Chapter 223

When Yang Xu looked at it, he saw a charming woman with pale flowers.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. He's dead. We can be aboveboard together in the future."

Yue Dongge stared at his sister-in-law.

Yangxu clearly saw a flash of disgust at the bottom of the woman's eyes, and then pretended to be happy:

"Great, we can finally be aboveboard together."

Yangxu raised her eyebrows. As soon as she killed someone, she appeared.

Is there such a coincidence?

Yangxu looked at Yuedong Pavilion meaningfully.

Yue Dongge's round body suddenly stiffened:

"Young Lord Yang, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yangxu didn't speak.

Seeing Yue Dongge's nervous cold sweat coming out, Yang Xu suddenly smiled:

"Yue Dongge, you're very smart. I'm not sure you're worried about killing your brother. Even your affair with your sister-in-law has been exposed to me."

"Well, for your sake, let bygones be bygones. From now on, you will be your patriarch, and my agreement with you will still count."

Dealing with smart people is sometimes that simple.

As long as you have enough strength to frighten him, you don't have to worry about his betrayal.

Because smart people can measure the cost of betrayal themselves.

Yue Dongge is such a person.

As long as he and the Yue family want to live well, they will not betray the Yang family.

Unless the Yang family's power drops sharply.

But is that possible?

From today on, without the shackles of the city Lord Yue Dongyang, the development of the Yang family will only be thousands of miles a day!

Three days later.

The will to appoint Yang Qingtian as the leader of Tenglong city came down.

The Yang family is jubilant and supported by thousands of people in Tenglong city.

Holding the will, Yang Qingtian looked at his son in surprise:

"Yang Xu, my father is very curious. When did you make friends with general long? Without him, this appointment can't be done so soon."

Yang Xu smiled:

"Hey, hey, do you think it's white for your son to go to Qingzhuo?"

Yang Qingtian stared:

"Look, you can. If you go to the palace, even the emperor will have to call you brother. Don't be proud!"

Night.

I had supper with my parents.

Sitting in the pavilion, Yang Xu is summarizing and reflecting on his combat experience in recent days.

"Who!"

Yang Xu's eyes flashed and his sight crossed the darkness.

Instantly lock a figure on the wall.

"Yang Shaozhu, you are very alert."

His face was pale, without any bloody ink dust, and he smiled faintly.

Brush and pull!

A wisp of yellow sand spread down from the wall and turned into steps.

He stepped down.

"What are you doing here?"

Yangxu is very strange. This time, there is no murderous spirit on Mochen.

"I'll pay back your last favor."

Ink dust leaned against the pavilion column and looked at the rising sun with a smile:

"The Ming family is ready to fight again. This time he plans to deal with your parents."

"Huh?!"

Yang Xu's eyes were sharp:

"They're not finished yet, are they?"

Ink dust turned his eyes:

"Finished? How could it be! Your mysterious master killed the little Marquis of the Ming family! The Ming family is a big family and was slapped so hard, if there's no sign..."

"So if I can't catch my master, I'm going to anger our Yang family? I know."

Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and showed a look of interest on his pale face:

"What are you going to do? Do you need my hand?"

"You do it? Free?"

"Of course it's impossible! I told you that the Ming family is going to move the Yang family, and I've returned your favor. If you want to find me again, you need your sincerity."

He made a gesture of counting money.

"That's not necessary. Since they're looking for my master, let me see them."

Yang Xu made no secret of the killing on his face.

Ink dust looked slightly surprised:

"The nether family has laid a net, waiting for your master to deliver it to the door. You let him..."

"What's the use of ants for elephants?"

A strange smile appeared on Yangxu's face.

Ink dust's heart suddenly shook:

"This guy..."

He has been a killer for so many years and has seen many cruel people.

I've never seen a man like Yang Xu.

What kind of master can cultivate such disciples?

Wow.

Yang Xu threw a pamphlet to Mo Chen.

"What?"

He opened it and looked:

"Experience and methods of sand control?"

As soon as his eyes brightened, ink dust quickly looked through it and found that it was very helpful for him to improve his strength!

Mo Chen looked at it in surprise:

"For me?"

Yang Xuyi smiles:

"This is a part of master's experience from the eight phase world. It's helpful to you. Thank you for telling me today."

For Yangxu, the safety of her parents is priceless.

Ink dust deserves this reward.

"Aren't you afraid that I will assassinate you after my strength is improved?"

Yang Xu shrugged:

"Aren't you so stupid? Assassinate me with what I taught you?"

"Cut! Cunning fellow! The Ming family gave me three million Liang to kill you. I have to double my mission with others, so you owe me six million Liang!"

"Here are ten million Liang! Do me another favor!"

……

Junjia treasure house.

Stepping here again, Yang Xu looked at the mysterious darkness at the end and smiled:

"I said that when I come here again, I will devour you completely!"

"Now, brother is coming!"

Hum.

The mysterious faucet is locked, and the dense runes flash.

It is still difficult to split with a knife, and the fire keeps burning.

"Mysterious turtle shell, it's your turn."

Brush and pull.

In the middle of the Yangxu's eyebrows, a mysterious turtle shell emerged.

Mysterious black turtle back patterns, such as heaven's snare, envelop the faucet lock.

Crackle!

Faucet lock light flashing room.

All runes crumble.

Facing the dark iron gate as heavy as a mountain.

Yang Xu's eyes flashed.

Last time.

Yang Xu saw his future lost by the mysterious existence behind the door through the three great apes · future heads.

To save his life, he didn't open the door.

This time it's different.

Yangxu not only soared in strength, but now is different from the past.

And he's fully armed and ready.

Even in a trumpet.

In order to make use of the trumpet's full luck and root bone understanding.

Boom!

Yangxu pushed the door made of black iron and opened a gap.

There was no response behind the door.

Boom!

Yangxu pushed the iron door open completely.

Jie hahaha

A shrill howl, like a magic sound, rushed to the sun.

When!

On the head of Yangxu, the golden bell of Sanskrit suddenly shook.

The golden Sanskrit turns into sound wave, which will disperse the roaring magic sound in an instant.

"Hmm? Can the little human resist my evil voice?"

Brush and pull!

A blood light broke through the air.

It rushed to the sun, unexpectedly, buzzing!

The golden bell of Sanskrit falls down with energy ribbons with golden Sanskrit flashing on it.

Protect Yangxu firmly.

The blood light was suddenly knocked out and turned into a ball.

It is the size of a fist, haunting a green halo, like a cluster of ghost fire.

Looking carefully, it was a strange eye!