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"I tell you, Xia Mo, your Xia family is originally a vassal of our Ying family. We think highly of you by letting you marry into our Ying family."

The Young Master Ying that Xia Mo mentioned stood in front of Xia Mo with a proud attitude, looking down at him with an oppressive look.

He didn't even notice Zhang Yang appearing behind him.

But Xia Mo saw Zhang Yang, and his face changed slightly.

Zhang Yang put his index finger between his lips, asking her not to speak.

Xia Mo looked at the Young Master Ying with a pleading look, "Young Master Ying, let's talk about this later."

It was obvious that she didn't want to expose this embarrassing thing in front of Senior Brother Zhang Ming.

She also had unrealistic fantasies in her heart, and she knew that she didn't deserve it, but... she couldn't help thinking about it.

Xia Mo had a trace of tears in her eyes, and she begged Young Master Ying not to say anything more.

She didn't want Senior Brother Zhang Ming to see her embarrassed side.

At least don't say it in front of Senior Brother Zhang Ming.

This charming appearance made Master Ying slightly dazed, and he was also a little moved.

He slowed down his tone and licked his lips and said: "I know you look down on my elder brother, don't you still have me?

If you become my sister-in-law, we can also meet often."

Xia Mo's eyes widened and she took a few steps back. It turned out that this man was thinking about this.

Although she was born in a small family, she was also educated in Confucianism. How could she agree to such a thing.

Master Ying extended his hand to Xia Mo meaningfully, "Why don't you give it to me now?

Let my brother wear a hat, it's exciting to think about it..."

Xia Mo shrank back like a quail.

But there was a wall behind her, where could she hide?

Just when Master Ying was about to touch Xia Mo's little face, a big hand grabbed his wrist.

"You... are?"

"Kacha~"

Master Ying's wrist was directly bent into a folding screen by Zhang Yang.

"Ah~"

At this time, Master Ying screamed.

"I want you dead!"

Mr. Ying swung his left fist suddenly, but was caught by Zhang Yang again.

"Crack~"

"Now... symmetrical!"

Zhang Yang said with a satisfied smile as he watched Mr. Ying, who was constantly retreating and howling.

His tone was full of violence.

He was already very angry today, and he hadn't vented it on Ye Shan yet.

Now there was a ready-made punching bag, how could he let it go?

"Who are you? How dare you beat up the outer disciples of the Medicine King Hall for no reason."

Mr. Ying kept retreating, trying to stop screaming, and questioned.

"Are you fucking mentally retarded? You threatened my errand disciple in my Fengye Hall, and you asked who I am?

Today I will tell you who I am!"

Zhang Yang suddenly raised his foot.

Mr. Ying flew out and directly crashed into the rockery outside the Fengye Hall.

Zhang Yang walked forward with a grim smile, grabbed Mr. Ying's collar and lifted him up in front of him with one hand.

"Bullying?"

"Pa~"

"Forced marriage?"

"Pa~"

"Sister-in-law?"

"Pa~"

"..."

The sound of pa pa continued.

Xia Mo stood at the back in embarrassment. All the words of this bastard were heard by Senior Brother Zhang Ming.

But in her heart, she felt that Senior Brother Zhang Ming was like a wall of light, isolating the darkness in her heart.

Just like a god, he saved her from the devil.

Just standing behind him, she felt a different sense of security.

"Hold...Hold!"

At this time, Master Ying's entire face was shattered. If it weren't for the strong recovery ability of the Medicine King Hall's skills, he would have died long ago.

"Pa~"

"You told me not to fight, so I won't? Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

"Pa~"

"Wuwu... I'm holding it in, um... I'm rubbing."

"Cry? You have to count the time when you cry."

"Pa~"

Zhang Yang's men kept hitting him, and as he hit them one by one, he let out a lot of anger.

It happened that a patrolling group of disciples from the Discipline Hall heard the screams and cries and flew over.

When Master Ying saw the patrol, he raised his hand and sobbed, "Save the sick... Save the sick..."

