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Thinking of this, Wang Xuesong smiled kindly, and the mustard of this kid will never disappear again, who has not made mistakes when he was young.

"Brother Yang, I know your intentions for coming here, and I am also in favor of your marriage, but for now, ...... No", Wang Xuesong helplessly spread his hands towards Yang Qing, but the smile in his eyes could be seen by a blind man.

"Nani", Yang Qing was quite happy to listen to in the first half, but how did the conversation come to a 180-degree turn, which was uncomfortable.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch? But I didn't eat it for free, it was my life in exchange.

Yang Qing looked at Wang Xuesong sitting on the high seat with resentment, and the other party's handsome appearance was even uglier than the demon in hell in his eyes at this time.

He looked at the other party calmly, his face expressionless, "Uncle Wang, if you have any conditions, just say it, let's open the skylight and say something." As long as the little nephew can do it, it must be unambiguous. ”

"Haha" Wang Xuesong saw that Yang Qing was like a resentful woman whose husband had been dead for decades, which was really miserable. He strode off the stage, patted Yang Qing on the shoulder, and squeezed his eyebrows, "Don't worry, it's not your body, but Wang Chan can't marry you now." ”

"What's wrong with her", Yang Qing stood up directly excitedly, and asked this man with a thousand knives.

His words were more and more heart-wrenching, if this matter was on his own, Yang Qing would still be able to handle it. But once Wang Chan disagrees with this marriage, even if everyone in her family agrees, Yang Qing will not be able to marry her.

"Don't", Wang Xuesong escaped from the young man's steel claws with great difficulty, rubbing his shoulders gently, "Wang Chan is no longer in Wangcheng now, just a few days ago she went out of the city and returned to her hometown in Tianque City. ”

Yang Qing heard Wang Xuesong's explanation, and sat directly on the chair with a sad expression, muttering to himself, "It seems that Lu Yanyan's arrival that day really hurt her heart, no wonder she didn't even watch her final finals, it turned out that she had already gone back." ”

Wang Xuesong saw how this unrivaled boxer, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was giving up on himself now, so he comforted him softly.

"So your marriage with Wang Chan can only be postponed, you need to go to Tianque City in person, and it just so happens that the city lord also wants to meet you, a talented man from Tianque City. ”

Yang Qing took a deep breath and suppressed all the negative emotions, and forced a smile, "I can only do this, then I will bother this little nephew to come to the door another day." ”

"Why do you leave so quickly, stay for a meal, wouldn't it be beautiful for our uncle and nephew to have a good drink", Wang Xuesong held Yang Qing horizontally, saying that he would talk to this son-in-law of Tianque City about wine.

Yang Qing couldn't resist it, so he had to agree, and let his subordinates go outside the door to call his horse-faced senior brother who was drinking the northeast wind in.

Although the food is delicious, although the famous brew is intoxicating, and although the host is hospitable, Yang Qing's meal is still tasteless.

He really couldn't imagine that the incident hit the little beauty so deeply, and he really flew separately from her Lao Yan in the future, thinking of how Yang Qing could still eat and drink without heart and lungs, and be merry.

Fortunately, he brought this horse-faced senior brother to the wine table, and he and the wine jar Wang Xuesong are staggered, you come and go, and I am not lively, a heart is full of joy, a social expert, it is really thunderous, out of control.

Only Yang Qing was left alone sitting alone in the corner desolate and sad, Gu Ying felt self-pity, originally Wang Xuesong and Senior Brother Ma Yan frequently toasted to today's protagonist at the beginning of the banquet, but seeing that he had always been that dying, they ignored him.

A lunch was eaten by the two big coffees who 'drank a thousand cups of wine and confidants' for nearly an hour, Yang Qing admired or admired, and finally he forced to evacuate before it could be hastily ended.

Yang Qing helped Senior Brother Ma Yan to quickly return to the Martial Sect, and directly threw him to his martial cultivation disciples, "Give Senior Brother Kong a cup of sobering tea, he is a little drunk." “

Watching a group of people walk towards the dormitory area with their horses' faces, Yang Qing shook his head. The amount of wine in the horse-faced senior brother is very greasy, and he is usually not drunk with a thousand glasses on the wine table, but it seems that the wine that the Wang family brought to entertain today is not extraordinary, and it is full of stamina.

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Due to the fact that the Chaoge School Palace is in full swing of renovation, in the deployment of manpower and the coordination of various departments, it is really not possible to lack a horse face.

Yang Qing rode in a carriage and led a dozen or so martial arts disciples to leave the royal city quickly, and the destination was Yang Qing's hometown, Tianque City.

The sooner the matter with the little beauty is resolved, the better, if it is late, there may be more changes, and then it will not be something that Yang Qing can solve.

Lying in the prosperous and wealthy carriage, Yang Qing stretched his body very comfortably, and his spirit also fell with the shaking of the carriage. It is a world of difference from when he first came here, the golden carriage is used as a bed, and the mighty martial arts are the attendants.

