Ye Lang became a little irritable because of Zhang Ling'er, and suddenly said viciously:
Although I can't do anything to you, there are quite a lot of Bingluxueyuan natives and they are very interested in foreign women. Believe it or not, I will let a hundred Bingluxueyuan natives come to Wushan Yunyu with you right now.
I believe those native Kungfu are many times better than Feng Wuji, Ye Lang said to Zhang Ling'er sadly.
Zhang Ling'er was immediately frightened. This native of Bingluxueyuan was notoriously ugly in Cangyun Continent, of course because of his ugly appearance.
Especially the man in the icy land was surprisingly ugly. After hearing what Ye Lang said, Zhang Ling'er was finally scared. He stopped talking and could only endure the howling cold wind.
She would rather freeze to death than be raped to death by those ugly natives of the icy roads and snowfields.
However, Zhang Ling'er was also shocked when she heard that Ye Lang was going to Feng Wuji.
She knew that Ye Lang knew about her and Feng Wuji's affairs, but now it was extremely difficult to escape, and with the riots at the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Evil Suppression Formation.
In this world, as long as the breath of cultivation above the Baoqi realm is exposed, it will be sucked away by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Evil Suppressing Formation. It would be great if the master of the family is still in this world. At this moment, Feng Ling'er felt a little regretful.
She really regretted it. Zeng Ling'er especially liked to be a spy. On the one hand, she attracted Feng Wuji, but on the other hand, she was a little tempted by Feng Wuji.
On the other hand, she also wanted to obtain more benefits from Mr. Yunfeng through Feng Wuji.
Don't worry! After you freeze to death, I will throw you into the ice cave where your body will not decay for thousands of years. When you die, I will let Feng Wuji come and bury you with you.
You two bitches, Ye Lang's cold and low voice sounded again.
Hearing that Ye Lang actually wanted to kill Feng Wuji, Feng Ling'er felt a pain in her heart:
Ye Lang, please don't kill Feng Lang. This is my space ring for you. Zhang Ling'er took off his space ring and threw it to Ye Lang. Ye Lang took the space ring.
She has been flying in the vast icy road and snowfield for a day. The body of a Qi-holding warrior is really strong. Although this Ling'er has lost its cultivation, it is more accurate to say that it was abolished by herself.
But other than shivering in the air which was at least 20 degrees below zero, I didn't feel any discomfort.
Ye Lang's hatred for Fengling'er did not weaken because she handed over the space ring. Ye Lang took out the Cangyun Continent and looked at the ice road and snowfield, which was at least one-tenth the size of the solar system.
He had indeed vented his anger a little, and thought for a moment that he had to kill Ling'er, but he had to make her suffer terribly before dying.
Ye Lang went to a city in Bingluxueyuan. This city was called Binglu City. It was a city with a population of hundreds of millions. Ye Lang sealed Zhang Ling'er's mute point.
Zhang Ling'er looked at Ye Lang in horror, not knowing what he wanted to do. Ye Lang was now a great master of martial arts and had a superb grasp of the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body.
He once again used an acupoint technique learned from the ancient Chinese martial arts to seal several acupoints on Zhang Ling'er's body.
Enjoy your remaining seven days! Ye Lang looked at Zhang Ling'er with cold eyes and casually picked up a piece of animal skin to wrap Zhang Ling'er.
Binglu City is a gathering place for countless merchants from Cangyun Continent, and of course there are all kinds of entertainment that satisfy men. Ye Lang put on a mask and turned into an ordinary person with a wretched appearance.
He quietly landed at the largest brothel in Binglu City and quickly found the madam here.
The madam looked at the charming Zhang Ling'er and immediately beamed:
Oh, what a handsome woman, she will definitely become the top one here. Zhang Ling'er finally knew what Ye Lang wanted to do, and she suddenly felt extremely frightened from her eyes, but she couldn't make any sound from her throat.
Oops, why is he a mute? What a pity. How about five hundred taels of gold? The old bustard saw that the charming Feng Ling'er didn't know much about such things.
It can bring her at least tens of thousands taels of gold income in one night.
The deal was done, Ye Lang didn't care at all, he took the 500 taels of gold handed over by the madam and turned around and left, leaving only Zhang Ling'er with a look of despair.
For seven days in a row, the Huacheng Courtyard in Binglu City was very popular. Countless people spent a lot of money on a woman named Feng Jie.
The price even reached tens of thousands of taels of gold overnight, but seven days later the famous prostitute disappeared mysteriously. Even Ye Lang couldn't find Zhang Ling'er and had to give up.
There were countless businessmen who felt sorry for this prostitute named Feng Jie. Ye Lang just thought it was funny and he had already taken off his mask.
He has been wandering around Ice Road City these days. The temperature here is very low, but the ice sculptures on the street are a unique feature of Ice Road City.
Arriving at Jiang Laoshi Donkey Meat Restaurant, Ye Lang sat down quietly and lit a cigarette. People in this world smoked native cigarettes, but the outside was white and didn't look much different from cigarettes on Earth.
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Jiang Laoshi is a honest, middle-aged fat man who has become very familiar with Ye Lang these days. Jiang Laoshi immediately brought over a large plate of steaming donkey meat.
Ye Lang picked up a piece of donkey meat and chewed it carefully. Although it was rumored that most of the natives of the Ice Road Snowfield were ugly, it was not absolutely true.
Jiang Laoshi's wife is a native of Bingluxue Plain, but she has an ordinary appearance and is not as ugly as ordinary natives.