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

This group of people was the one that came out of the interrogation room.

Zhang Yang saw that some of them looked familiar, and smiled, "So you are the senior brothers?"

"Senior Brother Zhang is too polite, just call us junior brothers!"

Several team members said with a smile.

Master Ying saw that both sides knew each other, and immediately shut up.

"You are..."

The patrol pointed at Master Ying.

"Hey... I don't know where this bastard came from, but he actually bullied my disciples in Fengye Hall.

I just happened to see it."

Zhang Yang smiled.

"Bullying?"

"He dared to bully the disciples of Fengye Hall."

"Punish him severely, he must punish him severely!"

"Catch him and interrogate him strictly. I don't think the matter is that simple."

"..."

Zhang Yang smiled and threw Master Ying on the ground, wiping his hands with his clothes.

"Then I'll trouble you, senior brothers, to interrogate him strictly!"

After saying that, Zhang Yang blinked.

The patrol team disciples smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang, I will be strict."

"Thank you, senior brothers, if you have time, come to Fengye Hall some other day, I will treat you all to a drink."

Zhang Yang bowed and smiled.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you're welcome."

"You're so polite!"

"Haha... I'll definitely talk to you about it then!"

"..."

Master Ying moaned with tears in his eyes, it seemed like this was a nest of snakes and rats.

Today, it's really a bad year!

"By the way, remember to ask him to compensate for the loss of the rockery."

Zhang Yang pointed to the damaged rockery.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang! "

Watching the patrol team carrying Master Ying away, Zhang Yang smiled gently, "Let's go in too, and tell me what happened in the hall?"

Xia Mo nodded weakly, followed Zhang Yang, and walked towards Fengye Hall.

Entering the hall, Zhang Yang sat on a chair, "Tell me!"

Xia Mo whispered the whole story.

It took a long time before he finished telling the story.

Zhang Yang touched his chin, "Tsk tsk... a prodigal father, a sick mother, a useless brother, and this sold sister.

Isn't this a female-oriented story?

"What is the origin of the Ying family?"

Since you are in charge of this matter, of course you have to understand the other party's background clearly.

"Brother Zhang Ming, the Ying family is a big family in the central area of ​​the Mist Hidden Realm. They have great influence in the Mist Hidden Realm and countless wealth.

My Xia family is a vassal family of the Ying family.

Just now, that was Ying Han, the second-ranked son of the Ying family! "

Xia Mo whispered.

She felt a little embarrassed for causing trouble to Senior Brother Zhang Ming.

"Tough guy? Tsk..."

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Ying Han was crying just now, and he was still a tough guy?

"Powerful? Is it as powerful as the Discipline Hall of the Medicine King Hall?"

Zhang Yang continued to ask curiously.

"Senior Brother, although the Ying family is considered powerful in the Mist Hidden Realm, it can't be compared with the Medicine King Hall."

Xia Mo carefully glanced at Senior Brother Zhang Ming who was lying on the chair, and her heart was beating fast.

'Senior Brother Zhang Ming, you are so handsome even when you are lying down!'

"Oh, you turned out to be a little punk!"

Zhang Yang didn't see Xia Mo's eyes, and even if he saw it, he wouldn't care. He had no feelings for women other than Zhen Er.

'Little punk?'

Xia Mo had never heard of this word.

"Okay, it's just a small matter. If you have any problems in the future, just tell me. You are a disciple of Fengye Palace, so you will be protected by me.

Besides, you are the chief steward of my Fengye Palace. "

Zhang Yang waved his hand.

'Chief steward?'

Xia Mo couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhang Ming, the disciple will leave."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out with light steps. With Senior Brother Zhang Ming's promise, she didn't have to be afraid of Ying Han.

Zhang Yang looked at Xia Mo's back, smiled and shook his head, and didn't care about this little thing.

"I hope Master will come back soon. What will it be like if I enter the Flesh Vajra Realm?"