In a street-facing restaurant near the city gate, Yang Yong stood on the second floor, leaning on the railing and looking anxiously.
"How's it going? How's it going?"
Yang Yong was sweating profusely and urged again and again.
He has been waiting here for a day. Zhou Kuang and those bastards set off in the morning, but they haven't heard back yet.
"Did it fail?"
Yang Yong couldn't help but think, but he was quickly rejected.
That guy Zhou Kuang is not an ordinary ruthless person. With so many people, even those with eighth-level breathing can be dealt with early, let alone Yang Ji.
Even if he beat Yang Yong to death, he wouldn't believe that Yang Ji would be able to breathe at the eighth level. That's simply a fantasy.
"Did something happen?"
Yang Yong couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could it be that Zhou Kuang had lost track of them, or maybe they were too careless and Yang Ji found out in advance that they had escaped, or else, these bastards would not want to do anything once they took their own money?
"If this bastard Zhou Kuang dares to take my money and not do anything, I will make him die an ugly death."
Yang Yong couldn't help but said harshly.
He was now increasingly doubting whether Zhou Kuang felt that this matter was too risky, so he took the money and ran away. If that was the case..., although he could not do anything to Zhou Kuang, but with the strength of the Yang family, he could not crush him to death.
Just like an ant.
"Coming, coming. Huang Hu is back!"
Suddenly a sound of surprise sounded in my ears.
Yang Yong tried his best to look far away, and sure enough he saw Huang Hu walking quickly towards here with his head lowered.
"How is it, how is it? Is Yang Ji dead?"
As soon as Huang Hu went upstairs, Yang Yong couldn't help but said, his eyes full of expectation.
In order to express his anger, he came here despite his injuries and covered the entire second floor. Now that it was finally time to reap the rewards, Yang Yong couldn't help but tremble with excitement.
Huang Hu's face was gloomy. Looking at the excited Yang Yong, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
"What's wrong?"
When Yang Yong saw Huang Hu's expression, he vaguely noticed something, and his face instantly darkened.
"Yang Ji...Yang Ji is back from the mountain."
Huang Hu said seriously.
"What? He's not dead?!"
Yang Yong's pupils widened instantly, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face was full of disbelief.
Yang Ji is back... He is actually back. This is the worst scenario among all the endings. Why can Yang Ji come back? Is he alert? If he never leaves the city gate in the future, how can we deal with him?
?
Many thoughts flashed through Yang Yong's mind instantly.
"Zhou Kuang, this bastard, how dare you not do anything after taking my money!"
Yang Yong reacted instantly and cursed fiercely.
There is no reason why more than a dozen people can't deal with one person. The only explanation is that Zhou Kuang was timid and frightened, so he took his money and ran away.
Huang Hu remained silent, looking at the furious Yang Yong, and suddenly felt a little unbearable in his heart. He hoped that what Yang Yong said was true. It was really Zhou Kuang who took money and did nothing and ran away, but...
"Zhou Kuang, Zhou Kuang is dead!...Killed by Yang Ji..."
Huang Hu swallowed his saliva and whispered with difficulty.
Boom!
a bolt from the blue!
Yang Yong seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, his mouth opened wide, his body stiffened, and his face looked incredulous.
died?
How can it be!
At this moment, all the anger disappeared. Yang Yong was so shocked by the news that he could hardly breathe. Huang Hu's voice continued to be heard in his ears, vaguely:
"Not only Zhou Kuang, but also his men were seriously injured. They made careful preparations to ambush Yang Ji where he went down the mountain, but they were all defeated by him alone. Now, they are preparing to leave Pingchuan County."
"Besides, they asked you to be careful, saying that Yang Ji is at least the seventh level of breathing cultivation..."
Huang Hu said in a low voice.
"!!!"
Yang Yong didn't hear what Huang Hu said next. His face turned pale, and thin circles of cold sweat oozed out from his forehead.
"How is it possible...how is it possible? A dozen good fighters can't defeat one person together? How can Yang Ji be so powerful? How can he be so powerful?"
At this moment, Yang Yong's eyes widened, as if he was trapped in the deepest nightmare.
He always thought that Zhou Kuang would do nothing with his money, but he didn't expect that more than a dozen people joined forces to attack him and failed.
"Zhou Kuang is dead! When did he use such ruthless methods? If they can't deal with Yang Ji, then why should I fight against him! What if he knows that I instigated Zhou Kuang? He even dares to fight against Zhou Kuang
Kill, would he dare to kill me? - No, no..., he can't know that I instigated it. But what if..."
Yang Yong was sweating and suddenly felt a huge fear. As if he knew the terror in his heart, a figure flashed at the gate of the city.
Rumble!
Yang Yong was shaken all over, his eyes were full of fear, he staggered and knocked over countless tables and chairs, and fell to the ground.
"Master, Master...what's wrong with you?"
Huang Hu and others were shocked.
Yang Yong didn't say a word, and rushed to the guardrail like crazy. However, Yang Ji had disappeared.
That night, Yang Yong fell ill.
Early the next morning, Yang Yong took a large number of guards and left the Yang clan late at night, saying that he was going to visit a distant relative from his mother's clan.
No one knew what happened, Yang Yong said nothing, not even the eldest lady knew.
After Yang Ji knew the news, he just smiled and didn't care.
Yang Yong is just a small person, and he is not worth wasting his energy at all.
…………
Time passed day by day, Yang Ji would go up the mountain to practice every day, and then give some prey to the crowned snake before going down the mountain.
Before we knew it, it was the beginning of the new year. After New Year's Eve, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with heavy snow. The entire Pingchuan County was covered in silver, making it look like a snow country.
Crunch!
The window of the woodshed opened and Yang Ji poked his head out.
"I don't know what happened to that little snake."
Yang Ji breathed out a mouthful of cold frost, suddenly lost in thought.
Snakes are cold-blooded animals, and their blood does not flow in winter, so they hibernate underground.
It was fine before, but now, with a heavy snowfall and a sharp drop in temperature, it is extremely dangerous for snakes exposed on the surface.
Thinking of the crowned snake pressed down by the boulder, Yang Ji suddenly felt worried.
"Uncle Liang, let me go out first."
He did what he thought of, Yang Ji explained to Uncle Liang, then took a cotton-padded jacket and hurriedly left the house.
The mountain is covered with silvery white, and there is thick snow everywhere on the branches, leaves, and ground. Along the way, the snow is more than the knees.
In front of the big rock, Yang Ji finally saw the crown snake.
"this……"
Yang Ji was speechless when he saw the lively thin shadow under the big snow-capped rock.
This snowfall and lower temperature seem to have no effect on the crowned king snake. It is still in good spirits and seems to be in even better condition than yesterday.
To be continued...