066. What kind of green onions are these little bastards?
Lanyang’s horse is very good, it is a great horse.
However, the selection of the leader was not very urgent, and Lan Yang's leisurely temperament caused their trip to be particularly slow in the next few days.
The horse was very conscious and didn't need to whip him all the time, and he could run in the right direction at a medium speed without having to do it.
And on this day, the two were quarreling.
"I said, can you not rely on that?"
Weiyang finally got upset and turned his head and said angrily.
Lan Yang curled his lips and smiled enchantingly, "I'm tired, Xiao Yang'er is so cruel that she won't let me lean on you?"
Damn, damn, damn your sister!
"Don't you know whether men and women can get along with each other? You have completely hurt my young heart and polluted my pure reputation!"
"Oh?" he blinked, "Are you sure you still have a reputation? Uh, did I remember wrongly that you asked to ride with me that day?"
Weiyang was stunned.
Well, okay, it was what she asked for.
But this doesn’t mean that he can lean forward when he is tired. Doesn’t it hurt to hold his chin on her head?!
Just as I was about to scold him, I saw him smiling even brighter, "Xiao Yanger, I have been damaged by you, you have to be responsible."
Responsible, betrayal...
Wei Yang gritted his teeth and grinded up and down.
Lan Yang's look at her appearance made her more interested. "Xiao Yang'er is not responsible, I'm dependent on it..." His smile suddenly closed, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and his hands suddenly slapped out with his palm to the right.
, The wind suddenly rose.
Wei Yang was stunned and turned his head suddenly to look right.
A black shadow fell rapidly from the tree opposite. With a "bang", the dust flew.
Not far away, she clearly saw the man in black spasm a few times, and blood spurted out from the corner of her mouth, and there was no movement.
Well……
Is this martial art considered high?
"Isn't Xiao Yang'er afraid?" Lan Yang curled up disdainfully and teased.
"With you here, what am I afraid of? But you should be afraid of, there are quite a few people coming." Wei Yang smiled sweetly, and his smile made his originally inconspicuous appearance shine.
Lan Yang raised his eyebrows, swept his eyes around, and said loudly in front of him.
"Since you are here, why are you hiding? Come out!"
As soon as his tail sound fell, dozens of men in black suddenly popped up between the grass and rocks around him. Wei Yang glanced a little and saw about their number.
Fifty or sixty people were fucking the guys in their hands.
The sword was shining, and he was pointing at himself and Lan Yang.
It seems that it was for Lan Yang that she is not worthy of so many experts' dispatch.
A leader came out of the man in black, and he laughed heartily, "Okay, it's not a pity that Mr. Lan! He doesn't insult the master at all."
Wei Yang sneered in his heart and rolled his eyes secretly.
This person is really stupid. Do you think that fighting against Lan Yang? If someone does not humiliate the master's sect, it may be angered. After all, no one who has made a name in the world will like others to say that they are borrowing the master's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's sect
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But who is Lan Yang? He is a monster. She, the saint who is called a black-bellied, cannot beat him in words. What are these little minions?
I just don’t know which sect Lan Yang’s master sect is.
Retract your thoughts and Weiyang continues to watch the show.