"Boss, we should call all the disciples, so that you will be more majestic when you go back" Scar who drove the carriage lifted the curtain, and his voice like a big drum was a shout.

"Hurry up your carriage", Yang Qing scolded, "There are already few remaining martial cultivation disciples in the Martial Sect, and half of them brought out this time is enough." What's more, now is still a critical time for the Martial Sect to cultivate, how can it be achieved without the Martial Cultivation disciples taking care of it?"

Seeing Scar muttering and turning his head to continue to drive the carriage, Yang Qing also had a headache. There are really not enough people, and although there are a lot of martial arts disciples left, they are almost useless.

Generally, they can still solve small things, but now the enemies that Yang Qing encountered are all fierce people who only appeared in legends, not to mention the martial arts disciples, the martial arts disciples are also so frightened that their butts are urinating.

I don't know how the Xiqi School Palace in the Flying Dragon Mansion cultivates disciples, and the fierce people emerge one after another, just like the weeds in the fields that sprout in spring. Sword cultivator Yang Zhen doesn't need to say much, he can single-handedly overturn the current Chaoge Academy.

Not to mention the white-clothed divine sword, if it weren't for the Yin Gongzi, he would be able to overturn the entire Baohua Mansion alone.

As for the senior sister, Yang Qing didn't know which camp she belonged to. But looking at the way she uses a giant sword, it's not a sword cultivator.

Since it is a sword cultivator, who else in the entire six provinces of Jiangnan except the Flying Dragon Mansion can teach the non-human sister of the senior sister, if it weren't for the fact that Yang Qing and Yin Gongzi joined forces in the end, or if they hadn't come up with 'borrowing the east wind' at a critical time, Yang Qing would not be lying in the carriage but in the coffin now.

Hearing that there is an even more peerless senior brother in the Xiqi School Palace of the Flying Dragon Mansion, Yang Qing wiped the sweat on his forehead, it was not a battle between two levels at all, one side was holding the most advanced AK47, and the other side was millet plus rifle or the kind lacking ammunition.

"How can you arrest Senior Sister?", Yang Qing covered his head in pain, they were already very thankful that they didn't come to their trouble.

The scenery of the whole province is not as fresh as when the spring flowers bloomed, and summer has come to change the nature with a layer of green and lush yarn.

More than a dozen people in Yang Qing rushed at sunrise and rested at sunset, without the drag of the old, weak, sick and disabled, and without the concern of countless goods, which was faster than in the Ping An caravan and the Mo family convoy.

One day as the sun set, the sky was half crimson. Yang Qing got out of the carriage, "Let's get here today! Everyone is ready to rest." ”

Yang Qing instructed these martial arts disciples who rode horses all day long, and when he saw the distant scenery of the mountains and forests, his mind suddenly recalled scenes of deep love with the little beauty.

The Niutou Peak, which is magnified countless times, is not it that Yang Qing and the little beauty fell off the cliff with their lives hanging by a thread here, if there was no such encounter, he estimated that he and the little beauty would still be strangers now.

"Don't sleep too hard at night, don't take off your armor, and take your pillow", Yang Qing instructed the busy brothers around him with a solemn expression.

"Is there any other little thief who doesn't open his eyes and robs us", Scar laughed, "that's really a lantern in the latrine—looking for (dead)." ”

All the martial arts disciples also laughed, as the most high-end force in the world, besides them to rob others, others can provoke them, which is really a big joke.

Yang Qing can be regarded as having an understanding of his group of disciples, and his arrogance is a little too much. If the black-faced group is still in Funiu Mountain, if he is no longer here today, this group of young disciples and virgins will know how to write even when they die.

Don't look at the black face as a lewd thief who robs the house, but in terms of strength, he must also be a ruthless character on the side of the famous town, and the powerful master is not something that can be met anywhere.

In the case of the defection of the senior sister and the death of the master, the entire Martial Sect is now regarded as a withered talent, and there is no powerful master so far.

Since Yang Qing's group of disciples were all martial cultivators, these people did not post and patrol posts, and directly set up tents and slept directly on the bunks after dinner.

Yang Qing, as the sect master of the Martial Sect, his accommodation conditions are of course the best, he does not need to use the sky as a cover and the earth as a bed, and he is at ease not disturbed by any mosquitoes in the carriage.

Summer has come, the night falls to make the surrounding of the road seem more gloomy and noisy, countless birds chirping, cicadas, crickets, the whole world as a concert, you sing and I appear.

Just a hundred yards out of the dense deep forest not far from Yang Qing's camp, dozens of black figures crouched inside, silent as water.

A tall and majestic figure wearing a black mask was staring coldly at the traveler with a campfire not far away.

He turned his head and asked a short, black-clothed companion beside him, "You've been lurking here for so long, how many people are there?"

"The big boss, there are eleven people, fifteen horses, and two carriages, a wagon, and a chariot on the opposite side. ”

"Oh", the black mask remained silent, but his eyes kept cautiously looking at the group of travelers, and there was not even a sentry.