, although he could use the air escape technique to escape, but if people want to see the dignified Shushan elder's appearance of not covering his body, he will definitely lose his night.
"You, you don't want my spirit stone to give you, that jade pendant is carved by a piece of spirit jade that I got by chance in the Tianshan Mountains, you can take it. Zhao Tong said weakly.
"Bah, just like you, who eats and drinks for nothing, can you still have good things on you? Hurry up and ask your family to send money, otherwise you will not be able to eat and walk around!" The proprietress stuffed the jade pendant in the spirit stone pile into her pocket, and pointed at Zhao Tong and his son and spitted and threatened.
"Call him!"
The proprietress gave an order, the waiter took out the mobile phone and handed it to Zhao Tong, Zhao Tong took the mobile phone tremblingly, looked at it over and over, and said confusedly: "Excuse me, how to drive this magic weapon?"
"Magic weapon, are you fucking pretending to be a Taoist priest and pretending to be crazy! You can't even use your mobile phone?" the waiter asked angrily.
"May I ask what is the mobile phone that the Taoist friend said?" Zhao Tong continued to look confused.
The waiter was completely stupid, turned around and shouted at the proprietress that "the proprietress is not good! These two may have escaped from a mental hospital!"
When a group of people in white coats appeared, Zhao Tong finally felt the warmth of this world, a group of people were like Taiyi Tianzun who rescued the suffering, Zhao Tong put back on his clothes, ending the most humiliating process in his life. This group of people also took him to a place full of obsession with Xiuzhen, where he stayed and provided all the food and clothing on weekdays, which was simply the treatment of a distinguished guest.
"Yang Yongxin, the king of thunder and lightning, is here, this seat does not kill unknown people, who is under the seat, report the name!"
"Even the King of Thunder and Lightning dares to be presumptuous! This seat is the ancient god king Long Aotian!
"Phew, take me a shock therapy!"
"The dragon is in the sky!"
The two madmen scolded each other sentence by sentence, and finally tore together, Zhao Yang suspiciously: "Dad, I think there seems to be something wrong with these people!"
"What do you know, I think that in my father's experience, they are in the same realm, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low, so this most primitive duel method is adopted, although it is a little indecent, but it is the most labor-saving and effective means. Zhao Tong coaxed.
"Hey, don't fight over there!Hey, the more you fight, the more fierce you get?" the two staff members hurriedly pulled the two madmen who were fighting away and locked them in the room.
"Dad, I think they seem to be crazy, just the one over there who looks like a normal person. Zhao Yang pointed in the direction of the gate, a social person wearing sunglasses and a coat was looking around, and after seeing an old man jumping on the ground, he ran over excitedly.
"Dad!" the man in sunglasses grabbed the old man's hand and burst into tears.
"Who are you? look like my son, if only he were as sensible as you, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do such a thing as a robbery!" the old man looked at the man in sunglasses a few times, and sighed.
"Dad! I'm your son Li Biao! Don't you know me? I've been released from prison, and I promise that in the future, I will be down-to-earth, change my mind, and be a new person! Dad, come back with me!" Li Biao knelt on the ground with a pout, and cried loudly.
"Nonsense! My unassuming son has been sentenced to a suspended death sentence and is not saved! Don't come to make me happy! I understand your kindness, stay where it is cool!"
The old man smiled stupidly, found a direction and knelt on the ground, and muttered: "Guanyin Bodhisattva bless, I must bless my son to be a good family......"
"Dad......"
Li Biao fell to his knees and wept silently, and after a long time, he spoke: "Dad, if you like to stay here, it's up to you! I'm going to go to the south, and I'll never come back if I don't get ahead!"
The three words "go to the south" fell into Zhao Tong's ears impartially, and he clearly remembered that the mysterious person on the Shu Road said that Yang Ming had gone to the south, and his originally muddy mind suddenly had a direction.