Chapter 169 Lost the Game and Won the Opportunity

"This old man!" Fang Yang cursed in his heart, but he had nothing to do with Song Cheng. Let alone him, even Wang Qiang and Ji Ping could only scold Song Cheng in their hearts.

Song Cheng is a master of the earth, the elder of the Song family, and has more funds than Fang Yang and the three combined. If it is money, he is really not his opponent.

As for the other masters of the same level, no one wanted to, and it was impossible to offend Song Cheng because of Fang Yang. After all, Fang Yang today is not worthy of their investment to maintain the relationship.

Song Cheng's face was full of pride, his eyes swept over Fang Yang's body. It seems to be saying, I can't touch you, so why can't I molest you? I just use power to bully others, so what can you do to me.

Fang Yang was furious, wishing he could kill Song Cheng with his mouth. But he couldn't and couldn't beat Song Cheng. I can only break the casserole and swallow it in my stomach, swallowing my anger.

But this hatred must have been forged. Don't bully the young and poor, and those who offend Fang Yang will not end well.

The auction is still going on, but the ending has basically been determined. The remaining two treasures of Gu Xiaosong were still bought by Song Cheng at a high price. As for the things Fang Yang cut out, the price is not bad enough, and Fang Yang even bought the colorful egg himself. Who made Song Cheng's attitude so tough, no one dared to fight against him openly.

Wang Qiang gritted his teeth, and broke the handle of the chair: "The Song family is really good! If I have a chance to break through the ground steps, I will definitely find the elders to compete with each other."

"The old man is waiting for you at Song's house! And don't forget the bet you won!" Song Cheng said coldly without any fear.

Wang Qiang gave him a hard look, turned around and left. Fang Yang followed beside him in silence, clenching his fists tightly.

Not far away, Gu Xiaosong shook his head helplessly. It is indeed very good that he got the marrow washing pill, but his relationship with Fang Yang is considered stiff. He originally had his own little plan in mind, but now it seems that it will be in vain.

"Sister Zimei, let's go and congratulate senior brother together." Gu Xiaoming was very happy. Gu Xiaosong's victory not only saved him face, but also gave him a low-grade spirit stone for nothing. He wanted to drag Xue Zimei to go together, but when he turned around, he found that she was gone.

At the same time, Xue Zimei's figure appeared outside the building. She chased after her in a hurry, and called Fang Yang loudly: "Fang Yang, wait."

Fang Yang looked secretly, and tried to take the marrow washing pill. Let him lose the right to obtain the truth, he has already guessed about his identity, but it obviously needs a certain opportunity to restore his identity.

Now it seems that this opportunity has missed him.

Although unwilling, but there is no way. Who let the person with big fists in the ancient martial arts world have the final say, he can't beat Song Cheng.

"Sister, what else can I do?" Fang Yang was indifferent and forced a smile.

Xue Zimei didn't speak, just handed Fang Yang a translucent jade bottle, which contained a pill, and the mouth of the bottle was sealed with a piece of yellow paper.

"I want Mo Cui. This is a gift from my senior sister. Keep in touch." Xue Zimei said with a smile, and then left.

Fang Yang froze for a moment, wondering what the hell Xue Zimei was doing. I glanced left and right at Wang Qiang and Ji Ping, but didn't understand.

"No matter what it is, let's go back and talk about it. This place is not suitable for a long time, and there are some dirty tricks to keep the Song family in order." Wang Qiang suggested. Ji Ping followed suit, saying that he would send Fang Yang back to the hotel safely, and then return to Ji's house.

"Ji Ping, you and I have never met before, thank you for helping me so much today." In the car, Fang Yang expressed his gratitude to Ji Ping.

Ji Ping smiled, but hesitated for a long time before he said, "You really don't know me anymore?"

"Have we met before?" Fang Yang asked back, frowning. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head, as if something was going to go out.

Seeing this, Ji Ping quickly shut up and explained, saying that he might have misremembered: "I am friends with Wang Qiang, and his business is my business. This is my phone number. If you have anything to do in the future, you can contact me directly, and you can do it in minutes." Get it done for you."

Fang Yang expressed his thanks to Ji Ping again, but the three of them didn't speak anymore. No one was in the mood to speak up after this kind of thing happened, and they didn't know how to persuade him. After all, this was related to Fang Yang's future.

For a while, the atmosphere in the car was a little weird, Fang Yang looked out the window in silence, Ji Ping shook his head and sighed, and Wang Qiang's face was ugly and full of regret. Only the little hilarious songs played on the car computer filled the whole space: "Welcome to room yy442149, I am Shuaibi's anchor quality rogue, welcome to listen to my show, Cam Ang, shake it up!"

Ten minutes later, the hotel arrived. Ji Ping saw no one in ambush at the door and left directly. Fang Yang and Wang Qiang entered the hotel lobby.

Before entering the elevator, the front desk clerk ran over quickly: "Which one is Mr. Fang Yang?"

"I am." Fang Yang said in surprise.

"Just now a man named Gu Xiaosong brought you something. You mentioned his name, and you will know."

"Gu Xiaosong? He gave me something." Fang Yang looked at Wang Qiang, who was also confused.

The waiter handed over the item, which was a black palm-sized cardboard box. When I got to the room and opened it, my good guy, it turned out to be a small green bottle, exactly the same as the one Xue Zimei sent.

"During the competition, I always noticed that something was wrong with Gu Xiaosong. He is probably a crooked guy, and he has his eyes on me!" Fang Yang criticized, thinking that Gu Xiaosong would not give him any strange things, and let Wang Qiang dismantle them for him.

He himself took out Xue Zimei's gift, reached out and tore off the yellow paper on the bottle.

Suddenly a majestic spiritual energy rolled back in the air, and Fang Yang's face changed drastically in an instant. He quickly pasted the yellow paper back, and before he could speak, he saw the same terrifying aura emanating from Wang Qiang's hand.

"This, this is the marrow washing pill. Gu Xiaosong, Gu Xiaosong actually gave it to you, what the hell!" Wang Qiang gasped, extremely shocked.

The same is true for Fang Yang. He walked over to snatch the green bottle back, took a look, and confirmed, "You read it right!"

"Absolutely can't be wrong. It's a big deal. Damn, this bottle is so good. Two marrow washing pills, Fang Yang, what is the relationship between you and Xue Zimei! This girl even gave you such a good thing." Wang Qiang quickly sealed the yellow bottle Paper, a smile on his face.

He said that Fang Yang had completed the task and was qualified to obtain the secret, and the next step was to wait for Taoist An Hongtao to come to the hotel for a reunion.

"Wait, let's see the interest I got back from the thief. Damn, I almost killed my brother." Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and was overjoyed. He took out a black plastic bag from his messenger bag and threw it on the bed.

Seeing this, Wang Qiang immediately opened the black plastic bag, and saw three items inside the bag. The first one was an ancient book with a yellowed cover. When he opened it, he saw that there were more than a dozen copybooks inside, with delicate structures and sharp pens. changeable.

"This, this can't be the lonely copybook of Wang Xizhi that Xue Zimei lost!" Fang Yang exclaimed and picked it up. His hands were still stained with blood, and the blood stuck to the copybook.

brush!

All of a sudden, golden light shines on the copybook.