Chapter 953 How Many Dishes Do You Drink Like This?

Is a monk's nose a nose?

That's not an ordinary nose, so I don't sneeze often, but it's different when it comes to allergies.

Since approaching this golden crown tree, Yang Zhen has sneezed three times in a row, he must be allergic to this golden crown tree.

Qiu!

The fourth sneeze came as expected, Yang Zhen had a puzzled look on his face, and Han Yan'er next to him also had a weird look on his face: "Is there something weird about this big tree?"

"It's weird, it must be weird!" Yang Zhen stared at the boundless tree in front of him with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in and have a look!"

The cheap cat's eyes lit up and said, "Boy, this tree is unusual."

Nonsense, can a normal tree grow so big?

Yang Zhen glanced at the cheap cat, and said: "Is the wild world so grotesque? It's too big."

After putting away the Da Que sword, the cheap cat climbed onto Yang Zhen's shoulder, pointed to the abyss in front of him and said, "This abyss is not formed naturally, but artificially made."

"What the hell?"

Looking at the unknown depth of the abyss, Yang Zhen's eyes almost popped out: "Who is so full that he made such a big hole?"

With an excited look on the face of the cheap cat, he said: "Hurry up, let's go down quickly, there are good things in here."

Hearing that there was something good, Yang Zhen stopped sneezing and rushed down with Han Yan'er directly, no matter what good thing he was, as long as it was a good thing, since he encountered it, there was no reason to let him go.

Along the way, the cheap cat explained to Yang Zhen: "Didn't you see that this is a situation where the heavens are cut off and the moon is looking at the moon at the mouth of the dragon?"

Yang Zhen was taken aback, shook his head and said: "In such a big place, what can be seen from a big tree, but I can feel that there seems to be a lot of Yin here."

The cheap cat gave a strange laugh and said, "It's not surprising that you didn't see it. This is the overall situation of the world created by some kind of evil cultivator. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that there would be such an evil existence in the Dayou Dynasty."

"An evil existence?"

Yang Zhen was taken aback, and exchanged a glance with Han Yan'er, his face full of interested expressions.

The world of self-cultivation is intriguing and deceitful. It is a chaotic and peaceful life and death. How can there be any distinction between good and evil?

Even those evil cultivators in the legends in the cultivation world are nothing more than using some shady means to seek the power of heaven and earth, harming others and benefiting themselves.

The so-called righteousness and evil are nothing but human decisions. This kind of concept is already an old calendar. Now basically no one uses righteousness and evil to judge the quality of a person or a force.

Winners and losers don't care if you are upright or crooked.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er, the cheap cat shook his head and said: "Boy, don't believe it. There are some evil existences that have no conscience. You may see them today."

Yang Zhen didn't take it seriously, and said: "How can you use people as a cauldron if you lose your conscience?"

"Using people as cauldrons is nothing but a path, and it's a path that can't be seen. This tree... has a lot of background!"

The cheap cat was a joke, and Yang Zhen didn't pick up on it. This bastard couldn't keep a secret, and Yang Zhen didn't worry at all when he thought of what to say.

Han Yan'er followed Yang Zhen with a curious expression on her face, and the Sun Shadow sword in her hand was shining brightly, and she suddenly said, "I...I'm a little cold."

While tugging on his clothes, Yang Zhen said, "It's a bit cold. These crooked ways always make something with ghostly spirits. Wouldn't it be nice to make something warm?"

"What are you doing?" Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen with a strange face, her eyes full of puzzlement.

Yang Zhen was taken aback, and said, "I'll give you clothes to wear."

Puchi!

Han Yan'er smiled, her jade face flushed slightly, she stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Evil qi invades, and the cold brought by yin qi, is it useful to wear more clothes?"

Seeing Han Yan'er's bright eyes and bright teeth, Yang Zhen curled his lips and muttered to himself: "Girl, you are following the rhythm of a lonely life."

In fact, Yang Zhen subconsciously used the methods commonly used by the little brothers on the earth, and Han Yan'er had already reacted with a chuckle.

Damn, what Han Yaner said is not bad at all, the cold brought by the invasion of Yin Qi, not to mention wearing an extra layer of clothes, even wrapping it into rice dumplings will not help, monks are not afraid of severe cold, but Yin Qi is different, this thing Straight to the bone marrow, cold to the heart.

This...experience kills people.

"What is Zhu Gusheng?" Han Yan'er's eyes were also cold, staring at Yang Zhen, which made Yang Zhen feel hairy on his back.

Just when Yang Zhen was thinking about how to get out, a scream came from below, and Yang Zhen stared at him immediately, and shouted: "When the road is injustice, let's do it when it's time to do it. Girl, don't be afraid, the Sa family is here to rescue you!"

Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen rushing down like this with a speechless face, glared at Yang Zhen's back, and hurriedly rushed down as well.

...

Lu Ziyue's face was pale, her blood was surging, and the long sword in her hand was covered with blood, dripping on the tree trunk, making a crisp sound.

Not far away, Senior Brother Ren was covered in blood, with a pained look on his face, staring at a dozen phantoms floating in the air, snorted coldly, and cut off his left arm with a sword.

"Ren... Brother Ren, you!"

Lu Ziyue exclaimed, and hurriedly raised her sword and rushed towards Senior Brother Ren.

"Don't come here!" Senior Brother Ren frowned, staring at the phantom floating in mid-air, stood up and took a deep breath, and said, "He Fang Xiaoxiao, why don't you show up and fight?"

A sinister voice came from all directions, and the words were full of sarcasm.

"As expected of the Holy Son, Ren Changsheng, if you say no to one arm, you don't want it?"

Hearing the voice, the look of surprise on Ren Changsheng's face gradually disappeared, he smiled and said: "I should have thought it was you a long time ago, but I didn't expect that you feel that your realm has improved so quickly, and you shouldn't be left behind. Life." The new 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

A hysterical laugh came, and the phantoms around were flying all over the sky, and there were bursts of sobs, and the man said sharply: "Ren Changsheng, I still want to thank you for the revenge of the sword, otherwise, how would I You will get such a promotion. After ten years, I thought that the Tianyue Holy Land had been wiped out, but I didn’t expect that you would have a chance to revive, but...you should be the most precious disciple of the Tianyue Holy Land, and the hope of the entire Holy Land. Well, I don't know if you die here today, Grandma Tianyue will come to me with the Tianyue Holy Sword in heartache."

Ren Changsheng sneered silently, shook his head and said: "It is said that Quan Taoist is moody, why is his brain not working well now, this ghost place is only willing to hide in this ghostly place, how could grandma come here to kill you? I Ren Changsheng wants Get out of here, can you stop me?"

Taoist Quan laughed loudly, and for a while, the golden leaves rustled around him, and there were bursts of sounds of golden spears screaming.

"I forgot to tell you, this is the domain of Taoist Quan, not to mention you Ren Changsheng, even if the half-step great sage comes, you can never get out alive."

Ren Changsheng's complexion changed, and just as he was about to speak, a surprised voice came from behind: "The half-step majesty can't get out? A few dishes, drink like this, and you won't be afraid that the wind will hit your tongue."

"who?"

The phantoms wandering in mid-air were all shaken and turned towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen walked towards this side with Han Yan'er, with a strange expression on his face, looking at the phantom floating in mid-air, amazed.

What the hell?

"Young master, don't come here!"

Lu Ziyue came to her senses and exclaimed, but it was too late.

Yang Zhen has already entered.