Chapter 294 Naturally Go To Sleep With Your Wife!

Everyone was terrified by the horrible scene before them, and their faces were bloodless, especially those men who had looked ferocious just now, but now they were all struggling desperately, roaring and cursing.

Like a long snake, the dirt and rocks crawled up the legs of the crowd, and they reached their knees in the blink of an eye. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break through this layer of restriction.

Especially the young monk who poked Yang Zhen's small raisin with his sword looked furious, and scolded Yang Zhen the most fiercely.

Yang Zhen turned his face to look at the young monk, and with a move of his divine sense, a piece of earth and rock suddenly raised his head, and rushed towards the young monk's ass.

"Aw!"

A sour and painful scream came, and the young monk's mouth was clean immediately, his legs were tightly closed, and he pushed forward, trying to pull his ass out of the earth and stone snake.

However, all this is in vain, except for a strange singing voice.

"The chrysanthemum is incomplete, your buttocks are full of bruises, your smile has panicked..."

"Bastard, you... what did you do to me!" The young monk roared in grief and anger, his eyes were fierce, and his grim expression was full of shame, anger and pain.

Yang Zhen was amazed, and said slowly: "If I were you, I would be more peaceful, because the things behind your buttocks will not only go in and out, but will also become bigger. Tooth spurs, oh shit, just thinking about it makes me sour!"

All the people who heard this trembled and tilted their heads to look at the young monk.

"My lord, it's not good, my lord is injured!"

"Bastard, what did you do to the son!"

"Sir...Sir, don't struggle anymore, that thing is... getting bigger!"

"what?"

The expressions of a group of people changed again and again, and what made Yang Zhen look confused was that one of the monks had eyes shining, staring at the butt of the young man that everyone said, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Oh shit!

Yang Zhen shuddered all over and turned around to look, and said to the two women with a sigh, "Why are you two still here?"

The two women froze for a moment, the delicate young woman took a strange look at the pained and happy son, walked up to Yang Zhen, and knelt down with a plop.

Yang Zhen was startled, stomped his feet hastily, and helped the girl up with two hands transformed from earth and rocks, and asked in surprise, "Girl, what are you doing!"

Embarrassment flashed across the woman's face, but tears were streaming down her face. She wanted to kneel down, but she couldn't move. She said with tears in her eyes, "My lord is so kind and virtuous. Yang Hongye has nothing to repay, but I just want to be a slave in the next life." As a maidservant, I will repay the son's righteousness!"

Yang Zhen was taken aback, walked up to Yang Hongye, pointed to his face and asked, "Aren't I handsome?"

"..." Yang Hongye was stunned, and asked in surprise, "My lord, what do you mean handsome?"

"Aren't I handsome?" Yang Zhen stared at Yang Hongye and changed his question.

Yang Hongye's expression froze when he heard the words, his face flushed immediately, he turned his head and nodded and said, "Young master is handsome and handsome, Hongye is the only one I have ever seen in my life!"

Yang Zhen let out an oh, turned around and left, muttering to himself: "No, that's not written in the script, it doesn't mean that after the hero saves the beauty in the martial arts biography, only those ugly knights will receive the next life as a cow In return for a horse, handsome knights are all beauties in return, damn it, fairy tales are all deceitful!"

Seeing that Yang Zhen turned around and left, Yang Hongye was stunned. After hearing what Yang Zhen muttered, her neck turned red from shame. She secretly glanced at Yang Zhen, hesitated to speak, but was ashamed. Unable to speak, he could only stand where he was.

The middle-aged woman stepped forward, took Yang Hongye's hand, and gave Yang Zhen a meaningful look.

Yang Zhen ignored the two women. Compared to the two of them, Yang Zhen was more interested in these vicious guys, because they should have good things on them, and they would feel at ease and feel good when picking them up.

When he came to the middle-aged man, Yang Zhen stared at him viciously, and asked, "Has the surname Yang eaten your rice?"

"..." The middle-aged man shook his head in bewilderment.

Snapped!

