"Ah!"

Hou Er grabbed the sword blade piercing his chest with both hands. His eyes protruded, his body curled up, and there was blood between his fingers.

"What you say doesn't count..."

Disdain flashed in the eyes of the man dressed in short clothes, and he withdrew the sword blade and turned to Hou San, who was shivering at the side.

As for Hou Da, he was stabbed to death by the man in short clothes with a sword the moment they handed over the black iron and fine gold.

Hou San suppressed the fear in his heart and managed to fire out a few wooden arrows, which he shot crookedly.

The man swung his long sword and knocked the wooden arrow to the ground. With a sinister smile on his face, he walked towards Hou San step by step.

Suddenly, he stopped, his face changed drastically, and he turned his head to look outside the hospital.

"Stop—" the young man shouted angrily from afar.

The man in short clothes flipped his palm, turned the sword horizontally, and slapped Hou San on the forehead. He immediately took a step forward, picked up the fainted Qi Practitioner, and placed the sword across his neck.

"Don't come over, or I'll kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man was already floating lightly into the hospital, and soon after, a girl followed him.

The man in short clothes looked at the boys and girls who came in, feeling surprised and uncertain:

"There are four foundation builders in our Xian family, including masters like the fourth elder, but they are lost in the hands of these two people?"

For a moment, his eyes wandered around, always feeling like there was an ambush outside.

Yang Zhen looked at the corpses scattered in the courtyard and became furious!

They are just a group of mortals, working hard underground to maintain a pitiful livelihood. They have no money, and they are not the slightest threat to you. Just like this, you don't let it go!

This person deserves to die!

"Exit the yard! Otherwise he will die!" The man in short clothes shouted loudly, with veins on his face showing, looking hideous and terrifying.

With a slash of the sword in his hand, a stream of blood spurted out from Hou San's neck.

Zhao Yue'er looked at the young man. At this time, she had barely restrained her psychological discomfort, but when she saw the corpses in the courtyard, she couldn't help but feel her stomach churn again.

Yang Zhen stared at the opponent coldly, suddenly grinned, the wooden stick turned into a spear, and stabbed several times, making a trick.

Short Yi watched intently, thinking that the opponent might turn reality into reality at any time, and was secretly on guard. Suddenly, his heart shuddered, and before he could take any action, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, splitting his whole body open!

After thirty breaths of rest, Yiyi’s lightning strikes made another great achievement!

……

"Big brother said that as long as we hand over our things, they will let us go."

In the hospital, Hou San, who regained consciousness, recounted what had just happened with tears and runny noses.

"So, you just surrendered your weapons and didn't even resist?"

Yang Zhen shook her head. The so-called sorrow for their misfortune and anger for their inability to fight was their own fault. Otherwise, with the combined efforts of the three of them, the opponent would only be in the early stage of foundation building. Even if they were defeated, they could at least persist until they came to help.

He put his hand on the abdomen of a miner, and thick green smoke came out from the palm of his hand, covering the sword wound instantly, and it quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, the thirty-three miners did not gather together. The man in short clothes slashed randomly with a sword for a while, and then went to look for the monks from the Hou family in the house, so many of them still survived.

Thirteen died, eleven were injured, and nine others were safe and sound.

As long as the injured ones did not die at that time, their lives were saved under the treatment of Yang Zhen and Yiyi, and they could even be cured in another half-quarter of an hour.

All of a sudden, various sounds of thanksgiving and kneeling came one after another, mixed with moans and wailings, and it was a mess like a hodgepodge.

Zhao Yuer'er held a guy bound by the immortal rope in each hand and threw it to the ground with a "bang!"

That was the first person who was struck down by lightning, and the third person who was hit by Yang Zhen's purple gold rod. Both of them just fainted, and their lives were not serious.

The other three people were all killed on the spot.

As the last miner was cured, Yang Zhen washed her hands, stood up, and looked at the night sky in the distance, her eyes narrowed slightly.

A flying boat is approaching from far away, speeding towards this side.

……

Two men, one tall and one short, stepped out of the flying boat and stood in mid-air.

The tall man at the back has a long beard and a stern expression, exuding an aura of calm but intimidation.

The person leading the way was a short, fat man with a round face that seemed to be smiling at all times. He was seen scanning the entire courtyard, and his eyes finally settled on Zhao Yue'er.

"Who are you? Did you just report the news?" he asked condescendingly.

Zhao Yue'er and Yang Zhen looked at each other. Yang Zhen had some impressions of the tall man. She had seen him on the day of Qingzhou's expedition, and vaguely remembered that he should be the palace lord of a certain state.

