I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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Yang Yu was a little confused.

It took so much effort for Ji Yonghao to get him to agree to walk Ji Hongxue away from Canglan Country.

Now, one of Ji Hongxue's guards actually said that he would fire him and take his place?

So, you are dissatisfied with my execution, do you have any opinions?

An Bulang's eyes suddenly became cold, and he squeezed Yang Yu's hand slightly.

Yang Yu is obviously a monk majoring in the cold system, but at this moment, he felt a more terrifying chill on the opponent's body, as if if he said another word no, his whole body would be cold.

No...no objection. Yang Yu felt that he couldn't beat An Bulang.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, and he chose to surrender.

An Bulang let go of his hand with satisfaction when he heard the words, and said with a smile, Can you still move?

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move. Yang Yu shook his head hastily.

Huh? An Bulang made a long nasal voice.

Yang Yu's stern face couldn't hold back anymore: If you say you can move, you can move!!

Ji Hongxue watched from the side and saw that all three perspectives were refreshed once. Is this the benefit of power? The powerful monk who was arrogant and cold before, and no one looked down on him, now under An Bulang's almost incomprehensible force, he turned into a licking dog in the blink of an eye.

Then why are you still here? An Bulang pouted, Lead the way.

Ah? Yang Yu was stunned.

Where is the spirit stone that Ji Yonghao gave you? I can't just fulfill my obligations and not enjoy my rights! An Bulang said seriously.

Both Yang Yu and Ji Hongxue felt a little stuffy in their chests, and the young man's thoughts were clearly revealed now.

He is so active in doing things, the real purpose is for Lingshi! !

Still moving? An Bulang said impatiently.

I move, I move! Yang Yu gritted his teeth.

The spirit stone that Ji Yonghao paid me has been transferred by me to a carriage outside the city. I plan to use that carriage to escape...

It's okay, lead the way! An Bulang said without hesitation.

Sister Hongxue, just keep an eye on Yinyin in the palace. These two days are an extraordinary period, so don't make trouble. An Bulang instructed.

Ji Hongxue nodded obediently, thinking who is the one who likes to make trouble the most, don't you have any idea?

An Bulang happily followed Yang Yu out of the palace.

He asked Yang Yu how many spirit stones Ji Yonghao gave him.

Yang Yu said: I gave three hundred pieces.

Snapped! ! An Bulang suddenly slapped Yang Yu over, slapping Yang Yu until he vomited blood and fell to the ground, shouting: Tell the truth!

Yang Yu was stunned, and he said aggrievedly, I didn't lie...

An Bulang carefully judged the other party's reaction, and then nodded in satisfaction: Oh, I just wanted to test whether you have lied or not. It seems that you are very honest, and I appreciate you very much.

Yang Yu opened his mouth wide and covered his red and swollen cheeks with a dull expression.

What is this operation?

Do you really think that if you praise me, I will forget about you beating me suddenly?

Before doing it differently, Yang Yu would have drawn out his sword in anger, and beheaded the opponent with one blow.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two is so great that Yang Yu didn't dare to annoy An Bulang at all, so he could only swallow his grievances.

I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him...

Yang Yu kept chanting and emphasizing in his heart, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

He took An Bulang out of the palace and rushed towards the escape point he had prepared in advance.

A station outside the royal city.

There were two men wearing purple clothes and bamboo hats, whose faces could not be seen clearly, standing beside a carriage.

Not long after, Yang Yu and An Bulang appeared in their field of vision.

They all looked a little confused.

Didn't Yang Yu go to the palace to pick up the beautiful third princess? Why did you pick up a man back?

These two are named Wang Lin and Wang Ling, and they are also monks enshrined in the palace. They are two brothers, and they are both top experts in the seventh level of the mysterious body. They were originally sent by Ji Yonghao to cooperate with my operation... Yang Yu took the initiative to introduce.

Senior Yang. Wang Lin and Wang Ling immediately bowed when they saw Yang Yu.

Hmm... Yang Yu nodded indifferently, and said in an air of superiority, Go, take out all my spirit stones.

The two didn't know why, but they carried out a well-sealed box according to their words.

An Bulang opened the box and saw the Lingshi exuding a light green luster, with a satisfied smile on his face: Very well, it's really three hundred pieces. Although it's less than expected, it's better than nothing.

After saying that, he covered the box and fixed the box on his back with a few cloth strips. Then he turned and left happily, and waved: Thank you.

Yang Yu struggled to squeeze out a smile: You're welcome...

Wang Lin and Wang Ling saw that An Bulang took all the spirit stones given by Ji Yonghao, and finally couldn't help it: Senior Yang, this...

Yang Yu sighed quietly: Can't you see it? We were fired.

How can the king go back on his word? The two brothers were filled with righteous indignation.

No, we were fired by that man. Yang Yu murmured, pointing at the back of the white-clothed figure who was walking away with a suitcase on his back.

Why?! The two brothers still refused to accept.

Yang Yu's eyes were deep, and he said quietly: With fist.

...

An Bulang carried a box of spirit stones on his back, humming a little tune, and walked towards the royal city.

He was in a good mood, because with these three hundred spirit stones, his realm would have a chance to be promoted from the seventh level of the mysterious body to the eighth level of the mysterious body.

Hmm... By the way, is it possible that my recent realm has been promoted a little faster? In just a few days, I have changed from the third level of the mysterious body to the seventh level of the mysterious body. It is not good to go too fast, and I have to slow down the promotion speed... ... An Bulang thought about it carefully, and finally clapped his hands and decided, Okay, then I will be promoted to the eighth level of Mysterious Body in two days!

He doesn't need to worry about his foundation at all when he is promoted. After all, a rebuilt person like him has a big tank that can hold the sea in his body. It doesn't matter how much water he pours into it. The only bad thing is that he is promoted too quickly and is prone to pride.

Well... don't be arrogant and dry, take one step at a time. An Bulang encouraged himself silently.

Suddenly, he stopped and turned his gaze to the forest on the right.

Don't run away! Yanhuo Lei belongs to my Ghost King Sect!

Hahaha...Little beauty, you belong to my ghost king sect too!!

Two evil cultivators in black robes exuding a cold aura ran around the forest with grinning grinning.

A woman ran forward in panic, her delicate face was pale.

She was wearing a red dress with light gauze and suspenders swinging, revealing snow-white shoulders, graceful collarbone, and two seductive touches of snow-white. She was clearly fleeing for her life, but with a deadly temptation, she was very eye-catching.

Unknowingly, the woman ran close to where An Bulang was standing, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

An Bulang could sense that the other party's breath was very weak, as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

Hey hey, little beauty from Tianxiangzong, don't you keep running?

Being hit by our Huaguruan Powder, it will disperse all the spiritual energy in the body and soften the bones and flesh. Where else can you go? I have heard that the flowers and green bamboos of the Tianxiang Sect are beautiful and moving. Today I can finally taste them... ...

The two evil cultivators held long swords and approached greedily.

My lord, save me... Hua Qingzhu lay on the ground, raised her beautiful eyes to look at An Bulang, as if she wanted to grab the last straw.

An Bulang blinked his eyes. From his angle, he could still see the woman's excellent figure in the long skirt with a waist and a slim fit. The majesty that almost tore through the clothes. During the violent breathing, the ups and downs continued, and the two slender thighs were weak. Clinging to the ground, it seemed that he was struggling to stand up again.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman cannot be saved...

An Bulang tightened the Lingshi box behind him, took another look at the fallen Hua Qingzhu, and nodded slightly: It's really big.

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, walked around Hua Qingzhu's side, and walked away.