Chapter 282 It's Me! What's the Matter? No Date!
On the side of the snake road, almost everyone turned around and looked at it immediately. It was because the visitor was too outstanding. Among the discussions among the crowd, only Yang Zhen, Jianmao and Saoji were still poking their buttocks and studying math problems. .
Yang Zhen was really stunned. He felt a bit incomprehensible to a simple math and geometry problem. He always felt familiar. He knew Yang Zhen for the math problem, but Yang Zhen didn't know the math problem.
"Boy, can you do it?" The cheap cat walked around Yang Zhen, and said suspiciously: "The painting seems to be like that, but what is this ghost painting talisman? The runes you have seen are not good?"
"I've never seen it before!" Sao Ji glanced at Yang Zhen's drawing, and then combed his tail.
Yang Zhen glared at the two guys, and said, "Shut up, this Xueba will be solved soon."
Under everyone's gaze, a group of Xueqiu didn't change their expression. After staying for a while, they walked straight towards Yang Zhen. The foreign woman asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Zhen?"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, looked up at the foreign woman, found that he had never seen her before, lowered his head again, racked his brains to calculate the problem, listed a lot of tan and cos, and replied without raising his head: "It's me! What's the matter? No date!"
The foreign woman was taken aback when she heard the words, her slender and delicate brows were lightly frowned, as if she understood Yang Zhen's words.
A group of people around gasped, looking at Yang Zhen with uncertain expressions.
Seeing Yang Zhen's impatient face, a trace of displeasure flashed in the dark green pupils of the foreign woman, she snorted softly, and the young boy beside him stepped forward, with a sullen expression on his stern face, just about to reprimand, Hua Youyue slowly Walking between Yang Zhen and the others, he said calmly, "How many of you are disciples of Mochi Peak?"
The foreign woman was stunned when she heard the words, and turned her eyes to look at Hua Youyue. The aura between the two stunning women collided immediately, and the atmosphere was a bit dignified for a moment. , quietly retreated to the side of the foreign woman.
"This is the flower spirit girl who is the best in the spiritual path." The foreign woman showed a smile, nodded and said, "We are disciples of Mochi Peak. I don't know what is the relationship between the flower spirit girl and Mr. Yang?"
"Friend!" Hua Youyue's expression was flat, seeing Yang Zhen squatting on the ground and watching curiously, she explained: "Mochi Peak has been passed down for six thousand years, and it is one of the major sects of Beiyu. Yan, counting geniuses."
Yang Zhen let out a cry, stood up, looked at the foreign woman curiously and asked, "I don't seem to know you, nor am I interested in getting to know you, what can I do, I'm a little busy here."
The stern young man snorted coldly, looked at Yang Zhen and said, "Yang Zhen, I advise you not to be too arrogant. In our eyes, you are just a country boy. Why did we ever want to get acquainted with you?"
Very arrogant, Yang Zhen glanced at these people in surprise.
"Shanyang, don't be rude!" The foreign woman scolded in a low voice, and said to Yang Zhen: "Young Master Yang, don't blame me, we just want to confirm with you, is the Destiny Spring taken by you?"
Yang Zhen suddenly realized, nodded and said: "It's here with me. I don't know the name of the young lady. It seems to be the most basic courtesy to introduce myself first when meeting people."
Except for Hua Youyue, everyone looked at Yang Zhen with astonishment and whispered.
"It's no wonder that Yang Zhen is always jumping up and down wherever he goes. He is still so arrogant in the face of the disciples of Mochi Peak. He is really arrogant."
"Which amazing and brilliant genius in the sky is not so arrogant, but I feel that the disciples of Mochi Peak are too domineering."
"That's not enough to offend people as soon as you come up, this Yang Zhen is really fearless."
"Keep your voice down. The disciples of Mochi Peak are used to being arrogant, but they have this strength. Yang Zhen is just like Shan Yang said in front of them, just a country boy."
