Yang Zhen walked over and looked at this young man of her own age coldly.
????Zhao Lian seemed to be aware of it. He suddenly raised his head that had been lowered and looked at Yang Zhen.
????Bitterness, unwillingness, curse...
????"Zhao Lian," Yang Zhen tied her hands and said coldly: "What on earth did I, Yang, do to make you want to kill me so much?"
????"What happened?" Zhao Lian was stunned, then gritted his teeth and said: "You bitch slave! Not only did my parents get sent to the mines, but you also humiliated me many times and blocked my way forward. I, Zhao Lian, , I wish I could eat your flesh and sleep on your skin!"
????"It's reasonable to think that your parents embezzled the family's elixirs and spirit stones." Yang Zhen sneered: "As for blocking your way forward——"
????"Who do you think you are, worthy of me going out of my way to stop you!"
????"If you hadn't been gossiping behind the great elder's back, it would have been me, not Zhao Ying, who entered the sect back then!" Zhao Lian roared hoarsely.
????"Haha!" Yang Zhen raised her head and laughed: "You have a narrow-minded and retaliatory character, and you still need me to gossip. If you have a choice, no one will choose you!"
????As he spoke, he stopped being polite and stepped forward, "Bang!", and slapped Zhao Lian hard on the face, causing his head to tilt to one side and blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
????"This one," Yang Zhen shouted angrily: "It was for Brother Yuqi!"
????"For your own personal grudge, you not only harmed me, but also caused Brother Yuqi to lose his life!"
????"You, damn it!"
????After saying that, he slapped me hard again!
????"This is for Brother Yuxi!"
????Snapped!
????"This is for Miss Yue'er, you caused her to waste a magic weapon for self-protection!"
????Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
????"This is for a few casual cultivators who are not worthy of death for their crimes!"
????Finally, Yang Zhen clenched her palm into a fist and hit him hard on his collarbone. The cracking sound of the bone could be heard clearly. #br r#????"This is for myself!"
????Yang Zhen punched with six palms, one of Zhao Lian's left eyes was crippled, half of his cheek was tilted, and finally, the collarbone was completely shattered.
????This is because he has to control his own power, otherwise, with one palm strike, he can directly kill this kid.
????Not far away, the Tenth Elder’s face couldn’t help but twitch. He originally wanted to stop him, but Yang Zhen mentioned the deaths of Zhao Yuqi, Zhao Yuxi and others, and also mentioned Zhao Yue'er's magic weapon, which made him lower his right hand that he had raised several times.
????Yang Zhen no longer looked at the puddle of mud lying soft on the ground, Zhao Lian, who was moaning and speechless, returned to the deck, looked at the mountains in the distance, and her heart was filled with ups and downs.
????Mammy and Zhao Yuer are not far away from him.
????"Are you angry?" Grandma smiled understandingly.
????"If the great elder hadn't ordered him in advance, I would have killed him with my own hands." Yang Zhen was still angry.
????"After all, he is a direct descendant of the Zhao family. If you kill him, it won't look good on your face." Mammy sighed.
????"How will the Presbyterian Church deal with him?" Yang Zhen asked.
????"Executed to death, or sent to the mines as slaves, never pardoned. The latter is more likely."
????Yang Zhen remained silent.
????At this time, I saw a woman in full mourning clothes leading a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, also in mourning clothes, to Yang Zhen.
????"Bao'er, kowtow to your benefactor." The woman ordered softly. …
????The boy said nothing, immediately fell to the ground, and kowtowed three times in a row.
"Aunt Geng, what's going on?" Yang Zhen turned sideways, avoiding Geng Xiubao's kowtow, and asked strangely.
????"I already know the whole story," Aunt Geng wiped her tears and said gratefully: "If Mr. Yang hadn't found and killed the Qin spy, where would we, mother and son, have given him?" Dad wants to take revenge?"
????"So, please accept my mother and son's obeisance." After saying that, she also knelt down to thank Yang Zhen.
??? ?Yang Zhen dodged again and finally stopped after a while.
????Finally, he asked about the future plans of mother and son.
"What else can we do? Just go home and live by guarding the spiritual veins," the Geng family's aunt said with a forced smile: "In any case, our lives are still much better than those of mortals who cannot practice."
????"Where is Xiubao's cultivation?" Yang Zhen asked: "I heard that Uncle Geng originally planned to send him to Black Wind Valley?"
????"Well," Aunt Geng's face darkened: "I'm not going. Just practice slowly, a few years early and a few years later, that's it."
????"Let's do this," Yang Zhen took out two hundred spirit stones: "You go home first and settle Uncle Geng's funeral affairs. Then you ask Xiubao to come to Zhao's house in Yunya Town to find me, and I will send him to Heifeng. valley!"
????“That’s it!” After several attempts to persuade me, Yang Zhen forced them to accept the travel expenses.
????At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind:
????If Zhao Lian had always been friendly to him, would he have helped him today?
????It should be. He has no shortage of contribution points now, and of course he is willing to help his friends around him within his ability.
????So, you still have to be kind to others!
????For narrow-minded people, the road will become narrower and narrower.
????…
????More than an hour later, the spacecraft arrived at Zhao Town. People from other families in Zhuyang County borrowed the Zhao family's teleportation array to go home after getting off the flying boat, while Yang Zhen and her grandmother and others came to the courtyard where they usually live.
????It was not completely dark at this time. When he heard that the flying boat would rush to the county town early tomorrow morning and then turn to the prefecture town, Yang Zhen asked her mother if he could go to the family treasury now.
????"The sect's reward hasn't come yet," the great elder said: "But, I just discussed with your ancestor and we can give you a quota of 100,000 first. Tonight, as long as you don't exceed this amount, Everything inside can be taken away.”
????"I want to go too!" Zhao Yuer immediately shouted from the side, and Caiyun also showed a yearning look.
??? ?"Then let's all go." Nanny smiled.
????…
????That night, bluestone space.
????Yang Zhen poured a storage bag onto the ground, and the contents fell out.
????Two small grasses, one green and one black, gathered around curiously.
????Youyou was still a little afraid of Yang Zhen, so she was forcefully pulled over by a leaf leaf stretched out by Yiyi.
????"Look at what I gained in the Zhao family treasury today!" Yang Zhen said happily.
????He first pointed at a large round wooden barrel and said to the little thing:
????"Here are two hundred kilograms of spiritual honey, all for you!"
????"Where's Youyou? Doesn't she have one?" The little thing was quite generous.
????"She is your little sister, you decide how much you want to give her." Yang Zhen smiled.
????Immediately pointed to another big urn: "Inside is a hundred kilograms of fine spiritual wine, which is also yours!"
????"Brother, you are so kind!" The clothes were flying happily in the air. This time, Youyou was not caught, and the little black grass suddenly shivered and stumbled away into the distance. It seemed that it wanted to fly far, but was a little afraid.
????Yang Zhen was too lazy to pay attention to her and put out two piles of jade boxes, six in each pile.
????"Yiyi, Mu Lingzhu!" He opened one of the jade boxes.
????The little thing floated over suddenly, pretending to be intoxicated, and continued to sway.
"This," Yang Zhen opened another stack of jade boxes, "is the earth spirit stone."
????call! As if a gust of wind blew by, Yang Zhen saw a flower in front of her eyes. A black grass had fallen among the earth spirit stones. Each of its four feather leaves was wrapped with an earth spirit stone, and she never let go.
????PS: I am conceiving the subsequent plot, hoping to speed up the pace.
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