Chapter 800

"This... It's a long story!"

Now that his identity has been made public, there is no need to hide it from his wife. He also believed that his wife was the most credible person in his life and would not pass it on to him. So he said everything in detail, exaggerating and adding vinegar. Of course, he concealed that he was a God and his real relationship with the holy fire religion.

"In this way, I got the inheritance of the thirty-seven religious leaders of the holy fire sect, and saved the disintegrating congregation and Nanzhao empire. Everyone loved me and elected me as the religious leader. But I always thought that the fundamental reason why they made me the religious leader was that I was so handsome and could add luster to the holy fire sect. Under my handsome appearance, they all had the strength to work. That's why It has greatly promoted the productivity of the whole education... "

"All right, all right, there's no need to boast behind."

The so-called knowing a husband is not like a wife. As soon as she heard the endless talk behind him, Yang Yuchan stopped in a hurry.

Yang Feng looked at her bitterly and said, "really don't listen? Jade cicada, what's behind is the key."

"OK, that's your point, not mine. I'll ask you, you said that the second younger brother is now studying outside, is he also in the holy fire sect?"

"Yes, he liked the sabre king, one of the four Dharma kings I taught. Wang batian's Sabre technique, so he worshipped and practiced under his door. If you want to think about him, I'll take you to see him."

"Really?"

At present, Yang Yuchan was full of expectation, but soon shook her head with a smile and said, "forget it, the general altar of the sacred fire sect is thousands of miles away from Nanzhao. It's too far. Let's talk about it later."

"Not far. I'll take you back and forth in a quarter of an hour."

"Ah?"

"Ah, what? Let's go."

With a grin, Yang Feng immediately picked up the princess Yang Yuchan in a cry of surprise, which immediately made her blush again.

Ren Xiaoyao watched the two people spread dog food and coughed: "well... Sect leader Yang, I'm seriously injured and inconvenient to move. You won't leave me alone."

"No, grab my feet!"

Yang Feng ignored him, just stared at Yang Yuchan's shy face and stretched out a leg.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't know what he meant, but he still raised his hand and put it on his leg.

The next moment, with a whew, the three disappeared. When they reappeared, they had come to the branch Hall of the holy fire sect in the suburbs. Then the three passed through the ten thousand mile transmission array and all the way to the general altar of the sacred fire sect, but in the blink of an eye.

"Welcome the sect leader back to the general forum!"

WOW!

As soon as the three appeared, the Three Dharma kings led by the poison King knelt down together, and the rest knelt down with them.

Looking around, there are hundreds of people, each of whom has a strong momentum and a fierce complexion.

Ren Xiaoyao looked up. His heart jumped involuntarily and sighed under his heart.

It really deserves to be the holy fire sect, but there are so many peerless experts in the general altar, each of whom is a powerful person in the powerful Wulin.

Tut Tut, sect leader Yang really didn't boast before. If these people go to the imperial capital together, they can destroy all the forces of the imperial capital and Tianfeng college in an instant.

Ren Xiaoyao wiped the cold sweat on his head and was worried.

Yang Yuchan also looked shocked, although he knew that Yang Feng, the leader of the sacred fire sect, was certainly respected and worshipped by countless believers.

But when she really saw the powerful momentum of these believers, she was still shocked. It turned out that the current power of their Yang family was already so terrible.

Looking at the stunned eyes of Yang Yuchan at this moment, Yang Feng couldn't help grinning and put her down. He said proudly, "see, this is my little brothers now, and also your little brothers. If you have anything in the future, you can call at will. You're welcome. They're all from your own family, hehe."

"My subordinates, please see the leader's wife!"

At this time, the poison king was the most clever. When he saw Yang Yuchan coming, he took the lead in drinking and worshipping. The rest of the people followed him and bowed down.

Yang Yuchan was startled. Facing the dark crowd, she was at a loss. Finally, she just smiled stiffly, waved her hand and said, "get up quickly, don't be polite."

"Get up, get up, my wife thinks you are your own people. Don't be bound."

"Thank you, sect leader, Mrs. Xie!"

All the people answered and straightened up neatly, with respect in their eyes.

Especially the poison king, his ass bumped up and approached Yang Yuchan: "madam, we meet again."

"Oh, master poison king, long time no see. I want to thank you for the gift you gave me."

"No, no, no respect. It's all right. Hey, hey, hey." he waved his hand gently, and the poison King smiled shyly.

The other two Dharma kings glanced at him with disdain.

This flatterer, it turns out that he has flattered his wife for a long time. Shit!

But soon, Yang Yuchan's next sentence almost didn't scare the old poison to death: "it's just that you wanted to accept me as an adoptive daughter. I still have reservations about your religion and didn't promise. You won't blame me."

"What? You actually want to take the leader's wife as an adoptive daughter? You want to ride on the leader's head. Your heart can be killed." hearing this, the corpse king immediately shouted angrily.

Wang batian could not stop nodding and scolding, "old poison, you have a bad heart."

"That old fellow, after a while, you explain to me. What's the matter with you taking my wife as an adoptive daughter? Why didn't you report it to me?"

Yang Feng was more direct. When his eyes were cold, he put on the shoulder of the poison king and walked to a dark corner, followed by the other two Dharma kings.

As soon as the poison King blushed, he was almost crying and hurriedly explained: "religious leader, listen to me. My wife is born beautiful. I like it very much. I can't help thinking of my dead daughter. There's no other meaning!"

"Pull it down, you old bachelor. Where's your daughter?"

"Yes, I testify. This old guy has been interested in herbs for more than 100 years. Women's hands haven't even touched them. Enlightenment from the leader."

However, as soon as he said this, the two bad friends who followed him immediately broke down.

Yang Feng smiled coldly and said nothing more. As soon as he pushed him into a small room, he waved and asked the other two Dharma kings to close the door tightly.

Then, hearing the loud clang of bells and the continuous sad wailing, Yang Feng came out easily a quarter of an hour later, and the other two Dharma Kings also looked elated.

Yang Yuchan was surprised and asked, "Sir, what were you doing in there just now? So loud?"

"Oh, nothing. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's celebrate. By the way, you're looking for your second brother. Let's go. I'll take you to see him."

With that, Yang Feng took Yang Yuchan with an ignorant face, and the rest of the saints followed him, accompanied the leaders to inspect the unit, and all disappeared in an instant.

Ren Xiaoyao, who was seriously injured and hard to move, sat at the entrance of the transmission channel, blinked helplessly, looked embarrassed and said, "well... No one cares about me? If I'm seriously injured, who can help me heal?"

"And me!"

At the same time, in the dark cabin, the poison King climbed out with a bruised face and tearful eyes: "don't you just want to be the father-in-law of the sect leader? What a big deal! You're so heavy? You're killing me, wuwuwuwuwu!"