The purple golden cloud flew into the sky. I don't know if it was because of the abundant strength after borrowing the magic. It left much faster than when it came, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.
While galloping, the hunchbacked old man, who was sitting upright in the clouds with his eyes closed and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and gave the order: "Stop."
Yun Jia suddenly stopped flying. Seven feet in front of him, a little kid about a foot and a half in height was standing with his head bowed. If it wasn't Yao Wu, it was someone else.
The old man in the cloud stretched out his hand and led the little devil to his side. The latter bowed to the ground and respectfully asked, "I should pay my respects to Master Gao without wings."
When Yao Wu got up, Hua Qinghua, and Gu Xiaojun followed the rules and saluted Yao Wu, saying, "I have met Mr. Ying." With all the etiquette in mind, Yao Wu said to the hunchbacked old man: "Intercept the great judge Yun Jia, Ying Wuyi has committed the transgression."
It is a crime of etiquette, and I am willing to be punished. I dare to act rashly just to ask: Mr. You, has he not sent back any news?"
"Pardon your innocence." The hunchbacked old man slowly shook his head: "After You Langzheng left, no news came back. No one knows his condition. Something is abnormal, but you don't have to worry too much about his condition, Lang
You know Zheng's abilities well, and there are chains around him to protect him. Maybe he is trapped by something."
He tried to persuade others not to worry, but when the hunchbacked old man talked about the Judas Judgment, there was a look of worry in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "I will try my best to find his whereabouts, and as soon as I have any news, I will let you know."
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"Thank you, sir. I should resign without wings." Yaowu bowed his head, exited the Great Punishment Cloud Drive, and flew back to Bujin City in a crooked way.
The kid's job was low and his position was shallow, so no one noticed when he left for a while. When he returned to the Onmyoji Division, Yaowu didn't go to the mission room to work, nor did he go back to the barracks to rest. Instead, he hurried directly to the temple in the Hades Palace.
No matter which level of Yin Yang Division there is, there is a shrine with a statue of Lord Yama, the ancestor of the underworld.
Arriving in front of the shrine, Yaowu kowtowed three times and bowed nine times and bowed sincerely. He murmured a request for mercy from Lord Yama to bless Master You for his safe return. After praying, Yaowu stood up and walked to the incense altar, took three long incense sticks, and activated the spell.
A small ball of hell fire rose up on his fingertips, waiting to be lit. Unexpectedly, a person suddenly appeared on his fingertips.
To be precise, a person emerged from the underworld fire at his fingertips!
Yaowu screamed in horror: "Where is the demon!"
The man in the fire jumped out and knocked him to the ground casually with a wave of his hand. He finally showed mercy and did not kill Yaowu directly, but just knocked him unconscious.
Golden cloak, golden robe, golden boots, emerged from the fire. A golden person, with a cloak and a hood, whose appearance was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly. However, this person had a curvy figure, so she should be a young woman.
After hitting Yaowu, the man in golden clothes was about to walk out of the temple. Suddenly, he let out a soft "eh" sound and squatted down next to Yaowu. He stretched out his cuff with a finger and tapped his forehead lightly.
Yaowu suddenly had a sudden alert and woke up.
"Ying Wuyi. Why are you here?" The man in golden clothes wondered in his voice, his voice as clear and sweet as pearls falling on a jade plate.
Yaowu woke up. But his headache still lingered, and his eyes were still confused: "Yang Sanlang? You?"
The woman in golden clothes was thinking very fast. Before Yaowu finished speaking, she suddenly said: "Are you on duty here? The last time my wolf pack attacked the city in a bottle, it was you who reported the news to You Langzheng, and he sent the order.
You came here to order me to withdraw my troops, right? Little thing, you ruined my good deeds!"
"Bastard! You can't call Mr. You by his first name!" Yaowu woke up completely, remembered what happened before he was knocked unconscious, and became furious: "I ruined your business? You Yang Sanlang ruined mine.
It’s important to do something important! I was serving God and praying, but you interrupted me for no reason. If my prayer fails, I will
The little ghost chai believed deeply in Yama, and was interrupted while praying. He regarded it as a big omen and was related to Master You's safety. The more Yaowu talked, the angrier he became. His little body suddenly bounced, and he raised his hand and punched Yang.
Saburo called.
The little devil who usually has a shallow cultivation and can't even fly can shake his chair, but the punch he made hides the wind, takes away the light, and returns to the smoke!
A punch came out, extremely fast but without any shock, without any movement; an empty shrine suddenly became dark, and all the light was taken away when Xiao Guicha clenched his fist and merged with the power of the fist; and the fist was actually a 'hollow'
'It's not beating, it's more like floating, scattered, and dense!
With such a punch, even the idle Yuanshen Daxiu in Yangjian might not be able to hit it, but it was actually used by the most useless brat in the Onmyoji.
Caught off guard, Yang Sanlang couldn't dodge and was punched directly in the left eye!
"Ah!" The same strange screams came from the mouths of two people respectively. Yang Sanlang couldn't dodge or block it, but when she was fisted, her finger also touched Yaowu's forehead again.
The kid who had just jumped up fell back to the ground and fell unconscious again. Yang Sanlang also had a hard time. He was knocked over by a punch and fell to the ground in a panic, with the back of his head hitting a brick.
As soon as she fell down, she immediately jumped up, with the golden hat still covering her head. Her expression was hard to see, but the fists she clenched so tightly that the knuckles and the back of her hands were faintly white from the force were enough to show what was in her heart.
Angry.
But soon, her fists relaxed, and she said angrily to Yaowu, who was lying straight on the ground: "For You Langzheng's sake, I'll spare your life."
