God kills

"Wuyuan, when you go to the secret realm tomorrow, come to see me first, rest early today, it's not too early" Yang Yulang straightened his clothes and smiled at Long Wuyuan.

"Okay, you should go to bed early, your body is just right, don't use force again" Long Wuyuan said with some unease, his eyes full of worry.

"Shuo'er, let's go, is it possible that you want to sit here for the rest of your life" "

Master, did you just let him go like this, you were kind enough to save him, but he treated you like this... I..."

"Okay, it was just a misunderstanding, nothing happened to us" Long Wuyuan was a little speechless, two men, what can they do.

"But..." Murong Yangshuo still wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it, he was afraid that Long Wuyuan would be angry, so he wouldn't care about himself anymore, got up and followed Long Wuyuan, and didn't forget to glare at Yang Yulang when he left.

Looking at the two who left, Yang Yulang couldn't help frowning.

"This kid, something is wrong, even the master who cares about himself seems to be a little too concerned"

There have been rumors in the world for a long time, Murong Yangshuo! It seems that the rumors are true. Then this is...

"Forget it"

Yang Yulang didn't think much about it, but spread his spiritual power to all parts of his body, checking every meridian of his body. It's as good as ever, and the meridians are harder than before. The symptoms of going mad disappeared without a trace, and the most important thing was that his cultivation had reached the black mark.

"Long Wuyuan, what price did you pay? Spirit and Spirit, or Life!" Yang Yulang felt that he owed Long Wuyuan too much, and the other party not only taught him spells, but also saved his life today.

Thinking about it, Yang Yulang couldn't help but make a difficulty, how to repay the other party?

It seems that he can only go to his master.

On

the right side of the Son of Heaven Palace, where the national teacher Fu Chenzi lives, the lights in the room are still on, and Fu Chenzi is not sleeping.

"You're here" Fu Chenzi stopped the pen in

his hand and said, "Master, the disciple has something to ask for" Yang Yulang arched his hand and said

, "It's for Long Wuyuan

" "Yes" Yang Yulang was not surprised, even the Tianjiao of all domains could figure it out, and the other party must have already known the purpose of his trip.

"Long Wuyuan won't live long, even if he gives more elixir, it's useless, there is a way to change his life in the secret realm. Fu Chenzi said lightly, and then gave a letter to Yang Yulang.

"What is this?" Yang Yulang took the envelope and said puzzled.

"Give it to Long Wuyuan tomorrow, tell him to open it after entering the secret realm, there is a way to change

his life" "Change his life! Thank you master!" Yang Yulang excitedly put away the envelope, wanted to say something but hesitated to say it.

"Don't worry! Your Majesty didn't condemn me, just told me to go to the Tianshu Pavilion, and soon you will go to the Tianshan Mountains to find your father, so I can't accompany you, be careful all the way, and when the Ancestor of Han Bing mentions my name, I have some friendship with him

" "Yes, master, the apprentice has caused you trouble

" "Go, it's rare that you care about the teacher" Fu Chenzi waved his hand, feeling a little sleepy.

......

"Brother Yuwen, come, this son is toasting you" Bai Zichen hugged a handsome

young man and said, "Brother Zichen, you can't drink anymore, you have already drunk too much" The young man stopped the other party's wine glass, and wanted to cry without tears in his heart.

With so many people present, why did he just toast Bai Zichen? If there was no one at the moment, the young man really wanted to give Bai Zichen a slap, no, a slap to himself.

"Brother Yuwen, no more, no more, just barely gargling. The

young man touched his glass with Bai Zichen like ashes, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth.

A quarter of an hour later

, "Come, Brother Zichen, let's have another drink," the young man blushed like a monkey's buttocks, pulling the drunk Bai Zichen to prepare to continue the fight again.

Vomit~

In response to him, it was Bai Zichen's vomit.

Teenager: ....