Chapter 150

After that, a banquet that should have been attended by only a few families became open to all families because of a suggestion from Yang Fan.

Su zihuai looked at the crowd, lost in thought, because he knew it was not in line with the rules.

As the winner, muzilin did not go to the place where the banquet was held, but went directly to the forbidden area of the imperial city.

When he came to the white fog, he didn't go in. He said respectfully to the white fog, "master, I'm here."

There was no sound in the white fog for a long time. Muzilin could only say it once.

This time he spoke in a more urgent voice.

"Well, what's the matter? Did you win?"

"Won! And Muzilin didn't continue to talk, but suddenly a breath of innate environment swept out.

"You..." the voice in the white fog was eager.

"Didn't I tell you that you can't improve your accomplishments without my permission? Why don't you listen? " The voice in the white fog was a little angry.

"It's my freedom not to raise my accomplishments. How can master be afraid that I will surpass you all at once! Hum, too. You must be afraid of a genius like me, because master, you are just born in the middle of the world! " Muzilin broke through the white fog and saw the tightly wrapped gongfeng.

"Master, I want to ask you what is the second half of the Heart Sutra?" Muzilin knew how to endure, but now he felt that his cultivation was improving.

He didn't suppress his hunger and thirst in the end.

"You are really greedy, but I like your greedy like a bottomless pit, like me!" In the white fog, countless black hands suddenly came out and seized muzilin.

Muzilin was startled.

"Well! It's a trick to carve worms! " Muzilin didn't have the slightest fear, because they had a fight with these black hands before they went out that day, and they won in the end.

As soon as his tiger body was shocked, he wanted to shake these black hands away, but those black hands were not shaken away, on the contrary, they were more tight.

Black hand from his neck full to an ant will slowly climb up, he wants to make a sound, but found that his throat has been cut.

His mouth was wide open, but there was no sound.

He died in despair. His head was separated and his face was cut off and washed in the pond.

Soon muzilin poked his head out of the white fog. He waited for a long time, but there was no response. He was very happy.

He waved his hand, the air in his chest became thick, like the cloud hand, "still no response, it seems that I am dead in their eyes!"

But he just did not walk a few steps, the sky will ring up, scared him directly back to the white fog.

But for the company of lightning after a while, he would not dare to go out today.

He controlled his accomplishments by lowering the blood pressure. He only had the inborn middle realm. Although it was not strong enough, it was enough.

"If it weren't for the fact that other people's bodies can't be cultivated and that they can only be changed three times, I would have killed you as soon as I came out!"

He looked at the tight grip of the right fist.

"Who are you going to kill?" Suddenly, the old woman's face appeared in the white fog, which scared gongfeng to death.

"Do you want to scare me to death?" Gongfeng said angrily.

The old woman looked at him coldly, "even if you change a good body, but your cultivation is only higher than me, so you don't want to be paranoid. Cooperate with me well. At the moment of my success, you will tell you five hundred ways to have a baby."

Gongfeng looks at the old woman who only sticks out her head and looks like death. "How powerful was your clan?"

"It's a height you can't guess." The old woman said calmly.

At the moment, outside Gongyu's palace, Su zihuai has already stood in front of his palace.

After a while, the Palace door opened and Gongyu, a man dressed in a Dragon Robe, walked out of the palace.

"Your Majesty, the palace shouldn't have so many people all at once. It's not safe." Su zihuai reminds a way.

"No, he suggested it to me. I believe you can." Gongyu's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

Su zihuai stares at Gongyu leaving with a gloomy face. This is the third time that he has killed Gongyu. Yang Fan must die tonight.

Clapping hands, a man in black came down from the sky.

"Have you found out where he is?"

"Back to worship, he is still drinking with Chen Pingping and others."

Su zihuai sneered. He looked at the dark night sky with a pleasant smile. "Do you know who is the only one we are afraid of in the whole Chu Kingdom?"

The man in black shook his head.

"Chen Pingping, his death talisman, as for others who rely on those secret methods to improve, they are not afraid. After all, that one just needs to drag on, but no one can drag on that death talisman. So we have to give him face. " Su zihuai shook his head helplessly.

"I see!" The man in black did not enter the darkness, and Su zihuai also went out of the palace.

At the same time, Yang Sisi told her daughter what happened these days.

Yang Yangyang, who was covered with a layer of blood mist, opened his eyes and said, "abandon it, abandon Yang Fan."

This is Yang Yangyang's reply.

Yang Sisi understood, "take everyone away!"

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The second floor of a tavern is very busy. Yang Fan, Wu Renji, Mo Ruyu and Chen Ping drink a lot.

As friars, wine has been completely decomposed at the moment of drinking, so they will not be drunk no matter how long. After all, these are all ordinary wine.

Their side was full of empty jars, which made the store cry. Seeing that the wine was almost gone, he brought the baby up again.

Small two will wine up, a face of reluctance, can only a strong wry smile.

After carrying more than 20 jars of wine, he could stop at last.

"The wine in the boss's liquor store is all gone. Shall we?" Xiaoer, a bucktooth, said with a smile.

The boss gave him a slap directly, "if it's gone, it's gone. It's a big deal to close the shop."

Look, the boss is so sad that he chooses to close down. It's really miserable.

Little two also left sad tears for not having a job.

All of a sudden, a bag of money flew over. The bag was so big that it was as big as a head. The boss opened the bag and looked at it, then he was smiling.

"Thank you. Thank you. I don't want this shop. I'll give it to you." The boss took the small two's hand and ran out immediately.

He gave little two or two gold, little two is very happy, "take this gold back quickly, marry a daughter-in-law!"

The boss left with his purse on his back. After a while, pain came from behind and a knife went straight through his head.

Little two tilted his head and looked at the boss lying on the street, "such a big bag of gold only gave me one or two, do you think I'm a fool?"

Whew, an arrow hit him in the head and died on the spot.

He had a purse in his arms and the dream of his life.