Chapter 142: What Should Come Will Still Come
Just when Venerable Huamao wanted to stop this battle.
The situation in the ring suddenly changed.
Ma Zeyu didn't know why he suddenly threw the long sword in his hand to the ground.
He closed his eyes and felt the flames emanating from Wang Ao's body.
Venerable Hua Mao was stunned, is this Ma Zeyu about to be promoted to the Dan Breaking Period?
It's just nonsense.
Ma Zeyu didn't know what kind of [Burning Flame Eight Changes] this kid was using by Wang Ao.
It's just a cancer, and if you accidentally turn their Sword Yun Sect into a bald sect.
But seeing that Ma Zeyu was about to be promoted to the Breaking Dan Period, he couldn't interrupt it.
What can I do?
Wang Ao was already burned with anger at this moment.
Maybe it's because the [Burning Flame Eight Changes] is too domineering.
Coupled with the reason why he played a real fire, he just wanted a vigorous explosion at the moment.
At this moment, the golden flames on his body became brighter and brighter.
Zhang Yang, Venerable Huamao, all have black lines on their faces.
This bastard has to come again.
Zhang Yang hurriedly said to Hua Yu next to him: "Go and stop this bastard boy for me." ”
Nonsense, if you burn all the inner disciples of the entire Sword Yun Sect to bald heads.
Thinking of that scene, Zhang Yang, a cheap grandfather, is not easy to use.
Hua Yu glanced at Zhang Yang dissatisfied, but still listened to his words, waved her hand and threw Wang Ao into the space she had opened up.
After that Wang Ao disappeared.
Ma Zeyu opened his eyes strangely, and the momentum of the burning sky disappeared.
looked at Wang Ao, who had disappeared, and listened to the boos under the ring.
Ma Zeyu lowered his head, his promotion was interrupted, and this failed acting that could not fail again.
His decadence is even deeper.
He stood in the ring stunned, not moving.
After the disciples who scolded him and scolded him tired.
He still kept his head down and didn't move.
Venerable Hua Mao sighed and left.
------------------------------------- time dividing line.
Now, Sword Yun Zong.
Venerable Hua Mao came back to his senses and sighed deeply.
The second point is another reason why he is so upset.
It's Bai Keer's girl, since she worshiped the ancestor of Huayu as a disciple.
Raise your eyebrows all day long, and run in front of him from time to time, if you ignore it.
That girl will be like a bedbug pestering you, coughing all the time around you.
You have to wait until you call her Patriarch Bai before she will give up.
The entire Sword Yun Sect was made to jump by this Bai Ke'er.
No, this girl is here again, and there are two disciples of the Freedom Sect by her side.
He knew these two people, and they were the true disciples of the Zizai Sect, Wang Miaoyan and Yang Zhiheng.
Bai Ke'er walked up to Venerable Hua Mao with her head held high and coughed lightly, "These two don't need to be introduced by Ancestor Bai." ”
Venerable Hua Mao's face is black, the most powerful point of this girl is that as long as the Flower Language Patriarch is next to her.
is a well-behaved appearance, as long as the flower language ancestor is not around, then this girl is a demon.
Nonsense, he is the Venerable Huamao who has lived for thousands of years.
At this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, she called Patriarch Bai or something.
Don't be awkward, it's very awkward.
Uncomfortable!!
Wang Miaoyan and Yang Zhiheng saw Venerable Huamao making a big salute.
"The junior Wang Miaoyan has seen the sect master. ”
"Junior Yang Zhiheng, I have seen the sect master. ”
Venerable Hua Mao glanced at Bai Ke'er, who had a smug face, and only felt that his stomach hurt.
waved his hand at the two, "You are only two people from the Freedom Sect?"
Wang Miaoyan shook her head, "The junior heard that his brother Wang Ao was here, so he came here first. ”
The corners of Venerable Hua Mao's mouth twitched again, it turned out that Wang Ao's kid was this Wang Miaoyan's younger brother?
