A layer of mist drifted through the mountains, and the wandering ghosts and wild ghosts of unknown places floated in, and when they heard a few chirps, three little foxes had already run over.

Wandering in the mountains, he did not turn into a human body, he still looked like a fox, but he was as big as a tiger.

went up and slapped them, and these ghosts disappeared in an instant.

"These three little foxes are really not weak, if they are trained well, they are all masters...... It's just a little too naughty!"

Slightly distracted, I saw those three little things you scramble, chasing those wandering ghosts, like some kind of toy, you slapped one to break one, I slapped one to break up, but it was a lot of fun.

But at this time, since there was a roar, he shouted: "Who is so bold that he dares to kill my ghost pawn?"

But under the moonlight, a big ghost with a blue face and fangs, holding a bone fork in his hand, roared at three little foxes.

The three little foxes also bullied the soft and feared the hard, and when they saw those wandering ghosts just now, they were afraid of being killed at will.

At this moment, when he saw that big ghost was vicious, he was startled, and actually ran back directly and hid in Wang Zhenling's tent.

The big ghost noticed that there were so many people resting under the mountain at some point, and he was startled.

Although he claims to be the god of the shrine, he is just a wild spirit.

I was shocked to see so many people at this moment. If you wake up this team of more than 1,000 people, you can just kill him casually, and maybe even the shrine will be overthrown.

Therefore, the spirit who called himself Yu Shegong shrank his head in fright, and he wanted to go back into hiding.

However, Wang Zhenling's heart moved, and as soon as the spirit snake banner came out, he shouted: "Come over to me!"

A black gas shot out more than thirty feet, went straight up the mountain, and tied up the spirit.

The spirit snake banner now covers an area of about seven or eight zhang, but the strength of the single power is such a black rope, but it can already stretch out dozens of zhang away.

The spirit was bundled with black ropes, and all the strength of his body was dissipated, and he couldn't show it any more, and fell to the ground, but he couldn't even struggle.

"It's Ugly......"

The three little foxes curiously gathered around to watch, and when they saw the fat face of the Yushe Gong was swollen, his ears were fanned, and his nose was high, he couldn't help but say.

This sentence made the public angry to death, but he couldn't refute it.

Wang Zhenling said lightly: "The mountain and wild spirits are not educated, they have no aesthetics, and they have changed into such a appearance, but it is not strange!"

As he spoke, he remembered a very classic TV series he watched in his previous life.

There is a fox spirit in the deep mountains, which was originally ugly, but when I saw Bai Suzhen's portrait, I was shocked and changed according to Bai Suzhen's appearance.

This is also mentioned in some classical monsters, or gods and demons.

In fact, it is all the truth that Wang Zhenling said, not that they can't change their beauty, but they don't know the beauty and ugliness at all, and the aesthetics of the world are different, how can they change their beauty?

And the three of them, like the little fox, no matter what, are all from their families, know etiquette, have read books, and know beauty and ugliness.

That's why the original god changed into a human form, so it wasn't that ugly look!

After pointing out the little fox three sentences at random, Wang Zhenling said to the community again: "Where are you a monster, why do you occupy this mountain and wilderness, and call yourself the society?"

The Gong of the Immortal Society was immediately able to speak, and was very in awe of Wang Zhenling, and hurriedly shouted: "This immortal family, the little monster is wronged." Mobs are born in the nearby mountains and do not occupy the mountains. The shegong is also called majestic......"

Wang Zhenling snorted coldly: "The god of the shrine is sealed by the government, you little monster actually dare to claim it, are you really not afraid of the law of the government?"

After saying a word, he felt in a trance that his occupational disease seemed to have committed again, so he changed his tone and said, "Do you believe that I split you?"

This Yu Shegong shouted for mercy, but the little one didn't dare!

Wang Zhenling asked what he really wanted to ask, and said, "Let me ask you, didn't you meet the witch barbarians when you became the king and hegemon in this mountain?"

The Gong of the Witch Society became triumphant and said, "Of course I have seen the Wu Barbarians, and there are even Wu Barbarians who worship me and regard me as a god......

was only halfway through speaking, and when he saw the smile on the corner of Wang Zhenling's mouth, he suddenly became dumb and closed his mouth.

"Okay, it's still the god of the witch barbarians, it's really amazing, so tell me, how many tribes and how many people are there in this area?"

Before the Gong could answer, he heard a loud laugh, and Yang Fu walked in.

But this Yang Junshou didn't sleep either, and when he saw Wang Zhenling's movements, he walked over, and just heard Wang Zhenling interrogating the spirit, so he smiled and said, "I said it all, Wang Jun has no worries."

No matter how many witches there are in this place, when you see my Yang family's banner, you will definitely send us over politely!

Why bother asking this spirit?"

Wang Zhenling asked in a deep voice: "Since ancient times, the Han barbarians in Lingzhou have lived together, and every now and then, there are witches and barbarians in the mountains who come out of the mountains to plunder the counties.

If there is chaos today, and the authority of the imperial court falls to the ground, in this Lingzhou, I don't know what the situation is, let alone in this Lingzhou Road, who can say the situation accurately!"

Yang Fu laughed and said, "Wang Jun, this is why you don't know the situation in Lingzhou.

My Yang family lives in Lingzhou, and I am the surname of the state and county, even the heavenly family also intermarried with me, do you think my Yang family is so simple?

If you really come to Lingzhou, you can know what kind of power my Yang clan has in Lingzhou!"

That Yang Fu was in the upper position, but he relied on Wang Zhenling to maintain protection all the way, although he was grateful, he was also a little depressed and embarrassed.

Now that it's almost on his own land, he can't help but start showing off.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, Master. Our Yang family's caravan is all over the Lingli Prefecture, and many Wuman tribes rely on our caravan to exchange for salt, iron horses and other things.

They are all in awe of our Yang family as guests, and they dare not touch our Yang team.

Even if those witch barbarians rebel, they won't harm our Yang family's industry!"

Yang Yan, who had never dared to speak, couldn't help but speak at this moment.

If it is Yang Fu, Wang Zhenling will be able to listen to the three or five achievements.

But this disciple of his own nature is serious, and if he says this, then he can believe that he has become seven or eight!

If the power of the Yang clan is really so strong, then it can be somewhat understood why incompetent people like Yang Ting and Yang Fu can steal high positions, and the Son of Heaven still has to win over and protect them.

I'm afraid that at the beginning, the Son of Heaven was wooing the Yang family in Lingzhong, not Yang Ting himself.

At the beginning, the ministers attacked Yang Ting one after another, causing disaster to the country and the people, and turning the anointed land of Yuzhou into a thorny wasteland.

Thinking about it at this time, I'm afraid it's not completely out of public anger, and I guess I also have the idea of attacking the wings of the Son of Heaven, right?