"The original intention is to prevent the masses from being affected. The destructive power of battles above the third level is too great. Teacher and the others will not allow anyone to endanger the safety of ordinary people. The younger generation is just incidental."
At this time, Gao Yang finally couldn't help but speak.
"That's right, no matter how talented a genius is, it's useless if he doesn't grow up. These big guys at the top of the food chain don't care about that."
"So we have to work harder in the next few months. After all, we want to meet the leaders of our generation. We can't be embarrassed!"
"really."
"Hiss~~~Boss, you are eating dumplings, what kind of fillings are they? I haven't eaten the dumplings made by Boss for a long time."
The sharp-eyed Pang Huan saw the steaming dumplings on the table at a glance, and his mouth watered with greed.
"Lao Gao's favorite is beans and meat."
Zhao Jin turned the camera of her phone and watched the video of the dumplings.
"Hey, boss, why are there other people here with you?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce."
Zhao Jin slapped himself on the forehead. He didn't expect that such an important thing had been forgotten.
"This is Song Qingru, the new member of our Mingxin Palace."
As he spoke, Zhao Jin turned the phone screen to Song Qingru so that Song Qingru could also see Pang Huan on the other end of the phone.
"Hello, beauty, I am Pang Huan, nicknamed 'Fat Man'. I am now an official soul master in Leshan City. Soul Luo Shixin, hello, nice to meet you!"
Pang Huan gritted his teeth and smiled at Song Qingru, looking very honest. Just as Gao Yang, another person in the group chat, was about to speak, he was overtaken by Pang Huan in the video window on the other side, pointing to his left and saying a series of words.
"His name is Gao Yang, the official soul master of the Magic City. He is good at using a big gun, and his shooting skills are no worse than the boss's! In addition, his soul is the number one gun in the Southern Song Dynasty, and he is even more powerful than the boss's Li Ping."
"Hey, hey, hey, fat man, what's the matter with you? I just praise you when you praise me. Why are you pulling and stepping on me?"
Zhao Jin couldn't sit still for a while and quickly expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean it, but it's the truth!"
Pang Huan quickly apologized, but his pretense of sincerity made it difficult for people to resist hitting him.
"Skin? Just your skin?"
Zhao Jin rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of dumpling with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. Pang Huan was so greedy that his mouth watered. People who are most familiar with it always know what things can be directly controlled by the other party.
"Suck yo yo~~~"
The sound of Pang Huan sucking saliva kept coming.
"Puff, hello!"
Song Qingru couldn't help laughing when Pang Huan teased her like this.
"I'm not as powerful as you, my soul is Gao Jianli."
"Wow, Gao Jianli, what an assassin!"
Zhao Jin announced that Pang Huan is the most popular person in this game.
Gao Yang next to him finally couldn't stand listening anymore and cursed.
"Idiot, it's a mage."
In response to Gao Yang's scolding, Pang Huan seemed to have ignored it and kept talking to himself.
"Boss, boss, pull the crowd, pull the crowd, Miss Song, let's add a WeChat account, what's your zodiac sign?"
"OK."
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After some compliments, Zhao Jin hung up the phone.
"Eat, eat. If you don't eat, you'll be cold."
"Um."
Song Qingru thought about the two members of Mingxin Palace he had just met. His initial impression was not bad. They were very kind, right? Most importantly, strong.
"High favorite, Luo Shixin..."
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"Oh, your island country's famous general is nothing more than that!"
On the other side, the melee between Yang Lan and Narita Muzi and others has been going on for a long time. At this time, the battlefield has become even more messy. The dead tree under Narita Muzi's feet has long been destroyed by its roots, and there are still faint traces of it on the ground. Some fragments of tree roots remain.
Yang Lan half-knelt on the ground holding the Yanyue Sword, breathing heavily, looking at Narita Muzi.
"Damn it, you've become stronger again!"
At this time, Narita Muzi is no longer as high-spirited as when she came. The robe on her body has also become tattered in the fierce battle just now. The damaged areas expose large areas of snow-white skin. The spring light looks even more interesting to me. The feeling of pity is enough to drive some men who only think with their lower body crazy.
Behind her, the dim spirit Kafei Ji supported her master's body, otherwise Narita Muzi would only become more embarrassed. She now no longer has any strength to stand upright, and her spiritual power is close to exhaustion.
The dozen Fuma ninjas who had just joined her command had also been killed one by one.
As for the spirit of Shimazu Yoshihiro, the war god of the island country who was blown up to the sky, he has long since disappeared. His master, the "short winter melon"-like Shimazu-sama, is lying unconscious in a deep pit in the distance.
"Hahahahaha, hoo~~hoo~~~ we won, we won!"
Yang Mingyu, who collapsed next to Yang Lan, struggled to stand up.
"Hehe, yes, yes, we won!"
Yang Lan's voice was very low, but she looked at Yang Mingyu firmly and nodded deeply to him. The two supported each other and stood up from the ground very slowly.
