Chapter Seventy-Five: The Mystery of Life Experience

"When I left the Blue Dragon Palace, didn't I tell you, don't go deep, safety first, safety first, why didn't you obey!"

"I ...... I ......"

Zhou Yang didn't know how to explain, and getting the monkey wine was unexpected, if it weren't for the kidnapping of Lin Yi, it would have been impossible to enter the cave by mistake. [Ran^Text^Library] Now that I think about it, although the combat effectiveness of those monkey heads is average, it is already some distance away from the periphery of the Great Wilderness Mountain, and it is really a bit dangerous.

"However, it's hard for you to have such filial piety, and you still know how to bring good things back to Lao Tzu, even if you are spared this time. ”

Taking a deep sip of the monkey wine in the gourd, Zhu Lang's cheeks flushed, and his tone softened.

"Boy, tomorrow the templar selection, you can have confidence. ”

"I will take a place!"

Zhou Yang looked at Zhu Lang's irritable red face and said in a firm tone.

The main purpose of returning this time is to win a place in the church.

If you succeed in winning a place and enter the Holy Hall, you can not only escape the sniping of the Zheng family, but also temporarily put aside the grievances of the Lin family.

What's more, after Zhou Yang created his own redemption in the Demon Beast Forest, he knew that his knowledge was shallow, and he needed to recharge himself and improve his martial arts experience, so that he could truly stand in the forest of martial arts.

"Mom, that bazi, good wine, really good wine, the strength of the monkeys in the mountains is not good, and the kung fu of winemaking is hard to say. Boy, do you still have this wine? Drink a little more yourself, but the amount should not be too large each time, so that it can not only improve your cultivation, but also stimulate your * and achieve the effect of refining your body. ”

"Let's practice, teach Xi, I still have some of this monkey wine for myself. ”

Zhou Yang rarely saw Zhu Lang's expression, he brought back a lot of monkey wine from the Demon Beast Forest, he planned to let Zhu Lang try it, but he didn't expect that he would like it so much.

Since entering the Qinglong Palace, Zhu Lang has taken more care of Zhou Yang, although sometimes his face is not a face, but he has never given up on Zhou Yang, even when Zhou Yang lost his cultivation, he still regarded him as his disciple and tutored him seriously.

While he was thinking, Zhu Lang spoke.

"However, this wine doesn't have much effect on the old man, but it is very helpful for the martial arts cultivation of the middle level of Qi refining. Hey, take this half pot back and grow it well. ”

"No, I really do. ”

Zhou Yang felt that what Zhu Lang really liked, even if he could improve his cultivation more, it couldn't compare to this care. When he beat a little orphan, he remembered the people who were good to him deeply, and always wanted to find an opportunity to repay him.

"Hehehe, okay, I'll laugh at the old man, Ge Laozi, I didn't hurt you in vain. ”

Somehow, when Zhu Lang said this, Zhou Yang felt a sense of relief.

"I think I'm missing something?"

Secretly frowning, Zhou Yang was in a trance.

What is it exactly?

"That's right!"

Zhou Yang stood up suddenly, and let out an exclamation, startling Zhu Lang, and almost knocking over the wine glass in his hand.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing, you were shocked, you spilled all the wine, you can afford to accompany you. ”

"By the way, it's you, it's you!"

Zhou Yang had an inexplicable bright color in his eyes, pointing at Zhu Lang and speaking incoherently.

"This kid, isn't he evil in the Demon Beast Forest, he was stunned when he came back. ”

Zhu Lang looked at Zhou Yang suspiciously, and he didn't know which tendon he was making the wrong match.

"Bloody Hand Butcher!"

"You are a bloody butcher, yes, it's this tone, you can't be wrong, your voice, no matter how much it changes, you can't fool me!"

Zhou Yang's eyes were red, and this voice had been bothering him for a long time. He had always wanted to find the owner of the voice and ask him about his origins. Therefore, sensing Zhu Lang's uncontrollable voice because of his gaffe, he ran towards Zhu Lang, grabbed him by the collar, and said in a cruel voice: "Why did you lie to me, why did you follow me, secretly saved me many times, but usually perfunctory me as an ordinary teacher! You must know my life experience, why don't you tell me! You know, I think about it day and night, and every day I am trying to find you and find the life experience you told me!"

Zhou Yang let out a roar, as if he wanted to vent all the hardships of his orphan life for so many years to Zhu Lang, the only person who knew about it.

Since this Zhu Lang saved him again and again, he scared Zheng Zhaoyang away at the Horror Cliff in the back mountain of Anqing, and defeated Zheng Changgeng in the broken temple.

Then it couldn't be for him just because of the teachings of the Green Dragon Palace.

With so many disciples in the Blue Dragon Palace, if he could take care of all of them, wouldn't he be exhausted to death!

Therefore, Zhou Yang concluded that this Zhu Lang must be related to his own life, he must know who his parents are, he must know the inside story, and unravel the life experience of his "orphan"!

What's more, the famous bloody butcher is hidden in the small city of Anqing, and he is willing to take up a teaching position, if there is no cat in it, he will not believe it.

When Zhu Lang saw Zhou Yang's appearance, his face changed slightly, and he smiled instead, and said, "If I am a bloody butcher, if you dare to treat me like this, you are not afraid that I will slap you to death?"

He pulled Zhou Yang's hand away and said softly: "Child, you miss too much, you are in a trance, go back and rest early, and prepare for tomorrow's selection." ”

"Why? Why don't you tell me the truth of the matter, do you want me to live my whole life in a life without a past, do you just bear to watch me become a person with no memory. ”

"Why !!"

Zhou Yang let out a wolf-like howl, grabbed his hair, and squatted down with a whimper.

The person in front of him knew his life experience, but he didn't say it, and he still wanted to hide it, which made him suddenly lose his confidence in life.

"Hey!"

With a long sigh, Zhu Lang turned away with his hands behind his back.

"Sit down, son, it's time to tell you. ”

When Zhu Lang said this, his momentum changed greatly, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, with an endless killing aura, depressed and dull, like a king in the sea of corpses and blood, making people feel boundless majesty. However, this momentum is a little bit of a moment, and it only needs to recede like a tide in an instant. However, it was this short-term burst that also gave Zhou Yang the illusion of crossing life and death.

"After tomorrow, it's time for the deity to leave, so I'll tell you everything I can tell you today. ”

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up, and he stood up with a thud, looking at this big man who loved red robes with burning eyes. The tall back made Zhu Lang look very different than usual at this moment.

"The deity, you finally admit that you are the Bloody Hand Butcher?"

Zhou Yang wiped away his tears, stopped messing around, sat on the orange, and looked at Zhu Lang intently, for fear of missing any news about his life experience. You provide the latest, fastest and most complete free novel updates【】

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