Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect dug out Yu Xiaogang

"It's useless to know. I am now the only descendant of the family." The old gangster obviously didn't want to tell the truth. He shook his head and was a little frustrated at the same time.

"Okay, then you just wait for me here and I'll come as soon as I go." Yang Zhengjin felt that with such a powerful system, he shouldn't have any security issues!

So I boldly walked into the thick green haze.

"System, help me resurrect Qian Renxue. I'm begging you. There are so many evil soul masters in the Nima Douluo Continent now. Without an angel by your side, it's really not safe!" Yang Zhengjin said to the system,

He confided sincerely. But the main thing is that he wants to bring the Great God King of Tang Dynasty down to the God Realm and die.

Thinking that I had come here inexplicably, and then been chased by the evil soul master all the way, if it hadn't been for the system, I would have died long ago.

Why are there so many evil soul masters after the battle between the two gods of Douluo Continent for thousands of years!

[Shut up! You know nothing. I will resurrect the little angel later. This system will give you what I know. As for how you want to do it and how to use it, it depends on how you arrange it. 】

"Oh, hurry up then. Thank you, Dog System." Yang Zhengjin had to compromise! After all, the Dog System is still on his side.

[Shut up! You.] The system is not happy. He feels that this bastard Yang Zhengjin underestimates his ability.

In the thick green haze.

A sacred and warm light lit up, as if time had begun to rewind within a fifty-meter radius, and gradually began to gather together from the golden light within the fifty-meter radius.

In mid-air, a woman whose human touch has faded emerged from the gathering of golden light within fifty meters. The six angel wings glowing with golden light behind her were flapping gently. It was beautiful and thrilling.

beauty.

But the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Zhengjin and said without emotion, "Tang San, take your life."

A pair of lavender eyes without any emotion, cold, lonely, and full of hatred for the world.

Yang Zhengjin even saw the determination to die in his eyes.

Qian Renxue rose up in mid-air, carrying the angel holy sword, and stabbed Yang Zhengjin in the heart.

This sudden attack caught Yang Zhengjin off guard and he took three steps back.

At the same time, he blocked his pan martial arts spirit on his crotch.

Sparks flew between Qian Renxue's holy angel sword and the pan.

"Hey, I'm not Tang San. You got the wrong person." Yang Zhengjin wanted to explain, but Qian Renxue hated Tang San so much at this moment. She wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. How could she listen to Yang Zhengjin's explanation?

. Holding the Angel Holy Sword, he chased Yang Zhengjin and kept slashing.

"Block, block, block," the sparks flying from the Wuhun Pan's block were flying, and the sound of the collision between the Wuhun Pan and the Angel Holy Sword in Qian Renxue's hand was also loud and clear.

"Qian Renxue, if you go crazy again, I won't be polite!" Yang Zhengjin was annoyed for a while after being beaten. So he felt a little irritable. He opened his mouth and said angrily to Qian Renxue.

"You're a sideways hypocrite." Qian Renxue didn't have any more words to say. She clenched her teeth tightly, her face covered with frost, and with endless anger, she chased Yang Zhengjin with all her strength. It was a carnival.

Hacking.

"You crazy bitch." Yang Zhengjin couldn't bear it anymore and cursed secretly. If the beating continued like this, it would be endless.

So Yang Zhengjin flashed behind Qian Renxue with the pan in hand, pointed it at his head, and made a "pound" sound.

"It's finally quiet. I had no choice but to knock you out. I hope you won't complain about your head pain when you wake up." Yang Zhengjin looked at Qian Renxue, who was being held by his own princess, feeling very distressed.

I thought to myself, "Hey, it was so unjust that you lost thousands of years ago!" He shook his head, and walked towards the carriage with the peerless beauty in his arms.

Yang Zhengjin carried the beauty to the carriage. Yao Haoxuan kept looking at her with his mean eyes, thinking, "This is wrong! Where on earth did this boy pick up such a beautiful girl? Did he go in just now?"

Just for a while!”

"Well, it's so white." The old gangster murmured.

"Old gangster, don't look blindly, be careful this little girl wakes up and stabs you to death." Yang Zhengjin was stabbed many times by Qian Renxue, and the one he stabbed caused sparks to fly. So he kindly advised him.

"Ahem, what are you talking about? Don't worry, I, Yao Haoxuan, am definitely a person with a bottom line." The old gangster sat in the driving seat of the carriage and spoke righteously, but his eyes still fell on Qian Renxue.

Zhang, with a face covered with frost, said, "This girl is really pretty."

Yang Zhengjin walked into the carriage with Qian Renxue in his arms, placed Qian Renxue on the right side, let her lean against the window, and pinched Qingluan girl awake in the carriage, who was leaning on the left side of the carriage, "

Girl, tie her up for me."

"Oh, okay. Master, where did you go to snatch such a beautiful young lady!" Qingluan was stunned by Qian Renxue's appearance. She thought to herself: "This is too pretty!" So she also

He pinched Qian Renxue's cheek.

"Speak carefully, I am not robbing her, but saving her. Tie her up, otherwise this crazy woman will definitely chop you to death when she wakes up." Yang Zhengjin pinched Qingluan girl's pretty face, and then got out of the carriage.

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"Let's go, old gangster. The things here are done!" After Yang Zhengjin finished speaking, he sat in the passenger seat of the carriage and adjusted his robe. After all, he was chased and beaten by that bitch Qian Renxue just now.

A little embarrassed.

"Then let's go there next." The old gangster was very excited. He didn't expect that Yang Xiaozi could finish the matter so quickly. He thought to himself, "I guess he just came to snatch that beauty." So he turned back.

I glanced at the carriage and saw that it was only blocked by a carriage curtain.

Yang Zhengjin twisted his neck, feeling that his whole body was sore from being slashed by Qian Renxue's Holy Angel Sword, and said, "Let's go to Tiandou City first."

"Then just sit down." What the old gangster wanted in his mind was to leave this hellish place first, otherwise he was really afraid that his ancestor would climb out of the coffin and beat him up.

The carriage turned around and left. Yao Haoxuan asked, "Boy Yang, is the identity of the girl you kidnapped just now not simple?"

He really didn't know who Qian Renxue was or what was going on.

"Okay, I know what you want to know. Let's find a place to rest first." Yang Zhengjin could only shake his head at this moment, but thought to himself, "If you know that I have resurrected people who lived thousands of years ago, how can you

Don’t be scared to death.”

Inside the carriage, Qing Luan looked at Qian Renxue, who was wearing a golden palace dress. The dress was one piece and seemed to be woven with gold thread. There were not too many patterns. The style was simple and elegant. The golden

The stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck, and her long golden hair was scattered casually behind her, looking a bit messy and not carefully combed. Not only that, there was a bulge on the back of her head that was slightly smaller than a baby's fist.

Look, this was taken by Yang Zhengjin's martial arts pan. His eyes were slightly closed, showing no signs of waking up.

Qingluan reached out and pinched Qian Renxue's smooth, jade-like face, and praised with envy: "It's so slippery."