I'm immortal anyway, you can do whatever you want

This woman has a protruding front and back, with a delicate face, extremely enchanting, and blood spurting, but this is not important.

The most important thing is that the other party's breath is obscure and deep, obviously the existence of the upper realm!

Depend on!Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he come to such a remote area...

Yang Sheng cursed secretly, his mind turned sharply, thinking about countermeasures.

Will you surrender directly later, or turn around and run?Or fight to the death?

……

"Uncle Yang!"

When Nie Xiaoyu saw his figure, two big eyes lit up.

"Uncle Yang, come quickly, this is Aunt Ling, Nie Lingshuang, my fellow clan!"

She trotted over, took Yang Sheng's hand, and introduced her to the enchanting woman with a smile.

"Aunt Ling, this is Uncle Yang, Yang Sheng, the person who took care of me all these years!"

In the next moment, Yang Sheng and the enchanting woman looked at each other and looked at each other.

However, looking at her pair of clear eyes like soft water, Yang Sheng suddenly felt hot and hot, and had an irresistible urge.

He was startled, and quickly held his breath to concentrate before his mind regained clarity.

It's actually from the Qinghu family, no wonder the charm is so amazing, even the experienced me can't stand it...

Yang Sheng's face was serious, and his body couldn't help taking a step back, faintly guarded.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, Nie Lingshuang couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

She looked at Yang Sheng, her eyes moved, and her eyes seemed to be able to speak, which made people fall into it.

Depend on!

Who can stand this?

Feeling the charm of the other party getting stronger, a trace of cold sweat gradually appeared on Yang Sheng's forehead.

This coquettish fox...

As a last resort, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and look away with difficulty, so as not to make a fool of himself.

"Aunt Ling, what are you doing?"

Nie Xiaoyu immediately became unhappy, and stood between the two, glaring at Nie Lingshuang angrily, like an angry chicken.

"Nothing! I just wanted to make a joke with this fellow Taoist!"

Nie Lingshuang smiled coquettishly, cast a wink at Yang Sheng, and said coquettishly, "Handsome little man, don't you mind?"

"Cough cough!"

Seeing this, Yang Sheng coughed dryly, waved his hands vigorously, and said, "Well~Of course not!"

Just kidding, this coquettish fox is at least a second-order monster, comparable to a human foundation-building monk, how dare he mind?

"Yu'er, look, I don't mind!" Nie Lingshuang said with a smile, caressing her hair.

"Humph!"

Nie Xiaoyu snorted coldly when he heard the words, with a dissatisfied expression, he muttered in a low voice: "Obviously we have made an appointment before, and you are not allowed to tempt Uncle Yang..."

"how?"

Seeing this, Nie Lingshuang leaned closer, with a nervous expression on her face, and whispered in her ear: "Could it be that Aunt Ling is molesting your little man, and Yu'er is angry?"

"You... what are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoyu blushed immediately, shaking her little hands, and refuted loudly.

"Heck! Yu'er is so cute!"

This made Nie Lingshuang laugh even more, the flowers and branches trembled, and the Jiaofeng swayed, catching people's attention.

It's hard!

Yang Sheng, who was watching from the side, clicked his tongue secretly, feeling his mouth dry for a while.

This woman not only has an enchanting figure, it seems that every word and action of the other party exudes invisible charm, and she has a natural attraction and lethality to male creatures!

To avoid embarrassment, Yang Sheng took a deep breath, turned around and put his hands on his back, looking at the clouds and flowers at the end of the sky, his face pretending to be deep, like a master of Taoism.

If I have time, I have to go to Goulan to listen to a song, so that I can clear the silt in my body!

He thought so.

"Ignore you!"

Nie Xiaoyu's face flushed immediately, and she turned her head away angrily.

"Alright! Aunt Ling is wrong!"

As Nie Lingshuang said, his eyes glanced back and forth between the two, but the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

This made Nie Xiaoyu blushed, squatted aside, covered her face, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Nie Lingshuang stopped teasing her, and came to Yang Sheng's side, showing a straight face for the first time, and said bluntly:

"Yang Daoyou, thank you for taking care of Yu'er all these years!"

"It doesn't matter! This little girl and I have a bit of fate, and it's just a matter of little effort!"

Yang Sheng waved his hands nonchalantly without looking back.

