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Yang Zhao ignored You You and allowed him to be burned into ashes bit by bit by the flames. The entire land of souls was filled with huge and mixed power.

Yang Zhao seemed to smell the soy sauce teppanyaki.

"very hungry……"

Hunger spread from the depths of his soul to his bones. Yang Zhao opened his red eyes and looked around at the soldiers around him. He reluctantly took out a dozen bags of compressed biscuits from his pocket, threw them into his mouth and chewed them. .

The more she chewed, the hungrier she became.

"I am a human being, I am a human being, I am a human being..."

"Prions, prions, prions..."

The soldiers around him watched Yang Zhao muttering as he ate. Although they couldn't understand what he was saying, they felt cold in their hearts and retreated back in unison.

After chewing the cookies, Yang Zhao took out a few more candies from the Qiankun bag and stuffed them into his mouth like he was swallowing jujube.

Taking one last look at the soldiers around her, she reluctantly closed her eyes and began to regulate her breathing.

The surrounding soldiers glanced at each other, but still did not dare to move.

When it was noon, Zhou Fengxian finally fished out Youyou's body. They found a magic weapon like a big bell and put it on the body. The mouth of the big bell was also covered with a large metal shield.

Even so, they did not dare to get too close. Zhou Fengxian used his spiritual power to hold the big bell and float it on the sea dozens of feet away from everyone.

He glanced at the soldiers who were moving around and was stunned.

"Is Yang Zhao awake?"

"Back to General, Senior Yang just woke up but after eating something..."

Zhou Fengxian raised his eyebrows, and Yang Zhao, who had been covered in tatters and blood, asked, "Did she just eat when she woke up without treating her injuries first?"

The soldiers looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Hey, this guy is interesting."

When Yang Zhao opened his eyes, there were already three flying boats around.

Except for a circle of soldiers surrounding him, several others were piled together, not knowing what they were saying.

Yang Zhao rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, grabbing everything that could be eaten from the Qiankun bag, such as small biscuits and small candy bars, and stuffed them into his stomach without even chewing them.

Finally, there was nothing left, so I cut off the bottle caps of the liquor and beer I was going to give as gifts, and poured them all into my stomach.

As soon as she woke up, everyone else looked over, and Zhou Fengxian came to Yang Zhao's side in one step.

"Hey, do you really eat as soon as you wake up?"

Several other figures dressed like generals also gathered around.

"What's going on with that look in her eyes? It feels like she's trying to eat someone."

"Possessed?"

"This wine is delicious enough..."

Yang Zhao was so hungry that he said, "Fellow Taoists, please stop teasing me and wait for me while I go find something to eat."

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed the dragon spear, dispersed the auspicious clouds, and fell into the sea with a thud.

After a while, Yang Zhao dragged two half-meter-long crabs from nowhere, and a black fish nearly two meters long came up.

The others watched blankly as she killed the fish and cut the crabs quickly, made a big water balloon, and threw the three of them and half a bottle of red wine into it to stew.

This method is bold and rough, but it can't match the good fish and crab. After a while, the fragrance wafts up.

Under the watch of a group of people, Yang Zhao was like a bottomless pit, eating two big crabs, a two-meter-long fish, and drank most of the fish soup.

After finally appeasing his rebellious stomach, Yang Zhao summoned the Cleansing Technique to sweep away the blood all over his body, straightened his tattered robes, and saluted everyone.

"Fellow Taoists, this is a joke. Yang Zhao has met all of you in Cangcheng City." Others returned the greetings, but Zhou Fengxian snorted coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Yang is really good at looking at people's dishes."

Yang Zhao looked at Zhou Fengxian in confusion.

"What is this fellow Taoist saying? I've been adjusting my breath for the past half day, so why don't you pick on me?"

"Humph."

Zhou Fengxian's face turned gloomy: "Fellow Daoist Yang, I asked you to show mercy many times before, but you insist on killing General You. Do you think my Great Zhou Xuanjia Army is a vegetarian?"

Yang Zhao looked surprised: "Fellow Taoist, this is the first time we have met. How could you have wronged me? When did you ask me to show mercy? Why didn't I know? You just put a big hat on me. I don't want to recognize!"

Seeing that she looked upright and didn't look like she was lying, the others turned to Zhou Fengxian with interest, with expressions like "Why do you bully women?"

"You bullshit!"

Zhou Fengxian frowned, his eyes showing a cold light.

"Yang Zhao, I'm warning you, I am the front officer of General Liu Zhengxia of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I am not someone you can get along with!"

"I was fighting fiercely with Na Yuyu at the time, and I never heard any pleas."

Hearing this, Yang Zhao's eyebrows stood up immediately.

"Don't say you are a general. Even if you are a general, you can't accuse me with empty words! There is reason in this bright world!"

Zhou Fengxian was not to be outdone: "Even if you didn't hear it, you still can't kill me as a Zhou soldier, let alone a general!"

Yang Zhao looked at the other party angrily and sneered.

"What you are saying is ridiculous. You only allow him to kill me, but not me to kill him? There is a mole in your Zhou army, which affects me, but why do you blame me for killing?"

Seeing Yang Zhao take a step back with a gloomy expression, Zhou Fengxian became furious and roared.

"Yang Zhao!"

A strong wind suddenly started blowing, and a middle-aged man raised his hand to hold a big hammer.

"Old Zhou, why are you crazy?"

Zhou Fengxian looked at Yang Zhao who was hiding a hundred meters away, his eyes burning.

"I'm not crazy, she provoked me! She is suspecting that I am a mole!"

Several other people quickly surrounded Zhou Fengxian, hugging his arms and putting away his hammer. He couldn't get out, and soon he was lifted onto a flying boat.

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Zhao in the distance and directly pulled Zhou Fengxian over.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, we won't be delayed in the Windswept Realm for a long time. General Liu should be impatient. Please ask fellow Daoist to get on the boat and we'll set off right now."

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "I can go up, but no one will kill me, right?"

The middle-aged man had a business-like expression on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, don't be ridiculous. If we want to kill you, we will do it while you are adjusting your breath. The situation in the Windswept Realm is unknown, so we'd better leave quickly."

Yang Zhao blinked and asked, "Where are the soldiers with me? I'm with them."

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly: "Those soldiers were injured trying to find us and are undergoing treatment. I'm afraid it's not convenient to see fellow Taoist. After a day or two, when their injuries are better, they will naturally go to thank fellow Taoist."

Injuried? A day or two?

Yang Zhao almost laughed out of anger. Is this because he was afraid that she and the soldiers would collude in confessing?

"Okay, please point me to a flying boat for me to ride on, fellow Taoist."

The middle-aged man pointed upward: "Fellow Daoist Yang, please follow me."