Yang Zongheng was confident in defeating An Chang, but he didn't expect An Chang to be so relentless.

"You're too weak, aren't you? Yang Zongheng blurted out.

Humiliation, An Chang has never suffered such humiliation in his life.

"Kill him. An Chang yelled.

Those Heavenly Venerable Mountain mages immediately rushed towards Yang Zongheng.

I saw Lao Zhaohua's figure flashing and standing in front of Yang Zongheng.

Sneeze

A gust of wind flew out of those Tianzun Mountain mages and landed near An Chang one after another.

An Chang was a little frightened, how could there be such a powerful master in this world.

At this time, the old ghost stepped forward and said lightly: "Two choices, one rolls, one dies, choose immediately." ”

How could An Chang be so obedient, even if the other party was such a master, he should at least show a trace of embarrassment.

What kind of running will it be, won't Tianzun Mountain's face be lost by him.

boom

An Chang's head exploded.

An Chang doesn't know the old ghost too well, since he said right away, then you shouldn't hesitate at all.

The remaining Tianzun Mountain mages were just about to get up when they heard a burst of crackling sounds.

Blood and brains splattered like blooming flowers.

The other mages were all heartbroken, and they were killed just a moment of hesitation?

Those family masters and ancestors also swallowed their spit one by one, and at first they thought that their spells were strong, and even if they couldn't fight, they could fight with both hands.

Now it seems that people don't have to do it, they don't have enough people to kill.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" the old ghost looked at Mo Jing.

Don't be frightened, your face is about to drip water.

"After all, you are the master of this Mo family, now I will give you another chance, leave with the God Cultivation Sect, and hand over the Mo family to Yang Zongheng, one is the same fate as them. Choose now. ”

"I'll take them away. Mo Jing immediately said, he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of An Chang.

Those god cultivators gathered behind Mo Jing in fear, Mo Jing glanced at the old ghost, and wanted to say something the most, but the dirtiest didn't open his mouth, and flew towards the north with everyone.

Everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when the old ghost suddenly turned to several ancestors: "What about you, leave or stay? ”

"Stay"

"Stay"

Those ancestors who were worshiped into the gods by several mages, at this time, were like the descendants of the old ghosts, nodding their heads and laughing.

Several ordinary mages couldn't help but be a little amused when they saw this scene, and now they also tasted what it was like for us to be dominated by fear.

These ancestors knew that they had lost control of their family from the moment they nodded their heads, and now those people had truly become Yang Zongheng's subordinates.

Yang Zongheng gathered the mages of Liu, Bai, Salan, Mo, and the dead family, and there were already more than 500 people, and all of them were already Yang Zongheng's head.

At this time, the Mo family died of old age, and there was no one suitable to be the new head of the family, and finally Li Zongqian and Cao Xian elected Mo Qingyan.

Although Mo Qingyan didn't want to join the Divine Cultivation Sect, this didn't mean that she wanted to join the Nursing Sect, all she wanted to do was to keep the Mo family, but now that the Mo family had been divided, what she insisted on was no longer important, and she was already disheartened.

In the end, after many persuasions from Li Zongqian and Cao Xian, he stayed.

The Mo family was not short of money and food, and that night, Li Zongqian and Cao Xian took out all the good wine and food in the mansion, especially the good wine that had been stored in the old cellar for hundreds of years, and all of them were put on the banquet.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the breeze is slow.

There are more than fifty tables of banquets in the courtyard of the Mo family, each table is full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, these are only those old masters who are qualified to eat, and those ordinary mages can only look at it usually, but today they can finally let go of their stomachs and eat hard.

Chu Yunlou stood up, picked up a glass of wine, and after quieting everyone, he shouted: "Fellow Daoists, we have to thank someone for eating and drinking well here now." ”

The crowd was silent.

"Do you have to thank Brother Yang?"

Everyone suddenly realized that this was the rhythm of sycophancy, so hurry up and keep up.

"Yes. ”

"Thank you, Brother Yang. ”

"Long live Brother Yang. ”

Yang Zongheng couldn't help but hold his forehead and whispered: "This guy is too drunk." ”

Du Xingmonk said with a smile: "Although there is a suspicion of sycophancy, but the facts that are also said, you can just accept it, otherwise there is no authority to lead me to defeat Tianzun Mountain." ”

Yang Zongheng originally wanted to stop it, but when he heard Du Xingsheng say this, it made sense, so he listened to what Chu Yunlou said.

"I believe that many of you know me, that's right, I am the Chu Yunlou that you regarded as a thief, but I have reformed myself, who is all this for. ”

"Brother Yang. A mage shouted.

Chu Yunlou pointed at the mage and said: "Brother, you are right, it was Brother Yang who gave me the opportunity to change my ways, and regarded me as the best brother, so I decided that Brother Yang is a person with a big heart, a big heart, and a bold heart, who can do great things, everyone thinks, people like me Brother Yang regard me as the best brother, then you have good conduct and good cultivation, can Brother Yang treat you badly? Everyone raise a glass and we toast Brother Yang." ”

Those mages all stood up and raised their wine glasses in their hands at Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng stood up, took the wine and said softly, "It's almost done." ”

Chu Yunlou spoke in an important way, and suddenly caught a glimpse of those ancestral family masters eating side dishes over there with a sneer, without meaning to serve wine.