"I see, I still have affairs to deal with here, Ke'er, you take the two of you to find Wang Ao. ”
Bai Ke'er coughed lightly, "What did you call me?"
Venerable Hua Mao's eyes glared at Bai Ke'er viciously.
frightened her, and hurriedly led the two out of the hall.
Venerable Hua Mao sighed again, this was his thousandth fourteen and twenty-first sigh this week.
I'm so tired!!
I wonder I don't want to worry about all this anymore!!
I thought back to myself when I had just stepped into the spiritual practice.
How happy I was!!
On the other side, in the small courtyard where only luxury VIP guests of the Sword Yun Sect can live.
Zhang Yang squatted beside the soil where the seed had been planted, looking at the soil that was still unresponsive.
Not even a small shoot came out.
But if you take out the seeds that have been planted, if you can only grow a big baby or something, you will definitely lose.
I can only wait silently, a month.
Zhang Yang stood up and looked at the two people squatting in the corner.
Wang Ao and Ma Zeyu.
The two didn't say a word, and squatted in silence in the corner.
After returning from the ring that day, he was scolded by Zhang Yang, who is a director and screenwriter.
Nonsense, I can't remember a few simple lines.
Do you think you're making a TV series?
It can also be dubbed in the later stages of one, two, three, four.
This is a live broadcast, the soul is faint, and such a simple script can not be remembered well, it is simply a rice bucket.
Since then, Ma Zeyu seems to be more decadent, and Wang Ao is even more lost.
However, Zhang Yang didn't care about the changes in these two people at all.
Pull out the Cold Moon Knife from the scabbard.
Facing the sky, use the [Wind Breaking] move in the [Cloud Breaking Sword Codex].
There's no clogging or weirdness at all.
Zhang Yang felt very strange and asked Ma Zeyu, "What's the matter with using this Cold Moon Knife to use swordsmanship without the slightest weirdness?"
Ma Zeyu's answer was, "You're a monster." ”
Because Ma Zeyu was born with a sword body, he is very sensitive to the difference between a knife and a sword.
In particular, swordsmanship and swording are simply two extremes of existence, and it is impossible for them to coexist.
So Ma Zeyu didn't know how Zhang Yang used the long knife to use the sword technique.
Since Ma Zeyu couldn't say a word, Zhang Yang didn't care too much.
Anyway, he can use it.
Sitting on the stone bench, the Cold Moon Knife was placed on the stone table.
Drinking the tea made by the cold kite fairy, while enjoying the massage of the cold kite fairy's weak and boneless little hands.
Comfortable!!
At this moment, an angry voice resounded throughout the courtyard, "Zhang Yang!!"
Zhang Yang, who heard this voice, shuddered.
This voice is too familiar to him, it is Wang Miaoyan's voice.
He turned his head in surprise, but was blocked by the body of the cold kite fairy.
Gently dialed the cold kite fairy aside with his hand, and saw Wang Miaoyan with a pretty face, as well as Yang Zhiheng who gloated next to him, and Bai Keer, who didn't know why.
The cold kite fairy was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Yang's movements, and reached out to pinch his arm under habit.
I was very surprised to look at Zhang Yang, who didn't react at all, and Zhang Yang would let out a scream of killing pigs at ordinary times.
Wang Miaoyan looked at Zhang Yang coldly, "I thought you were forced by this woman's curse, and you were very reluctant to give in." ”
"I didn't expect you to enjoy this woman's service so much. ”
Zhang Yang stood up a little sneeringly and said to Wang Miaoyan: "I was originally coerced by this woman. ”
Wang Miaoyan's pretty face became colder and colder, and when she first entered the yard just now, she was immediately angry when she saw Zhang Yang's enjoyment.
When Wang Ao raised his head and looked at Wang Miaoyan at this time, he spoke: "Sister, brother-in-law was indeed forced. ”
Fairy Leng Kite snorted coldly, looked at Wang Miaoyan and said to Zhang Yang, "This is your other little lover?"
"Another little lover?" Wang Miaoyan looked at Zhang Yang with fire-breathing eyes, and stopped talking as soon as she wanted to speak.
