At the beginning of the game, you will get the indestructible talent of King Kong

Not long after Sun Jue left, Chen Ling suddenly felt a twinge in his heart and couldn't help but cover his chest with both hands.

Immediately afterwards, he felt difficulty breathing, his vision went dark, he lost consciousness, and his body fell backwards.

Bang!

Chen Ling suddenly fell to the ground clutching his chest, which shocked many people.

"Master Chen!"

Wang Laoliu quickly stepped forward to check the situation.

If something happens to Chen Ling here, a big trouble will be waiting for him.

But he checked and found that Chen Ling had no breath and his heart had stopped beating.

"Fuck, how could I get into such bad luck..."

Wang Laoliu couldn't help but swear, "I can't stand losing a jade pendant. I can't stand it if you die here!"

"Wang Laoliu, is this kid really mad?"

one of the onlookers asked.

"Then there is still a fake, you can come and see for yourselves, it is really unlucky!"

Upon hearing this, the onlookers left one after another. They did not want to become the target of the Chen family's anger.

Suddenly, most of the people in the entire cockfighting studio were missing.

After calming down, Wang Laoliu looked at Chen Ling's body and somehow remembered the "General"'s strange victory before.

[Isn’t this something Sun Jue did? 】

…

Feng Lai Restaurant.

In the private room.

"Sun Jue, how did you do it just now? Can you teach me a lesson?"

Yang Xing looked at Sun Jue with expectant eyes. If he could learn this skill, then the cockfighting house would definitely be at his mercy.

"This requires profound internal strength as the basis. Your three-legged cat's kung fu is still far behind."

Sun Jue raised his glass and said, "Here, let's have a drink."

"Forget it, this brother, let's sit down together, we don't have to pay that much attention."

Yang Xing waved to Chen Qingquan, who was standing behind Sun Jue.

Chen Qingquan looked at Sun Jue.

At this time, he was playing the role of Sun Jue's servant, so he naturally wanted to ask Sun Jue's opinion.

"Since Brother Yangxing doesn't mind, just sit down and have a drink with us."

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Qingquan sat down carelessly and poured himself a glass of wine.

"I'd like to toast both of you!"

Yang Xing glanced at Chen Qingquan in surprise, raised his wine glass, and drank together.

"Sun Jue, you have been in so much limelight these days, I'm really envious of you!"

Sun Jue filled the cups for the two of them and poured a cup for himself.

"There is nothing to envy, my Sun family was almost destroyed."

Seeing that Sun Jue took the initiative to mention this matter, Yang Xing asked curiously: "How did your Sun family become enemies with the Black Mountain bandits? It actually got to this point."

"It's better that you don't know about this matter, lest you get killed."

Sun Jue greeted: "Eat more vegetables and drink more."

But this did not scare Sun Jue. Instead, it made Yang Xing more curious, as if there were ants crawling in his heart, making him itchy.

"There are only three of us here. As long as we don't tell anyone, who will know that I know?"

Sun Jue's lips curled up slightly: "You really want to know?"

Yang Yang nodded eagerly: "I think so, please tell me quickly."

"Do you know Yang Hou?"

Sun Jue carefully observed the changes in Yang Xing's expression. Although Yang Xing concealed it well, some flaws were still exposed.

Yang Xing tried his best to keep himself as normal as possible: "Of course I know Marquis Yang, but these are people from hundreds of years ago. How does this matter have anything to do with Marquis Yang?"

"Since you know Marquis Yang, you should also know that Marquis Yang is from our Chuanxing County. He has been living in Chuanxing County in his later years. Now the tomb of Marquis Yang is about to be revealed."

Sun Jue stared at Yang Xing closely and continued: "And those Black Mountain thieves got the news from somewhere and said that my Sun family has a topographic map of Yanghou's tomb, so they came to rob it."

Chen Qingquan, who knew the truth at the side, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he realized that Sun Jue lied just by opening his mouth.

Yang Xing naturally knew about the Yanghou Mausoleum, but he didn't know what the topographic map was about.

[Didn’t Big Brother say before that it was just a road map to the mausoleum, and it was divided into seven or eight parts? Where did the terrain map come from? However, I have to stop Sun Jue, so many people from the sect will come, it is very dangerous. 】

"This Marquis Yang was a figure from hundreds of years ago. His tomb contains nothing more than some funerary objects and the like. What's worth taking the risk? Maybe there are all kinds of deadly mechanisms in the tomb?"

"Your family is not short of money, so there is no need to take risks."

Sun Jue smiled: "Of course I won't take risks on ordinary things. I just heard that Yang Hou is a very accomplished master in the horizontal training. You also know that I am also practicing in the horizontal training, so I want to

Let’s try our luck and see if we can get any skills or something.”

Yang Xing didn't know how to persuade him for a while.

If he were in Sun Jue's position, he would probably have such thoughts.

It's just that this time it's very dangerous. In his eyes, Sun Jue, who only practices kung fu at a semi-experienced level, can't get involved.

"I have also heard about the tomb of Marquis Yang, and I also heard that many people from the martial arts sect came this time, so Sun Jue, you'd better not get involved in this matter."

Yang Xing's expression was very solemn, which made Sun Jue feel a little ashamed.

Sun Jue thought for a moment, then looked at Chen Qingquan, and then said: "To be honest, I know that Brother Yangxing, you are a descendant of Yanghou, so I want to ask you, what is the tomb of Yanghou?

True or false?”

"How did you know?"

Yang Xing's eyes were filled with shock when his true identity was suddenly revealed, and he even looked at Sun Jue with some caution.

"You said it yourself once when you were drunk."

After listening to Sun Jue's words, Yang Xing couldn't help but smile helplessly, put down the wine glass he had picked up, and sighed: "Drinking is a waste of time!"

"So Brother Yangxing, are you really a descendant of Yanghou?"

Yang Xing nodded slightly: "That's right, but the matter of the ancestor's tomb is very involved. I'm afraid I can't tell you the situation."

This did not go beyond Sun Jue's expectation. He smiled and said: "Since you have made the matter of the mausoleum a fuss, you must have a purpose."

"I can help. After everything is done, I have only one request, and that is to show me Yang Hou's cultivation techniques."

Kung Fu is not a consumable. If it is used as a bargaining chip in a transaction, there will be no loss.

But Yang Xing was still hesitant. He pondered for a moment and then said: "Sun Jue, it's not that I don't trust you. It's just that I can't make the decision in this matter. Come back with me and ask my elder brother."

Naturally, Sun Jue had no objection: "Okay, then let's leave after eating."

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