When they heard the word "Beiting", both Zhou Jianlai and Yang Jian were shocked, knowing that it must be Beiting Zhan and Beiting Shengnan.
There is no need to think about taking someone as a concubine, they must be forced to do so.
"Go!"
Zhou Jianlai stood up, looked at Yuzhu and said, "Those twin sisters may be our friends."
Yuzhu frowned and said, "This is too bad. That Holy King is a pervert and unreasonable. It will be difficult to get people from him."
Zhou Jianlai sneered and said: "It's best to be unreasonable. I just like to talk about things with unreasonable people."
Speak directly with the sword, simple and fast.
Yang Jian stood up and said: "There is no need to wait until night, let's go now, I'm afraid things will change later."
He was afraid that the Holy King would take action against the sisters Beiting Zhan before he could wait until night.
Yuzhu, who was frowning in embarrassment just now, suddenly raised his eyebrows when he heard Yang Jian's words, and said sternly: "Okay, let's go! If the old ghost King Holy King refuses to let him go, then start a war with him and destroy his lair.
!I have long been dissatisfied with him and want to destroy him!"
Having said that, he sent an order to all the generals and Shura troops to assemble in front of the mansion.
The well-trained Shura army was quickly ready to go.
Yuzhu changed into a smart black outfit, put the Shura sword on her back, and the four of them left the house with Zhou Jianlai.
"Ha ha…"
"Brother Zhou, Zhenjun, I'm coming!"
Just as he was about to set off, Niu Dawa, who heard that Zhou Jianlai and Yang Jian were at Shura Mansion, came over.
Just follow along.
In less than half an hour, the army arrived in front of the Holy King's mansion.
The Holy King's Mansion is also built at the foot of a mountain.
The mountain is one hundred thousand feet high, and its name is Tiankui.
"Holy King, come out!"
Yuzhu didn't talk nonsense and called for formation directly in front of the door.
Her eyes were cold, her face was like frost, and her aura was as sharp as a knife. It was so compelling that people didn't dare to get close to her, and her little daughter's appearance was completely missing.
"Zhenjun, this Yuzhu girl is a perfect match for you."
Zhou Jianlai said to Yang Jian.
The voice was not loud, but not quiet either, just enough to be heard by Yuzhu.
A strange look suddenly appeared in Yuzhu's cold eyes, and her ears quietly stood up, looking forward to Yang Jian's answer.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Yang Jian glared at Zhou Jianlai.
"You are not married, and she is not married. We have been separated for hundreds of thousands of years, and yet we can meet again in such a ghost place. This is fate destined by heaven. The true king must cherish it and don't miss it." Zhou Jianlai said seriously.
"Yes, yes!" Yuzhu nodded in agreement.
When she learned that Yang Jian had not married yet, she couldn't help but feel happy, and her cold eyes narrowed into a crescent shape when she smiled.
"I'll treat you to a drink some other time." Yang Jian said incoherently.
Because he still remembered that Zhou Jianlai once encouraged Zhang Xiaozu to take in the Beiting Zhan sisters. He didn't think they were a good match at all, he just wanted to find someone to drink with.
"Yes!" Zhou Jianlai nodded.
Yuzhu was still pricking up her ears, waiting for Zhou Jianlai to continue matching her, but when she saw that Zhou Jianlai suddenly stopped talking, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Ha ha……"
Suddenly, a loud laugh came from the Holy King's Mansion, and a guy with the body of a lion and the head of a lion, wearing a red groom's suit, walked out with a grin on his face.
He stood in front of the door, looked at Yuzhu with a smile, and asked: "Lord Shura, are you trying to prevent me from taking concubines by raising an army to kill generals like this?"
Yuzhu nodded and said: "Exactly."
"Ha ha…"
The lion-headed holy king suddenly pinched his waist and laughed, "I know that you have been conquered by my divine power for a long time, so you have secretly promised me, but you have never realized it. Today, I heard that I want to take a concubine, and you suddenly
When I woke up with a start, I immediately overturned the jealousy jar, right?"