"I have met these two seniors," he said, cupping his hands: "Disciple Yang Zhen, this is my senior sister Zhao Yue'er. We were selected by Elder Simeng to come to Qingzhou to assist in arresting the Sangzhou thieves who committed crimes..."

Then, he gave an overview of what happened tonight, and most of the battle process was briefly mentioned.

"The opponent had five foundation builders, and you two killed three of them and captured two alive?" The fat man asked in surprise, his small eyes constantly looking at the two of them, always feeling that this was a bit ridiculous.

"It's just a fluke," Yang Zhen said humbly, and pointed at Zhao Yue'er: "Before Senior Sister went out, an elder gave her a few talismans, which just happened to make a difference."

"Who is your master?" It was the tall palace master who asked.

Zhao Yueer respectfully replied: "Master Shuihong Zhenren."

"Oh!" The tall man nodded and said nothing.

The fat man also stopped talking, but his eyes were still moving around, wondering what he was thinking about.

Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly: "What a good guy, you are pretending to be dead!"

He struck out quickly with both palms, building up an astonishing momentum and hitting the ground.

Yang and Zhao were startled and hurriedly avoided it. They heard a "boom" and a large crater was made on the ground. A corpse in the middle instantly broke into several pieces.

Yang Zhen took a closer look and found that it was the body of Xian Xinggu, and she was suddenly a little confused:

"The Xianxinggu Tianlingen was smashed by me, and I can't die anymore. How can I still make a sneak attack?"

Just as he was surprised, he saw the short fat man waving his hand: "Boy, come with me."

Through a few brief conversations, he had already figured out that although the girl was much higher in cultivation, it was this young man who made the final decision between the two.

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Yang Zhen followed him to a room confused.

The short fat man casually slapped a soundproof barrier on his face and looked at the young man with a kind expression.

"It's extremely rare for the two of you to be able to fight against strong enemies when you are just starting out. It's extremely rare to see two against five." He gave a thumbs up and said with a smile.

Yang Zhen said a few words of humility, feeling even more surprised.

"However, you are too careless. If the fourth elder of the Xian family named Xian Xinggu hadn't arrived in time, you two would have suffered a big loss."

He patted the young man on the shoulder. Yang Zhen subconsciously wanted to dodge, but under the pressure of Zifu, she couldn't break free for a while, and her face changed involuntarily!

The short fat man didn't seem to notice the uneasiness on his face, and continued: "You two are young and promising, and I, Chongyun Palace, will definitely report your contribution tonight. In the future, when you come to Chongzhou, I, Chongyun Palace, will be enthusiastic.

Treat you two, haha!"

He took out a bottle of elixir and stuffed it into the young man's hand: "This is a top-grade Yuan Ning Dan. Give it to your senior sister. She will definitely like it."

After saying that, he winked and said, "Brother, I'll create opportunities for you, that's interesting!"

Yang Zhen couldn't resist, and felt that the Ning Yuan Dan was not a valuable thing, so she thanked her and put it in her sleeve.

Seeing that the things were put away, the smile on Chubby's face became even bigger, and he finally came to the topic:

"Master Nephew, please don't forget the life-saving grace given by the Palace Master. As uncles, we don't want anything in return from you, but if anyone asks about what happened, Junior Nephew can report the truth -"

"Don't take all the credit for yourself!" At this point, his smile faded and he stared sharply at the young man in front of him.

Seeing that Yang Zhen remained silent, his face gradually turned gloomy: "Why, didn't I make it clear enough?"

Why doesn't Yang Zhen understand? He just can't believe that the majestic Master of the Purple Mansion, the master of Yizhou Palace, would actually compete with two juniors for credit!

So shameless!

That's ridiculous!

He didn't know that it was true that these two people were shameless, but it was so ridiculous that it couldn't really be said.

After Dou Xichang took office, after a month of dormancy, he gradually showed his fangs and began to rectify various states and counties.

Otherwise, why would the Lord of the First Palace go to Qingzhou and participate in an ambush operation? He was not forced to do so.

After only staying for half a month, not even a single person from Sangzhou showed up. Now I finally got the opportunity. I came here after all the hard work, but I didn’t expect that two juniors would finish the work!

How can this work!

If I don’t make some contributions, I’m afraid the position under my butt will be unstable!

Therefore, the two of them did not care about looking ugly, and this is how the scene just happened.

Yang Zhen has not figured out the background of the matter at this time, but it does not prevent him from making his own choice.

He took out the bottle of elixir from his sleeve:

"My disciple is stupid, and I can't understand my uncle's words."

Saying that, he offered the elixir with both hands.

The short, fat monk stared at him fiercely for a long time, then flicked his sleeves and pushed the door open.
Chapter completed!