Yang Zhen slapped the middle-aged man on the head, causing the middle-aged man to roll his eyes.

"Yang slept with your wife?"

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Snapped!

Another heavy slap: "Damn, I didn't eat your rice, and I didn't sleep with your wife. Ben Sao Sheng just fell from the sky accidentally, but you are going to kill him just because his surname is Yang?"

The middle-aged man asked blankly, "Are you related to the Yang family?"

"Which Yang family?"

"Cambrian City, the Yang family!" the middle-aged man said through gritted teeth.

Hearing the five words of the Yang family in Cambrian City, the two women behind Yang Zhen trembled and stared at the middle-aged man with grief and indignation.

Yang Zhen stared blankly at the surrounding environment, and muttered to himself in astonishment: "Cambrian City, damn it, am I coming to the North Cold Country?"

How is this possible?

There are thousands of miles from Linglu to Beihan Country, Yang Zhen scrambled underground, how far did he go?

This... Fortunately, it didn't go directly to the magma layer, otherwise it would be smoked with a chirp, wouldn't there be even bone dregs left?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen was afraid for a while, and secretly decided that it would be better to use the Ksitigarbha technique less to scurry underground in the future, mainly because this thing is too inaccurate.

Seeing the surprised and uncertain expression on Yang Zhen's face, the middle-aged man seemed to think that Yang Zhen was afraid of Cambrian City, a trace of haze flashed across his face, and said in a low voice: "I am from the Fang family of Cambrian City, boy, since If you have heard of Cambrian City, you should know that the influence of our Fang family in Cambrian City is..."

Yang Zhen looked at the man as if he was a fool. He really didn't know which eye of this kid saw that he had heard of Cambrian City.

"No..."

When Yang Zhen waved his hand casually, the middle-aged man suddenly turned into a terracotta warrior. Unable to speak, he turned to look at the two women and asked, "What's going on, your two families have enmity?"

The two women burst into tears when they heard the words, and the middle-aged woman gritted her teeth with resentment on her face and said, "For some reason, the Fang family got involved with the Beiyu Lingxue Palace. These big gifts, originally this is a blessing for Cambrian City, even if the Fang family and the Lingxue Palace get closer, the entire Northern Cold Country will be favored, but..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman choked up and said nothing, and the delicate young woman said in a deep voice: "It's just that Fang's family didn't know how to know that the old master of the Lingxue Palace loved all kinds of calligraphy in his life, and the more talented the calligraphy, The more you can get the favor of the old Palace Master..."

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, nodded and asked with a strange expression: "It's a coincidence that your Yang family happens to have such a calligraphy?"

The two women were startled when they heard the words, and nodded bitterly.

Jianghu grievances, why bother?

Yang Zhen Yang Zhen shook his head and sighed, clapping his hands with a snap, the middle-aged man's face was broken.

Before the middle-aged monk could speak, Yang Zhen turned his head and asked, "When will the old master of Lingxue Palace celebrate his birthday?"

"..."

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression, and suddenly felt a chubby thing on his buttocks, his face changed suddenly, and he said in horror: "Half a month later!"

"When are you going to leave?" Yang Zhen asked with great interest.

A hint of doubt flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and he said coldly, "We'll be leaving the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yang Hongye and the two daughters breathed a sigh of relief. There are still two days left, and the Fang family will not be too rushed to kill them all.

Yang Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this, and with a wave of his hand, he released the restrictions on everyone, put his arms around the middle-aged man's shoulders and said: "Oh, we really don't know each other. Congenial, go, take me to your house!"

"Go...to my house?" The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen vigilantly, and asked, "What are you going to my house for?"

"Naturally sleeping with your wife..." Yang Zhen opened his mouth and came, and then hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue, but I actually want to go to Beiyu, and I just happened to be on the way with you, so we can have a ride!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, and asked with a strange look of surprise: "Are you sure you want to go?"

Yang Hongye's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Young master, no, the ancestor of the Fang family is an Immortal Ascension Boundary powerhouse!"