Chapter 118 Chapter 118: Evil Friends

or himself or not, because Mo Xuanyu's body had to be humiliated back, and said, "you really have a mother but no mother."on hearing these words, a cluster of flames of anger flashed away in the teena...Xue Yang sat at the small wooden table at the street stall, one leg curled up on the bench and ate a bowl of rice wine dumplings.

he jingled the spoon in the bowl. He had eaten satisfactorily, but in the end, he suddenly found that the glutinous rice dumplings were waxy and the rice wine was not sweet enough.

Xue Yang stood up and kicked the stall.

the owner of the stall was so busy that he was stunned by his kick.

he watched the teenager suddenly commit murder. After kicking, he turned and walked away without saying a word. It took him a while to react and chase and scold: "what are you doing"

Xue Yang said, "smash the stall."

the stall owner was very popular and said, "you are sick!" You're crazy! "

Xue Yang was indifferent, and the owner of the stall continued to point to his nose and scold: "you little bastard!" If you don't pay for my food, how dare you smash the stall! Laozi. "

Xue Yang moves his right thumb slightly and wears the scabbard around his waist.

the sword is shining. He patted the owner of the stall on the face with the blade of the disaster. He moved gently and said sweetly: "the tangyuan is delicious." Put more sugar next time. "

with that, he turned around and swaggered on.

the owner of the stall was so frightened that he dared not speak with anger. He was stunned and watched him walk far away, suddenly full of frustration and anger.

for a while, he let out a roar: "…" Why should you, in broad daylight, for no reason "

Xue Yang waved his hand without looking back and said, "for nothing, many things in this world originally happened for no reason." It's called a sudden disaster. Goodbye! "

he walked briskly out of a few streets, and after a while, there was a man behind him, walking with his hand down, following him slowly.

Jin Guangyao sighed, "I just turned around and you stirred up such a thing for me." Originally, I only had to pay for a bowl of dumplings, but now I have to pay for other people's tables, chairs, stools, pots and pans. "

Xue Yang said, "how much money do you need"

Jin Guangyao said, "not bad."

Xue Yang said, "then why are you sighing"

Jin Guangyao said, "I think you should not need this money, too." Why not try to be a normal guest once in a while "

Xue Yang said, "I never use money to buy anything I want in Kuizhou." Like this. "

as he spoke, he pulled out a Tomatoes on sticks from a roadside peddler selling Tomatoes on sticks.

this is probably the first time that the peddler saw such a brazen man and was dumbfounded. Xue Yang bit and said, "besides, are you still upset when you open a small stall"

Jin Guangyao said with a smile, "you little rascal. You can start the stall if you want. I don't care if you burn the whole street down. Just do one thing, don't wear the Venus snow robe, cover your face, don't let anyone know who did it, make it difficult for me. "

he threw the money to the peddler, and Xue Yang spit out a mouthful of Hawthorn core. Squinting to see a small piece of purple in the forehead horn of Jinguang Yao, he smiled and said, "what's the matter with you"

Jin Guangyao glanced across him with a slight reproach, supported her hat, hid the bruises, and said, "it's a long story."

Xue Yang said, "did Nie Mingxing take a taxi"

Jin Guangyao said, "do you think that if he did it, I could still stand here and talk to you"

Xue Yangshen thinks so.

the two left Lanling City and came to a different building in the wilderness.

this building is not magnificent, entering the high fence, is a row of dark longhouses. Before the longhouse was a square, surrounded by a chest-high iron fence covered with red, yellow and yellow spells. The square is some strange equipment, such as iron cages, such as knives, such as nailboards, but also slowly wearing some ragged "people".

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these "people" are all livid and hollow-eyed, walking aimlessly in the open space, bumping into each other from time to time, and making a strange leaking noise in their mouths.

Alchemy yard.

at that time, Jin Guangshan scratched his heart and scratched the liver when he thought of the Yin Tiger Fu. He used all kinds of means, but Wei didn't envy this man for refusing to eat, and he got a lot of rebukes. He thought, you can do it, but no one else can do it I don't believe you are the only Wei Ying in the world who can do this. One day I will teach you to be surpassed and ridiculed by posterity. At that time, can you still be arrogant

so Jin Guangshan wantonly recruited those strange scholars who imitated Wei Wuxiu to practice the ghost way, took it for his own use, spent a lot of money and materials on this group of people, and ordered them to secretly study and analyze the structure of Yin Hu Fu, and began to copy and restore it. There are very few successful students in his studies, and the one who has gone the farthest is Xue Yang, the youngest, recommended by Jin Guangyao.

Jin Guangshan was so overjoyed that he was listed as a guest minister, giving him great rights and freedom. The autopsy yard is a piece of land specially requested by Jin Guangyao to be granted to Xue Yang for his secret study and unscrupulous messing around.

when he came to the purgatory, two murderous bodies were fighting in the center of the site.

these two are completely different from other walking corpses, with well-dressed clothes, white eyes, blades, swords and sparks. There were two chairs in front of the iron fence, and the two sat down at the same time. Jin Guangyao fixed the neckline of her dress, and a trembling corpse moved over and sent a cup of tea.

Xue Yang said, "Tea."

Jin Guangyao glanced at the bottom of the tea. There was a strange purplish red thing at the bottom of the tea, which was swollen. I don't know what it was.

he smiled and pushed the tea over and said, "Thank you."

Xue Yang pushed the tea back and said affectionately, "this is my own secret tea. Why don't you drink it"

Jin Guangyao pushed the tea back again and said kindly, "because you secretly made it yourself, I dare not drink it."

Xue Yang raised one eyebrow and turned to continue to watch the body fight.

the two murderous bodies fought more and more fiercely, using both swords and claws, flying with flesh and blood. The dull color of his face grew thicker and thicker, and for a while he suddenly snapped his fingers and made a gesture.

the two murderers immediately twitched and turned their swords and cut off their heads. The rest of the headless body fell to the ground, still trembling.

Jin Guangyao said, "didn't you play just right"

Xue Yang said, "it's too slow."

Jin Guangyao said, "the two I saw for the first time are much faster."

Xue Yang held out his hand in black gloves, took out a finger, shook it, and said, "that depends on what you follow. This kind, not to mention Wen Ning, can be regarded as an ordinary murderous body called by Wei Wuyan to play the flute. "

Jin Guangyao smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry I'm in no hurry. Take your time and let me know what you need. By the way, "

he took something out of his sleeve and handed it to Xue Yang:" maybe you need this "

Xue Yang turned over and suddenly sat up from his chair and said, "Wei Wuyue's manuscript"

Jin Guangyao said, "not bad."

Xue Yang looked down, his eyes were bright, and after a while, he looked up and said, "is this really his handwritten manuscript" Did you write it when you were 19 "

Jin Guangyao said, "Nature. Everyone wanted it, snatched the head and collected it all, which took me a lot of work. "

Xue Yang scolded in a low voice, the more excited his eyes became. After turning it over, he said, "not all."

Jin Guangyao said, "it's a big fire and a fight in the mass graves. It's nice to find these remnants. Save it."asked them to step aside. He shook his head and said, "Lanzhan, the older you are, the more boring you are." If you are so young and not old or eighty, why are you always thinking about teaching peopl...