"Door master, he is ......"

Looking at the shadow of the yellow bird flying away, Wang Xiao, who was standing beside Yang Xian, stammered and asked, "Isn't he dead yet?"

Before Yang Xian could reply, the fortune teller had already spoken and said to Wang Xiao: "He is dead!"

"Dead?"

Wang Xiaoleng said: "Can a dead man still speak?"

The fortune teller sighed, "You don't understand!"

He shook his head and said, "This person's physical life is completely extinguished, but his essence is still there. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info under the immortal spirit, and there are mechanical instruments in the body, so you can still control your own body. ”

Wang Xiao asked, "Even so, why did you let him go?"

Yang Xian said: "He is my war letter to Gong Yiyuan! It depends on whether Gong Yi An can return to the organ alive." If Gong Yi Yuan can stabilize his injuries and make him immortal, then it is necessary for me to take a fresh look at Gong Yu Yuan's strength. If the public loses an injury and dies, then this organ family has nothing to worry about. ”

Wang Xiaodao: "Then wouldn't he be able to judge your cultivation from Gong Yi'an's injuries?"

Yang Xian said: "It's okay, my cultivation is changing day by day, but he is holding back, he can't see through me!"

As he spoke, he saluted the fortune teller next to him and said, "Thank you for your help, Yang Xian is grateful." ”

The fortune teller didn't dare to take it big, and said politely: "Yin and Yang gossip originated from the Confucian Book of Changes. ”

He stood up, looked at Yang Xian and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I have made a lot of moves! With the skills of the Yang Sect Master, I am afraid that even in front of the Great Grandmaster, I am afraid that I can retreat with my whole body, the old man is indeed ugly today!"

Yang Xian said with a smile: "The old gentleman is too humble, and he looks up to Yang Xian too much, if Yang really has this ability, he would have killed Zhongzhou a long time ago and avenged the teacher!"

He raised his foot and kicked Su Zixiu, who was lying on the ground and couldn't stop humming, into the air, and said with a smile: "Lord Su, you are the landlord, why do you have to do your landlord's friendship today?"

Su Zixiu rolled in the air, and after he landed and stood firmly, suddenly there was a lot of noise all around, and when he looked closely, he didn't know when he was standing in the middle of the long street, and it was Yang Xian and others standing next to him.

There were people on the streets, but they ignored them.

Su Zixiu had heard it a long time ago, and after the martial artist reached the realm of the martial arts master, he began to enter the supreme spiritual secret realm, and those who cultivated to a high level could affect the six senses of others, shield people's senses, and use mysterious methods.

He didn't believe in this kind of thing until this time.

The group walked along the street, and when they arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, the doorman at the door could see them, and trotted all the way to Su Zixiu, and exclaimed: "My lord, what's wrong with you?

At this time, Su Zixiu had a messy hair shawl, his clothes were rotten, his shoes were gone, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he was covered in mud, and he was extremely embarrassed, no wonder these family members were surprised.

Seeing the curiosity and surprise on the faces of these subordinates, Su Zixiu's face sank, "Why don't you hurry up and open the middle door to welcome your guests!"

Several men were taken aback, hurriedly retreated behind the door, opened the middle door, and began to welcome everyone into the mansion one by one.

Among the people at the scene, Brother Bade was dignified in appearance, and his demeanor and deeds had his own majesty, revealing that Su Zixiu was the lord of a mansion, even if he was embarrassed at this time, no one in the entire city lord's mansion would dare to laugh at him.

Only Yang Xian and the fortune teller of the Yin and Yang Sect seem to be extremely mediocre, the fortune teller is okay, and he is dressed neatly, but Yang Xian is barefoot and rotten, with messy hair and shawl, and he is a begging for food. At this time, he was mentally introverted, invisible, and lacking the previous grandmaster's bearing, and even more mediocre.

Although the appearance is handsome and extraordinary, but a person who asks for food, no matter how handsome he is, who can afford it?

The eight brothers who were greeted by the people in the mansion, Wang Xiao and others glanced at Yang Xian, and they didn't dare to go first, but Yang Xian waved his hand and signaled, and the eight of them entered the mansion, and then they were fortune tellers, and in the end, only Yang Xian was left.

Seeing Yang Xian's appearance, several subordinates were a little hesitant, and one of them walked up to Su Zixiu, who was bowing his head and rubbing his head, "My lord, this person ...... Are you a guest too?"

Su Zixiu was seriously injured under the influence of the public loss An, his mind was extremely dizzy, and he was bowing his head and taking the opportunity to bow his head to comb his qi and blood, at this time, he heard the next person asking, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yang Xian standing with his hands at the door, his brain buzzed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Blind dog!"

Su Zixiu was furious, "Why did you leave Mr. Yang outside? Sooner or later, I will kill a few of you waste!"

He was shocked and frightened, bent down and walked in front of Yang Xian, stretched out his arms, "Mr. Yang, please come in! These people are all slow to treat you with eyes and beads, this is not the villain's instructions!"

Yang Xian saw that his body trembled when he spoke, and his voice was full of tears, and he said with a smile: "Why does the Lord of the Su Mansion care so much about such etiquette?"

Su Zixiu nodded, "Yes, yes, sir, please come in!"

When several disciples saw Su Zixiu's posture, they were all stunned!

Seeing that Su Zixiu cautiously accompanied Yang Xian into the door of the mansion, several of the doors were as cold as ashes.

Su Zixiu, as an important member of the Qingzhou Mansion, even if the third prince Zhou Fu came here, he only bowed slightly and hugged his fists to greet him, how could he ever see him so low to people?

I'm afraid that the arrival of Emperor Ming of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be nothing more than that.

Several subordinates glanced at each other, and they all knew that this time it was probably a big deal.

When the six gods were ownerless, they heard Yang Xian speaking in the mansion, "It's just a few subordinates, why bother to meet them in general?"

Su Zixiu said: "Yes, yes, never meet them!"

......

............

Listening to the footsteps of the two people drifting away, several men slowly fell to the ground with their bodies soft against the wall, and one of them fell to the ground and cried: "I almost lost my life!"

The rest of them are also related, and since then they have been a little more cautious in doing things.

One of the young disciples said: "Thanks to this Mr. Yang today, we have been exempted from the punishment of the lord of the house, and we must repay this person in the future." ”

A few people next to him smiled bitterly: "Even the lord of the mansion has to tremble, how can I have a chance to repay others?"

The young man said: "How can you be a subordinate person for the rest of your life?"

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said softly: "If there is chaos today, it is the time for heroes to rise up! To be a subordinate in this mansion is also precarious, just like today, if you accidentally offend an adult, it will be a fatal situation, it is better to go out and sacrifice your life to win a future for his mother!"

All the disciples laughed and said: "You can still have a full meal in the mansion, but you can only starve to death when you go out, what future is there?"

The young disciple didn't say much, looked up at the sky, and whispered to himself, "Why are we born poor, while some people are born rich?"

Just when the young man's thoughts were flying, Yang Xian had already sat down in the mansion with everyone.

After Su Zixiu changed his clothes, he accompanied him carefully.

Yang Xian looked at the fortune teller, raised his glass and said, "Senior, I don't know what you call it yet?"

The fortune teller laughed: "I am a god operator. ”