Zhang Muyang, who had eaten a meal, waved his hand, did not take away a cloud, and floated away. Only the physically and mentally exhausted Wu Xiaotian brothers and sisters were left, falling to the ground, full of doubts about the world.

Zhang Muyang, who was almost worshiped by them like a god before, Zhang Zhenren, a powerful monk in the Jindan period, Zhang Muyang, who can rival a country by himself, is actually a foodie.

And it's an out-and-out foodie, can you believe this? When this news spreads, who can believe it, and who wants to believe it.

Wu Xiaoyun lay in his brother's arms and asked, "Brother, do you say that only foodies can have a cultivation as powerful as Zhang Zhenren." ”

Wu Xiaotian glanced at his sister and said, "Don't dream, eat if you want, and find so many reasons and excuses for yourself." ”

Just as their brother and sister were resting, suddenly not far away, there was a sound of laughter, and there should be a lot of people listening to the situation.

The Wu family brothers and sisters, who were still lying on the ground, quickly got up, there were a lot of people coming, and they didn't know who they were, and after glancing at each other, they decided to leave.

In the situation just now, the two brothers and sisters were really physically and mentally exhausted, and they didn't have much energy, so they chose to withdraw first.

But in this world, things are often not as good as they should be, and sometimes, they are too far from what they expected.

They walked for an hour and found that the group was still following them, not far away, as if they had come to follow them.

The brothers and sisters of the Wu family discussed it for a while and decided not to leave again, since a big demon king like Zhang Muyang, they can all escape under his hands, what else can't be dealt with, since they can't escape, then there is only a hard bar.

When they were ready to fight to the death, Zhang Muchen appeared, licking her with a husky dog face, and as soon as she appeared, she pointed at Wu Xiaotian and said, "You are the sister control madman?"

As soon as this title was shouted, Wu Xiaotian suddenly felt that he was finished, he was the descendant of Wudang Mountain, and he actually had such a reputation, which made him how to go to the rivers and lakes in the future, and how to meet Jiangdong's father.

The angry Wu Xiaotian hadn't made a move yet, his sister couldn't bear it anymore, the long sword in her hand pointed to the ground, and shouted at Zhang Muchen: "Where did you come from, the turtle grandson, talking nonsense here, squirting feces all over your mouth." ”

Yell?

Zhang Muchen, who was scolded, suddenly came to his senses, after so many years, usually others either conspire and calculate, or fight with her, or go around the pillar. I didn't expect that today, there was someone who could scold her.

Zhang Muchen immediately restrained his subordinates and ordered them not to make a move, other Zhang Muchen may not be as good, but when it comes to scolding, Hushichen is not weaker than others, and he claims to have never lost.

And so.

The scene seemed somewhat out of control.

The monks under Zhang Muchen hid their faces one by one, because the scene was really spicy, they were monks, they were different from mortals, how could they be full of vulgar words?

On the other hand, Wu Xiaotian was deeply remorseful, he felt that his sister must be his responsibility for saying so many vulgar words, it was he who did not educate his sister well, so that she could learn so many unbearable languages.

However, the two sides of the scolding are a sense of sympathy on their faces, and the eyes of Bi Chi collide with sparks, and there is a sense of fate that this person is my lifelong enemy.

Maybe it was because he was tired of scolding, Zhang Muchen nodded and said: "Brother control opposite, you are very good, among the people I Zhang Muchen has seen in my life, you are among the best." ”

Wu Xiaoyun didn't dare to show weakness at all, she said: "Each other, among the people I Wu Xiaoyun knows, you are also rare in the world." ”

It was easy to wait for them to finish scolding, and Wu Xiaotian, who was about to finish leaving, was full of excitement, he looked at Zhang Muchen in disbelief, and asked, "Wait, you just said, your name is Zhang Muchen? Zhang Zhenren is your brother?"

In this world, the only one who can afford the three words Zhang Zhenren is Zhang Muyang, so Zhang Muchen nodded without hesitation and said, "It's me." ”

Mmp

This is to ask for the life of his mother, why is his life so bitter, so he sent away Zhang Muyang's killing god, how did he meet Zhang Muchen, the plague god, is this God playing with them?

Wu Xiaotian's face was full of sadness, if this is later, his sister and the other party will fight, and he will not have to live, maybe directly, wipe his neck and die, maybe it will be more happy.

Wu Xiaoyun was also frightened, but the scolding just ended, she can't be weak, isn't she just a death? Anyway, she has been dead for a while just now, and she doesn't care.

Fortunately, Zhang Muchen is not the kind of person who bullies others and sees that someone is not dealing with him, and he wants to kill the whole family. After fighting against Wu Xiaoyun, she felt a sense of sympathy.

"Wu Xiaotian, Wu Xiaoyun. ”

After someone beside Zhang Muchen muttered, he said behind her: "These two people should be under the Wudang sect, they have been in contact with us before, and some time ago, they also helped." ”

With this relationship, Zhang Muchen has no embarrassment anymore, anyway, she didn't want to do anything before, the reason why she chased after her was because her brother, Zhang Muyang wrote to her, saying that there are two good cooks here.

Zhang Muchen, who is feeling bored, naturally will not miss the opportunity to taste delicious. She walked forward and said, "Two chefs, can I taste the three fresh?"

This dish is Zhang Muyang's favorite dish, although it is very ordinary, but under Wu Xiaoyun's hands, it has made a different taste.

Wu Xiaotian's brother and sister looked confused, did they really become cooks?

Not to mention, Zhang Muchen's next life.

At this time, Zhang Muyang had already rushed back to Zhang's house.

After a period of upheaval with his children, Zhang Muyang entered the time of the sage, holding a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, chewing the spirit fruit handed over by Ling'er.

That's how life should be.

Ling Bing is disdainful of this, although she also likes this kind of warm moment, but she is thin-skinned and always refuses, messing around with Zhang Muyang, the previous double phoenix and one dragon are already her biggest compromise.

In this regard, Zhang Muyang is not in a hurry, anyway, there is time, he always wants the woman in front of him to give in, after all, he has taken a big step forward now, hasn't he?

After the warmth, Zhang Muyang said, "Are you willing to accompany me to Europe?"

"Where to go, Europe?"

Zhang Muyang nodded and said: "When I just came back, I suddenly felt in my heart that there will be great changes in Europe, where will I go." ”

I thought I was going to play, but now that I have done something, Ling Bing frowned and said: "Don't go, me and Sister Ling'er, now that our cultivation has reached a critical time, don't waste time, you have already walked too far ahead of us, we always have to catch up." ”

Zhang Muyang listened to it and persuaded a few more words, but the second daughter's mind was very firm, and he had no choice, but for Zhang Muyang to go to Europe, not to mess with flowers and grass, Zhang Muyang came to the plum blossom two lanes again, Sanyang Kaitai, extending in all directions, five blessings, six six Shun, seven up and eight down.

On this day, Zhang Muyang, who was tired, couldn't straighten his waist.

(End of chapter)