The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"Brother Tiger, why are you here?"

Although Wang Zilang is the third young master of the Wang family, he has been accustomed to being bullied since he was a child. He has long been discouraged. The arrogance belonging to the third young master of the Wang family ceased to exist a long time ago.

Coupled with the fact that Brother Tiger kicked the tent door, looking at his aggressive appearance, Wang Zilang had already guessed something, but there was a touch of doubt.

It stands to reason that Zeng Lianhu has taken away the waist of this coarse-clothed boy Yunxiao, why is he still coming over to himself with such a gloomy expression? There is a lot of it that is incomprehensible.

"Huh, why did I come? It's not because of you stupid Third Young Master of the Wang Family!"

A touch of anger flashed in Zeng Lianhu's eyes, and a touch of greed, and after his words fell, he turned his gaze to the rough-clothed boy.

To be honest, it was indeed Zeng Lianhu who took Yun Xiao's nap a few days ago, but unfortunately he only has the cultivation base of the spiritual vein, and he can't open the nap anyway, making him a little crazy.

But the more unable to open the waist, Zeng Lianhu's heart will be more tickled, because he knows that some good grades have their own way of opening. Obviously, based on his cultivation base, he did not think of the strength of both sides. The difference is too big.

After all, Zeng Lianhu had seen Yun Xiao, so how far can such a boy in his early twenties cultivate his pulse energy?

With such a hard-to-open waist, Zeng Lianhu thought that there might be some extremely precious treasures in his heart, so this time he didn’t even tell his father, the village chief Zeng Changshou, and only wanted to swallow it. Windfall.

But in the past few days, Zeng Lianhu tried countless ways, but he couldn't open the waist like cast iron, so he was angry and unwilling to come here directly.

Zeng Lianhu didn't have the slightest fear of an unfamiliar boy in coarse clothes, a trash third young master of the Wang family. He believed that when his life was threatened, these two guys could only be obedient and dare not violate the slightest.

"Brother Tiger, we have no grievances with this Yunxiao brother, I think you should return the waist to him!"

Although Wang Zilang was afraid of Zeng Lianhu's violence and strength in his heart, he couldn't help but smiled and said something. As soon as this remark came out, De Yunxiao was impressed by him.

With the power of Yunxiao's soul, Wang Zilang had long been sensed that Wang Zilang was the same as Xue Ningxiang at the beginning, suffering from congenital bloodlines. Although there were some differences, this person obviously had no veins.

And this five-big and three-thin man who just broke in was a real mid-stage spiritual vein cultivator, although he was not even the bottom in the Nine Dragons, at least it was far from what Wang Zilang could contend.

Under such a strength gap, Wang Zilang can still risk the other party to return to the waist. This temperament is still quite good, but then the result...

"Prince Lang, what are you talking nonsense? Which one of your eyes saw me taking his waist?"

Sure enough, after hearing Wang Zilang's words, how could Zeng Lianhu admit it? Seeing his strange eyes, he denied it, and a touch of unspeakable hostility rose up.

"Boy, your life was saved by Zeng Lianhu. Now is the time for you to repay my life-saving grace!"

Zeng Lianhu's thoughts would naturally not be on Wang Zilang's body. His cold eyes turned to Yun Xiao's side, and then the words that came out of his mouth made the latter sneer.

With Yunxiao’s mind, through the analysis of the matter after waking up, he has already guessed the facts seven or eighty eight. His lifesaving benefactor will never be this arrogant and domineering Zeng Lianhu, but that there is no slightest pulse. For the Prince Lang.

Judging from the performance of these two, it must be that after Wang Zilang rescued himself, he was discovered by Zeng Lianhu somehow, and then secretly took his waist, and finally found that he couldn't open it, so he came to the door again.

"How do you want me to repay?"

For a guy in the mid-spiritual realm, Yun Xiao would not care at all, but instead asked with interest, now he really wants to see this clumsy performance by Zeng Lianhu.

"Here, this is a napkin I picked up accidentally. As long as you help me open it, it will be regarded as repaying my life-saving grace, and I will give you a fortune, so that you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life. !"

Zeng Lianhu couldn't feel Yun Xiao's true cultivation level at all, and even thought that the other party had no pulse like Wang Zilang, so he stretched out his right hand, a light flashed, and then he passed a waist to Yun Xiao.

In the presence of the original master of Nayao, Zeng Lianhu would naturally not admit that this was stripped from the opponent, but this ability to tell lies with his eyes open really made Yun Xiao amazed.

"Brother Tiger, this waist is..."

Snapped!

Seeing the Na Yao who had never seen him before, Wang Zilang still didn't understand what was going on. He bit his head and spoke softly. He didn't know that he hadn't finished speaking, and he ate a heavy slap in the face.