Yuzhu: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"Son..."
Yuzhu looked back at Yang Jian and said with a sad face: "It is because of the entanglement of shameless guys like this that I say I will kill any ugly man I see. Can you understand my pain?"
Yang Jian nodded vigorously.
"Lord Shura, I have prepared the wedding clothes for you. As long as you beg me, I will marry you immediately. Otherwise, hum, I will have to take a concubine today."
"I might as well tell you that the appearance of these two little girls I have found is no worse than yours. Be careful, I will fall in love with you. I won't even want to look at you when the time comes."
"Just go and regret it!"
The lion-headed holy king looked proud and radiated confidence.
"vomit--"
Yuzhu suddenly bent over and vomited, looked at Yang Jian for help and said: "Master, come and talk to him, this guy's brain circuit has always been different from others. Every time I talk to him, I will feel sick for several days."
After saying that, he turned around and ran behind Yang Jian.
Yang Jian calmed down. To be honest, he was a little nauseous.
"Bah!"
"Where did you come from, a pretty boy? Why did Lord Shura call you Young Master? Is there any shameful thing going on between the two of you?"
The lion-headed holy king was furious, his blond hair stood on end, and his eyes were about to burst.
"Giggle..."
Yuzhu hid behind Yang Jian and laughed out loud.
The Lion-Headed Saint King said that there was some shady affair between her and Yang Jian, and she wished there was such a thing.
Yang Jian was called a "boy" for the first time in his life. He almost couldn't hold back and ran away on the spot. He suppressed his anger and said: "Beiting Zhan and Beiting Shengnan are my friends. I hope the Holy King will let them go -
"
"roar!"
The lion-headed holy king was furious, interrupted Yang Jian's words, and roared: "Young face, how dare you snatch a woman from me, let's see if I don't cut you into pieces!"
With that said, he grabbed a black mace from the void and hit Yang Jian.
Clang!
Yuzhu suddenly drew his sword and stood in front of Yang Jian, holding the lion-headed holy king's mace with his sword.
During the collision of forces, the purple energy on the two men was dispersed, leaving them exposed to the strong wind. However, both of them were strong enough to withstand the strong wind.
"ah--"
The lion-headed holy king roared angrily, stared at Yuzhu and howled: "Lord Shura, you actually helped this pretty boy, which makes me angry! Get out of the way quickly, or I will kill you too!"
Yuzhu said in a cold voice: "If you dare to touch my young master, I will kill you first!"
"I'll do it!"
Yang Jian stretched out his hand to grab Yuzhu's shoulder, pulled him behind him, and at the same time stabbed the three-pointed two-edged spear towards the Lion-headed Holy King.
"I'm going to kill you couple of bitches!"
The lion-headed holy king was so angry that he held a hammer in both hands and hit Yang Jian hard.
when!
Hammers and spears struck each other, Yang Jian retreated thousands of feet, and the purple energy in his body was shaken away.
"Master!"
Yuzhu was startled and flew forward in a panic, concerned about whether Yang Jian was injured.
The generals under him, except for the Black King of Hell, all frowned.
Yuzhu's respect for Yang Jian made them think that Yang Jian was very strong, but he was knocked back thousands of feet by the Holy King with a hammer. Then they realized that Yang Jian was vulnerable to a single blow, and they suddenly felt unhappy and even angry.
This is a place where the nakedly strong are respected.
The strong men they surrender to can only surrender to stronger people, rather than being deceived by a pretty face.
At this moment, Yang Jian and Xiao Bailian were equated in their hearts.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Yang Jian gently shook his head towards Yuzhu.
"Sir, be careful of the strong wind."
Yuzhu reminded again.
Yang Jian felt the strong wind blowing on his body and gave Yuzhu a reassuring look: "This strong wind can't hurt me."
Then he flicked his spear and killed the lion-headed holy king.