The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Brother Yang, goodbye by fate!"

With a hint of drunkenness, Shen Lang laughed and left with Hua Wuque.

This time, it is to go to the overseas island, and maybe I will never return to Tiannan in this lifetime. Perhaps, one day, the son of Shen Lang will return to the arena and write a martial arts legend.

"Drink, drink! Haha!"

Lu XiaoFeng drank with all his heart, shouted and thumped, buried it on the table, and started to sleep soundly.

Lu Xiaofeng's drinking capacity is definitely not bad, but compared to Yang Zheng, it is far behind. While drinking, Yang Zheng used "Six Meridians Divine Sword" to drain the wine out of his fingers. At this moment, he looks drunk, but in fact he is not drunk at all, and his consciousness is very clear.

Yang Zheng glanced at Murong Jiu out of the corner of his eye, smiled in his heart, and when his head lay on the table, he began to pretend to be dizzy.

"Humph! Are you dizzy? Now is the right time, you bastard, Young Master Yang, I will ask someone to drag the two of you to the street, then pull out your clothes, fold the two of you together, and give you a big one. surprise!"

Murong Jiu observed Yang Zheng's table for a long time. Now that Yang Zheng and Lu Xiaofeng were both drunk on the table, she thought to herself that she finally got the chance.

So, she got up, walked to Yang Zheng's side, picked up a wine glass in her right hand, and prepared to sprinkle the wine on Yang Zheng's head. However, when she just picked up the wine glass and poured wine on Yang Zheng's head, Yang Zheng suddenly raised his head and gave her a strange smile.

"what!"

Murong Jiu was stunned, and the next moment she felt her hand was being grabbed. Then the next moment, the water that had been spilled from the wine glass was originally intended to be spilled by Yang Zheng, but suddenly turned back and pointed at her. Splash over here!

"Whoa!"

Murong Jiu was sprayed with the drink, and the drink was left over from Yang Zheng's drink...

At this moment, Murong Jiu felt that the world was quiet, and she was the only one left. She could not wait to find a way to communicate and get in! Because, above the restaurant, everyone is looking at this side!

She, a big beauty, was splashed in the face by the drink!

"Jiumei, meeting is fate, so why hurt each other. Let's sit down and have a good communication, shall we? Jiumei, let's go, Brother Zheng will take you to appreciate the moon."

Yang Zheng smiled and picked up Murong Jiuheng in his arms. He didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng who was drunk on the table, and flew out of the building. Then he flew in the air and landed on the roof of the restaurant.

At this moment, it was dusk, and although there was no moon, the sunset scene in the western district was quite beautiful.

"Ninth sister, look at that moon is really beautiful."

Yang Zheng pointed at the setting sun and couldn't help but sighed in admiration.

Murong Jiu rolled her eyes, if she hadn't been hugged by Yang Zheng and couldn't break free, she wouldn't have been able to kick Yang Zheng's feet.

"Jiumei, as you said to girl Jing, you are so cute even if you roll your eyes."

Yang Zheng praised again.

"let me go!"

And Murong Jiu just said something very coldly.

"Hehe, Miss Murong, you have to know that a person with status and status like Zhen rarely takes the initiative to hug a woman. I took the initiative to meet you in the crowd."

Yang Zheng's face turned serious and he changed his name.

"I? Are you the emperor?"

Murong Jiu looked at Yang Zheng coldly.

"I am the emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty!"

Yang Zheng's body shook, and the emperor's breath appeared.

Murong Jiu was stunned for a moment. She originally thought that Yang Zheng was full of nonsense, but at this moment, she really felt an aura that reigned over the world! I thought to myself, could this embroidered pillow really be the emperor of some dynasty?

"Humph! None of the emperors are good!"

However, Murong Jiu still sneered, there are emperors in the southern part of the world, but the people in the court are usually separated from the power of the court. What kind of emperor, in the eyes of the descendants of a powerful martial arts family like Murong Jiu, is similar to ordinary people, and has nothing to respect.

The **** Yang in front of him must be that kind of person!

"Is that so, Miss Murong, since you said I'm not a good thing, why do you still let me hold it?"

Yang Zheng asked.

"You... shameless! You ordered my blood and sealed my infuriating energy, how can I move?"

When Murong Jiu heard this, he was immediately angry.

This fellow is too shameless, he clicked his own acupuncture point~ said, sealed his inner qi, and forced him to say why he wanted to hug him? Are the men on the land of China all such shameless bastards?

"Acupuncture? Blocking the infuriating energy? Sorry, Miss Murong, I don't understand what you're talking about. With a low level of martial arts and a third-rate level at most, it's possible that Miss Murong is an opponent. Miss Murong, you must be mistaken."

Yang Zheng shook his head again and again.

"you……"

Murong Jiu was completely speechless, staring at Yang Zheng, silently trying to attack the acupoint~dao, but the infuriating energy was blocked, so she couldn't rush the acupoint~dao at all, let alone unlock the acupoint~dao.

After the failed attempt, Murong Jiu suddenly felt that Yang Zheng's hand was moving down, and actually placed it on his own tun, his face became colder, and he stared at Yang Zheng.

"Miss Murong, the rivers and lakes are so big, it's a kind of fate that we can meet each other. It's not too much for me to kiss, right?"

Yang Zheng smiled slightly and looked at Murong Jiu's pretty face.

"Humph!"

Murong Jiu snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I agree, Miss Murong, you are so kind!"

Yang Zheng laughed loudly, lowered his head, just a kiss...

"you……"

Murong Jiu wanted to dodge, but he was tapped, saying, plus his infuriating energy was blocked, he could only be kissed by Yang Zheng.

"Miss Murong's mouth is really fragrant!"

Yang Zheng raised his head and couldn't help but sighed in admiration.

"I am going to kill you!"

Murong Jiu was really angry.

"The last woman who spoke to me like this was Palace Master Lianxing of Yihua Palace. Later, she became my woman. Miss Murong, do you want to be my woman too?"

Yang Zheng asked with a smile.

This Murong Jiu, arrogant and indifferent, practiced some "fossil magic", and practiced himself into a cold stone. Such a beauty, if it were turned into a block of ice, it would be a huge waste!

Yang Zheng felt that it was necessary to save such a beautiful woman, help Murong Jiu return to normal, and let him know what a real woman is! So, he said to Murong Jiu: "Miss Murong, I found that I have fallen in love with you, and I know that you are in love with me too. How about we go to Murong Villa now and ask your father to propose marriage?"

"You... ah! I'm going crazy! Ah!"

The only one who responded to Yang Zheng was Murong Jiu's scream, she couldn't stand the nonsense of Yang Zheng, this shameless bastard!

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