Everyone was frightened by the terrifying scene in front of them, and their faces were bloodless, especially those men who had been hideous just now, all of them struggled desperately, roaring, and scolding angrily.

Like a long snake, the earth and stones climbed up along everyone's legs, and in the blink of an eye, they didn't reach their knees, and no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't break this layer of prohibition.

Especially the young monk who poked Yang Zhen's little raisin with a sword with a furious face, scolding Yang Zhen the most fiercely.

Yang Zhen turned his face to look at the young monk, and with a thought, a stone suddenly raised his head and rushed towards the young monk's ass.

"Whew!"

A sour scream of pain came, and the young monk's mouth immediately cleared, his legs pressed together, and he pushed forward, trying to pull his ass out of the earth-stone snake.

However it was all in vain, except for a quaint and eccentric singing voice wafting in.

"The chrysanthemum is broken, full of wounds, your smile has panicked......"

"Bastard, you ...... What have you done to me!" the young monk roared with grief and anger, his eyes glaring fiercely, and his expression was hideous with shame and pain.

Yang Zhen was amazed, and said slowly: "If I were you, you would settle down a little, because the things behind your ass will not only go in and out, but also get bigger, in case the Sao Sheng is not controlled well all of a sudden, and some wolf teeth will grow out, oh yo, damn, it's sour to think about!"

All those who heard this shuddered in unison and tilted their heads to look at the young monk.

"Childe, it's not good, Childe is injured!"

"Bastard, what did you do to Childe!"

"Gong ...... Childe, don't struggle anymore, that thing is ...... It's getting bigger!"

"What?"

The expressions of a group of people changed again and again, and what made Yang Zhen look confused was that one of the monks actually had bright eyes, staring at the buttocks of the boy in everyone's mouth, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Damn it!

Yang Zhen shuddered and turned to look, sighed, and said to the two women, "Why are you two still here?"

The two women were stunned, and the delicate young woman glanced at the painful and happy son with a strange expression, walked up to Yang Zhen, and knelt down with a puff.

Yang Zhen was startled, hurriedly stomped his foot, and two hands conjured from earth and stone helped the woman up, and asked in surprise: "Girl, what are you doing!"

A look of shame flashed on the woman's face, but tears flowed down, and she wanted to kneel, but she couldn't move, and said with tears in her eyes: "The son is very kind, Yang Hongye has nothing to repay, only to be a slave and a maid in the next life, and repay the righteousness of the son!"

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, walked up to Yang Hongye, pointed to his face and asked, "Am I not handsome?"

"......" Yang Hongye was stunned and asked in surprise: "Childe, what do you mean by being handsome?"

"Am I not handsome?" Yang Zhen stared at Yang Hongye and asked a different question.

Yang Hongye's expression was stunned when he heard this, his face suddenly turned red, he turned his head and nodded and said, "Gongzi is handsome and good, he is the only one in Hongye's life!"

Yang Zhen sighed, turned around and left, muttering to himself: "No, that's not what is written in the script, it doesn't mean that after the heroes save the beauty in the martial arts biography, only those ugly-looking knights will receive the reward of being a cow and a horse in the next life, are the handsome knights all beauties rewarding each other with their personal promises, damn, fairy tales are really all lies!"

Yang Hongye, who saw Yang Zhen actually turning around and leaving, looked stunned, and after hearing Yang Zhen's muttering words, his neck suddenly turned red with shame, and he secretly glanced at Yang Zhen, and stopped talking, but he was too ashamed to speak, so he could only stand in place.

The middle-aged woman stepped forward, took Yang Hongye's hand, and glanced at Yang Zhen meaningfully.

Yang Zhen ignored the two women, compared to the two of them, Yang Zhen was more interested in these fierce and vicious guys, because they should have good things on them, and they were at ease and very cool.

Coming to the middle-aged man, Yang Zhen glared at him viciously and asked, "Has the person surnamed Yang eaten your rice?"

"......" The middle-aged man shook his head in confusion.

Syllable!

Yang Zhen slapped the middle-aged man on the head, causing the middle-aged man to roll his eyes.

"The one surnamed Yang slept with your daughter-in-law?"

