Chapter 33： Yang Zi'an's secret forces

After getting up early, having eaten the master’s loving breakfast, the three apprentices left one after another, and A Yin was also forcibly taken away by Gu Yuena. Both Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong agreed. After all, only A Yin was left to live with the master alone. inappropriate.

Well, they are not jealous, just for the sake of Ah Yin's safety.

Yang Zian said to this, whatever...

Anyway, he massaged his legs all night, and now he is focused on the Buddha, and he feels that the expression that color is empty is correct.

After all, he massaged at least two legs in one night, and Gu Yuena, a bold chick, even added her own leg when Yang Zian massaged the legs of A Yin and Bibi Dong. Of course, this leg didn’t. Let Yang Zian massage, but put it in another place.........

just asked Yang Zian to change his pants and wash his pants...

After the four girls were gone, Yang Zian instantly felt that the entire nameless mountain range was empty, and there was an indescribable sense of desolation.

"Should they be here?" Yang Zian stood on the edge of the cliff, in white clothes like snow, facing the cold wind, his eyes cast to the sky.

After about ten minutes, two red and black silhouettes appeared in the sky, very fast, and they arrived in front of Yang Zian in an instant.

"Murong Feixue will never give birth to me, kendo is like a long night!"

The voice has arrived before the person arrives. The black streamer is a flying sword. On the flying sword is a man in black. He is not only stepping on a black sword, but also carrying a black sword on his back. , But the strange thing is that his head is not facing Yang Zian, only the back of Yang Zian's head is left.

And that pretending poem came out of his mouth.

"Three million sword immortals in the sky, you need to lower your eyebrows when you meet me!"

"Your Excellency, dare to take me a sword?"

Yang Zi'an: ........

I shouldn't have taught him to pretend to be forceful, but now he has become a hanger.

But feeling the disciple’s sword intent, Yang Zian is still very satisfied, has made a lot of progress...

"Okay, that's what you said." Yang Zian tapped the toes lightly, and then rose into the air like a Dapeng bird, leaping directly over Murong Chuuxue's head.

At the same time, on a tree on the top of the mountain, countless leaves flew directly into the sky, flying around Yang Zian, forming a huge leaf barrier.

And Na Murong Chuuxue still carried the back of his head, but he pulled out the black sword from his back, and then the nine spirit rings on the back lit up.

Two yellows, two purples, four blacks and one red, nine spirit rings flickering, they are the strength of Title Douluo!

"The sword is coming!"

That black sword instantly became extremely huge, and then slashed towards Yang Zian, it seemed that there was only this sword in the world!

Yang Zi'an didn't panic, countless leaves greeted him with sword aura, and the sound of breaking through the sky continued. If Murong Feixue's sword is a sword of heaven and earth, then Yang Zi'an's sword is a sword of heaven and earth!

Although Yang Zian doesn't study kendo, he has the martial spirit of Samsara Sword anyway, and he knows everything a little bit.

"Swipe!" Countless leaves confronted the Great Black Great Sword. Although a single leaf was not enough to break the enemy, countless leaves directly blocked the progress of the Great Black Sword, and even the blade of the Great Black Sword appeared. A series of tiny cracks...

"With flowers and leaves, everything in heaven and earth can be swords, this is the highest state of swords, no sword is better than a sword!" Murong Chuuxue's voice was obviously excited.

"Master, come on, teach me the highest level of sword."

I saw Murong Feixue suddenly jumped off Feijian, then knelt on the ground, facing Yang Zian with the back of his head.

No, you are wrong. In my previous life, the highest state of sword was Dabaojian...

Yang Zian looked at Murong Feixue, who was still facing him with the back of his head, and kicked him on his ass.

"I let you pretend!"

"Let the back of your head face people!"

"Challenge me as soon as he comes back!"

It wasn't until Murong Feixue's **** was kicked a few more shoe prints that Yang Zian stopped his violent temper. Then Murong Feixue stood up calmly and patted the dust, muttering in her mouth:

"Before the rise of geniuses, they are always humiliated and tortured..."

Yang Zi'an didn't bother to take care of the whole goods anymore, and looked to the side of the white figure who had been staring coldly and silently.

It was a woman, about twenty-five or sixty years old, with nice apricot eyes, but she was deserted. She had a melon-seeded face. Although the facial features were distinct, no matter if it was her eyes or her lips, they all revealed something. Coldly.

She wears a delicate ponytail. She wears white clothes from head to toe, as are her boots, and they are spotless, even the patterns on the clothes are symmetrical.

She is like a winter plum, cold, lonely, and inaccessible.

"Begonia, why did you come here by yourself this time, without your tenderness?"

Compared to the pretending eldest brother Murong Chuuxue, Yang Zian is more willing to communicate with Xiaojiabiyu’s Murong.

"Busy." Murong Haitang only said one word.

"Oh, that's okay." Yang Zian has automatically translated the meaning of this sentence to Murong Haitang: "The third sister is busy with business, I can't take care of it..."

I really cherish words like gold!

As a traveler and an old sleep master, Yang Zian still knows the importance of cultivating power, so he established his own organization as early as a thousand years ago.

Name: Douluo fights more people!

can be regarded as a tribute to the last life.

But it’s not so easy for him to change the person’s responsibility. At the beginning, it was divided into three major modules:

The dark guards are mainly responsible for firepower output and spying on intelligence, all over the mainland and even overseas.

Shangyitang: I hold several important chambers of commerce in the mainland, and have business all over the mainland.

Although Shangyitang is not an overall chamber of commerce, almost 60% of the chambers of commerce belong to Shangyitang.

The last one is the Law Enforcement Hall, which monitors itself and the other two departments.

Although Yang Zi'an didn't want to develop the guards, he just gave a few words, but after more than a thousand years, he found that the guards were already the second largest organization in the Douluo Continent.

If resources are integrated, Wuhundian may not be comparable!

After all, his identity is here, so he can't do everything by himself.

In the past few years, the three most gifted orphans he selected 30 years ago have been responsible for the replacement of the guards. UU has been reading for 30 years, using fairy grass and teaching, and let the three of them. They have all become Title Douluo strengths.

Among them, Murong Haitang is in charge of the dark guard, and she is also suitable for this purpose, while Murong Feixue is in charge of the law enforcement hall. His proud personality makes Murong Chuuxue not to bend the law for personal gain.

And the youngest third sister Murong Rouqing is in charge of Shang Yitang, and her temperament is also the most suitable.

And this time the three people are called, it is Yang Zian's work report before going to bed, and some of his arrangements.

But it's a pity that he loves communication most, and the gentle and dignified Murong sentiment did not come, so Yang Zian once lost the desire to communicate.

"How are you going to call more recently?" Yang Zian rubbed his eyebrows, intending to make a long story short.

"Good." Murong Haitang said lightly.

"How is the dark guard progressing? Do you need help from the master?"

"Okay. Nothing." Murong Haitang continued to answer calmly, these are the answers to two questions.

"Where is Shangyitang? Where has the business expanded?" Yang Zi'an continued to ask.

If you don’t believe this question, you can still answer less, at least a few words?

"Good. Many places." This sentence means that the development is very good and the business has expanded to many places.

Yang Zian looked at Murong Chuuxue, who was still facing him with the back of his head, and talked with Biwang.

"Kuang!" Yang Zian kicked Murong Feixue's **** again.

"Master, why are you kicking me again?"

"Unhappy mood..."

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