Chapter 571

The next morning, Yang Feng and the five poison boy sat in the carriage sent by Dugu's family and embarked on the road of returning to the Fenglei imperial capital.

Mo Shaoqiu and Yan Tianxing were worshipped by their six Yang families, and they rode on high horses with guards on the side. The sun moon star three strange waiter still doesn't show up and protects in the dark.

Looking at their fading bodies, all the people in southern Xinjiang, Yelu and Dugu's family were sending off with blessings.

Only Na Yelu Chuxiong, with a bitter look on his face, sighed endlessly.

Alas, before he left, the holy King pried away five offerings in my family, and even the big offerings of the treasure of the town house ran away. If I had known this, I shouldn't have sent the great sacrifice in the past.

How are you now, adult family, tut tut.

A cart of six horses galloped on the endless plain and slowly disappeared.

Three months later, on a quiet path.

"It's been three months. Change back to the trumpet. You've had a summer vacation. Should you have enough rest?"

"No, don't change!"

"Change it!"

"No change!"

……

In the carriage, the ghost of the holy ancestor earnestly advised Yang Feng to cross his legs and hold a bunch of grapes in his hand. While eating, he spit out seeds and swagger.

The five poison boy sat in front of Yang Feng's leg like a little girl, beat his leg, looked at the stalemate between the holy ancestor and the sect leader, and couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Although she didn't understand the meaning of changing numbers, the holy ancestor was teaching the sect leader some peerless magic skills. But obviously, if you change to trumpet, the holy ancestor has the advantage and the leader has to obey. But once it was changed to a large size, the holy ancestor had no way to take the leader, and the leader immediately got up.

Poof poof!

Grape seeds were spitting out at the machine gun, and Yang Feng glanced indifferently: "I just don't change. I want to supplement carbohydrates and vitamins, not minerals and radioactive elements. It's for robots, not people."

"The so-called born in sorrow and died in happiness, you will die sooner or later!"

"I won't die like this. If I eat those slag every day, I will have gallstones, stomach stones and kidney stones. Finally, you will die. Cut it!"

Poof!

Yang Feng didn't listen to the emperor's advice at all. He turned and sprayed another grape seed, but suddenly, he rushed over on a fast horse.

"Oh!"

Hiss!

A scream sounded, and then there were bursts of neighing. The horse put on its feet in front of Yang Feng's car and stopped.

Right away, he was a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. He wiped a handful of grape seeds on his face. At that time, he stared at Yang Feng in the car and shouted, "what are you spitting on the road? Don't look at people?"

"Er, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention, hey hey!"

With a grin, Yang Feng waved to him apologetically and said, "however, it's not all my fault. My car is so slow. If you pay attention, you won't be vomited. Isn't it? The key is that you rode too fast just now. Did you exceed the speed limit?"

"You..."

He glared at him fiercely. The young man was just about to get angry. He rode a fast horse behind him and stopped beside him. He looked at the movement in Yang Feng's car. The little girl of five poison boy beat his legs and hammered his hands. He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "don't worry about such dandies. It's important!"

He took a deep breath. After gouging out Yang Feng, the boy stepped on his feet and left quickly. The man around him also hurried to keep up.

Looking at the back of the two men, Yang Feng shrugged and said, "no wonder what I just said is wrong? It's clear that they were speeding and I spit grape seeds indiscriminately. This is not a big road. It's in the fields and countryside. You can't plant a grape seed. Will it grow into a grape tree in the future? Cut!"

"It seems that our master has been regarded as a dandy, ha ha ha!"

Ha ha ha!

Mo Shaoqiu laughed, and the rest of the offerings laughed together.

On the other hand, a quarter of an hour later, the two young men came to a small rural shop. As soon as they entered, a waiter greeted them with a smile and respectfully said, "gentlemen, do you want to stay in the shop or be a top performer?"

"We..."

"Here!"

Just as the two were about to speak, a bearded man waved to them. The young man smiled and said, "we're with them!"

"Well, you two, eat well and drink well. Welcome!" the waiter bowed down and ignored them.

They hurried to the bearded table and sat down. Their faces quickly became solemn.

There are six people on this table. Now add two of them, exactly eight. Everyone is a person with a deep eyebrow and a bad complexion.

"How's it going, uncle Meng?"

The boy pretended to drink a mouthful of wine and murmured.

The bearded man didn't look at him, but looked up and said, "the birthday outline that the patron king sent to the dog emperor is above. It is escorted by one of his most powerful thirteen Taibao, cold faced flying eagle. The king of war's first-class peak strength can't be underestimated!"

"War king?"

When his heart stagnated, the young man's face quickly dignified: "it's bad. Uncle Meng has just broken through the king of war here. Uncle Yao is a middle level cultivation of the first level of a great martial artist. Can you two work together to deal with the master of the king of war? There's a difference of two levels in the middle! Otherwise, this action will be..."

"No!"

His eyes suddenly coagulated, and the beard's eyes were full of determination: "just because the patron king sent his right-hand assistant, the thirteen Taibao, to send this birthday outline in person, it shows that this birthday outline is absolutely precious. Getting it will be of great help to our uprising army, and we must not miss it."

As he spoke, the beard stared at the shadow of leisurely drinking in the attic. His fists were tight, and his eyes were already gurgling and killing.

In the elegant room above the pavilion, a middle-aged man with a face as cold as ice, while drinking wine, looked at an old man with a drooping eyebrow on the other side and murmured, "the people at the table below look very suspicious. Do you want to catch them and interrogate them?"

"Interrogation? Well, I'll catch them now, ha ha ha!"

However, before the old man spoke, a young man of about 20 jumped up with excitement and left.

The eyelids shook, and the middle-aged man hurriedly said, "wait, little prince..."

"Let him go!"

Before he could stop him, the old man suddenly said, "it doesn't matter if I'm here. Let the little prince try those people and see if there's really a problem, ha ha."

"Well, since you have said so, all right!"

After taking a deep look at the old man, the middle-aged man calmed down again and drank the wine calmly.

At the same time, as soon as the little prince came out of the room, he greeted the guards of six generals, walked downstairs defiantly, and decided to approach the young man's table.

When the young man saw the other party coming, his eyebrows trembled slightly. He didn't dare to see it. He quickly turned his head, but a pair of white jade palms trembled unconsciously