Douluo's strange martial spirit

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As the last guest got on the bus, the two of them let out a long breath.

tired...! Getting married is so tiring!

"Yuehua, follow me back to Baiyuan Garden. It's time for them to meet you as their mistress."

Taking Tang Yuehua's little hand, Zhang Zheng led her towards his carriage.

"Um...!"

Tang Yuehua didn't object, just responded with a smile, and the two of them boarded Zhang Zheng's exclusive carriage.

As the sound of riding whips sounded, four black horses stepped forward, driving the carriage towards the Baiyuan Garden outside the city.

In the carriage, Zhang Zheng hugged Tang Yuehua and let her rest on his shoulder.

Not to mention her low soul power, even Zhang Zheng, a level soul emperor, felt physically weak.

Half an hour later, the carriage finally returned to Baiyuan Garden.

Before the carriage could drive through the door, the manor maids and guards were already standing in two rows at the door under the leadership of Qing Wei.

When Zhang Zheng helped Tang Yuehua get out of the carriage, almost at the same time, the maids and guards bent down, placing their right hands on their heart.

"I've seen Mrs. Yuehua...!" Her voice was neat and tidy, and it looked like she had practiced it several times.

Seeing Tang Yuehua looking at him cutely, Zhang Zheng quietly gave Qingwei a thumbs up.

Needless to say, this was the reason why she stayed home specifically today.

"No gifts for everyone!

From now on, we will all be a family and support each other. "

After being surprised by the performance of everyone in Baiyuan Garden, Tang Yuehua had already assumed the attitude of a hostess.

The guard was fine.

Those maids are all the harems of their men.

Although Tang Yuehua can accept them, it doesn't mean that she wants someone to be arrogant because of Zhang Zheng's relationship.

"Teacher Yuehua.

No, I should call you Madam now! "

After waving the others away, Qingwei took Tang Yuehua's arm slightly mischievously.

She is Tang Yuehua's student and the indirect matchmaker between them, so naturally she is very close to her.

Being approached by Qingwei, Tang Yuehua smiled tenderly, and then the two of them walked into the main building side by side.

"Qingwei, take Yuehua to my room to get familiar with it. I still have some things to do."

After giving instructions to Qingwei, Zhang Zheng glanced at Tang Yuehua apologetically, then turned and walked in the other direction.

It was an independent three-story building, similar to a staff dormitory, where the guards rested.

When Zhang Zheng came to the door, the guard naturally let him go.

Entering the small building, Zhang Zheng walked along the long corridor and finally came to the end.

There was a wooden door there, which looked ordinary, but a little thicker.

After Zhang Zheng opened the door, it was a room similar to a chess and card room.

There are several tables inside, with pokers and chess and card-like props placed on the tables.

However, Zhang Zheng didn't care about that and instead came to a wall.

At a cursory glance, there is nothing surprising here, except that the decoration style is rather rough and there are no ceramic tiles on it.

But as Zhang Zheng exerted slight force, a crack began to appear on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, a staircase leading down appeared on the back of the wall.

Walking into the crack, as the wall closed again, the lights on both sides of the stairs were all on.

Walking down the steps, Zhang Zheng soon arrived at a space fifteen meters underground.

It is still a long corridor, almost fifty meters long.

There are two corridors, all made of bluestone, with thick steel plates sandwiched in between.

Every few meters, there is a door.

Above the door, there is a square window with a side length of about twenty centimeters.

At the window, there are two steel bars as thick as a baby's wrist.

This is Zhang Zheng's private cell, and today it finally welcomed its first guest.

All the way to the end of the corridor, Zhang Zheng's eyes suddenly opened up.

This is a space of about square meters, with various torture instruments placed inside.

At this time, the young waiter who assassinated Tang Yuehua at the wedding was tied to a metal cross covered in blood.

Although this cross looks simple, its bottom is inlaid with a half-meter-thick steel plate.

The area of ​​the steel plate is at least about nine square meters, and it is buried deep underground.

Seeing Zhang Zheng, Augu, who was resting, had already gotten up first.

"President Zhang, what you asked has been completed.

This guy is a noble young master from the Balak Kingdom.

A few months ago, his family was wiped out by our people.

This kid followed his subordinates to hunt for soul rings, and only then did he escape the disaster.

Then he learned that his family was wiped out and he hid.

Later, I found out that his father had a grudge against you. He was quite smart, so he hid him.

It happened that you were getting married and the hotel was worried that there were not enough staff, so he sneaked in... "

After listening to Augu's explanation, Zhang Zheng suddenly felt dumbfounded.

He didn't blame Brother Wang for not being able to do things this time. After all, he went to hunt for soul rings and escaped disaster. This was an irresistible factor.

However, he dared to assassinate himself and Tang Yuehua, which was a capital crime for him.

Looking at the young man who was covered in blood with no skin left, Zhang Zheng hesitated and whispered a few words in Ogu's ear.

“Remember to be clean and try not to let people grab your tail.

If he has any accomplices, deal with them together.

Don't be careless, even if his accomplice is just a great soul master, you should bring me two soul kings or even soul emperors to make sure nothing goes wrong. "

After saying what needed to be said, Zhang Zheng patted Augu on the shoulder and left without looking back.

I originally thought that some big force wanted to test me, but I didn't expect that it was just a little brat.

When we reached the end of the corridor, before Lao Zhang could get up the steps, the little brat just now let out a heart-rending scream.

"Tsk tsk...! Ogu is really talented."

After praising Ogu in his heart, Lao Zhang left the basement and walked back to the main building.

When he came to the living room and saw the maids busy, Lao Zhang grabbed one of them.

"Find an empty room and massage your body for me.

This day has made me very tired. "

While saying this, Zhang Zheng already took the maid and walked into a room on the second floor.

Although the rooms here are all maid rooms, everyone belongs to him, so there is no such thing as privacy.

No matter whose room it was, as soon as Lao Zhang fell on the bed, the maid he pulled in took off her shoes consciously, sat on his back, and began to press down from his shoulders little by little.

"You have good skills. What's your name?"

Looking back at the maid's appearance, Zhang Zheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

He has an oval face, skin as fair as jade, a straight nose, two big black eyes, and long eyelashes that are like small fans, constantly fanning.

Maybe it was because she was a little tired from massaging Zhang Zheng, but beads of sweat began to secrete on the little girl's fair forehead.

As he watched, Lao Zhang turned around forcefully, then firmly held up her butt with both hands and dragged her up a little.

Being supported by Zhang Zheng's big hand, the little girl's face instantly turned as red as a small apple.

However, considering her identity, she finally said to Ai Ai: "Master, my name is Amy. I am fifteen years old. I bought it from Sister Qingwei when you went to the Star Dou Forest.

I have been receiving etiquette training for the past two months. Today, because my wife came in, Sister Qingwei took me back to Baiyuan Garden. "

As the little girl spoke, she lowered her head and stared at her chest with her two big eyes, not daring to raise her head.

He felt the sudden addition of big hands on his legs, and his small face that was just like an apple was now as red as a cooked crab.

"Tsk tsk...! Qingwei has good taste, and you are also very good."

After a casual compliment, Zhang Zheng took back his big hand.

"Get up! Room 216 is yours from now on."

Although this little girl named Amy is good, Zhang Zheng knows very well that today he belongs to the mistress of Baiyuan Garden.

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