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Although the Guangcheng Mountain family has a great cause, it is still not a problem to raise such a big guy, and Yan Zhaoge has now also obtained the right to prioritize the allocation of resources.

From Yan Zhaoge himself, he is very willing to be a local tyrant and throw money lavishly.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Yan Zhaoge thought of a material that could be used as food for this giant panda after being refined by a special method.

Moreover, this material has a high yield, low price, and the effect is better than that of ordinary ore refined iron, which is completely a model of high quality and low price.

Regarding its name, Yan Zhaoge prepared two alternatives very spoofed.

One, it's called Panpan.

The other one is called Fat Tiger.

Regarding the latter plan, Yan Zhaoge's idea is that the next pet will be named Xiaofu, and the next pet will be called Nobita......

These are all bad tastes under Yan Zhaoge's boredom, but they are not enough for outsiders.

"Tsk, which one is better? Yan Zhaoge smiled and looked at the giant panda in front of him.

The very intelligent mountain beast, its huge body trembled slightly, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Yan Zhaoge patted its head with a smile, and then raised his eyes to look into the distance.

They were still on the island, which was limited in size, and it wasn't hard to find anyone else.

Before Yan Zhaoge could take a step, his eyes swept and he saw a figure in green clothes in the distance, walking towards him.

The one who came was the young female disciple of the Turbidity Wave Pavilion, Zhang Yao.

The round-faced girl saw Yan Zhaoge and beside him. Although it is huge, the giant panda that looks docile and cute suddenly relaxed.

"Senior Brother Yan, has you already subdued this mountain pike?" Zhang Yao approached curiously.

The giant panda lazily rolled over on the ground, obsessed and cute, which made Zhang Yao feel good.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge grinned: "In the end, you are still young, and you have no resistance to this kind of cute goods." ”

Zhang Yao asked cautiously, "Senior Brother Yan." Can I touch it?"

Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look at the big guy beside him, and saw his casual appearance, and he did not resist.

So Yan Zhaoge nodded: "Yes." ”

Zhang Yao suddenly cheered and leaned forward.

She was busy getting close to the giant panda, and Yan Zhaoge asked, "That person with a bow and arrows is not a martial artist of your sect, right?"

Zhang Yao woke up and replied, "Let Senior Brother Yan smile, that person is not a martial artist of this sect, he should be a martial artist of Chuzhou in Zeyu where this Qingsha Lake is located." ”

"I haven't seen it. But if you can enter the Qingsha Lake Formation, you should be from a first- or second-rate force close to your own sect, or a lone martial artist. ”

"He must have just wanted to capture the mountain and didn't spot us, and he wasn't hostile. ”

Although she is young and her cultivation is still in the realm of Neigang, this round-faced girl is the core descendant of the Turbidity Wave Pavilion.

Although the cultivation is not as good as that. But in terms of identity treatment, it is the same as Xie Youchan and Ruan Ping.

Yan Zhaoge could see it. Zhang Yao's experience also belongs to the relatively shallow category.

However, to be able to become a descendant disciple of a holy land-level force, there is absolutely no doubt about the potential and strength of martial arts talent.

Although I hadn't seen Zhang Yao do it, but along the way, Yan Zhaoge watched her improve her body and lighten her up. In terms of breathing and breathing, as long as there is no lack of actual combat experience, it should not be weaker than Hou Xiang, a disciple of Cangmang Mountain who he had seen in Yunzhao Mountain before.

After hearing Zhang Yao's words, Yan Zhaoge shook his head with a smile: "Well, I know." ”

"What's more. Even if you know we're there, it's fine, this one...... Well, this mountain pico, if you don't take it from the Turbid Wave Pavilion itself, it can be counted as an ownerless thing. ”

"Whoever can get the ownerless thing depends on their ability, but if he attacks me, then I will not show mercy. ”

Zhang Yao smiled slightly: "He can't compete with you, Senior Brother Yan." ”

Yan Zhao Geyan said: "Go and find the others, this island is not large, it is estimated that if you shout, Senior Sister Xie and Ah Hu will be able to hear it." ”

Gradually getting acquainted, Zhang Yao was not so restrained in front of Yan Zhaoge, and said with a smile: "If I shout, I'm afraid the voice is still not loud enough." ”

Yan Zhao Gewaner: "I didn't say that you should shout." ”

After that, he immediately looked up to the sky and roared, like a dragon chanting in the sky.

Zhang Yao was on the side, just listening, and he felt his heart turbulent, and his whole body was unstable.

"Senior Brother Yan is so high-level of cultivation. Zhang Yao secretly spoke, although she has little experience, she has seen a lot of masters.

Turbidity Lang Pavilion and Guangcheng Mountain are tied for the six holy lands of the Eight Great Worlds, how can there be fewer martial artists in the innate realm in the gate?

But after Zhang Yao recalled, he found that among the people he had seen, there seemed to be no one who could compare to Yan Zhaoge in front of him.

Although he had not really fought against each other, Zhang Yao thought about it carefully, and Ruan Ping, who was in the middle of the congenital realm, was probably no match for Yan Zhaoge.

Thinking of Ruan Ping's intention to test Yan Zhao Ge before, Zhang Yao couldn't help but shake his head slightly: "Fortunately, Senior Brother Ruan didn't really do it......"

Seeing that Yan Zhaoge stopped whistling, Zhang Yao said, "Senior Sister Xie and that eldest brother should rush over to meet after hearing this, let's wait in place, okay?"

Yan Zhaoge didn't answer, but looked in another direction.

Zhang Yao asked curiously, "Senior Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "There are other people on the island. ”

When Fang had just howled, Yan Zhao Ge clearly felt that there was a fluctuation of martial arts in the distance.

Then the other party began to approach this side, without concealing his whereabouts.

When the other party got closer and closer, Yan Zhaoge carefully perceived and distinguished, but found that his martial arts path was neither Ah Hu nor Xie Youciao.

Later, even Zhang Yao could sense the existence of the other party, and heavy footsteps sounded in his ears.

With each step, the earth seemed to shake slightly, as if a majestic mountain was walking.

"The Vast Mountain Warrior, the late innate stage grandmaster. Yan Zhaoge already knew in his heart, and the next moment he saw a tall figure walking out of the bamboo forest in the distance.

The person who came was about thirty years old, and his eyes faintly flashed with bloodthirsty brilliance, and it was the core disciple of Cangmang Mountain, Liu Shengfeng.

Yan Zhaoge looked at it and saw that Liu Shengfeng was holding a person's leg in his hand and dragging the person upside down on the ground to walk.

The person who was caught by Liu Shengfeng was clearly the middle-aged martial artist who attacked the mountain with an explosive spirit arrow just now.

I saw that one leg of this middle-aged warrior was grabbed by Liu Shengfeng, and the other leg was broken at the knee, and the blood flowed like an infusion, dragging a long blood mark on the ground, soaking the bamboo leaves that fell on the ground.

In Liu Shengfeng's other hand, he grabbed the longbow of the middle-aged martial artist.

He let go of the middle-aged warrior's leg, and in addition to the broken leg, the middle-aged warrior had many other serious injuries, as if the bones of his whole body had been broken.

The middle-aged warrior was dying, and at this moment he was finally out of trouble, and wanted to struggle, Liu Shengfeng, who was nightmarish for him, squatted down.

Liu Shengfeng raised his head and smiled at Yan Zhao Ge and Zhang Yao, and the bowstring of the longbow in his hand was strangled on the neck of the middle-aged martial artist.

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