At this time, it was approaching night, and many merchants who had finished their busy day came to Jiang Laoshi Donkey Meat Restaurant one after another.
Jianglao donkey meat is made from a kind of donkey called snow donkey that lives on the ice and snow fields. It tastes very delicious.
Ye Lang is actually a foodie, and he finished a large plate of donkey meat very quickly, but Jiang Laoshi knew that Ye Lang was probably a warrior, and the appetite of a warrior was at least three or four times that of an ordinary person, even if he was in the first level of the body training realm.
Jiang Laoshi also has a good impression of Ye Lang's return to the young people who frequent his shop every day. Not only is he generous with his money, but he is also very easy-going.
After going back and forth, I became familiar with the place. There were not many guests. Jiang Laoshi would chat with Ye Lang in his spare time. Ye Lang occasionally envied Jiang Laoshi for his ordinary life. His wife was very virtuous and the couple lived a simple life.
Flavorful.
Earth, when will I be able to return to my loved ones whom I have longed for?
Ye Lang thought again of the warmth he felt with his relatives in his dream. It felt so hard to let go, as well as his friends who had appeared in his dream, and the woman named Miao Meng, and more.
Just when Ye Lang was lost in memories, a group of ferocious Binglu Snowfield natives broke into Jiang Laoshi's shop.
Headed by a monkey with a short and thick body, thick limbs, an upturned nose and protruding cheekbones, it gave people the impression that it was not fully evolved. It was really as ugly as it could be.
Jiang Laoshi, when will you pay the land protection fee this month?
Jiang Laoshi took out five taels of silver and handed it to the strong man at the head and said: "Master Yang Yong, here it is for you. The man named Yang Yong finally put the five taels of silver handed over by Jiang Laoshi into his arms:"
Starting from this month, the monthly protection fee will be fifteen taels.
Jiang Laoshi's face was stunned:
Yang Tou, you see, this small shop can only earn a dozen taels of silver per month. Isn’t this too much?
The indigenous bully named Yang Yong slapped the table:
Jiang Laoshi, I think you don’t want to do business anymore, so get out of here. Then Yang Yong, the gangster leader, asked his men to drive away all the customers in Jiang Laoshi’s shop. A gangster came to Ye Lang:
Boy, go drink somewhere else, we Snow Wolf will do the work, get out of here.
Ye Lang remained unmoved and continued to smoke cigarettes and eat donkey meat on the table.
Boy, are you deaf or mute? Get out of here. After saying that, he was about to slap Ye Lang on the face. Ye Lang grabbed the wrist of that gangster without even looking.
Suddenly, a howl like a killing pig came from the gangster's mouth, and Ye Lang threw the man to the street outside with a light throw.
Yang Yong saw that there were still people who dared not to stand in front of him: Brothers, come on, a dozen gangsters immediately took out their swords and came towards Ye Lang.
Ye Lang stood up and pressed towards the group of gangsters with overwhelming power. Yang Yong, the leader, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Even though he was a little bully in Binglu City, he felt chilled in his heart.
Get lost! Ye Lang said calmly.
One by one, the gangsters hurriedly rolled on the ground and were about to leave Jiang Laoshi's shop.
Stop! Ye Lang shouted softly again, and the group of gangsters immediately froze on the spot.
I took out all the money I had. Those gangsters did not dare to disobey under the pressure of Ye Lang's martial arts power. If Yuangang realm warriors want to compare with ordinary people, the difference is simply like an elephant and an ant. The difference is not on the same level at all.
Moreover, martial arts in this world are not prosperous, and you can basically walk sideways wherever you are at the peak of physical training.
Those gangsters put all the money on the table. Ye Lang saw that there was at least one thousand taels of silver:
Get lost! When Ye Lang told them to get lost, those gangsters crawled away from Jiang Laoshi’s Donkey Meat Restaurant like Meng Dashe.
However, Ye Lang did not touch the money and said honestly to Jiang:
Brother Jiang, please collect the money, Ye Lang said calmly, but Jiang Laoshi put the money in front of Ye Lang:
Little brother, take the money and leave. Snow Wolf will not let you go unless he is a kind person, but Jiang Laoshi asked Ye Lang to take the money and leave.
Ye Lang shook his head indifferently:
Brother Jiang, no need, I don't need this little money, but it's not easy for you to make a living in this frozen world.
Yes! If it weren't for the war in our country, why would I come to the ice road and snowfield to seek a living?
Jiang Laoshi couldn't resist and had to keep the thousand taels of silver. Ye Lang stayed at the inn next to Jiang Laoshi's house. After eating and drinking, he walked on the broad street of Binglu City with some emotion.
To be honest, taking revenge on Zhang Ling'er really gave me a lot of pleasure.
This Ice Road City does not belong to any country in this world, but is a city built jointly by traveling merchants and indigenous people. Now the owner of the city is an indigenous person from the Ice Road Snowfield, and it is rumored that his cultivation is unfathomable.
However, Ye Lang didn't take it to heart. When he was on Earth, he was used to going out for a walk alone after dinner.
Of course, that was when he was a loser and an otaku, and when he came to this world in his mind, he unknowingly started walking alone again.
Just as he was enjoying the night view of Binglu City, hundreds of people from both sides of the street surrounded him with swords, guns and sticks.
The leader was a strong man with the same short stature and ugly face, but he exuded the aura of the peak of Yijin. Ye Lang also found it funny for a while. (To be continued)