Zhang Yang collected the loot, and found a beautiful storage bag from the Chinese-dressed monk, which was on par with Bai Fengyu's. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, this storage bag does not have the power of divine consciousness left by the master, and Zhang Yang still easily let the storage bag recognize the owner.

The harvest is full, Zhang Yang is satisfied, this time he has sacked nine monks of the Holy Boat, counting the previous ones, Zhang Yang has already killed fourteen monks on the Holy Boat.

Although there are as many as 1,000 monks on the holy boat, the disappearance of more than a dozen monks will still be found by those who are interested.

Zhang Yang was not afraid that Shengzhou would find him through clues, but he was worried that Shengzhou would not notice him!

"Zhang Yang," Rhubarb was a little blushing, "You come and help me first!"

"You natives, there are people who can cultivate the truth!" the middle-aged monk roared, "Do you know who we are!

"I don't care who you are. Rhubarb pouted, "All I know is that you're going to be the fat on my mouth soon!"

"Now that you confess your sins, I can still get a glimmer of life for you!" the middle-aged monk squinted, making it impossible to see his gaze.

"Confession?" Zhang Yang leaned on the branch of the tree on the side, "Do you also think that the Emperor Star people are more noble?"

"Of course!" The middle-aged man frowned, took advantage of this short truce time to recuperate, and hurriedly found a way to seek support and solve this person and dog!

"Why?" Zhang Yang asked very seriously.

Zhang Yang was the lowest-level slave on the Holy Boat in his previous life, originally he thought it was because of Ma Jiaojiao's calculations, because he had no cultivation and no strength at that time.

Later, Zhang Yang was also bullied in the kitchen, and he thought it was for this reason, and no one mentioned the question of where he came from for two hundred years, so he didn't think about it deeply.

Now that I think about it, I find a lot of anomalies.

In addition to Zhang Yang, hundreds of Chinese people boarded the holy boat. Most of these people were children around ten years old, and Zhang Yang did not know where they lived, and he had never seen them from the Holy Boat in his previous life.

But Ye Ping's situation is more or less known, in her previous life, Ye Ping spent two hundred years, using all kinds of means to finally climb up to the candidate for the preparation of the Holy Maiden, she has good qualifications, and her heart is more suitable for cultivation, but it seems that Ye Ping sacrificed more and failed to get that position.

and Mu Nanzhi's sacrifice, which is obviously the most arrogant bloodline in the past, but he was directly sacrificed because of a disaster at a young age, should this really be the fate of a proud woman in the sky?

Now it comes from the contempt of the Emperor Star people, the majestic Huaxia in the memory of Jiuyunxiang, and the inheritance place like the Jade Void Palace in this land...... Zhang Yang seems to have a line in his mind that connects all of this, but it is too unbelievable.

"Why?" the middle-aged monk couldn't hide the contempt in his eyes, and that kind of condescending look was even worse than looking at ants, "because everyone here is inferior from the bloodline!"

Zhang Yang's eyes became colder and colder, but he still looked at him rationally, "Despicable in the blood?"

"Yes!" said the middle-aged monk, with an innate arrogance, "you people here are just animals that we have kept in captivity, and when the time comes, we will just come to harvest a stubble!"

"Emperor Xing's people, do they all think so?" Zhang Yang took two steps forward, and the murderous aura in his eyes was revealed.

"Yes, because that's how you are!" the middle-aged monk already sensed that a few monks were coming from not far away, no matter what kind of cultivation they were, he could take advantage of the chaos to escape when those monks came!

"You can die. "The big yellow teeth have long been bitten together, it hates, he hates those foreign monks more than those alien races who harm the monks!

Zhang Yang also stepped forward, and under the Baji fist, he unexpectedly bumped into the middle-aged monk's side shoulder, and the rhubarb came up behind, and slapped the monk's eyebrows with one paw!

Zhang Yang is not only punching, but the bone devouring nail is secretly ready to go!

The middle-aged monk didn't expect this person to be menacing, he never thought that this group of indigenous pigs would still have a time to resist! Everything that happened at this moment had already exceeded his expectations, not to mention that the son he wanted to protect had already died, and in his heart, there was negligence in his actions.

Zhang Yang's fists and feet came out at the same time, and the rhubarb bit on the monk's calf, Zhang Yang's action at this time was fake, and the secret attack of the bone devouring nail was real!

"Ahh

"You can't kill me! you can't kill me!" the monk shouted, pulling out the bone devouring nail with his hand, "how can this be!

Zhang Yang looked at the monk coldly, listening to the faint voice that even roared.

"Why don't you destroy these indigenous pigs, why can't you completely occupy this place, it is the Holy Son of Yunrong who harms me, and it is the weakness of the Emperor Star that harms me!" The middle-aged monk never thought that his monk's life would end so hastily, his eyes were cloudy, and he could no longer see the way forward.

"There are quite a few monks coming, throw these corpses here, let's evacuate. Zhang Yang watched as Rhubarb scavenged the monk's belongings.

Rhubarb was a little disappointed, this man had nothing useful on him except for a few pieces of rune paper and a good wolf pen.

"That's right. When Zhang Yang was about to leave, he suddenly smiled, "We've all killed so much, we can't be nameless, let's leave a mark!"

"Imprint, what's it?" Rhubarb was a little confused, thinking about his own hard work, and as a result, he lost so much loot, why was it so unlucky with Zhang Yang? Why......

Rhubarb is going to cry.

"Make a mark of your paws! Every time we kill an Emperor in the future, you will leave a mark. Zhang Yang had a cold smile on his face, "We have done so much, we must let people know." ”

"Okay!" Rhubarb nodded excitedly, "This emperor wants to be famous all over the world!"

Without hesitation, Rhubarb took out a piece of torn white cloth from the storage bag, and the paws stained with the monk's blood were printed on it, and thought for a moment, "Do you want an inscription?"

"For example, the Dog Emperor?" Rhubarb thought of this, and the emotions just now disappeared, leaving only full of excitement, as if it had really been famous for eternity at this moment.

"Paw prints are similar to plum blossoms, if you want to have a name to face upon, it is better to call it a plum. Zhang Yang turned his head and left this area, all in his mind were the words of those Emperor Star Monks who came in, and they were all the words "indigenous".

"Rhubarb, have you ever heard a word?"

Rhubarb threw the white cloth in the face of the middle-aged monk and followed the flamboyant footsteps, "What words?"

In the wild running of Zhang Yang, his heart gradually settled down, "I have no regrets in this life to enter the Chinese ......"