Zheng, with a light crisp knife groan, all the wills of outsiders on the Qing Ying Divine Sword disappeared into the void.

Yang Zhen stroked him gently, and finally got another medium-grade spiritual weapon.

"Woo woo" The little follower's mouth was full of blood, and poor Xixi turned into the smallest and lay on Yang Zhen's feet, with a resentful expression, as if reminding Yang Zhen.

I've bitten my mouth, so let's make up for it with a spiritual artifact.

"Get out. Yang Zhen picked him up and threw him back into the Yan Emperor's jade seal.

He Chu'er had already received instructions from Yang Zhen inside, and immediately threw out two medium-grade treasures.

"Wow" the little follower's eyes were full of stars, and he hurriedly pounced, gobbled it up, and swallowed it in a few bites.

"Cards, cards, cards, cards. Listening to the little attendant's teeth and looking at the cruelty of the little attendant just now, He Chu'er was also shocked.

This has to eat the magic weapon all at once, even if it is a sect of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, it can't afford to raise it?

And the higher the quality of the magic weapon, the better, think about how many people in the Heavenly Emperor Gate have treasures, according to the way of eating the little follower, the treasures of the Heavenly Emperor Gate will be eaten clean by him in less than ten years, this is simply the ancestor of foodies, the divine beast of the loser.

Fortunately, in addition to the magic weapon, other precious metals are also eaten by the little follower, Yang Zhen swept the Tianbao Building, the Thunder Fire Sect, and the materials are there, He Chu'er According to Yang Zhen's instructions, he saw that he finished eating the magic weapon, and threw some metal materials for him to eat.

After the meal, the little attendant took a full distance, and walked to the side to continue sleeping with satisfaction, which was probably the best and fullest meal he had eaten with Yang Zhen for so long.

And He Chu'er stood on the side with a blank face, still thinking in his heart.

"Tiangang Crystal is worth 1.9 million, Hengjin Iron is worth 3.2 million, Yinxing Wood is worth 5.7 million - tin-platinum raw ore is worth 7.8 million-"

In the end, the two treasures were not counted, and the little follower had just eaten a meal and ate the materials worth 34 million lower grade Xuanqi Pills.

"He, he has to eat so much every day?" He Chu'er's voice trembled a little, he has to eat a low-grade spiritual weapon this month, not to mention a person, which sect raised it?

"It's every meal, not every day, it's okay if he doesn't move, let him fight the enemy, it's possible to eat ten meals a day. Yang Zhen shrugged his shoulders.

The little follower can't afford to be early, if you don't give him food, he won't shoot casually.

"Where is this little follower, this is raising a little ancestor. He Chu'er covered her mouth.

"Wow roar" The little follower probably heard it, and yelled at He Chu'er from afar, with a fierce look, not pity the jade at all.

"Don't mess around, Yang Zhen, you have offended the Heavenly Emperor Sect and are wanted by this sect, as long as you are willing to let me go, I promise to intercede with Senior Brother Xuanyi and let you return to the sect, and I will not blame the past." At this time, Murong Wan'er outside found that something was wrong, and hurriedly begged Yang Zhen for mercy.

Yang Zhen originally wanted to capture her into the Yan Emperor Jade Seal, but found that although she was sealed, she still had the will, unlike Su Jing and He Chu'er, who were brought into the spirit weapon after they were unconscious.

"Slut, death is on the verge of death, and there is so much nonsense, you dare to destroy my Yangjia Village, I want to make your life worse than death. Yang Zhen let out a sinister smile and raised the seal.

"What do you want to do? You don't mess around, Yang Zhen, in the same door, we can turn enemies into friends-" Murong Wan'er felt Yang Zhen's killing intent, and her heart became more and more afraid.

"Hmph. Yang Zhen's palm was forceful, squeaking, and the blisters of the seal in his hand began to deform.

