The sound coming from the altar seemed to have a strange magic power. Anyone who heard this sound felt an inexplicable sense of sadness.

Qin Yang was no exception. The moment he heard this sound, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have returned to waking up, facing the bloody setting sun on the hills in the suburbs. A sad anger suddenly rose in his heart, making him unable to help but want to yell!

"Ah!" Just in Qin Yang's trance, Guo Jia, who was beside Qin Yang, suddenly roared suddenly. His originally pale face looked like a piece of white paper, without any blood.

"Bold! Dare to make noise in the golden tent! Pull it out and cut it down!" Among the crowds on both sides, a thin man with yellow hair glared and shouted angrily.

Hearing this man's angry shout, Guo Jia's face suddenly became paler and his legs kept trembling. However, when he was staring at this thin man, he seemed to have exhausted his strength all over his body, and it was even very difficult to speak.

"Slow!" Guo Jia's roar woke Qin Yang up. After Qin Yang's secretly palpitations, his heroic spirit suddenly rose, and his footsteps moved to Guo Jia. He said loudly: "He is my friend, who dares to touch him!"

Qin Yang is now surrounded by enemies, and only Guo Jia can give him courage. If Guo Jia is left to be dealt with at this time, then he may be the next one.

When the thin man saw Qin Yang stepping forward, his eyes flashed. But then, he glanced at the altar with some scruples. He snorted coldly and ignored Guo Jia.

After the man's eyes turned away, Guo Jia seemed to be granted a general amnesty. In an instant, his whole body seemed to be wet by heavy rain. He stood there and kept gasping and wiping his sweat. Just now the man just used some shocking magic on Guo Jia. If it weren't for his concern for Qin Yang, Guo Jia would have already been on the spot.

Seeing Qin Yang stepping forward to protect Guo Jia, the person on the altar seemed to nod his head lightly. Then he said lightly: "Okay, since you don't want to call me father, then I'll ask you. What's your name?"

Hearing the question, Qin Yang's heart moved, and he was about to think about how to respond. But suddenly, the yellow curtain on the altar seemed to move! After a rune on the curtain suddenly flashed, it instantly arrived in front of Qin Yang.

After a "brush", the runes flashing in front of Qin Yang silently penetrated into Qin Yang's eyebrows.

Qin Yang was stunned and suddenly found that his voice was coming from his mouth uncontrollably!

"My name is Qin Yang, I have nothing to do with you Zhang Jiao!"

Qin Yang's voice clearly reached everyone's ears in the tent, and at this time, Qin Yang's face suddenly turned pale. Because what he said just now was exactly what he was thinking at that time!

The atmosphere in the entire golden tent suddenly became strange. Everyone's eyes were staring at Qin Yang, and some people even began to release a strong murderous intent. However, the person on the altar was silent. Qin Yang knew that as long as the person on the altar made a sound, he might die immediately and could not die again!

However, now the words have been spoken. Even if he knows that he is obsessed with the other party’s words, Qin Yang cannot argue. After all, he is a fake young master. It is useless to argue.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang couldn't help but wail in his heart. He didn't expect that his fate was so unbearable that he finally traveled through time, but he didn't expect that he was beaten to death by a group before he could do anything.

"Qinyang...Qin..." A soft and thoughtful voice came from the altar.

"Hmph! So it's a fake guy! I, Huang Shao, will make you fall into endless nightmare forty-nine days, and die in the most tragic illusion! Let you know the fate of the Yellow Turban Army!" The yellow-haired man who had just been shouted back from Qin Yang snorted coldly. As he spoke, his thin body had already reached Qin Yang's front, and his thin hand grabbed Qin Yang's neck like lightning!

"Get back!" Just when Qin Yang thought he would be unable to escape, a cold snorted suddenly came from the altar.

As the sound rang out, several runes on the yellow curtain tent suddenly lit up at the same time, and in a few flashes, they had already arrived in front of Huang Shao!

"Bang, bang, bang!" Several continuous lights flashed, and a rune instantly bounced away Huang Shao's palm, and several other runes blasted across Huang Shao's body one after another. In almost the blink of an eye, Huang Shao's body was blasted back from Qin Yang's side to where he was originally standing.