Turning his head to look at Wang Ao, who had already walked to the side, he asked, "Wang Ao, you can tell my sister that this Zhang Yang has a few little lovers." ”
At this moment, a female voice sounded outside the courtyard, "Zhang Yang, you are so lively here, let me participate." ”
Zhang Yang's face was black, and he was also familiar with this voice, it was the perverted woman Nangong Lan.
Wang Ao counted his fingers one by one, which made Wang Miaoyan's anger more and more intense.
"Well, sister, the one named Nangong Lan outside counts as one, well, the valley master of Bixia Valley and Senior Sister Zhu count as two, well, by the way, there is also Miss Chi Jing from Feiyan Castle counts as one, plus my sister's words are five. ”
Zhang Yang has a black line, what the hell is Wang Ao's kid counting.
Even the cold kite fairy was stunned for a moment, and then it became angry, and the strength in her hand increased a little more and asked Zhang Yang, "Why is there still that Chi Jing girl from Feiyan Castle?"
Wang Miaoyan also crossed several meters to the other side of Zhangyang in one step. Stretched out his hand and pinched his other arm, "Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, I can't see it, it's only been a few months, and you've found so many women?"
"And that Sun Shirui is also your little lover, by the way, then Li Yueyi's master is also your little lover. ”
Zhang Yang was pinched to death, trying to break free, but to no avail.
"You guys, stop first!! I heard that I explained, it hurts!!"
Nangong Lan also walked into the small courtyard at this time, and Jilin, Xiaoqing, and Wang Ao, who were watching the play, couldn't help but shudder, and stayed away from this woman one after another.
Only Yang Zhiheng, who didn't know the truth, and Bai Ke'er were still standing in place.
Nangong Lan licked her lips and looked at Zhang Yang, and said slowly, "So I'm your little lover?"
Just as Zhang Yang was about to speak, Nangong Lan said, "Little lover, okay, I'll be your little lover from today onwards." ”
The cold kite fairy's face became heavier and heavier, increasing the strength in her hands.
The same is true for Wang Miaoyan.
Zhang Yang only felt that both arms were about to be pinched and lost consciousness, and said angrily to Nangong Lan, who was still adding fuel and vinegar.
"You crazy woman is here to make a fuss. ”
Nangong Lan showed a smile on her face like a spring breeze, "It turns out that I am still a crazy woman in your heart?
Nangong Lan bit her index finger and muttered after a while: "If you kill people here, it's not okay, right?"
Bai Ke'er was closest to Nangong Lan, and she was stunned for a long time when she heard her words, "Of course not." ”
Nangong Lan smiled at Bai Ke'er, "But what if you can't help but want to kill?"
Bai Ke'er took a step back, she felt fear for this woman.
Wang Miaoyan and Fairy Leng Kite stopped their movements at the same time and looked at Nangong Lan with a wary expression.
Fairy Leng Kite felt a throbbing in her heart, this woman's murderous aura had reached this level, and she turned out to be a person who had entered the Dao with killing.
Although Wang Miaoyan didn't know what was going on, the Nangong Lan in front of her made her feel vigilant in her heart.
When Zhang Yang saw Nangong Lan biting her index finger, the cold hairs on her body stood up.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and the Cold Moon Knife appeared in his hand, the long knife was unsheathed, and he looked at Nangong Lan with a wary face.
Only Yang Zhiheng in the audience was still confused, and suddenly became tense when he watched everyone.
Nangong Lan smiled lightly, took her index finger out of her mouth, and the blood fell to the ground along her fingertips.
She glanced at everyone and smiled, "Just kidding." ”
Just kidding? Zhang Yang didn't believe it, this woman slaughtered the whole street with a smile on her face before.
It's a terrible monster.
Zhang Yang felt that he had to stay away from this woman no matter what.
Otherwise, I don't know how I will die when the time comes.
"Lan'er, come back. A majestic voice rang out from the small courtyard next door, which was also a VIP.