"Ahh

"You puppy, you can't die well, Xuanyi will avenge me. Murong Wan'er knew that it was useless to beg for mercy, so she simply scolded angrily: "Even if you have supreme magical powers, the top-grade spiritual weapon is useless, you are destined not to be Ye Xuanyi's opponent, you will be trampled under Ye Xuanyi for the rest of your life, you don't have a seed at all, you don't dare to go back to the sect, you don't dare to face Ye Xuanyi, ahhhhhhhhhh

"You puppy, mongrel, species, waste, poor worm, finally one day you will be beaten into a dead dog by Ye Xuanyi, beaten into a dead dog, hahaha. Murong Wan'er was about to lose her mind, and she laughed when she scolded that she was already crazy in the back.

The more Yang Zhen listened, the more angry he became, he originally wanted to stun Murong Wan'er, and then grab back the Yandi Jade Seal, which was of another use, but when he heard this, he couldn't help it anymore: "Die." ”

is going to pinch Murong Wan'er to death.

"You are a waste, your woman Fang Huairou is going to marry Ye Xuanyi, you don't dare to go back, ah-hahaha, presumably now, Fang Huairou is riding under Ye Xuanyi, tactfully Chenghuan-hahaha-"

"Flutter" After Murong Wan'er said this, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and the whole person fainted.

I don't know how long it took.

Murong Wan'er slowly woke up.

Yang Zhen stood in front of her with a pale face, very unhappy.

There was also a woman standing next to Yang Zhen, this woman was also delicate and beautiful, but she was slightly worse than her, but that expression, looking at herself, seemed to treat herself as a dog, Murong Wan'er glared at He Chu'er fiercely, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Looking at the side again, Su Jing was still unconscious, motionless, lying at Yang Zhen's feet.

Murong Wan'er's heart sank immediately, the Qing Ying Divine Sword was taken away by Yang Zhen, she and Su Jing were both captured by Yang Zhen, this time they came out to ambush Yang Zhen, and they were completely defeated and suffered heavy losses.

"Yang Zhen, this still doesn't seem to be convinced, you should teach her a good lesson and let her be an obedient. He Chu'er was already unhappy to see that Murong Wan'er was more beautiful than herself, and when she saw her so arrogant again, she wanted to hit her even more.

"You're a, you're a. Murong Wan'er knew that she had been caught by Yang Zhen in the spirit weapon, so she simply had the heart of death.

"Yang Zhen, I want to hit her. He Chu'er said coldly.

"Then what are you waiting for. Yang Zhen smiled.

"Slut. He Chu'er took a swishing step, rushed to Murong Wan'er, picked her up like a chicken, opened the bow left and right, and slapped more than a dozen times in one breath, making Murong Wan'er dizzy, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

This is Yang Zhen's spiritual weapon, Yang Zhen is here, he has god-like power, and he suppresses Murong Wan'er like ordinary mortals, and there is definitely no room for fighting back.

He Chu'er was also oppressed enough by Yang Zhen during this time, and even the little followers looked down on her, and all the anger and grievances were unwilling to pour out on Murong Wan'er.

After a dozen slaps, he raised his foot, bang, and kicked Murong Wan'er's lower body, kicking Murong Wan'er out, and then rushed up with an arrow step, kicked it hard, and stepped on Murong Wan'er's beautiful face, and the strength on his feet almost flattened Murong Wan'er's little face: "You, let me train you well in the future." ”

"I'm going. The corners of Yang Zhen's mouth twitched, He Chu'er had always been extremely gentle in front of him, and now he really saw He Chu'er's murderous side.

"You're a, you're a. "Admiring Rong Wan'er's temperament is already very spicy, knowing that she will not be able to escape again, of course she will not give in again.

"Stinky three-eight. He Chu'er was furious and wanted to hit her again.

"Okay, I'll train later. Yang Zhen stopped He Chu'er and took a step forward: "What did you just say, Fang Huairou is going to marry Ye Xuanyi?"

He didn't kill Murong Wan'er just now, but when he heard this, it was simply shocking news for him.

"Hahaha. Murong Wan'er laughed wildly, slowly stood up, and wiped the blood from her mouth and face.

