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Chapter 30

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The whole body is vermilion red, and its redness is as bright as blood. When the "Moyun Flying Boat" lies in the air, it is like a large red cloud falling down, making the peaks faintly red.

"This boy is really good at showing off! If it were the real Taoist Yangshan and Wang Duanbao here, I'm afraid Wang Duanbao will be agitated by this scene and will not be able to sleep well after a few days of going back!"

Tushan Ge Momo murmured and said:

"But you dare to drive the talisman like this in the fetal breathing realm. How much fetal breath can you squander? Do you don't want to cultivate Qi training, or have you already grasped the Qi training realm?"

At this time, I saw someone coming out to greet me.

The boy no longer showed off and lowered the Moyun Flying Boat.

Not only Deng Zhongzhi was beside him, but twenty strongly armored soldiers followed him as slaves, and the show was quite a bit of a show.

"Haha! Uncle Seven, it's been a long time since we met!"

The boy was a little dissatisfied and dissatisfied just now, but at this moment, when he saw Tu Shange, who had changed into the appearance of Taoist Yangshan using illusion, his face immediately opened with a smile:

"I have been jailed for the past few months and I have been thinking about you! Look, as soon as my father let me go out, I immediately came to find Duanbao! How about it, I am a filial nephew?"

Hearing this.

Among these white foxes, he and Tu Shanzhuang were the only ones who could use illusion changes. The other stupid foxes like Tu Shan Ningning, not to mention the changes, have not even refined the crossbone in their mouths, and they can only "受受".

Tu Shanzhuang, who turned into Wang Duanbao, looked confused.

It is in such a scenario.

"Uncle, where are your usual concubines here? Why are there no one?"

"……you say."

I didn't know what expression to do, but how to respond.

Tu Shanzhuang felt that his face was going to be stiff.

"Yangshan Old Dog, although you have taken away my foundation, you live so poorly. I don't know what you have got?"

Although out of some interest in revenge, after signing a legal agreement with Chen Heng, Tu Shange also cleaned these temples and lived there for several days.

"...Xiaoyu." Tu Shange was really stunned at this time.

"I, I... need to practice hard for a while in the near future. They stayed in front of me and were sent down the mountain."

Tushange pretended to be calm.

Since the death of Taoist Yangshan, these buildings have been abandoned, and only the secret cave in the belly of the mountain is still being used by Chen Heng.

Tong Yi smiled.

Not only did he become skilled in archery and horses since childhood, but he also realized the fetal breathing at a young age and became the great master of martial arts that countless martial artists in the world dream of.

"Good brother, please lend me Xiaoyu to time. I will return it to you after I have enough fun. To be honest, I have never forgotten her during the months of being suspended. The ladies and ladies in the capital are even worse than her. It's my brother who begs you!"

Even the most outstanding court saint is difficult to uncover his one or two immortal charms...

Tong Yi looked suspicious.

This boy is named Tong Yi, and is the second son of Tong Gaolu, the general of the current pillar country in Rongguo. He is also the most promising descendant of the Tong family.

Tu Shange could hardly help laughing.

The charm is so bright that it is as bright as the clouds, and it is bright but not shining.

After entering the main hall, the guest and host were sitting in a seat, before he could serve tea, Tu Shange was sweating profusely by Tong Yi.

Tu Shange couldn't help laughing, but he still pretended to be nothing and asked:

"I don't know what's wrong with my nephew. The old Taoist brother is going to be cruel to confine you?"

Taoist Yangshan immediately understood and sent her dressed in high spirits to Tongyi's room that night.

“…”

"this……"

"What's the use of you reluctant to let go? I'll tell my uncle, and I'll make you jealous!"

Tong Yi's eyes were bright, and he immediately forgot Xiaoyu to the sky. He walked forward quickly and was excited.

He frowned for a moment, then turned his head and looked around, and said, "I see that my uncle's palace is not very glamorous. It seems that he has not swept it carefully for a while. Why is that?"

When Tu Shange was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, a chuckle suddenly came and then a figure turned into it.

"Where is Xiaoyu? Uncle doesn't know that I like her the most? Why don't Xiaoyu come to see me?"

But Tong Yi still didn't realize it. He just felt that it was a big disappointment and asked again:

While Tu Shange and Deng Zhongzhi were chatting, Tong Yi turned his eyes and deliberately stopped for a few steps, waiting for Tu Shanzhuang to catch up.

Tushan Gezhi hesitated.

Tong Yi smiled and spoke.

Afterwards, Tong Yi led Deng Zhongzhi to pay tribute to Tushange. After a while, Tushange led several people to the main hall where the guests were met.

Since then, Tong Yi has been unable to give up the land of Yangshan, and wishes he could stay here every day.

"It's good that Censor Sun is still a scholar, he has no stomach at all, and his wife is not in a position to change. He is so stingy! It doesn't matter if he dies. He actually imprisoned me and was confined. That's not what it should have been."

A few years ago, when Tong Yi came to Yangshan with his father, he fell in love with Zhou Chuyu at first sight, and his face was lustful.

"It's nothing. It's just that the imperial censor Sun married a lady Ru, so I went to his house to play, but the censor Sun was not so excited. He vomited blood and died of anger when he was watching me do things. What a pity."

Tu Shange complained secretly.

Tu Shange was so cunning that he had no strange expression on his face.

Tong Yi shook his head regretfully:

At this time, Deng Zhongzhi had quietly pressed his hand to the hilt of the knife, his eyes flashing.

His silence was also regarded as rejection, and Tong Yi was so angry that he pushed him hard.

Tong Yi looked in the voice and saw a young Taoist smiling slightly and walking towards him.

"What a beautiful man!"

“…”

At this time, where should he find Xiaoyu for Tong Yi?

"Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu..."

"real?"

"Duanbao, are you happy to see me?"

After all, the cold and cold outside world, how can it be compared to the four seasons of the Divine Realm?

"I have been practicing hard recently and have been in the quiet room of the cave. It is rare to come out, it is rare to come out..."

"I'm here to ask you for something."

Aside him, Tu Shanzhuang, who turned into Wang Duanbao, was shocked and he didn't close his mouth.

Tu Shange, who was walking in front, paused and almost fell.

Therefore, the Tong family was very spoiled by him. I heard that Tong Gaolu intended to join the Wuguang Sect to practice Taoism, even if he was exhausted, he would do whatever he wanted.

However, it was precisely because of the spoiled Tong Yi that he developed a fearless temperament.

But three days later, he turned off the game and moved back to his residence.

"Dare to ask-"

"Boy, please." Chen Heng didn't answer either.

He bowed his hand slightly, and a thunderous lightning shot out of his sleeves!

"ah!"

Tong Yi shouted and quickly took out the talisman to protect him, but his arm was still cut off by thunder, and he fell to the sky with pain.

(End of this chapter)
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