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The disciples of Mochi Peak looked at Yang Zhen with unkind eyes at this time, only the foreign woman chuckled, nodded and said: "The little girl, Mo Xueling, has no ill intentions towards Mr. Yang, but just wants to ask, Mr. Yang charges Spring of Destiny, have you ever obtained Genjin Zhenwen?"
"Mo Xueling?" Hua Youyue's expression changed, she glanced at the foreign woman meaningfully, and said, "You are the descendant of Mochi Peak, Mo Lingnv?"
The smile on Mo Lingnv's face was even bigger. There was a small dimple on the corner of her mouth. She looked heroic with some charm, like snow lotus flowers on the cliffs of Tianshan Mountain.
Yang Zhen glanced at Mo Lingnv unexpectedly, a little surprised, this was the first time he saw a woman who was so different when she was not smiling and when she was smiling, and he was immediately amazed.
There were many people present when collecting the Destiny Spring, and this kind of thing couldn't be hidden, so Yang Zhen simply said honestly: "Miss Mo misunderstood, I collected the Destiny Spring just because the water is sweeter, and I want to take it back Just drink for a while, it has nothing to do with that."
Speaking of this, Yang Zhen asked curiously under a group of stunned eyes, "What is the pure gold real pattern you mentioned?"
A gust of breeze blows by, and the side of the Snake Road is quiet, even the sound of breathing can be heard, and it takes a long time for the sound of inhaling, especially those who have seen Yang Zhen collect the Genjin Zhenwen, all of them I was shocked by Yang Zhen.
In terms of the ability to open their mouths, everyone has never met someone who is more casual than Yang Zhen. When they think of opening their mouths, everyone thinks of Yang Zhen's various legends. Whether the inscription of talent or the way of forging the body is shocking.
The cheap cat and Sao Ji got together at some point, and leaned into Sao Ji's ear and said, "See if you're talking nonsense, you can imagine that Gen Jin's real pattern is on this bitch ?"
Sao Ji's eyes suddenly widened, he opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to spit out two words: "Awesome!"
The cheap cat quacked and laughed strangely, the two guys whispered to each other, and after a while, they hooked their shoulders together.
"you……"
Behind Shanyang, the skinny young man Areda got angry and stood up to speak, but was interrupted by Mo Xueling:
"So, we have misunderstood!"
Mo Xueling looked at Yang Zhen meaningfully, and chuckled, as if it didn't matter to her whether Yang Zhen got the Gen Jin Zhenwen, and muttered to herself: "It's a pity, it seems that the barren day The news of Zhenwen can only be told to others."
What?
Hearing Mo Xueling's words, everyone present was shocked and looked at Mo Xueling with uncertain expressions.
The cheap cat screamed strangely, and Sa Yazi ran to Yang Zhen's side and said, "Little girl, are you talking about Huangtian Zhenwen?"
"Exactly!" Mo Xueling glanced at the cheap cat with a strange expression, as if he had never seen a cat walking on two legs, and was a little curious.
The cheap cat raised one leg and kicked Yang Zhen, and said in a low voice, "Boy, think about it again, is the Gen Jin Zhenwen really not on you?"
The corners of most people's mouths started to twitch when they saw the cheap cat's actions.
Damn, these two bastards are as shameless as ever.
Sure enough, Yang Zhen showed a sudden realization, patted his head and said: "Look at my memory, when I collected the Destiny Spring, there seemed to be such a small rune. I didn't want to come, but I insisted on drilling into my body. It’s not that you mentioned it, Miss Sister, I’ve already forgotten about it, by the way, what’s going on with the Huangtian Zhenwen?”
Everyone: "..."
Everyone looked like Yang Zhen as expected, and looked at Yang Zhen with contempt.
The stern boy Shanyang and Arida looked at each other, one eye twitched, the other mouth twitched, and they all stared at Yang Zhen angrily.
Mo Xueling pursed her lips, seeming to be suppressing a smile, the dimple around her mouth became deeper and deeper, she looked away from Yang Zhen's face, as if she was talking to herself: "I seem to have forgotten."