Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

Yang Jing's hair stood up, ready to turn around and run away at any time.

Who knows, Wang Xuan smiled at him.

"Mr. Yang, I didn't see you showing your head all the way, and I was just about to ask you to be circumcised."

Wang Xuan said with a smile.

Yang Jing smiled back, although he felt that what Wang Xuan said was not good.

"Anger +99."

Yang Jing's head turned rapidly at this moment.

"Wang Xuan took the initiative to approach him, would he want to find an opportunity to attack him? Behind his smile must be hiding an extremely terrifying conspiracy. It seems that he can only go into the inn. There are so many people in the inn that he dare not treat himself. Let's do it."

Yang Jing made up his mind instantly.

"My lord, my lord, this inn is deserted and there is no one in it."

A servant came over and poured cold water on Yang Jing.

"No wonder, this Emperor Xuan must have known that there was no one in the inn, that's why he followed in. It's over! I was still too naive, I accidentally stepped into the trap of Emperor Xuan."

"What should I do? What should I do next?"

At this time, Wang Xuan said to Yang Jing with a smile: "Young Master Yang, we all have to go together on this journey, let's turn our fighting into friendship."

Wang Xuan said.

Thinking about it carefully, I don't have any deep hatred with Yang Jing.

Although he said that he had beaten Yang Jing twice, but almost ten days had passed, and Yang Jing could still remember whether the revenge was impossible.

If such a small thing is kept in mind, it is too narrow-minded.

"well."

Yang Jing stammered and nodded.

What can he say?People are knives and I am fish, can you still resist?

"Okay, although the inn is deserted, if we walk down, we may not be able to find a place to stay, so it's better to make do with it for one night here."

Wang Xuan looked at Yang Jing while talking.

"You don't mind?"

Yang Jing shook his head hastily: "No, I have no objection, what you said is right."

Yang Jing's heart is pounding like a deer, but this is definitely not love.

In his eyes, Wang Xuan is a wolf in human skin.

"Crench!"

The door of the inn opened.

It was covered with spider webs, and a puff of dust flew down directly. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

"Young Master Yang, please."

Wang Xuanke said to Yang Jing politely.

The devil-like Young Master Wang suddenly became polite, which made Yang Jing feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Could it be that he really made friends with himself sincerely, and it's not because of some conspiracy, but because he misunderstood him?"

Yang Jing's heart was shaken for a moment.

"Your Majesty, please."

Yang Jing said.

"No, please first."

When Yang Jing wanted to give in again, Wang Xuan had already stretched out his hand and pushed Yang Jing in.

Yang Jing staggered and almost lost his footing, turned his head and looked innocently at Wang Xuan.

During the pushing and shoving just now, Yang Jing discovered a very important detail... This Emperor Xuan's hands are quite strong.

Seeing Yang Jing enter inside, Wang Xuan stood at the door without moving.

After waiting for a while, after confirming that there was no movement inside, he turned his head and said to Dianxiong and Pumpkin, "Go in, there is no ambush inside."

Yang Jing's mood suddenly turned bad.

Fortunately, I thought this bastard had found out with conscience, but I didn't expect that he was afraid that there would be an ambush inside, so I let myself test it out first.

Damn, this is too insidious!

Where is the most basic trust between people?

"Anger +299."

"Young Master Yang, don't misunderstand, we are friends, and we are friends. If there was really an ambush inside when you entered just now, then I will definitely collect the corpse for you." Wang Xuan was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, and explained.

In Yang Jing's heart, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past.

Listen, is this really human?

You are not stabbing your friend twice, you are stabbing your friend twice!

Are you a guillotine?

"Anger +199."

At this moment, Yang Jing really wanted to breathe out the fragrance, but seeing Dianxiong who was carrying a luggage bag and the pumpkin with a strange smile on his face, he finally dispelled this unrealistic fantasy.

The confirmed eyes are the ones you can't beat.

You can only compromise.

Several people walked into the inn, which was full of broken furniture.

This inn has two floors, but the stairs on the second floor were broken, so several people cleaned out a corner on the first floor and stayed there temporarily.

Wang Xuan was about to order Dianxiong to go out and catch a rabbit and come back or something.

The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and it seemed like night in an instant.

Before I knew it, there were already dark clouds outside.

At this time, a bolt of lightning illuminated the night sky, and the earth trembled.

"It seems that I can only eat dry food."

Wang Xuan sighed.

Yang Jing also silently took out the dry food. The weather is still relatively hot now. There is no car refrigerator in this era, and meat is easy to spoil, so what he carries is dry food that is not easy to perish.

But before he could put it in his mouth, the neighing of war horses suddenly came from outside.

Pumpkin suddenly got up and looked outside, and then his face became vigilant.

"Young master is not well. A group of people came outside, like members of Bainiao."

"really!"

Knowing that Qingluan escaped, Wang Xuan would definitely not give up easily, that's why he was so cautious before, but he didn't expect that the other party was also very smart, instead of ambush in front, he quietly followed behind, looking for opportunities.

But at this moment, Yang Jing was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Quietly crawled towards an abandoned door panel in the corner.

It was a very hidden place, not easy to be found.

He had also heard about the Hundred Birds, it was a very terrifying organization, and he also knew that Emperor Xuan had offended this organization, so he immediately hid.

Chapter 92 Please be a person

People like Bainiao are like annoying flies, endless.

It seems that he feels like a bully.

Wang Xuan sat there without moving, but clicked on the system panel.

Host: Wang Xuan.

Physique: The strength of six horses.

Infuriating: level six.

Martial skills: Lihen Sword Art (entering the room), Dragon Finger Spear (excellent), Qimen Illusion (entering the room), Overbearing Mechanism (excellent), Huangji Heart Technique, (excellent), Elementary Spiritual Curse (entering the room), blood Sha curse (unlearned).

Rage: 63200.

Unknowingly, so much anger has accumulated. Among them, I would like to thank the members of Bainiao for their selfless contributions.

Now it is necessary to use anger to deal with the members of Bainiao. This is probably called taking from the people and using it for the people.

"Add some physique: the strength of seven horses, and consume 30000 anger points."

"Add some true energy, level seven, consume 31000 anger points."

The remaining anger value is 2200.

Wang Xuan knew that since the organization of Bainiao made his father unwilling to offend him to death, it was enough to show how powerful the other party was.

Although Pumpkin has the strength of the eighth rank, but he has just been promoted and his foundation is not stable, so he can display the strength of the seventh rank.

As for Dianxiong, although he was born with supernatural power, his true grade was equivalent to the fifth grade, which was similar to Pumpkin's previous strength.

Even though there are some special bonuses in physique, it is at most equivalent to entering the sixth rank.

Wang Xuan asked before, Dian Xiong did not cultivate internally and externally, but only cultivated externally.

From this point of view, it would be safer for Emperor Xuan to improve his own strength.

The moment the point was added, the true energy in Wang Xuan's body surged like a raging wave.

Huangji Zhenqi rushes left and right in the meridians of the body, rushing back and forth, like an ancient beast from the prehistoric, rushing out of the abyss, tearing up all the obstacles in front of it.

It was the first time for Wang Xuan to feel the pain of cultivation, as if his body's veins were blocked by mountains, but he was directly crushed by this prehistoric beast.

But at the moment of the crash, it was a sense of carefree and powerful.