After saying that, she walked out. In less than a breath, she turned back, squatted down, raised her fist, and punched Yaowu's left eye again. For Yang Sanlang, it was easy to smash Xiaogui Cha's head.
However, she didn't receive a harsh punch. Yaowu's head was still there, but her left eye socket quickly turned black and swollen.
How did he get hurt? How did he return it? Only then did Yang Sanlang finally get out of his anger, no longer annoyed, and turned around and went out again with a chuckle.
Outside the shrine, Yang Sanlang stopped temporarily and stood still, as if he was feeling something. After a while, he took another step and walked towards the back garden of Yipin Hall.
Slowly and calmly, his steps were leisurely, and Yang Sanlang did not use any physical skills or concealment techniques.
Although the palace of the underworld was not lively, there were always more than a thousand ghosts, and the door was always guarded, but she walked along like a leisurely stroll. Not that no one noticed her, but as soon as she was discovered, before she could react in any way, she was killed.
She flicked her fingers far away and hit him to the ground.
Yang Sanlang didn't go on a killing spree. The Yin Cha was hit like a demon mist, and he was only knocked unconscious.
After passing through the many palaces, Yang Sanlang walked into the back garden. Not far away, in the garden pavilion, Su Jing, dressed in a big red robe, was sitting on a stone bench. He was looking calmly: "Yang Sanlang?" He didn't listen. Qi Donglai sat on Su Jing's side, three
The corpse attendant stood behind Su Jing.
His appearance was hidden in his big hat, and Yang Sanlang's expression was invisible, but his tone was a little surprising: "You know I'm coming? Why don't you run away?"
Su Jing shook his head and asked without answering: "You want to eat me. How do you want to eat me?"
Yang Sanlang did not deny it at all, and laughed loudly: "I first sucked in your true energy, and then chewed the skin and bones and swallowed it. You have practiced very well. Not only can the Yang Fire be used for me, but the skin, flesh, bones, and blood can also be nourishing.
"
Su Jing was not angry and asked again: "Where did your Yang Fire practice come from?"
Yang Sanlang's divine energy is restrained, and it would be difficult for outsiders to notice her Xiu Yuan attribute unless they take action. But Su Jing can clearly understand that the woman in the golden clothes, from Yuan Ji to Zhen Qi, is the purest and most powerful Golden Crow Yang Fire!
After seeing the truth, Yang Sanlang no longer concealed it, and the robe on his body suddenly started to burn. But it did not fall away. The robe was still a robe, but it changed from the original golden color to the golden wheel flame.
The robe woven with golden crow and sun fire was dazzling. Yang Sanlang, like Su Jing, asked without answering: "Why can fish swim, and why can mice dig holes?"
Su Jing was puzzled: "I don't understand."
"Tiantian." Yang Sanlang's voice was very pleasant.
Su Jing became more and more confused. He didn't hide it. What he was thinking appeared on his face, and he had a puzzled look on his face. But before he could ask again, the three corpses lost their temper and came out from behind one after another. Lei Dong was the first to ask.
: "Are you really Yang Sanlang?"
Already in the back garden, Yang Sanlang saw Su Jing like an ant on the palm of his hand, with no way to escape, so she was very patient and said with a smile, "It's true."
"Yang Sanlang is a man's name, but you are a woman." Akame squinted his red eyes, very suspicious: "How can there be a woman with this name?"
"Yang has the same pronunciation as 'Yang', the yang of the sun." Yang Sanlang had just explained the first character when Nian Hua interrupted: "Why change the pronunciation of the word? There is already a surname of 'Yang', which is the yang of the sun.
Maybe you didn’t study hard when you were young, it’s written on the surnames of hundreds of families.”
Yang Sanlang nodded: "Really? From now on, I will be called Yang Sanlang, the yang of the sun."
"How do you explain Sanlang?" Qi Donglai heard the interest and interjected to ask.
Yosaburo, who could not see his face, was obviously stunned for a moment. Anyone who had interacted with a Disciple of the Hate Demon for the first time would be stunned when he first heard him speak. Yosaburo continued: "The word "lang" couldn't be simpler. I
Cooperating with wolves, although they are different sects and different species, but since they work together, they can be regarded as one of them. The surname must be Yang, so take 'lang' from the name."
"Where's three?" The three corpses said in unison.
"Three? It's even simpler. I used to have a name that started with three characters. This time I got a new life, but I'm still far from recovering, so I only used the word 'three' again. When I truly recover in the future, I can use it again."
The original name." Yosaburo slowed down his voice.
Su Jing seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief.
The three corpses never used their brains when they could. They were too lazy to think about it and asked in unison: "What was your original name?"
"Three-legged Golden Crow." Yosaburo writes with force and emphasis.
The back garden of Hades Hall was silent for a moment!
But there was only silence for a 'moment'. Thunder struck and they beat their chests, their bare eyes stamped their feet, they picked up flowers and held their bellies. The three corpses suddenly burst into laughter. But Su Jing did not laugh and floated out of the pavilion: "Please explain in detail."
A flaming and enchanting woman, possessed of pure Yang Fire Essence, who claimed to be the Three-Legged Golden Wu. Su Jing didn't know whether to believe it or not. He could only think about it after listening to her careful explanation.
But Yang Sanlang shook his head: "The past is not glorious, otherwise why would I end up where I am today? I don't want to talk about it. Are you done asking?"
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Thanks to classmate biexinwu for being so popular, and for the leader's encouragement, I bow and thank you! The leader will give you more updates, but I really can't afford to pay off my debts recently, and I will definitely pay them back in October together with the old debts!
In addition, starting from September 28th, monthly tickets will be doubled. Other authors are very motivated, but I am not the one who is anxious and white-faced_