"In any case, thank you very much!"

"I said it all, don't worry about it!"

"...Friend Daoist...can you turn around and talk?" Looking at his profile, Nie Lingshuang blinked and spoke quite speechlessly.

"This one……"

Yang Sheng hesitated when he heard the words.

He thought for a while, stroked his chin, and said in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, I have social fear and dare not look at strangers..."

In fact, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand it...

"Pfft!"

Nie Lingshuang couldn't hold back any longer, she smiled crescent moon.

"Okay! I've already restrained my skills, Fellow Daoist Yang, you don't need to do this!" She had a funny face.

Yang Sheng was unmoved.

Nie Lingshuang was a little helpless, but didn't care too much.

With a solemn face, she took a step forward and said bluntly: "To tell you the truth, fellow daoist, I am going to take Yu'er out of here!"

Whoosh!

Hearing this, Yang Sheng suddenly turned around, staring at her, waiting for her next words.

"Yu'er is the exiled blood of my Qinghu clan. My clan is originally sparsely populated, so I hope fellow Taoists can understand!"

Nie Lingshuang caressed her hair, and said slowly:

"Moreover, Yu'er's memory inheritance is incomplete, and she must return to the clan to obtain a complete inheritance in order to exert the blood power of the Qinghu clan! This is also for her own good!"

After listening, Yang Sheng's lips moved, wanting to say words of rejection, but he was speechless for a long time.

What Nie Lingshuang said was well-founded, and he had no reason to refute.

And the opponent is at least a Tier [-] monster...

"Xiaoyu, is this your own decision?"

After thinking for a moment, Yang Sheng looked at Nie Xiaoyu.

Hearing this, the latter stood up and silently nodded to him.

How can you be willing to wander outside when you can get together with your own clan?

Yang Sheng instantly understood her thoughts.

"Forget it! It's a beautiful thing to be with the tribe!"

He came to Nie Xiaoyu, rubbed his little head that had just touched his chest, and said softly:

"After you leave here, you must listen to this Aunt Ling? Do you understand?"

As he spoke, Yang Sheng glanced at Nie Lingshuang.

This woman is a bit coquettish, but her nature is not bad.

"Ok!"

Listening to the words that sound like an old father's confession, Nie Xiaoyu's eyes turned red and she nodded heavily.

"Uncle Yang, goodbye!"

Soon, the two sides began to say goodbye.

On a pink cloud, Nie Xiaoyu waved at him, her little face was full of reluctance, and there were two small tears.

"Goodbye by fate!"

Yang Sheng smiled slightly at him.

"Yang Daoyou, come to my house to play when you have time!"

At this time, Nie Lingshuang suddenly cast a wink at him, her voice was as soft as water, seductive.

"Aunt Ling!" Nie Xiaoyu instantly puffed up her cheeks, furious.

"Ha ha!"

The former immediately showed a heartless smile.

Fairy!

Seeing this, Yang Sheng was deeply moved.

"By the way, Xiaoyu won't become like this in the future, right?"

Looking at the powder clouds that were fading away, Yang Sheng suddenly thought of this, and his face was extremely exciting.

Chapter 42 Killing Intent

"Old Hu passed away, and Yu'er also left..."

Looking at the empty mountain top, Yang Sheng couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.

But he is no longer a fledgling young man, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

After setting up some basic restrictions in front of the cave, and after some cover-ups, Yang Sheng stomped his feet and rode away with the wind with his sword.

It turned into an orange light and quickly disappeared into the sky.

……

The sun was shining, and there were no clouds in the sky.

At noon, Yang Sheng came to East Stone Valley again.

"No matter when you come here, it's still the same here!"

Looking at the monks coming and going, Yang Sheng was slightly moved by the constant yelling and bargaining in his ears.

He went straight through the busiest trading square, turned left and right for a while, and finally came to a luxuriously decorated hall.

On the horizontal tablet in front of the main hall, there is a big He character printed on it.

Next to it stands a half-person-high stone tablet with several lines of clear and small characters engraved on it.

"For monks who come and go, one-time fee for entering and leaving the valley, one spirit stone!"

"Those who open a street stall will be charged ten spirit stones a day!"

"There is a law enforcement team patrolling every night, and anyone who stays in the valley will get a Lingshi for a day!"