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Syllable!

Another heavy slap: "Damn, I didn't eat your rice, and I didn't sleep with your daughter-in-law, Ben Sao Sheng accidentally fell from the sky, but you are going to kill your surname Yang?"

The middle-aged man asked with a blank expression, "You have nothing to do with the Yang family?"

"Which Yang family?"

"Cambrian City, Yang family!" said the middle-aged man through gritted teeth.

Hearing these five words of the Yang family in Cambrian City, the two women behind Yang Zhen were shocked, staring at the middle-aged man with a sad and angry face.

Yang Zhen looked at the surrounding environment blankly, and muttered to himself in astonishment: "Cambrian City, damn, I'm here to go to the Northern Cold Country?"

How is this possible?

There are thousands of miles from the spiritual road to the Northern Han Country, and Yang Zhen actually traveled so far under the chaos of the underground?

This...... Fortunately, it didn't go directly to the magma layer, otherwise it would have smoked with a snort, wouldn't there be even bones left?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen was suddenly afraid, and secretly decided that it would be better to use less land hiding techniques to run around underground in the future, mainly because this thing was too uncertain.

Seeing the suspicious expression on Yang Zhen's face, the middle-aged man seemed to think that Yang Zhen was jealous of Cambrian City, a trace of gloom flashed on his face, and he said in a low voice: "I am a member of the Cambrian Fang family, boy, since you have heard of Cambrian City, you should know that our family's influence in Cambrian City is ......."

Yang Zhen looked at the man stupidly, he really didn't know which eye of this calf saw that he had heard of Cambrian City.

"Uh-huh......"

Yang Zhen waved his hand casually, and the middle-aged man suddenly turned into a terracotta warrior and was speechless, turned to look at the two women and asked, "What's the matter, you two have a grudge?"

The two girls burst into tears when they heard this, the middle-aged woman looked resentful, gritted her teeth and said: "The Fang family has a relationship with the Beiyu Lingxue Palace for some reason, when the old palace master of the Lingxue Palace celebrates his birthday, and wants to prepare some big gifts, this is originally a fortunate thing in Cambrian City, and even if the Fang family and the Lingxue Palace get closer, the entire Northern Han Kingdom will be favored, but it is just ......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman choked up, and the delicate young woman said in a deep voice: "It's just that the Fang family didn't know where to know that the old palace master of the Lingxue Palace loved all kinds of ink treasures in his life, and the more talented the ink treasure, the more he could get the favor of the old palace master......"

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, nodded and asked with a strange expression: "It's unfortunate that your Yang family happens to have such a Mobao?"

The two girls were shocked when they heard this, and nodded bitterly.

Grievances in the rivers and lakes, why bother?

Yang Zhen Yang Zhen shook his head and sighed, clapped his hands, and the middle-aged man's face was broken.

Without waiting for the middle-aged monk to speak, Yang Zhen turned his head and asked, "When will the old palace master of the Spirit Palace pass his birthday?"

“......”

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression, and suddenly felt a round thing on his buttocks on it, and his face suddenly changed, and he said in shock: "Half a moon later!"

"When are you leaving?" asked Yang Zhen with an excited face.

A trace of doubt flashed on the middle-aged man's face, and he said coldly: "We will set off the day after tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, Yang Hongye and the two girls immediately breathed a sigh of relief, there are still two days left, and they won't be too rushed to kill the Fang family if they want to come to the Fang family.

Yang Zhen was directly happy when he heard this, and with a wave of his hand, he untied the prohibition on everyone's body, put his arm around the middle-aged man's shoulders and said: "Oh, we really don't know each other, you and I hit it off at first sight, and we are in love, phew, we have a similar temperament, go, take me to your house!"

"Go...... Go to my house?" The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a wary expression and asked, "What are you doing at my house?"

"Naturally, I slept with your daughter-in-law...... Yang Zhen opened his mouth and came, and then hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, in fact, I want to go to Beiyu, just to take a ride with you!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, looked strange and asked in disbelief, "Are you sure you want to go?"

Yang Hongye's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly said: "Son, the ancestor of the Fang family is a powerhouse in the Divine Journey Realm!"

(End of chapter)