Zhu Lang looked at Zhou Yang and looked at him strangely, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you looking at, Ge Laozi." Say, hurry up and find out what the hell is going on with Lao Tzu, hurry up and say a few words, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, don't delay Lao Tzu to drink!"

When Zhou Yang heard this, this Zhu Lang was quite angry, and he just secretly slandered himself in his heart, so he restrained his mind and hurriedly told what happened to Ruolan and the abnormal situation of her body, wanting to hear if there was a countermeasure to this seemingly omnipotent teaching.

When Zhu Lang heard Zhou Yang's complaint, he changed his lazy appearance, grabbed Ruolan's little hand with a solemn face, and looked at it for a long time before he gently put it down, his face was a little strangely surprised.

"The cold in the body, is it a cold attribute physique?"

His eyes lit up, looking at Xiao Ruolan, not very sure.

Ruolan looked at Zhu Lang's fierce eyes, pulled the corner of Zhou Yang's clothes, and quietly hid behind him, like an ostrich.

"Don't worry about her for the time being, maybe it's because of her accident that caused a special phenomenon, observe, observe, observe, observe, observe, observe, ......observe, ob

As if he felt that he had not judged exactly, Zhu Lang scratched the back of his head with his big hand a little embarrassed, and with a roll of his eyes, he changed the topic.

"You kid handled the matter in the inscription shop just now, show this sword of unknown origin first, so that others will not suspect you. However, the last time I was in the back mountain, you kid was a little impulsive. ”

This...... This......

When Zhou Yang heard this, a monstrous wave set off in his mind.

What does Zhu Lang mean by this, he just came to the inscription shop, he seems to know everything, and he seems to know that he dragged Fang Dazhi and them to appraise it, it is on purpose, does he know the origin of my sword? This, this is impossible!

This old fox!

Zhou Yang's heart tightened, if Zhu Lang knew the origin of this sword, it would not be a good thing for him.

Just as he was nervous, Zhu Lang let out a hearty laugh.

"Stinky boy, even Lao Tzu dares to doubt it. Hehehehe, don't worry, no one is interested in knowing your little secret. ”

Seeing that Zhu Lang looked like a ghost and could gain insight into his inner world, Zhou Yang had a deeper understanding of Zhu Lang, and he had always thought that this old guy was just a mouthful, but he didn't expect that he really had a lot of belly goods.

Like a thief, he left Zhu Lang's courtyard as if he was fleeing, leaving Zhu Lang laughing alone.

Walking on the road, Zhu Lang's last warning was still echoing in Zhou Yang's ears.

"When you want to kill someone, you must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so as not to leave any trouble. Just like that half-demon, if you don't have the strength to kill him, you will definitely have endless troubles! Although on that day, you kid was lucky to succeed, but not every time there will be such a fluke. Remember, boy, strength, only strength is the greatest reliance of a martial artist!"

"In addition, in the recent past, stay in the Qinglong Hall with Lao Tzu, and don't run around outside. I've got a room packed for you, so stay there." ”

"Don't run around? It seems that he is also talking about the Zheng family. In this way, the Zheng family doesn't want to let me go easily, so let's keep a low profile and hide for a while. ”

Zhou Yang knew that now was not the time to be reckless.

Where there is life, there is hope!

Don't die when the time comes, there is nothing to report the negative, and there is nowhere to go.

Therefore, Zhou Yang stayed in the Qinglong Palace, usually practiced martial arts, and occasionally accompanied Ruolan to walk around, and it was quiet at the end of the day.

It's just that his recent cultivation has not been particularly satisfying to him.

Although he had reached the Qi Acceptance Realm of the fourth layer of Qi refining, it stands to reason that he was familiar with the road, as long as he cultivated it, he naturally did not have any mood problems, and he could break through directly. And the artistic conception comprehension on Anqing Street a few days ago made him feel at ease, and he didn't have to worry about the bottleneck of cultivation at all.

However, this cultivation was slow to reach the Great Perfection of the Bone Refining Realm, so he was on this hurdle for a few days without moving.

As Zhu Lang said, although his cultivation has recovered and his comprehension has also improved greatly, his qualifications have decreased a lot.

The range of sensing heaven and earth vitality has decreased, and of course there will be a feeling of slow cultivation.

Just when he was sad and a little helpless, Ruolan seemed to see through his mind and said in a childish voice: "Big brother, don't worry. Mom often told Ruolan that as long as she worked hard, she could do anything. But, but ...... I still miss my mom......"

Ruolan forcibly suppressed her tears, trying not to let it fall, and looked at Zhou Yang pitifully, wanting to cry but not daring to cry, for fear of making Zhou Yang unhappy.

When Zhou Yang heard this, he hugged Ruolan, stroked her hair and said, "Ruolan is good, Ruolan understands everything." Cry if you want to, big brother won't be angry. ”

Ay!

This poor child!

However, Ruolan is also right, as long as you work hard, as long as you persevere, what can't be done!

I'm still too anxious!Zhou Yang secretly thought.

Staying in the Qinglong Hall all day, the gate does not go out of the two doors, but it makes me a little distracted.

After so many days, the people of the Zheng family should not still be in Anqing City. Moreover, Ruolan's mother's first seven arrived, and she should also be asked to see her mother.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang looked at Ruolan who was holding back her grief and sobbing in her arms, and comforted: "Ruolan, let's go see your mother, okay?"

"Hmm. ”

Ruolan nodded, with a few tears on her little face, which made people feel very heartbroken.

Wearing the Zhige Sword and holding Ruolan's little hand, Zhou Yang walked out of the Qinglong Hall for the first time in several days.

Taking a long breath, Zhou Yang felt like he was out of the cage.

Whatever the reason, the loss of freedom is really uncomfortable.

Walking towards the mountain behind Anqing City, Zhou Yang couldn't appreciate the spring flowers blooming along the way, and walked straight towards the Horror Cliff in Ruolan's eager gaze.

......

Not long after Zhou Yang left the Blue Dragon Palace, a blue-clothed silk boy quickly ran out of the disciples of the Blue Dragon Palace.

The young man quickly rushed to the street, looked in the direction of Zhou Yang's departure, clenched his hands into fists, his teeth cracked, and his face turned blue and white. After a long while, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and as if he had made up his mind, he ran towards the largest restaurant in Anqing City.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The young man in blue came to a guest room in the restaurant and knocked on the door hurriedly.

"Who!"

A cold voice came out, and then a mighty old man in gray opened the door and stared at the young man in blue who was standing as if he were staring at a dead man.

"I'm looking for Zheng Zhaoyang, the third young man of the Zheng family, and I have something important to report to him. ”