The beautiful woman lying among the flowers quickly ran away, furious.
The car stopped suddenly and made a violent friction sound.
The driver said in horror: "I...I didn't press the brakes."
Yang Yifei raised his eyebrows, showing murderous intent, and said: "Stop the car."
The driver quickly released the accelerator and stopped the car.
The beautiful woman was half annoyed and half angry, and said: "You almost hit someone. You have to pay for it."
Yang Yifei's eyes flashed and he said coldly: "How dare you be so presumptuous even though you're just deceiving people?"
Master Chixin and the magical weapons from Dalin Temple were unable to defeat Yang Yifei. How dare this woman come to die?
The woman smiled sweetly: "As expected of Yang Zong."
Yang Yifei said: "Send your name, Yang will not kill unknown people."
The woman said softly: "Yang Zong, why do you do this? I don't have any ill intentions."
"Huh." Yang Yifei snorted coldly.
The woman said: "It's cold outside and I don't have much clothes on. Can you bear to let me suffer the cold?"
As he spoke, he twisted his body to expose more skin.
Yang Yifei said calmly: "If you have something to say, talk about it, and if you have nothing to do, go and die."
The woman's face was straight, dignified and elegant, and she said: "Why would Yang Zong refuse people thousands of miles away?"
Yang Yifei's eyes flashed, and the woman screamed and quickly dodged. Two balls of flame appeared where she originally stood, lifting half of the ground with a bang.
The originally steady flow of traffic was immediately interrupted, with sharp horns blaring everywhere.
The woman said: "I am arrogant and domineering, but I, Yang Zong, live up to my reputation. But if we continue like this, everyone will have no way out."
Yang Yifei glanced at her lightly, turned around and got into the car.
The woman followed her into the car. When she saw Xue Chuqing, she smiled and said, "No wonder Yang Zong doesn't want to let people in. It turns out that the luxury car hides the beauty. Don't you like flying together?"
Yang Yifei snorted coldly.
Xue Chuqing looked at the woman nervously, feeling an inexplicable threat.
The woman exclaimed, "You're still a virgin? Little sister, you can't do it. I'll teach you a few tricks later, which will definitely make Yang Zong want to stop."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "Tell me what it is."
The woman looked solemn and said: "Hua Xixiang, the master of Huayue Palace, pays homage to Yang Zong." Her expression changed and she smiled, "You can also call me Xiangxiang."
"Bah, you are so shameless." Xue Chuqing cursed in her heart. Just two people left, and another one came. Why are some women so shameless?
Yang Yifei said: "The Master of Flower Palace is also fifty or sixty years old, right?"
Hua Xixiang's expression froze, and she almost gritted her teeth and said, "I'm only over forty, not fifty."
"Oh. I wonder what Aunt Hua wants from Yang?" Yang Yifei asked.
He is only in his twenties, so he has absolutely no problem calling Aunt Hua Xixiang.
"Ahhh..." Hua Xixiang almost collapsed.
Which woman wants to be called old? Who wants to be called aunt?
Xue Chuqing snickered on the side, but she didn't expect that Yang Zong, who was always serious, also had this side.
Hua Xixiang calmed down instantly and said angrily: "Yang Zong is so bullying. She is so young, how can she call her aunty?"
She twisted her body slightly, "They say that Yang Zong is lustful, and there are many women around him at all times. I thought he was a man, but he turned out to be a gentleman. I hope this valley master can help you and let you taste the beauty of the world."
Yang Yifei's eyes suddenly changed. The spacious carriage turned into a big bed, covered with flowers. Hua Xixiang and Xue Chuqing were lying side by side on the bed, naked, and she spoke tactfully, looking at him with watery eyes, waiting for his blessing.
"snort!"
Yang Yifei snorted coldly, the illusion exploded, and he returned to the carriage.
He said coldly: "If you don't say anything, you will die."
Hua Xixiang's expression changed. She didn't expect that her best technique would be of no use to Yang Yifei.
She screamed: "How is that possible? This is the most famous Kung Fu in this valley. No one can resist it. The stronger you are, the easier it is to fall into it. How can you break it?"
Yang Yifei was scornful.
What a spring night is, it’s nothing more than magic power.
Still a remnant.
Real magic power allows you to follow the path without even realizing it, without any obvious flaws.
This is also Yang Yifei's misunderstanding of Hua Xixiang.
He cultivates spiritual consciousness and has a strong spirit, so he cannot be confused by ordinary methods.
Others do not have the corresponding exercises to cultivate their spirit. They only rely on incidental training during practice. If their spirit is weak, how can they resist the temptation of the fragrance of flowers.
Yang Yifei blinked his eyes, and there were blazing flames in his eyes.
Hua Xixiang said quickly: "Stop, please listen to me."
The flames turned into pupils in Yang Yifei's eyes, like the scorching sun, unable to look directly.
Hua Xixiang glanced at it, groaned, lowered her head quickly, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her eyes, wiped it away gently, and said resentfully: "Yang Zong is such a hero, why is he so cold-hearted?"
Yang Yifei frowned, and Hua Xixiang continued: "All your foundations in Nanjiang have been investigated, and you should get the news."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "If this is all, you can leave."
Hua Xixiang said in surprise: "Don't you want to know who did it?"
"I don't want to," Yang Yifei said simply. "Anyway, all the people with suspicions will be killed."
Hua Xixiang's heart trembled, and then she realized what true arrogance and domineering meant.
If you have any suspicion, you will be beaten to death!
There is no such person.
How can I go against this?
This was the first time she met such a person.
In the past, no matter whether their character was cruel or cold, whether they were rational or irritable, there were traces to follow and weaknesses to exploit.
But the man in front of him had no weaknesses at all.
Maybe there was, but she couldn't find it.
With all your skills, I only punched you.
One effort can bring down ten levels.
Hua Xixiang felt helpless and had no choice but to say: "We, Huayue Palace, are willing to cooperate with Yang Zong to help you solve your trouble, as long as we get 30% of the profit from the water of life."
She originally planned to force out the method of making the water of life, but now she changed her mind.
Yang Yifei said calmly: "You can go."
Hua Xixiang's eyes widened with a naive look: "You are not worthy of the specific situation of our Huayue Palace, we..."
Yang Yifei said: "I said you can leave. If you don't leave, do you want to die here?"
Hua Xixiang was startled, and glanced at Yang Yifei bitterly, with a sad expression that even Xue Chuqing couldn't stand, and almost spoke to help intercede.
"That's all. Since Yang Zong doesn't like it, I can just leave. Huh, what a cruel man."
Hua Xixiang actually opened the car door and left.
Yang Yifei frowned and ordered to drive.
At this time, there was a soft hum from the side, Xue Chuqing twisted her body, her face turned crimson, and even her neck was pink.
Following this soft hum, a fire surged up in Yang Yifei's body, ready to move.
The flowers smelled fragrant and giggles came from outside: "This is my palace's secret medicine. Flowers can be broken when they bloom. Flowers must be broken when they bloom. Don't wait until there are no flowers left. If no one breaks them within a quarter of an hour, they will turn into fallen flowers."
Kongzhi, do Yang Zong like it? No need to thank me."
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