Yang Zhen smiled when he emerged from the water, quickly swam to the shore, grabbed a willow branch hanging on the river, jumped lightly, and flew directly into the wall like a carp leaping through a dragon's gate.
Liu Xiaoyun, who was walking in the courtyard with her head down, felt a noise. When she looked up, she saw Yang Zhen standing in front of her soaked through. Before she could react, Yang Zhen's clothes and pants were gone. Liu Xiaoyun
He screamed and quickly closed his eyes.
"Do you need to be so shy?" Yang Zhen went straight to his room with an embarrassed look on his face. After a while, he returned to the courtyard again. It only took half a minute. He didn't know why this guy was in such a hurry.
"Grandpa hasn't come back yet?"
Yang Zhen sat down directly on the wicker chair, basking in the sun leisurely.
"No, didn't grandpa go out with you? Why did you come back alone first?" Liu Xiaoyun looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, her eyes full of questions.
"We dispersed. Since grandpa hasn't come back yet, I'm going to take a shower first. You're not allowed to peek!"
Liu Xiaoyun blushed and cursed "rascal" in a low voice, then sat down on the wicker chair as if nothing had happened. Although three days had passed, he still had not made a decision, and tonight was his deadline.
Half an hour later, Liu Hongfeng and eight old men over sixty years old walked into the villa with heavy faces. Liu Xiaoyun knew something big had happened when she saw their expressions. She quickly returned to her room, but as soon as she entered the door, she found herself
Her boudoir bed was occupied by Yang Zhen.
Liu Xiaoyun immediately looked dejected. It was said that her boudoir had been shared with others in the past few days. Except that it belonged to her at night, it was ruthlessly occupied by Yang Zhen at other times, which even made her angry.
What almost made him vomit blood was that when he woke up this morning, he found Yang Zhen lying next to him.
But just when he was about to curse, he was frightened by a word and did not dare to act rashly. He could only let someone occupy his bed.
"Don't scream! Don't talk nonsense! Don't agree! Otherwise I will make things true and you will be unable to defend yourself."
Although Liu Xiaoyun had long seen Yang Zhen's tyranny, he still used such shady methods to deal with a weak woman like her. To be honest, Liu Xiaoyun had actually begun to hate Yang Zhen, but the other party did not do anything to her after all.
, she just didn’t understand why Yang Zhen would do this.
"It seems that Miss Liu is still undecided. In this case, there is no need for me to waste my energy on you. I hope you will be happy in the future. I am no longer interested in girls with your personality."
Yang Zhen turned over and sat up directly, looking at Liu Xiaoyun expressionlessly. After spending several days together, Yang Zhen finally understood Liu Xiaoyun's character. To be honest, this girl is very beautiful and ambitious, but she is
There is a serious lack of judgment. Girls are said to be as affectionate as water. This is not an exaggeration at all when used to describe Liu Xiaoyun.
"Since you have said so, let me also make it clear. I am not interested in becoming a strong man like grandpa, and I can't completely trust you. We should just be partners. I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future."
As Liu Xiaoyun spoke, she stretched out her right hand. Yang Zhen ignored her, but moved his eyes out the window, looking at the sparkling river, sighing secretly that he had seen the wrong person this time.
"It's not necessary. Even if I want to cooperate, I will be with your grandfather or your father. You don't have the qualifications yet. Let's meet again if we are destined."
Yang Zhen walked out of the room without even looking at Liu Xiaoyun.
"What a man without any grace, but I don't believe you can escape my grasp." Liu Xiaoyun muttered in her heart after watching Yang Zhen leave.
After leaving Liu Xiaoyun's boudoir, Yang Zhen strode towards Liu Hongfeng's study. When he opened the door, he found that it was filled with various old men. The moment they saw him, everyone showed curious eyes.
"Seniors, thank you very much for your hard work, junior Yuan Zhen. This is your reward. In addition, I am going to give you an additional 10 million as food money. I wonder if I can give this thin noodle to the juniors?"
Yang Zhen threw eight mysterious stones casually, and threw them at the eight old men respectively. The accuracy of the throws was zero error. They almost always went straight to the chests of the eight old men, as if they were throwing hidden weapons.
"Sure enough, you will have a terrible future. In this case, we will accept it generously. Boy, now that the matter is over, you should be able to tell us your origins, right?"
After putting away the black stone, one of the old men asked Yang Zhen with a greedy look on his face. This old man's name was Wu Sheng. He came from an extremely secretive tribe. His methods were quite strange and he was considered a special anomaly.
"My origin? I advise you seniors not to know. To put it bluntly, you can only be regarded as casual cultivators after all. If you know too much, it will not be of any benefit to you. If you think that I
It's just alarmist talk, why don't you just take my move and you'll find out."
Yang Zhen knew very well that it was impossible to defeat these ill-intentioned old men with words alone. The best way was to use absolute strength to make them fearful. However, with Yang Zhen's current achievements, he could not defeat these old men.
, I really don’t have much confidence, so for the current plan, I can only try my best to defeat one of the old men.
"Then let me give it a try and see how capable you are."
Wu Sheng was eager to try and full of murderous intent. He knew at a glance that this old boy had murderous intentions. However, he was afraid that there would be too much trouble in killing Yang Zhen in front of so many people. Since he had a high-sounding reason, he certainly would not miss it.
.
"Then this junior will be offended."
As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, the two swords were placed on Wu Sheng's shoulders with a thousand catties of power. The powerful force made Wu Sheng kneel to the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. After the move ended, he was seriously injured, and his face showed
A look of disbelief.
The scene was played back. Before Yang Zhen could finish speaking, his father's dagger fell into his hand. He used his teleportation technique to appear directly in front of Wu Sheng. The two swords carried a thousand catties of force and struck down on the head, because Wu Sheng was completely unprepared.
When he reacted, the swords were less than seven inches away from his head. The moment he felt the breath of death, Wu Sheng saw Yang Zhen's swords pause briefly.
It was this brief pause that gave Wu Sheng time to react. He held an iron rod above his head, but he tried his best to block it, but he still couldn't withstand the two swords that Yang Zhen slashed at his head. If it weren't for his iron rod,
It's a divine weapon, and I'm afraid the two swords have already split him into three halves.
Wu Sheng stood up dejectedly. This was a huge blow to him. Although the opponent had elements of a sneak attack, they also let him go at the critical moment. But even if they were merciful, he was still no match for him.