"You little dog, you said wildly, at the beginning of the Heavenly Sword Peak in Fang Huairou, he said that he would marry her in the future and take care of her for the rest of his life. Murong Wan'er looked at her with contempt: "Do you think no one knows?" Senior Brother Xuanyi had already heard it clearly, he didn't kill you at that time, it was for Fang Huairou's sake. ”

"On the eighth day of the first month of next month, Fang Huairou will marry Senior Brother Xuanyi, don't you want to marry her, there is a kind of flawless sword faction, hahahaha, don't you dare. Murong Wan'er was extremely proud.

She provoked Yang Zhen so much, half of what she said was true, and the other half also hoped that Yang Zhen could go back and disrupt Ye Xuanyi's wedding.

Murong Wan'er likes Ye Xuanyi, and the whole faction knows it, but Ye Xuanyi has no intention of marrying her now.

She hated Fang Huairou because Fang Huairou married Ye Xuanyi before her.

It is best for Yang Zhen to dare to go back, whether it is to disrupt Ye Xuanyi's wedding or to be killed by Ye Xuanyi, it is what she wants.

"Yang Zhen, don't be impulsive. As soon as He Chu'er saw Yang Zhen's expression, she knew that Fang Huairou was very important to Yang Zhen.

"In the world of Xuanmen, interests come first, survival is the most important thing, this uses the method of agitation to provoke you to return to the sect, you are not strong enough now, you are not an opponent with a Ye Xuanyi, not to mention that there are two psychic gods behind?"

He Chu'er was afraid that Yang Zhen would be excited, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

Not to mention Ye Xuanyi, a genius, there is Ye Ziyi in the early stage of psychic behind him, and another Ye Chuanshen who doesn't know what period of psychic is.

Two terrifying gods, any one, can slap Yang Zhen to death.

"Giggles, then you will forever shrink in your invincible magic weapon, waiting for Fang Huairou, a slut, to be ridden into a rotten person by Senior Brother Xuanyi, hahahaha. ”

"Slut. Yang Zhen couldn't hold back any longer, horn, a slap almost knocked Murong Wan'er unconscious.

"Beat me, kill me, what kind of ability is it to beat me, the person you want to marry will soon be ridden under you by your worst enemy. "Murong Wan'er looked crazy.

"What are you waiting for, ride this slut first. He Chu'er said coldly at this time.

"That's what I thought, too. Yang Zhentie blushed and stepped forward.

"Yang Zhen, you animal-"

"Boom-boom-" Yang Zhen's hands fell and tore them to pieces.

To his surprise, Murong Wan'er did not resist fiercely, she closed her eyes tightly, her whole body trembled, her face flushed, tears kept sliding down, and she didn't say a word, as if she was waiting for the storm to fall.

Seeing that she had turned into a snow-white lamb, He Chu'er was a little embarrassed to look at it.

"Horn" Yang Zhen slapped Murong Wan'er again and slapped Murong Wan'er in the face.

He Chu'er and Murong Wan'er were incomprehensible when they were slapped in the face, and both of them looked at him blankly.

"Sure enough, it's a cousin, look at you motionless, your expression is **, are you waiting for me to get on you? You are a rotten product who was ridden by Ye Xuanyi, and you want to deceive me with a little agitation? ”

Bang, after Yang Zhen finished speaking, he kicked her far away.

"Yang Zhen-you waste-" Murong Wan'er let out an earth-shattering roar, and then felt a sweet throat, wow, and fainted with anger.

"You-" Even He Chu'er was surprised: "Why don't you get on this list?" You-you are fine, right?"

She looked at Yang Zhen's appearance, as if she had been stimulated by something, her expression was very hideous, her eyes were crimson, and the green tendons on her neck seemed to be about to explode, and she obviously needed diarrhea.

"What can I do. Yang Zhen spat viciously in the direction of Murong Wan'er, turned around sharply, and hugged hard: "She's such a rotten thing, where can she compare to you." ”

"Huh-" He Chu'er let out a delicate voice and fell into Yang Zhen's arms.