If Mr. Yang really forced Maoshan to hand over the things they got, he would probably have to break the solid relationship they had just accumulated not long ago.
"You're too much, you want too much," Old Master Yang said unwillingly.
Xiang Que smiled and said, "You can measure which end is heavy and which end is light. I want a lot of it, but you also have to understand one thing. You are in a difficult situation now. If you choose to go my way, you have to agree.
My request, otherwise at worst, we will fight for both sides and see who suffers."
Xiang Que is sure that Old Master Yang will not bet on the Yang family’s millennium foundation. If the family is gone, everything will be clouds. If the Yang family does not exist in a hundred years, will it be useful to say that these are all useful?
Does the Yang family's direct and side divisions have dozens of lives and Xiangqian's tone?
Once a family continues for a long time, hundreds or thousands of years, the people of the Zhang family will feel that a heavy burden is pressed on their shoulders. It is inevitable to seek the glory of the family. On the contrary, no one wants a long history.
The family was destroyed in his own hands.
Old Master Yang, who is a mature man, immediately said: "In Maoshan, Longhushan, our Yang family will help you unconditionally without any feng shui needs. You don't need to pay a penny, and you will still do your best."
Zhao Lijun glanced at Li Qiuzi and said, "The thing is not in my hands, so this matter has nothing to do with me."
Zhao Lijun instantly discovered that he was suddenly isolated, Zhang Shoucheng was not there, Li Qiuzi had the luck of heaven and didn't care about such things at all. Only Maoshan had no luck and took the Tai Chi diagram and the magic whip. Now the Yang family
Go back, do you say you will give it to me or not?
If you don’t give it, Old Master Yang seems to have been given a meal by Xiang Que. How frustrating would he be if he gives it. Is this a painless abortion? It’s over before it even started.
"I haven't started to settle accounts with you yet. Let this go. Brother Maoshan, you should be content. I don't plan to keep you. It's good. Do you believe it or not? I want Mr. Yang to let you go. Do you believe it or not?
Feng Shui is just a matter of just one sentence, but someone will decide your life. I don’t plan to interfere in this matter. Although I won’t kill you, I decided from now on I will not give in to you every time I see you.
You have a good time, and you must make you feel aggrieved all the way." Xiang Que smiled, smiling coldly and ruthlessly. Doesn't he want Zhao Lijun's life?
Xiang Que even thought that even if Zhao Lijun died and entered the underworld, he would not let him have a good life, but why didn't he kill him? Zhao Lijun's life was decided by Cao Qingdao. After all, Lao Cao was cheated by him and died indirectly.
In hand.
If Cao Qingdao failed to reincarnate with his memory, Xiang Que might have tried every means to kill Zhao Lijun after he died.
"Pu" Zhao Lijun was very aware of the current situation and threw the bag containing the Tai Chi diagram and the magic whip on the ground: "Let's go, let's meet sooner or later."
"Then I'll see you again, I can't shake hands." Xiang Que suddenly walked to Su He with a smile.
Su He looked at him with a complicated expression, Xiang Que leaned into her ear and whispered: "I haven't had time to tell you something recently when I met."
"What?" Su He asked.
"Your lips are soft and cold, and very comfortable." Xiang Que suddenly turned his head in a flash, and his thick big lips rubbed past Su He's cheeks.
"You...bastard," Su He said, biting his mouth [Zone 8 www.dibaquxsw.top].
Zhao Lijun pointed at him angrily and said, "Can you be like a person? It's too imprisonable?"
Your mother, I haven't even touched Su He's hand a few times. Why is your big lips so shameless? Xiang Que is so unreasonable. He is actually quite shameless in front of Zhao Lijun's
He teased Su He on the face.
Xiang Que curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Who are you with? Did you treat yourself as a human being when you betrayed Cao Qingdao? I said Zhao Lijun. From now on, I will never bring you every time I see you.
Yes, it will be what I am most willing to do to make you feel frustrated all the way.”
Su He glared at him hatefully and walked down the mountain without looking back.
Only Old Master Yang, Yang Feier, Wang Kunlun were left on the mountain, Qi'an who suddenly popped up, Wang Xuanzhen, and Yang Zhenghe who was tied up.
"What should he do?" Xiang Que pointed at Wang Xuanzhen and frowned.
"I'll talk about him later. Let's take a look at that old man first." Qi'an walked to Yang Zhenghe. At this time, his whole body was black and purple. The wound on his chest was ulcerated on a large area and thick black blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
, people seem to be exhausted.
Yang Feier and Old Master Yang didn't understand, so they could only stand anxiously and watched. Qi'an took out a white porcelain bottle from his body. After unscrewing it, an extremely fresh fragrance of medicine floated out of the bottle and poured out a pill.
The pure white thumb cover-sized pills were evenly sprinkled on Yang Zhenghe's ulcerated wounds after being crushed.
The wound, which was already black and smelly, began to churn, and the flesh was rising and falling like boiling water. Qi'an then took out seven silver needles and inserted them quickly into Yang.
On the Qiji acupoints of the Zhenghe.
The thick black blood flowing out of Yang Zheng and the seven orifices slowly stopped, and there was constant black blood flowing out of the wound cut by Wang Xuanzhen's fingernails. After a while, when blood flowed out, Qi'an collected seven silver needles.
"The corpse poison has been temporarily blocked, but I have to find a way to get the black gas that pestered him out, otherwise the person will not be able to save it at all." Qi'an Chang breathed, pointing at Wang Xuanzhen, who was tied up and said: "
Unfortunately, the people from Maoshan left, otherwise I could turn his corpse back after drawing a soul-suppressing talisman.”
"He can't use him here, I'll do it," said Xiang Que.
Qi'an asked, "In addition to knowing Taoist attack secret techniques, do you actually know how to draw talismans?"
"I know more, maybe I haven't studied it much except for having a baby."
"Draw a soul-suppressing talisman and paste it on his seal hall, seal his three souls and seven spirits, and I'll just come."
Xiang Que drew a soul-suppressing talisman and stuck it on Wang Xuanzhen's seal hall. The fat man who had been struggling suddenly stopped moving. Qi'an pulled out a silver needle and inserted it on his eyebrows at a very fast speed. The silver needle was gone.
in the end.
"I'll go, you didn't stab anyone to death now, right?" Xiang Que was speechless.
"Ignorance" Qi'an frowned and said, taking out a handful of scissors to cut Wang Xuanzhen's clothes from top to bottom, revealing his black and purple body.
Qi'an got closer, and his eyes started to look carefully on Wang Xuanzhen from top to bottom, and then pointed to a part of his thigh and said, "He was bitten by a zombie here."
Wang Xuanzhen had two wounds that were seven or eight centimeters apart at the base of his thighs. The wound was a regular cylindrical shape, and it looked very much like he had been bitten by something's teeth.
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