Chu Yunlou came to Bai Qiu with a wine bowl, and Liu Gewu said, "What's the matter, don't you agree with what I said?"

Several ancestors glanced at Chu Yunlou, and then at the old ghost, only to see that the old ghost was squinting at them, since he was busy saying: "No, Chu Shaoxia's prodigal son turned back, young and promising, but a few of us old guys are a little too strong to drink, and we really can't drink." ”

Chu Yunlou said: "Since this is the case, then you can drink water." ”

Salan Hulai said in a low voice: "This is the Feng Wuchun that the Mo family has stored for a hundred years, take a sip and take a sip less, are you sure you don't want to drink it?"

Bai Qiu immediately glared at Saranhu.

I saw Salan Hu smile, stood up and said, "Young Master Chu, don't take it away, I just want to toast you?"

"Respect me?"

"Young Master Chu, I only know that Young Master Chu is a talented person, and he is suave, but I didn't expect that eloquence is also the original intention, isn't it worth a toast?"

Chu Yunlou was overjoyed and said: "It's true, but he poured wine for Old Man Salan." ”

After the two finished drinking, Chu Yunlou took the wine bowl and walked by the crowd and said: "These days, Brother Yang and I have fought bloody battles against the Divine Cultivators, and we have done our best, although we have suffered a lot, but I don't regret it, because I know that Brother Yang will definitely lead us to win this war, and we will have a toast for victory." ”

As he spoke, he drank all the wine in the bowl.

Those mages were also excited by Chu Yunlou's words, and immediately picked up the wine, whether they could drink it or not, they all dried up.

Chu Yunlou finished drinking and sat down beside Yang Zongheng, Yang Zongheng said in a low voice: "It seems that you didn't make a move on these planes." ”

Chu Yunlou squinted his drunken eyes and said: "Brother Yang, we are brothers, what you fight is what I fight, come, I will toast you." ”

As soon as Chu Yunlou quieted down, he saw Du Xingsheng stand up, and Yang Zongheng said in surprise: "You two are eating pig's tongue today, why do you have something to say." ”

Du Xingmonk smiled: "What I said is very simple. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, what Chu Yunlou said just now is very good, I have nothing to say, but there is one thing I must correct, Brother Yang's best brother is my Du Xingseng, everyone knows it, drink, drink. ”

"Du Xingseng, what do you mean?" Chu Yunlou was already drunk.

"I'll give you a correction of your mistakes. Du Xingsheng said disapprehantly.

Chu Yunlou held Yang Zongheng's shoulder with his tongue wide and said, "Brother Yang, which of us do you say is your best brother." ”

Yang Zongheng was a little speechless, are you a three-year-old child, why do you have to fight?

"Chu Yunlou, you're drunk, don't drink anymore. ”

"Do what we do, there is no tomorrow today, why don't you drink it, I want to drink it. ”

"Is there a tomorrow today?", why do you think we are an underworld?

"Don't drink it. Yang Zongheng's face was a little ugly.

"I'm going to drink, I'm going to drink him, it's dark, it's old, it's spinning, eh? ”

Poof, Chu Yunlou lay on the ground.

Yang Zongheng hurriedly asked a mage to carry Chu Yunlou to a room.

Staggered, laughter and laughter, and there is no tension in the life and death situation.

Yang Zongheng left the banquet after he got drunk in Chu Yunlou, and when he came to the martial arts training ground, he didn't change much.

He still remembers practicing "Kunlun Jade Void Palm" and "Canglang Shadow" here.

It's just that he hasn't used these tricks for a long time.

At that time, Hai Lan'er was still a simple girl, and she and Chu Yunlou had just met.

It's been almost a decade and a lot has changed.

Yang Zongheng was walking aimlessly in the martial arts training ground, and suddenly saw a figure sitting in a corner, looking at the sky in a daze.

"What person?" Yang shouted.

The figure hurriedly stood up, wiped his eyes with both hands, and then spoke, "It's me." ”

Yang Zongheng knew that Mo Qingyan must have cried, and he had never been comforting, so he didn't say anything.

The two stood for a while, Yang Zongheng was a little embarrassed, and was about to find some random topic, when suddenly Mo Qingyan hugged him all of a sudden.

Yang Zongheng's whole body stiffened, and he has been a little allergic to women recently.

Without the elders being blind, Yang Zongheng thought that no matter what happened to the Mo family, at least no one would force him to take the Mo family girl.

I didn't expect such a show.

However, such a big change has happened in the Mo family, she must be at a loss as a girl, like a drowning person, trying her best to grab something, even if it is a straw.

Yang Zonghengbao's attack was imagined as a straw, and his mood was much lighter.

"Hold me. Mo Qingyan said softly.

It's understandable that you're looking for security.

Yang Zongheng slowly put his arm on Mo Qingyan's back.

"Hold on tight. ”

Anyway, it's just this once, and it doesn't matter if you hold it tight.

Yang Zongheng hugged Mo Qingyan tightly in his arms, and he could feel Mo Qingyan's body temperature and undulating chest.

At this moment, Yang Zongheng suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him.

Who the hell turned off the lights? No, I'm outside now.

Then Yang Zongheng felt his body hanging in the air, and this feeling was so familiar.

Needless to say, it must be the bastards of the Three Corpses Sect. You are everywhere.