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Chapter 290 I've Thought About It

290,

Leaving the temporary residence of Dugu Wuguan.

Prince Sanyang's face was filled with the anger of a defeated dog. Along the way, those who recognized him couldn't help but move slightly to the side of the road, for fear of accidentally offending this prince of the Dayang Dynasty.

Yang Tong, the Taoist guard walking behind Prince Sanyang, couldn't help but sighed, and said, "Prince Sanyang, why should you worry about such a small setback, and still hold hatred for that 'Emperor Yan' Fang Han?" ?”

After a few steps, Prince Sanyang turned around and entered a courtyard, which was also one of his properties.

After entering the door, the people around retreated one after another, leaving only Yang Tong, the protector, in the courtyard with Prince Sanyang, only saw the jealous look on Prince Sanyang's face, and said: "I also know about this problem, for the sake of the throne, respectful corporal, and win over everyone. It is beneficial to the talents who push me to the throne!
But, Mr. Yang, I still can't control my jealousy!
I saw Brother Wu asking him for trouble before, I thought he had no strength, and his face was too enviable, so I wanted to use Brother Wu's hand to abolish that face, how could I think of him It's so powerful that it even demolished the Sanyang Building where I was making a lot of money every day, forcibly breaking my face. "

"In order to be able to take him down in one go, I directly invite you to come over. I thought I could take him down."

"I didn't expect him to hide so deeply!"

"You!"

Yang Tong, the Taoist guardian, looked a little bit resentful of iron and steel, and said: "The good-looking skin is just an appearance, can't you understand it?"

"I understand!"

Prince Sanyang argued: "But every time I see his face, I feel that I should make a slit on it, so that I can feel comfortable. I never thought that one day, I would be envious of a man who is handsome. , moved such a jealous heart, but I just can't control it!"

"When I saw him, I always had an idea that that face should be condemned by God. If it can be destroyed, I feel like I am destined for it!"

"This is a disease that needs to be cured!" Taoist Yang Tong said.

Prince Sanyang laughed bitterly, and said: "There is no cure, he has gathered momentum at such a young age, and he still has the strength of Baodan level. When he grows up completely, if I sit on the throne, for the sake of the Dayang Dynasty. Strength must be vain with him, if I can't sit on the throne, looking at that face that should be punished by heaven, I'm afraid I will have a demon in my heart."

Is that what I mean?

Daoist Yang Tong said with a confused face: "I mean, let you put down your jealousy, for the throne you dream of."

"I can't even do this, why do I need the throne!"

Prince Sanyang had a look of lovelessness all over his face.

Protector Yang Tong is a little bit numb, don't you even have a heart that can accommodate others?

Is the throne important, or your jealousy?

Protector Yang Tong never imagined that Prince Sanyang could really be so jealous that he didn't even want the throne. Isn't this just a joke?

Movies and TV dramas dare not be so outrageous!

Originally, he wanted to persuade Prince Sanyang, give up the so-called face, and think about how to win over Yandi Fanghan. He could also accept such a disciple by the way.

Thinking of having an apprentice who can fight with good looks and strength, Taoist Yang Tong is actually very satisfied.

result.

He now faces two choices, whether to continue to support Prince Sanyang, or choose to accept 'Emperor Yan' Fang Han as his disciple.

Originally, Taoist Yang Tong just wanted to persuade Prince Sanyang not to hate Fang Han because of a little humiliation, he should win him over, who knew that Prince Sanyang did not take the matter of being oppressed by Fang Han to his knees in his heart , but kept thinking about how to cut Fang Han's face, just because he was jealous of that face and felt that he should be punished by God?
Faced with such a situation, Taoist Yang Tong felt that the choice in life was so difficult.

Being able to let go of the humiliation of being humiliated and kneeling, but unable to let go of the obsession with destroying the face of the other party, Yang Tong, the guardian, doesn't even know whether the character of Prince Sanyang in front of him is really suitable for sitting on the throne.

"Old Yang, how about..."

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Prince Sanyang's eyes, and he said, "Let's go back to the residence of Dugu Martial Arts. You unseal the seal and kill Fang Han in one fell swoop, how about it?"

"Nonsense, do you know what you're talking about?"

Yang Tong, the Taoist protector, immediately became furious when he heard Prince Sanyang's words, and scolded: "You know how much it takes to unblock once, just for your little face, a little bit of jealousy, and you have to die It is possible to attract talents, you, you, you really let me down!"

Taoist Yang Tong shook his head fiercely in his heart, he didn't expect Prince Sanyang to come up with such a bad idea.

He actually wanted to beat Fang Han to death just for the sake of making him pay a huge price to unseal his strength just for the sake of a little bit of jealousy. Such a prince disappointed him too much.

"Old Yang, I feel that if I do this, I may really be destined..."

Prince Sanyang quickly persuaded him.

He is very clear in his heart that this plan will be carried out by Yang Tong, the Taoist protector. Moreover, he is more and more determined in his heart. As long as he cuts Fang Han's face, he will be able to return to his destiny, and if Fang Han is beaten to death, he will definitely benefit. It's bigger, but he didn't expect that Yang Tong, the Taoist protector, would take sides with Fang Han not long after he came into contact with Fang Han.

Such a situation made him more and more convinced of his own thoughts.

Although he felt something was wrong, Prince Sanyang quickly strengthened his mind.

"absurd!"

Protector Yang Tong didn't expect that at this point, Prince Sanyang would come up with such absurd words to prevaricate him. Do you really think he is stupid?

Can you believe what you say about destiny?
Seeing that Prince Sanyang could even come up with such a lame reason in order to kill Fang Han, Taoist Yang Tong couldn't help but feel even more disappointed with him. Could it be that he forgot because of a little thoughtfulness, and now he is collecting God-given gods? This is the best time for things. If you miss this opportunity, will you have to wait another 1000 years or so?
I didn't even think of this at all, I really don't know how I fell in love with him before.

"Have you forgotten what is most important now?"

Yang Tong, the Taoist protector, had an extremely stern voice, and scolded earnestly: "Do you still have to wait for the next opportunity? When will the next time be? 1000 years, can you wait 1000 years? Without this chance, you can live By that time? Prince Sanyang, by this time, are you still obsessed with your obsession?"

A series of words, earnest words, and wanting to be like enlightenment, made Prince Sanyang stunned. He woke up from it and understood that strength is the most important thing, and he must firmly grasp this opportunity.

"I know!"

As soon as Prince Sanyang opened his mouth, the Taoist protector Yang Tong's brows were originally stretched. However, his next words immediately made the Taoist protector Yang Tong completely stunned, and said: "I feel that as long as I take Fang Han, it's also mine." Chance, my sense of destiny is getting stronger and stronger, Mr. Yang, you must believe me!"

"That's enough, haven't you thought about what twists and turns will happen to this god-given opportunity if you don't succeed?"

The disappointed Taoist protector Yang Tong spoke again, and asked in a heartbroken voice.

"I thought about..."

Prince Sanyang's eyes lit up, and he found that Yang Tong, the Taoist protector, was about to agree, so he hurriedly opened his mouth, telling the plans that even Yang Tong, the Taoist protector, was terrified when he heard it.

(End of this chapter)