Huang Shao, who was bombarded back to the original place, was already pale and blood was overflowing from his mouth. However, he did not care about his injuries at all, and knelt down at the altar with a "thump" and said, "Huang Shao thanked Daxian for not killing his teacher!"

The people on the altar ignored Huang Shao, but their eyes fell on Qin Yang's face again. After a moment, they suddenly burst into laughter!

"Haha! Qin Yang! Since you claim your surname is Qin, you have not forgotten your mother yet! You dare to call me Zhang Jiao's name in the golden tent, and you are worthy of being my son! Good! Good! Good!" On the altar, Zhang Jiao said three good words in a row, as if he was quite happy.

After a while, Zhang Jiao spoke again: "Whether the surname is Qin or Zhang, it is always my Zhang Jiao bloodline. That's it, it is my young master of the Yellow Turban Army! In my Yellow Turban Army, anyone below me dares to be disrespectful to Qin Yang, kill him!"

"Abide by the orders of great wise men and good teachers!" "See the young master! Welcome the young master back to the camp!"

After Zhang Jiao spoke, all the Yellow Turban generals in the entire golden tent stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Jiao on the altar and Qin Yang, who was already at a loss. Especially Guan Hai, Qin Yang's words just now almost scared his urine. At this time, when he saw Zhang Jiao speak in person, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. His shouting among the crowd was the most vigorous.

Zhang Jiao was obviously very satisfied with everyone's performance. After nodding slightly, he said, "Guan Hai, Qin Yang has just returned to the camp, so you will take him down to rest first. In addition, Mancheng, you will take the troops from the army quickly to pick up General Zhang Liang, and let him return to the army quickly."

"Yes!" In the big tent, a young man with a handsome appearance immediately bowed and took the order and waved his hand to withdraw from the tent with several commanders.

Guan Hai was named by Zhang Jiao himself, and he smiled even more and came to Qin Yang with the envious eyes of the commanders. At this time, he was even more respectful to Qin Yang. You must know that now that Zhang Jiao, the great wise and good teacher, is seriously ill. If he really fails to cure, Qin Yang will probably become the next leader of the Yellow Turban Army. It is not difficult for him to be promoted to become Qu Shuai directly.

Qin Yang finally recovered from the horror just now. He looked at Zhang Jiao, who was surrounded by a curtain on the altar, and bowed slightly. Under Guan Hai's guidance, he led Guo Jia to the golden tent.

After leaving the gold-top tent and coming to the "Young Master Account" that was temporarily vacated, Qin Yang waved Guan Hai back and sat in the tent blankly.

"Damn, the ups and downs of life are so... exciting!" Qin Yang sat there, and after a while, he finally said a dialogue about him plagiarizing a certain movie. After that, Qin Yang recalled the scenes he had traveled over, which was like a dream.

Guo Jia also recovered at this time, looking at the very luxurious tent set up with his eyes, and finally came to Qin Yang with a smile, muttering in a low voice: "Hehe, big brother, I didn't expect that my brother would have such a lucky fate. By then, the Yellow Turban Army will really conquer the world, don't forget me..."

The power of the Yellow Turban Army is known to everyone in the world. Not to mention that its leader Zhang Jiao can control the Yellow Turban Army's powerful men invincible world. There are countless fighting men and talisman masters under his command. It would be an exaggeration to say that the strength of the Yellow Turban Army was far beyond the Han Empire that ruled the world. Therefore, most people in the world think that the Yellow Turban Army would overthrow the Han Empire and replace it!

However, Guo Jia's words reminded Qin Yang. After Qin Yang glanced at Guo Jia who was smiling, he said, "The Yellow Turban Army cannot be in charge! If you want to be buried with the Yellow Turban Army, I don't care. But I still have to run away!"

Guo Jia was stunned. He didn't expect Qin Yang to say such words when he was rising to the top. He said in confusion: "Young Master! Didn't you play me on purpose? Who in the world knows that the Yellow Turban Army is so powerful? If you really don't want to pull me, it's fine, you don't have to use such words to coax me?"

Qin Yang smiled bitterly. He knew that Guo Jia would not believe what he said now. So he shook his head and was about to say something else. Suddenly, a voice came from outside the tent: "Report to Young Master, Military Advisor Ma Yuanyi, please see him!"

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Chapter completed!