Hua Peng turned his head and looked at Longyang, his eyes filled with fierceness, wanting to come up and tear him apart.
"Shut up, kid, I will definitely kill you."
"I won the game, didn't we agree? Forty thousand Lingyu, I accepted the challenge only because of the money, do you regret it? Okay, in that case, you go, today, Shenwu City will know about the Tigers
You guys broke your promise, let me see who else dares to cooperate with you." Long Yang put his hand on his mouth and coughed a few times before saying with a smile.
Hua Peng's face twitched, and he really wanted to tear Long Yang apart in his heart, but he couldn't do it. It was really not easy for the Tiger Gang to gain a foothold in Shenwu City. If the entire foundation was destroyed just for these 40,000 spirit jade, it really wasn't worth it.
, but if 40,000 spirit jade is needed to gather at the gathering place, the foundation of the Tiger Gang will be unstable again.
After carefully weighing the situation, Hua Peng gritted his teeth and said, "In one month, I will personally come to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to deliver these 40,000 Spiritual Jade." After that, he turned around and left.
"Dad, to avenge me, I want that boy to die." The boy carried the dying Hua Tian, and when Hua Tian heard his father say such words, he opened his mouth and said weakly.
Hua Peng felt sorry for his son when he saw him like this, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will make that boy regret it."
Ouyang Feng looked at Hua Peng's leaving voice and groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Long Yang glanced at it and said in surprise. He hurriedly approached Ouyang Feng and said, "Uncle Ouyang, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. I was just slightly injured by Hua Peng's palm just now. It's nothing serious. I didn't expect the Hunyuan realm to be so tyrannical." Ouyang Feng waved his hand and said.
"Hua Peng...I must kill you." Long Yang suddenly became angry, staring at Hua Peng like a wild beast, and spit out ferocious words slowly from his mouth.
When Ouyang Feng heard this, a cold feeling ran down his back. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Just now, he really felt that Long Yang could kill Hua Peng. After shaking his head helplessly, he smiled bitterly, thinking that the distance between the two was so small.
Big, and practice is not easy. According to Long Yang's current talent, it may take several years to catch up with Hua Peng.
As Hua Peng left the scene, everyone dispersed, but in Shenwu City, a young man named Long Yang was very popular and became everyone's talk after dinner.
As the person involved, Long Yang didn't know anything about it. After the victory, he plunged into practice. After the battle with Hua Tian, he felt that strength was more important, and he saw Ouyang Feng being hurt by Hua Peng for him that day.
At that time, Long Yang was angry, and he
He cannot tolerate those who hurt those who are good to him, so Hua Peng must die, but the other party is in the Hunyuan realm. If he really wants to compete with the opponent, he must enter the Hunyuan realm, but there is no shortcut in the journey of cultivation, he can only fight hard, and then
Work hard, work hard, and try harder.
Time passed quickly, half a month passed like water.
In the courtyard of Lingyao Pavilion, a man wearing a green gauze skirt, a red hairpin on his head, and a lunch box in his hand excitedly approached a dilapidated courtyard. When he was about to step into the courtyard, unexpectedly,
He stopped, took out the bronze mirror from his arms, looked at himself, smiled, put the bronze mirror away, straightened his clothes, and then continued to move forward.
In the courtyard, a young man waved his fists, sweat falling from his head and dripping to the ground.
When the girl saw the young man, a blush appeared on her face, and then she coughed quietly before opening her mouth and saying: "Brother Long Yang, it's time to eat." After that, she put the food in the lunch box on the stone table.
above.
The young man is Long Yang. Now all his injuries have been fully recovered. During this period of time, Long Yang's cultivation level has also improved. There is a vague tendency to break through to the second level. When he heard the girl's cry, he
He stopped, smiled, and walked towards the stone table.
"This time, I made roast chicken, it must be delicious." Ouyang Jing said with a smile.
Long Yang originally had a smile on his face, but when he heard what Ouyang Jing said, he suddenly became embarrassed. He looked at Ouyang Jing and asked in surprise: "Did you make this?"
"Yes, try it quickly. It's so delicious that I can't bear to eat it."
Long Yang was speechless. He looked at the delicious-looking roast chicken and swallowed hard, wondering if he could eat this chicken? Would it poison people? He was about to refuse, but when he looked up he saw Ouyang Jing's
With a face full of expectation, he suppressed the rejection abruptly, his eyes returned to the roast chicken again, and he swallowed hard again.
Thinking of the last meal he had, Long Yang felt a sense of fear.
"I'll die... I'll risk my life." Long Yang said fiercely in his heart. Only now did he realize that it would be better not to eat the food cooked by Ouyang Jing. Eating it will kill people.
"Long Yang, Master said I want to tell you a news." At this time, outside the courtyard where Long Yang was, a white figure appeared. He was extremely handsome and good-looking. This person's name was Pang Yun, and he was Ouyang Feng's elder brother.
disciple.
When Long Yang heard this, he looked at Pang Yun who came in. He didn't know how grateful he was for coming. He smiled at Ouyang Jing and said, "Your father has something to do with me. I'll come as soon as I can. You can collect it for me."
Okay, I'll eat when I get back." After saying that, his body disappeared like a shadow, leaving behind Ouyang Jing and Pang Yun.
When Pang Yun saw Ouyang Jing was there, he smiled and said hello, but found that the latter had a murderous look in his eyes, so he retracted his outstretched hand without saying a word.
Long Yang ran all the way, he knew what Ouyang Feng was going to tell him. At first, Long Yang asked Ouyang Feng about the medicinal fruit that nourishes the soul, and Ouyang Feng was stunned at that time. He was also a little confused about this medicinal fruit, so he promised Long Yang
I'll take a closer look and give him an answer in a few days.
Thinking of this, Long Yang's face was full of expectation. He looked down at Long Yu held in his palm and said with a smile: "I must let you continue to live, believe me."
As soon as he entered the inner hall, Long Yang called out: "Uncle Ouyang."
Ouyang Feng was the only one in the room. When he heard the shouting, he turned around and looked at Long Yang with a guilty expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and said, "Sit down and talk."
Long Yang knew it as soon as he saw it and sat on the stool.
"I don't have that kind of medicine in the elixir pavilion's medicine library..." Ouyang Feng muttered, and at the same time reached out to touch the tea cup next to him.
"But Uncle Ouyang must have other news." Long Yang continued.
When Ouyang Feng heard this, he looked at Long Yang appreciatively. He put the tea cup down without taking a sip, and said: "Yes, I think there may be this kind of medicinal fruit in a place, but the chance is not special.
big."
When Long Yang heard this, his eyes instantly became energetic. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he could not give up. He hurriedly asked: "Where?"