"Kiko Narita, you lost again!"
Yang Lan held the Yanyue Sword with one hand and held Yang Mingyu with the other. He stood there like a winner and looked at Narita Muzi who was trying to stand up but couldn't, with mockery at the corner of his mouth.
"It is impossible for you to take away anything that belongs to our country from the land of the country of Qian. It is absolutely impossible, not possible now, and never possible in the future! This sentence is said by the people of the country of Qian!"
Yang Mingyu smiled at Narita Muzi, his tone full of inner determination and infinite faith.
After hearing what Yang Mingyu said, Yang Lan next to her turned to look at him, as if she was meeting him for the first time.
"What do you see me doing?"
Yang Mingyu sensed Yang Lan's gaze and turned to look at her.
"It's nothing, I just found that you have become more handsome."
"Oh? Really? I've always been handsome. Tell me, how did I become handsome again?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Mingyu suddenly smiled, and Yang Lan also smiled.
Then the two of them looked at each other and smiled. After tonight, there were some inexplicable connections between the two. I just don't know what kind of flowers and fruits these connections will bear in the future.
"Heh... cough cough... cough cough..."
Narita Muzi wanted to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of blood spit out from his mouth.
"Narita Muzi, as the soul envoy of Xinhai Town in the Kingdom of Gan, I announce that you have violated the laws of the Kingdom of Gan and the management of global spiritual masters on suspicion of stealing, robbing cultural relics of the Kingdom of Gan, kidnapping others, illegal entry, damaging public property, etc. Treaty, you’re under arrest!”
Yang Lan took out a spirit-sealing lock from the storage belt, supported each other with Yang Mingyu, and walked towards Narita Muzi.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah..."
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a dark yellow robe walked out from a dark corner in the distance. This man had a pale beardless face, a sickly complexion, and long gray hair. His whole temperament gave people an extremely feminine feeling.
The most impressive thing is a small four-legged snake tattooed between his forehead and eyebrows. Coupled with his protruding eyebrows, the four-legged snake appears even more vivid, as if there is really a small snake lying on his back. His face is average.
"who!?"
Yang Mingyu looked warily at the man who suddenly appeared and applauded, but he was thinking in his heart that it was not over yet. He was just forced to come over and work overtime. He almost lost his life, so forget it. The bonus and overtime pay were also If you don't get it, why do all kinds of weird people keep popping up?
For a time, the resentment of being a laborer filled Yang Mingyu's entire heart. It would only take someone to touch him before it burst out. With such resentment, it is estimated that it would not be a problem to feed an evil sword fairy.
"What a great show! General Yang, you are so young, but your strength is so impressive! Not only did you survive in the hands of two old Jianghu who were in the middle and third realms, but you also successfully defeated them, It’s really admirable! Although I also think these two little Japanese old men are really rubbish!”
The feminine man seemed to be praising Yang Lan, but there was no hint of appreciation in his tone.
"Hey, let me ask you, who is this damn eunuch of yours? You look like a young man with kidney deficiency, and you speak in a yin and yin way. Are you a man or a woman? Or are you neither yin nor yang, neither yin nor yang? An intersex person? If you look so ugly, don't come out at night to scare people. Don't you know that your appearance affects the appearance of the city? Look, you..."
Okay, that feminine man's cold voice was the match that ignited Yang Mingyu's resentment against the workers. He started to curse completely. Those words were so unpleasant. In an instant, he demonstrated the art of swearing among Chinese people, which can be called an aunt level. The presence.
Hearing Yang Mingyu's sudden curse, the feminine man was stunned for a moment. After hearing his words clearly, he was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the four-legged snake tattoo on his face was also wrinkled because of his frown. About to fall.
"That's enough, boy, shut up!"
When he opened his mouth to speak, the feminine man revealed a mouthful of small teeth, and a pair of canine teeth protruding from his mouth, which looked terrifying.
"Hey, I'll shut up if you tell me to shut up? I'm not your father, and I'm not used to your bad habits..."
The feminine man wanted to stop Yang Mingyu, but not only failed to shut up Yang Mingyu, but instead made him become more aggressive.
"Boy, if I bite your tongue!"
The feminine man was so angry that he was about to get up and pounce on Yang Mingyu, but was blocked by Mu Guiying, who was suddenly summoned by Yang Lan.
"Are you tired of scolding? Take a rest."
Looking at the mineral water handed over by those slender jade hands, Yang Mingyu turned his head to look at Yang Lan beside him in surprise.
"You should recover well. If this battle fails, we will really die."
Seeing the strong fear and worry deep in Yang Lan's eyes, Yang Mingyu nodded solemnly and took the water and elixir handed over by the other party.
"If I'm not mistaken, he is an A-level wanted criminal on the wanted list of our Qianguo Spiritual Master Administration Bureau, a fifth-grade strongman named Dog Snake, and his soul is——Huang Chao."
Yang Lan also took a spiritual pill, and then whispered to Yang Mingyu the origin of the feminine man.
