After seeing Fang Tian's complexion change, Yang Qianming didn't explain, he deliberately tried to test Fang Tian's mood like this.

Seeing Fang Tian like this, Yang Qianming's heart also relaxed slightly, after all, if Fang Tian was a real villain, he would not be so angry.

But if he is really a villain, these angers are just disguised and disguised, and Yang Qianming has nothing to say, for such a person with excellent acting skills, Yang Qianming can only sigh that he has lost his eyes.

"I've put a thousand words here, if you want to listen to my analysis, then come with me to find out, if you don't want to listen and don't think I'm really helping you, then it's easy to do, you just don't say anything to me. After Fang Tian finished speaking, he took a big sip of wine and coughed a few times.

Looking at Fang Tian like this, Yang Qianming suddenly laughed and said, "Haha! Brother Fang, you are really temperamental!"

Fang Tian was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't react for a long time.

"Whatever you say, I'll find out with you. Yang Qianming also took a sip of wine, then looked at the former and said slowly.

Regarding Yang Qianming's sudden change, Fang Tian couldn't help but be a little uncomfortable, and after a while, he asked puzzledly, "Didn't you doubt me, why did you trust me again?"

"Brothers, I am just testing you. Yang Qianming Tian said shamelessly.

"Ah, are you the one who is testing me? Isn't that a suspicion?" Fang Tian said with a smile.

Listening to the former's words, Yang Qianming lowered his head and tasted it carefully, only then did he suddenly realize that temptation is also a kind of doubt, "Brother Fang, you can't say this, the relationship between you and your red face will be suspicious if anyone else is suspicious, in fact, there is still an essential difference between doubt and temptation...... Forget it, let's drink!"

Seeing that the more he talked, the more he couldn't explain it, Yang Qianming simply picked up the wine glass as a shield.

Fang Tian actually didn't blame Yang Qianming in his heart, because he knew that whoever else would suspect it, on the contrary, Yang Qianming asked directly in a fair and straightforward manner, compared to some people who only doubted in their hearts but didn't say anything, they were more than a little bit stronger.

"Okay, drink!" Fang Tian said, raised the wine glass in his hand and touched Yang Qianming, and the hops stirred in the cup.

I don't know how many glasses I drank, but in short, Yang Qianming was not drunk at all.

And Fang Tian leaned back on the chair and snored, Yang Qianming didn't know if he was really drunk.

Far from being drunk, he became more and more sober. Yang Qianming remembered everything he had encountered during this time and all the changes that had occurred.

Dugu Dark Fragrance's cultivation has been lost, and he will never be cultivating again, and Yang Qianming has always had a hurdle in his heart that is difficult to overcome.

Putting this aside, in the Battle Pavilion, Yang Qianming can be said to have survived one after another battles to the death.

And Yang Qianming also offended many people, although most of them have died?? died, but there were still survivors, including the sinister and cunning Feng Qingyun.

The impression that this person gave to Yang Qianming was insidious and worrisome.

Although he didn't know where he had fled, Yang Qianming knew that he hadn't left the Battle Pavilion, and with Yang Qianming's understanding of him, it must have been no difficult for him to obtain the Codex of the Plane Arena through competition.

So in other words, in the arena, Yang Qianming will still have a great chance of seeing him.

Feng Qingyun's enemy should not be underestimated, but Bai Wuchang, who also entered Uranus with Yang Qianming, is even more of a formidable opponent.

Yang Qianming could only pray in his heart that Lan Meier and Zhuang Chenxi could get the qualification to enter the arena with the help of Xiao Feng and others.

Shaking his head, Yang Qianming dispelled this idea again, he changed his mind, and he didn't want Lan Mei'er and Zhuang Chenxi to enter the arena.

Because the danger encountered in the arena was completely incomparable in the Battle Pavilion, how could Yang Qianming rest assured that Lan Mei'er and Zhuang Chenxi would take such a risk.

As for Xiao Feng and the others, Yang Qianming still hoped to fight with them in the arena.

After thinking about a lot of things, Yang Qianming finally returned to his father's hatred, because things are going smoothly at present, and this is the only thing that makes Yang Qianming have no clue.

Suddenly, Yang Qianming thought of what Fang Tian said before, I was afraid that he would be able to help him find out the truth, thinking of this, Yang Qianming glanced at Fang Tian, who was still asleep, and smiled secretly, ready to wait until tomorrow to ask him.

Of course, whether he could sleep peacefully tonight, Yang Qianming didn't know, he was just like Fang Tian, blindly waiting here.

"The dog mongrel who killed my apprentice, get out of here!" Suddenly, a sonorous sound broke through the sky from outside the door of the inner hall, which made Yang Qianming, who had just wanted to close his eyes and squint for a while, suddenly sober up.

Turning his head to look at Fang Tian, who was sleeping soundly, he saw that he was also woken up by shock.

Looking out of the door, Fang Tian stood up suddenly: "The Lord is here!"

"Hmm! go out and have a look!" Yang Qianming said, stuffing the dozing fire into his arms, and then rushed out of the inner hall with a single step.

When he came outside, Yang Qianming found that there were three people standing in the courtyard, an old man, a woman, and a thin middle-aged man.

"Rub it!" Yang Qianming turned his head slightly, and found that Fang Tian had already come to his side, and squinted his eyes slightly to look at the three people.

Seeing that it was only two teenagers who killed his apprentices, Emperor Zun Da Neng not only did not relax his vigilance, but became more careful with Yang Qianming and the others.

