Chapter 139

Wang Yinhu nodded. He was not a fool. As soon as he patted the table, he got up and left for work.

Only a long charming woman looked at Yang Sisi, "sister. How many rounds can dragons fight with me

"Yao Si, you don't want to be coquettish. Don't be lazy this time. Last time you had that stupid cow to help you, this time you didn't have it." Yang Sisi disdains the way.

"Hum, Yang Sisi, you are just envious. In fact, I haven't had a question for so many years. Why do we all have a lucky name in our names, but you don't have it."

Yang didn't want to explain, but he didn't think much about it. "My name is too bad. I changed my pseudonym myself, but you came later than me and didn't know it."

Yao Si's eyes brightened, and immediately ran to her body. Holding her body, he came close to her body and rubbed it. His big eyes flashed and asked, "what's called, what's seen?"

A man who had been beating saw it and immediately ran over, "Yao Si, you ask me, I'll tell you!"

"Good, good!" Yao Siyi hugged the man in the same way. "Her name is Yang Weicui."

"It's not ugly either!" Yao Si was puzzled.

"Where they are, the word" Cui "means auspicious. It can only be used for people who have no dead husband. It's a pity that his husband died. So you can't use it. You can only use a false name. In fact, you can also use it. It's just that a false name will hinder the communication between you and Qi Yun, so it's not very constructive... "

The man, jumping like a monkey, suddenly felt a chill. He immediately pushed Yao Si away. "Sister, I'll go first if I have something to do."

Yao Si looked at Yang Sisi awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, sister. I'm going to work now."

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The sky of the imperial city is overcast and calm. Qi Yun is scattered in every corner of the imperial city. Qi Yun's leakage lasts for one night, and then it's gone. The Qi Yun that belongs to the civilians is still a little bit.

Some people set foot on the path of cultivation after a night. They didn't know it at first. They didn't pay attention to the path until they found that they could carry huge stones with their bare hands. So they jumped up.

There are many people in Qingshui gang leader's house, only Yang Fan and Wu people are left.

Some people are still wondering why the tower of Qingshui Gang disappeared overnight.

Yang Yangyang was sent home.

Yang Fan was in a bad mood, so he wanted to go out for a walk. Wu Renji followed him.

They came to a pub and began to drink.

In the tavern, a man with three big swords on his back and a middle-aged man with slight white temples sneaked in.

They sat next to Yang Fan. The man with three big swords on his back frowned when he saw Yang Fan's expression. These days, he and his master have been shut up. He doesn't know what happened to Yang Fan, but his master is still a man with white temples. That's not the case. "What's the matter with young man? There's a dead man at home with a smelly face."

How about the disciple? How about the master? It's not right to say that the master is more powerful. Otherwise, Mo Ruyu would not be so afraid of his master, the master who wrote the death talisman.

Yang Fan didn't look at him, but looked out. A family disciple was bullying.

"Are you robbing me? Do you know who my father is? Do you know who I am The speaker was wearing royal guards, and there was an inexplicable evil spirit between his eyebrows. He pulled a man with a soft body and said angrily, a woman was lying on the ground crying, and a crying woman was standing behind the man.

"Please let my son go. He just wants to buy me a present. Please." The woman begged for mercy, but she couldn't disturb the man's heart.

The man in the royal guards raised his leg and was ready to kick the woman to death. On the way, however, he stopped and turned to look at the woman behind him.

"You killed them both with this knife, and you're crying. Stop crying!"

The woman picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and walked towards the woman trembling.

The onlookers were sighing, thinking that another innocent man had died, and how could a man with strength rob others with his family disciples?

All of a sudden, a young man came and snatched the woman's knife.

Do you think it's still the past? I tell you we're going to start fighting! "

With his exclamation, a group of young people came up, and he was blessed with good fortune.

It took them a long time to find their prey, and this time they will become a symbol of justice for the common people.

The man in the royal guards is full of disdain. He thinks that they are just as strong as the man who just disabled himself.

"Girl, if you use fear, we will avenge you!" The young man released the woman in his arms and was ready to kill them, but the woman opened her arms and blocked their way.

"They are a group, I remember!"

Then someone in the crowd came out to remind me.

The young man who just hugged the woman showed his disdainful eyes. He patted his body and felt that it was a bit malignant. "So, kill them all directly, brothers. Our starting point will start from here!"

At the young man's command, a man suddenly appeared behind the man. He hit him on the head with a hoe and only peeled off a layer of skin. If it wasn't for the man, he might have died immediately.

With a bang, the man fell into a pool of blood.

The woman can't speak, but she can hear the voice. She looks behind her and finds that the man in royal guards has fallen down and has a big mouth, but she doesn't make any sound.

A slap came suddenly and hit the woman's head. The woman fell down, her consciousness was blurred, and she could only feel the pain of stepping on her body.

She took a look at the man and found that he was being beaten. She rushed to the crowd with her last consciousness and protected the man behind her.

"I really deserve it. Good people are not rewarded well, so what this country lacks is not a strong cultivation value, but a system builder." Mo Ruyu's master sighed.

Mo Ruyu shakes his head. Just as he wants to ask what happened to Yang Fan, he finds that Yang Fan has jumped into the crowd.

Yang Fan, who fell from the sky, flew all the young people.

He looked at the man who was flying around. "I told him long ago that to build a perfect country is not to let the people and how much power there is, but to build a perfect system so that those people can be protected."

Suddenly, Yang Fan wakes up. Maybe Han Zun just wants to see if he is right.

Yang Fan smiles bitterly and looks at the woman protecting the man in the royal guards. He takes out two pills from his arms and squats down.

"Don't worry, it's all right. You can eat this!"

The woman who wanted to talk about the past suddenly came to the spirit. She first took a pill and fed it into her mouth to chew. After chewing for a long time, she picked up the man and opened his mouth to put the pill into his mouth.