Although Zeng Lianhu’s slap was merciful, it was definitely not something that Prince Lang could bear without his cultivation. The violent power slapped him in a circle directly on the spot. The left half of his cheek was already visible to the naked eye. The speed became swollen.

"I'm speaking, how can you interrupt me as a trash?"

Zeng Lianhu nowadays has long no longer cared about the identity of the third young master of Wang Zilang's family. He was so accustomed to it, he regarded himself as the master and shouted to the prince.

Just now when Wang Zilang said that this waistline belongs to Yunxiao, Zeng Lianhu became a little angry, but he didn't expect this guy to have an inch. Is this giving you a face?

In fact, in front of the former master of Nayao, Zeng Lianhu also knew that his performance was a bit clumsy, but it was precisely because of this that he became angry when he was repeatedly exposed by Wang Zilang. This is called seeing through without telling it.

Both being a **** and wanting to set up a memorial archway, I was talking about people like Zeng Lianhu, but he was not too worried. He believed that this kid named Yun Xiao would be obedient after seeing Wang Zilang's end.

"Your name is Yunxiao, right? How about it, can you repay me for saving my life now?"

Zeng Lianhu didn't pay attention to Wang Zilang, who was covering his face and retreating to the side. He turned his gaze back to Yun Xiao, as if nothing had happened before, and asked again.

"Then I will try it!"

Yun Xiao seemed to turn a blind eye to the slap on the prince Lang over there, and then stretched out his hand and took the waist that belongs to him from Zeng Lianhu.

Under Zeng Lianhu's gaze, this coarse-clothed boy was unexpectedly Shi Shiran who wrapped his waist around him. This action undoubtedly made Zeng Lianhu hesitate.

"Boy, don't do it yet, when will you wait?"

Zeng Lianhu suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted violently. It is really that he can't understand Yun Xiao's actions at this moment. To open the waist, do you need to wrap it around his waist?

"Do it? What do you do?"

This time it was Yun Xiao's turn to become the thick-skinned person. He raised his head blankly and stared at Zeng Lianhu's questioning voice.

"Do it! Open the waist!"

No matter how stupid Zeng Lianhu was, he had guessed something faintly at this moment, but his face was calm, and the cold words spoken, containing a touch of potential threat.

"This is obviously the waist of my Yunxiao. What does it have to do with you? I open it whenever I want, can you control it?"

In the horrified face of Wang Zilang over there, from Yun Xiao’s mouth, he uttered such a few words. When these words came out, they finally pulled away the last remaining face of both sides. .

"Boy, I think you are toasting and not eating fine wine!"

Zeng Lianhu finally realized that he was being played with by this kid, and he had suffered such a big loss in his life. Therefore, at the same time as he spoke his words, a strong spiritual vein aura emerged from his body.

This is the Five Desolate City. In addition to Zeng Lianhu himself as a mid-level spiritual cultivator, his father is also the number one powerhouse in the Five Desolate Villages. He doesn't have the slightest scruples to act here.

Or maybe it was Zeng Lianhu, who had been dazzled by the inability to open the waist in the past few days, and only wanted to get the treasure in the waist, without thinking of anything else.

"I also advise you. No one can take away the things I laughed at. If you don't know anything, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Naturally, it is impossible for Yun Xiao to be frightened by an ant in the mid-spiritual realm. After the cold voice, if people familiar with him are here, I am afraid it will be a little strange.

The fact is that Yun Xiao knows that he has reached the Nine Dragons. Although Zeng can be crushed to death with a little finger in front of him, his first priority now is to keep a low profile.

After all, the great enemy of Yun Xiao's previous life is now the supreme ruler of the Nine Dragons. If the slightest wind is leaked, based on his current pulse cultivation base, it is impossible to contend.

Therefore, Yun Xiao is based on the idea that one thing is worse than one thing less, and coupled with this kind of spiritual vein ants, it is not worth his shot. If the other party retreats in trouble, he doesn't mind sparing his life.

It's a pity that Yun Xiao's age is really confusing, even if it is the Nine Dragons, the age in his early twenties is generally at the most spiritual level three level.

Unless it is a super genius from some big powers of a big family, one can cultivate to the level of the third ground level or even the third level of the sky at a young age.

But here is the most remote Western Region in Nine Dragons Heaven, and Yulong City is the most remote place in the Western Region. In such a remote place, how can there be any peerless genius?

Zeng Lianhu himself was the cultivation base of the mid-lingual phase realm, not to mention that there was still a father in the three-tiered realm, so he just sneered at Yun Xiao's obvious threat.

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