Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect dug out Yu Xiaogang

Yang Zhengjin was lost in thought at this moment, thinking that just him and Qian Renxue should be enough to dig Xue Beng's grave, but he was a little worried if he was separated from the old gangster and Qingluan girl.

After all, there are too many evil soul masters in Douluo Continent now, and it is difficult to guard against them.

"Well, let's come together. Then we will go to Tiandou City together first, and then to Shrek City." Today's Tianhun Empire's capital is still Tiandou City, and Yang Zhengjin still knows something about these. After all,

With old gangster Yao Haoxuan, an encyclopedia in the navigation industry, and the system in his mind, the navigation is simply much more reliable than the fake navigator sitting in his co-pilot seat.

"Boy Yang, let's make a deal first, I'm going too." Yao Haoxuan was afraid that Yang Zhengjin wouldn't take him, so he quickly spoke. After all, he had finally found an angel god who could follow him, and he would not give up. At this moment, he was completely

, if Yang Zhengjin doesn’t let him go, he will bite someone.

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you go, why are you so excited?"

"Forehead."

Afterwards, the fire that had been burning all night was extinguished, and Qian Renxue and Qingluan lived in the carriage. The old gangster Yao Haoxuan drove the carriage, while Yang Zhengjin lay on the top of the carriage, leaning sideways and holding his head with one hand.

, I felt it and said, "The shock absorption effect of this carriage is still a bit poor."

Inside the carriage, Qian Renxue was sitting, looking a little bored. She straightened up and knocked on the top of the carriage, "Come in, I want to talk to you."

Yang Zhengjin also casually turned over and got into the carriage through the window of the carriage.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Yang Zhengjin sat next to Qingluan. As soon as he sat down, a small and slender hand immediately reached out to his shoulder and began to knead it with moderate force.

Qian Renxue said in an extremely cold voice, "There is no free lunch in the world. You must have spent a lot of money to resurrect me. Tell me what kind of reward you want."

"What can you give me as reward now?" Yang Zhengjin looked at Qian Renxue at the moment. He knew that Qian Renxue was a strong woman, but Qian Renxue, who had nothing at the moment, could give Yang Zhengjin as reward. Although

What Yang Zhengjin said was very hurtful, but I have to say that what he said was true.

Qian Renxue watched Yang Zhengjin look at her body. She was about to speak at the moment, but Yang Zhengjin waved her hand and interrupted, "It won't be too late to talk about this matter after I avenge you in the future. After all, it hasn't been done yet."

Damn it, Tang San, if you pay me now, if I don't get my revenge in the future, you will suffer a big loss."

But Qian Renxue didn't think so. She thought to herself, "This person in front of me can resurrect me, and I have been dead for ten thousand years. This shows that he really has the ability to help me take revenge, and

Help me with the ability to resurrect others."

Yang Zhengjin seemed to be able to guess Qian Renxue's thoughts at this moment, and continued to say in a deep voice, "Your mother will not be resurrected until we kill Tang San. Don't think about the rest. If you have the ability,

Let's talk about it. What you need to do now is to cooperate with me, I will find a way to help you restore your divine status, and don't pick up a sword to chop me in the future." After saying this, Yang Zhengjin closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the massage from his own girl.

Qian Renxue continued to be lost in thought. If she knew that Bibi Dong's soul was still in the Shura Demon Sword, she didn't know how she would feel.

Two days later, a carriage successfully arrived outside Tiandou City and stopped.

Qian Renxue opened the curtain on the carriage and took a look at Tiandou City. Looking at the majestic, simple and endless city wall, she couldn't help but sneered in her heart, "This is Tiandou City ten thousand years from now."

, it’s not as good as bullshit, it’s not as grand as when I was the prince.”

"Old gangster, do you know where the Tiandou Emperor's Mausoleum is?" Yang Zhengjin asked from inside the carriage. Of course, if he didn't know, Yang Zhengjin would have to get out and drive the car himself.

Yao Haoxuan drove the carriage and said with a smile: "I know, I know. Shall we go now?" Although he didn't know why Yang Zhengjin asked about the Tiandou Emperor's Mausoleum, since the other party asked, it was okay for him to ask if he wanted to go.

It shows that the old gangster is at least not stupid.

"Well, where are you going? First, help your Miss Xue'er collect some interest." Yang Zhengjin said in a deep voice from inside the carriage, but what he said made Qian Renxue dizzy.

"Okay, Mr. Yang, you and Miss Xue'er are seated securely." Yao Haoxuan pulled the reins from the driving seat of the carriage, turned the carriage, and drove towards the Tiandou Emperor's Mausoleum.

Qian Renxue asked out of curiosity, "How much interest can I collect from the Tiandou Emperor's Mausoleum?"

Yang Zhengjin rolled his eyes at Qian Renxue angrily and said, "Do you hate Xue Beng?"

Thousands of years ago, the Spirit Empire was defeated in the battlefield of Jialing Pass. Xue Beng was looking at Qian Renxue's plump figure, and the image of her dripping with tears appeared in her mind. In an instant, her silver teeth were clenched, her pink fists were clenched, and she was filled with hatred.

He said in a cold voice full of meaning: "Hate, I hate myself for why I didn't get rid of him earlier, why I left such a scourge." But then I thought about it, Xue Beng must have been dead for ten thousand years now, a pair of lavender

He stared at Yang Zhengjin with his eyes, wondering why he meant charging interest.

"Since we hate it, let's go and collect interest first." Yang Zhengjin didn't tell Qian Renxue how he helped her collect interest. After saying that, there was no movement again. The girl next to him leaned her head against his

It was obvious that he hadn't had a good rest on his shoulders. After all, the two-day carriage trip was not only tiring, but also mentally tiring.

Yang Zhengjin didn't answer Qian Renxue, which made Qian Renxue even more curious. Before they even arrived at the Tiandou Emperor's Mausoleum, Qian Renxue asked, "How do you collect interest?"

But seeing Yang Zhengjin's eyes slightly closed but not speaking, Qian Renxue had the urge to stab him with her sword.

"Boy Yang, we're here, what should we do next?" At this moment, Yao Haoxuan drove the carriage to the top of a mountain col, and whispered into the carriage. After all, the sound of the carriage was different from the voice of the voice, and he was afraid of being discovered by the devolved soul masters.

He knew the situation, so he quietly asked Yang Zhengjin in the car.

Yang Zhengjin, Qing Luan, and Qian Renxue all stepped out of the carriage with extremely subtle movements. Together with Yao Haoxuan, the three of them followed Yang Zhengjin furtively, sneaking through the thorny forest to the edge of the mountain col.

After all, the Tiandou Emperor's Mausoleum is the face of the royal family, so it is quite normal to have a guard.

Not only that, the guard captain is actually a soul emperor level expert. But all this is trivial to the four people who are already familiar with the terrain from top to bottom.