"Two milky children, Xuan'er was killed by you?" Emperor Zun was able to stroke his beard with one hand, and his voice came out of his mouth like thunder.

After taking his eyes off the man and woman beside him, Yang Qianming nodded without hesitation and responded, "I'm sorry, there are really too many people killed tonight, I really don't know which one you are talking about?"

Fang Tian, who was on the side, heard Yang Qianming's words and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard Yang Qianming talking to himself so contemptuously, Emperor Zun's powerful face immediately turned green, and he glared at his eyes and said with slight anger: "So, you killed it?"

"Are you talking about the kid who holds a broken mirror and looks like a dog but doesn't do anything?" Seeing that Emperor Zun's powerful face was getting worse and worse, Yang Qianming secretly sneered in his heart and continued: "You said earlier, this kid was indeed killed by us, he said that there was an old dog behind him to support him, and now it seems that this old dog is your predecessor, right?"

Emperor Zun was about to be mad by Yang Qianming, the beard on his jaw trembled slightly, and he looked at the black widow beside him and ordered: "Xiao Hei, help me tear this stinky mouth of his, I want to see what this mouth is made of, it can stink like this!"

Hearing this, the black widow nodded slightly, looked at Yang Qianming with affectionate eyebrows, and disappeared in place with a battle knife in her soft hand, and appeared opposite Yang Qianming the next moment.

"I never hit a woman. Yang Qianming looked at the black widow in front of him, still looking like a hanger.

Fang Tian behind him also frowned slightly when he saw this, thinking that he had never fought with a woman, let alone facing such a face full of temptation, he was really a little unable to do it.

When the black widow heard this, she didn't appreciate it, her battle knife tightened tightly in her hand, and then her body swept into the air, and she slashed at Yang Qianming who was standing on the ground.

"I said I wouldn't hit women, old man, can you give me a fucking one. In the face of them, Yang Qianming actually didn't have any worries in his heart, because whether it was the Black Widow or the Emperor's power, after Yang Qianming burst out with all his strength, they were not his opponents.

So from the very beginning, Yang Qianming also reported the mentality of playing tickets.

Seeing that the first knife had already slashed at his head, Yang Qianming unhurriedly swung the Silver Moon Sword towards it.

"Whew!" But something happened to Yang Qianming's surprise, only to see that the war knife that was about to collide with the Silver Moon Sword suddenly burst out with several times the speed before and reversed direction, and pierced Yang Qianming's heart extremely quickly.

Seeing that the other party was attacking towards the fatal place as soon as he made a move, Yang Qianming had a layer of cold sweat rising on his back, and at the same time, he also put away his playful look, and began to treat the black widow in front of him with a solemn face.

"Ice Shield!"

The war knife quickly pierced into the layers of cold ice, and the black widow was slightly surprised to see Yang Qianming's battle intent, but she quickly recovered and drew her knife and retreated.

Looking at the black widow who was a hundred steps away from him, Yang Qianming waved his hand and dispersed the ice shield in front of him, leaned over slightly and said coldly: "As the saying goes, good men don't fight women, but as the saying goes, it's intolerable for bad women not to fight, so if I don't kill you, I'm afraid God will blame me." ”

Listening to Yang Qianming's words that he didn't know where to pull from, the black and purple red lips of the black widow pursed slightly, and the white green jade fingers blocked the side of his mouth and sneered: "Can you bear to do it?"

Emperor Venerable looked at the performance of the Black Widow, nodded with great satisfaction, and saw that Fang Tian did not step forward to help Yang Qianming, and then he was relieved.

Letting the Black Widow take the lead in dealing with Yang Qianming was planned by Emperor Zun.

He wanted Black Widow to test the waters, that is, to test Yang Qianming's strength, so that the Emperor's power could be foolproof.

After all, in the face of an enemy who has never fought and never understood, Emperor Da Neng has always remembered the wise words of knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible.

"Bang!" Looking at the black widow who was blown away by a golden fist mark, Yang Qianming replied lightly: "I'm sorry, I only can't bear the woman I love, and other women are no different from men in my eyes." ”

This sentence made Fang Tian almost burst into laughter, but he knew what the scene was in front of him, so he held back his smile and didn't laugh.

The black widow who was blasted away by Yang Qianming with a bully was not substantially harmed, but her delicate body was shocked after flying upside down for dozens of meters in the air, and the trend of continuing to decline was twisted by her.

The toes lightly touched the ground, and the black widow, who had stabilized her figure, looked at Yang Qianming again.

Looking at the black widow whose expression could only be described in two words, Yang Qianming's Silver Moon Sword gave out a lot of sword light and slashed towards her one after another.

Seeing that Yang Qianming not only did not pity Xiang Xiang and cherished the jade, but also did not hesitate and ruthlessly, the black widow was not ready to leave any back, although her impression of Yang Qianming was still very good before.

But this 'good' is only limited to Yang Qianming's ability to fight back without using his hands, since Yang Qianming doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, the Black Widow will use all his iron-blooded methods.

"Whoosh!"

In the face of countless sword rays, the slender figure of the black widow flickered frequently, and it actually stood out from the gap in that sword ray.

Looking at the black widow who was constantly dodging the sword that he had slashed out, Yang Qianming felt that there was no need to continue to deal with her.

"I'm here. Yang Qianming, who had already dodged behind the black widow, laughed softly, and then the Silver Moon Sword was sent towards her heart without slowing down.