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Chapter 177 Top Bull

"Bang"

After a crisp sound, the white jade wine pot was shattered by Zhao Yang's protective sword energy, turning into pieces and falling on the ground.

"Is it so resentful?"

He didn't care about Li Qian's daughter's temper, and Zhao Yang looked at her with a calm expression.

Well, if he could be killed by a wine pot now, Zhao Yang would have accepted it.

"Resentment? How dare I?"

Li Qian stared at Zhao Yang with her eyes, and there seemed to be a small flame in her pupils: "Our Great Sword Immortal has been leaving for more than three years. If she ran away because of my little temper, wouldn't my father have to tear me up?"

Li Qian emphasized the tone on the word "father".

This made Zhao Yang frown.

"Talk well, I haven't seen you for a few years. Why have you learned this kind of sloppy and slutty way of speaking?"

"Oh!"

Hearing the words, Li Qian glared at Zhao Yang fiercely: "I just want to know, my father went underground with you, but when he came back, he was like a different person!"

"That's it?"

Zhao Yang frowned.

He is indeed wrong in this matter.

At least it is an unfavorable responsibility for guards.

But in fact, it was Li Liang's own idea to go down the Mercury, and he was the innocent person who was brought closer to Mercury by Li Liang.

However, this principle obviously doesn't make sense.

Li Qian, the woman, didn't plan to reason with Zhao Yang either.

It’s someone who has something wrong with his own father!

"Yes! That's it!"

Li Qian stared at Zhao Yang with her eyes tightly. It seemed that Zhao Yang would not let Zhao Yang go if she didn't say it clearly today.

“Isn’t it recovered now?”

"Recover? Do you believe it?"

"Just think your father has awakened his previous life."

"Previous life? Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding."

Zhao Yang couldn't say anything about this.

After all, there is indeed something wrong with Li Liang!

But at the moment, the man who is still Li Liang is willing to become Li Liang, and this is why he has not shown up.

But what should Zhao Yangneng do?

Kill the other party?

Or should I conceal my soul and give it to Li Qian to see?

Not to mention whether she can do it, but only talking about Li Liang's current situation. Who dares to let him do that?

If Zhao Yang accidentally becomes safe and Li Liang, who has finally settled down, will be a big joke!

Zhao Yang knew this, and Li Qian in front of him was naturally also clear.

This girl just wants to make trouble for nothing and wants to vent her on Zhao Yang!

Therefore, every unrequited love is a bad fate.

Seeing that someone had already turned his attention at the party, Zhao Yang looked at Li Qian and said softly: "If you think it's not good now, I can try it as you said, but the result is not guaranteed."

"Zhao Yang, you..."

"Forget me."

A mindless sentence is particularly suitable for the scene in front of you.

At least after listening to Zhao Yang's words, Li Qian looked at him stupidly for a while and finally turned around and ran away.

A little tired.

Seeing Li Qian running away, Zhao Yang felt that he was really not suitable for dealing with such emotional disputes.

If possible, he felt that finding another god to fight would be easier than resolving the relationship with Li Qian that had never started.

Li Qian is gone.

Not long after, You Zhibao and Chen Mo came to the door with Bai Yu.

Three people carried six jars of old wine.

"It's boring to drink here, so let's go to the Crystal Palace to drink."

"Walk?"

"Go!"

"Ha ha ha ha........"

The four people's exit caused many people's attention to change.

In just three years, it has actually changed a lot.

With the problem with Li Liang, the new warship was put into use, and the death of the Bai Wangsun, Bai Yu took over the power of the Left Army, and a series of things happened. The "young" generation of the Daqin generals had officially entered the center of power.

Since Li Mo, the prince’s chief, Bai Yu, the commander of the left army, You Zhibao, the deputy general of the friendly army, Chen Mo, the imperial general, and Zhao Yang, who had just returned and was destined to enter the power center.

The five young people in Daqin who are no longer young have grown into towering trees that can be climbed by people.

And beside them, there are a large number of followers.

Not to mention those grassroots officers from Shangyin Academy...

Before we knew it, most of the power of Daqin was already concentrated in their hands.

In addition to the Wu Clan Temple, even those ghosts and gods with unknown origins have unclear relationships with Zhao Yang.

The power of commanding the ghost guards is now being firmly grasped by Li Mo.

Under such circumstances, how can Zhao Yang and the other four leave not attract others' ideas?

In the entire hall, only Li Liang who was shouting on the platform was qualified to not care about these things. As for them, they were all waiting for Li Liang's enthronement to Zhao Yang tomorrow.

It's looking at the direction of the wind.

At the same time, it is also a test of the future of the empire.

Even in the current Qin Dynasty, not everyone is willing to fight the weirdo to the end...

......

......

Shangyin Academy.

After the banquet, Li Mo did not bring his guard and chose to come to the Crystal Palace here alone.

He was carrying a little meat in his hand.

Push the door open.

The shouts of You Zhibao in the hall made the prince smile on his face.

"Bai Yu, come on! Don't lose to Chen Mo's grandson! Fuck him to death!"

"Chen Mo, you're so fucking hard! Don't be so timid!"

In the middle of the hall, two guys who were drunk were tangled together, with their arms on each other's shoulders, their foreheads against their foreheads, and they competed with each other.

You Zhibao kept shouting, while Zhao Yang was carrying the wine and pouring it on the two of them.

It's a game that increases alcoholism.

As for why You Zhibao shouted so enthusiastically?

He just lost, and was then pressed to the ground by Chen Mo, who is the winner, to beat him for a quarter of an hour...

The few people did not express any special emotions about Li Mo's arrival.

Zhao Yang said hello to him, and then, the prince, who had already begun to supervise the country, integrated into their circle very harmoniously.

As before.

Five minutes later, Bai Yu pushed Chen Mo to the ground with the alcoholic Bai Yu, and then kicked Chen Mo a few times with a laugh. Bai Yu turned his head and provoked Li Mo.

"Come on, try it?"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"

While speaking, Li Mo, who handed the wine pot to Zhao Yang, smiled grimly, swayed his arms and rushed towards Bai Yu.

boom!

The two of them entangled together, and the moment they collided, the entire Crystal Palace was shocked.

Chen Mo, who lost, sat next to Zhao Yang.

After drinking a sip of wine, he looked up at the sky and said, "Some things depend on who has a big fist. Bai Yu can't beat you, and the leopard can't beat me. Now it depends on whether our prince can beat his brother-in-law.

If he wins, you beat him down and things will be settled.

Those people outside have become more and more slippery in their studies over the years.

But isn't the essence of this matter that simple?
Chapter completed!
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