proud of the sky

Chapter 136
This time when I went home for dinner, I had a different feeling, it was something about the Qian family.And with so much compensation, the atmosphere of the whole Ling family became much more cheerful.After a meal, Zhang Muyang even felt the feeling of a hairy son-in-law coming to accept scrutiny.

After dinner, Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing returned to the hotel, but before they reached the hotel entrance, Zhang Muyang narrowed his eyes suddenly, and two figures approached him.

One old and one young.

Among them, the old man was Li Mo, the old Taoist invited by Zhang Mukun that day. After being frightened by Zhang Muyang for a second, he directly confessed, lest Zhang Muyang would be upset and kill him, but at this time he no longer had that fear.

Zhang Muyang smiled slightly and was about to speak when a young Taoist beside Li Mo stood up.This young Taoist, about 25 years old, with a handsome face and dressed in a blue Taoist robe, was looking at Zhang Muyang.With a proud expression, he raised his chin slightly and raised the corners of his mouth. The smile he outlined seemed more like a mockery, and he said loudly, "Your Excellency is the Zhang family's advocate Mu Yang?"

Zhang Muyang said to Ling Bing who was next to him while walking: "Bing'er, since the family affairs are over. How about going back to Zhong Hai with me?"

Seeing that Zhang Muyang ignored him at all, the young Taoist's face changed slightly, but he never had an attack. When he squinted his eyes, he always let out a cold snort that could not be detected.Quickly walked a few steps, stopped in front of Zhang Muyang, and said with a bit of impatience: "I am a disciple of Kunlun, and I am here to give a message to our young master. Our young master invites you to meet at Xiaonanhu in three days. .”

Although the young Taoist's words were polite, his expression was full of arrogance.He didn't take Zhang Muyang seriously at all. This visit was just a routine business.

When Zhang Muyang heard the word Kunlun, his footsteps paused slightly. The name was really familiar to him. At the beginning, he entered the small world of Shennong due to a coincidence. The son was snatched away abruptly.This directly led to my slow cultivation, and I was at the bottom of the cultivation world, and I only made it through hundreds of years.

Seeing that Zhang Muyang's eyes were still as indifferent as before, the young Taoist didn't take what he said to heart at all, and immediately said angrily: "Our young master doesn't like to wait for others, otherwise it will delay our young master's time, you I can't afford it."

"Oh!" Zhang Muyang responded, his expression changed, but he said proudly: "So what? You young masters don't care about me!"

The young Taoist stood upright, obviously very proud of his identity, and raised his head with great pride.But Zhang Muyang's words made him feel stuck in his throat, and he stopped abruptly.Immediately afterwards, his face changed, and he said angrily: "Bold!"

As soon as the words fell, the young Taoist had already rushed up, his figure flashing at a fast speed.This person has already reached the realm of Qi training.Compared with the average ancient martial arts master, it is already very good.But in Zhang Muyang's eyes, it wasn't enough.

Zhang Muyang frowned and snorted coldly.Also made a move.With just one touch, the young Taoist flew upside down, spitting blood.Obviously seriously injured.

Zhang Muyang looked at the two people who had been frightened, and snorted coldly: "Kunlun, you are so majestic. Don't be afraid, I won't kill you this time, I just want you to tell you young masters, if He, Qin Shaoze, wants to see me, so he will invite him in person."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Muyang turned around to look at Ling Bing, and said softly: "Binger, let's go back to the hotel."

When returning to the front of the hotel, Ling Bing finally couldn't help asking: "Mu Yang, is this Kunlun? Could it be the Kunlun in myths and legends?"

"Hey, I finally couldn't help asking, I was still guessing how long you can last?" Zhang Muyang said with a chuckle.

Ling Bing glanced at him, and gently squeezed Zhang Muyang's body, making a gesture to walk: "I'm still worried about you, but you are joking about me, so I ignore you."

Looking at Ling Bing, who was playing tricks on purpose, Zhang Muyang felt that she was cute and charming. He pulled her back, pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you. The Kunlun faction is actually a cultivator." It’s just a sect. It has nothing to do with myths and legends.”

"Ah! Cultivation sect? Then you'll be fine if you injure them." As soon as Ling Bing heard about the cultivation sect, Ling Bing's expression immediately became tense.

Ling Bing doesn't care about Kongtong or the Qian family.After practicing, she understood a truth.There is a world of difference between comprehension and vulgarity.How do you say that sentence, under the saints are all ants, in the hearts of cultivators, ordinary people are all ants.

What's more, Kongtong condoned his disciples to commit crimes, so he deserved to be killed.Kill and kill.It's nothing.However, they have risen to the level of comprehension practitioners.Ling Bing felt differently.

Zhang Muyang chuckled slightly, and said with some disdain: "It's okay, although they are monks like us, they are just superficial. We don't need to be afraid of them."

Ling Bing nodded, but still cared: "Well, then you still have to be careful."

Zhang Muyang was immediately moved when he heard this, and pecked Ling Bing lightly on the face.He smiled and said, "Well, thank you Bing'er for your concern. I will be careful."

But Zhang Muyang knew in his heart that it was not him who should be careful, but Kunlun.

While Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing were discussing Kunlun, in the capital, Li Mo had already returned to an antique courtyard with his seriously injured disciple.

"Boom~" There was a muffled sound, followed by a scream that he tried his best to suppress, and came out from the old man Li Mo.

He held his chest tightly with his hands, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he fell to the ground with a painful and hideous expression. He really wanted to stand up, but he didn't have the slightest strength.

"You mean, after he seriously injured Motel, he still knew my name? And then let you send me a message. If you want to see him, go there in person? Hehe, it's really interesting." The voice of the speaker was very soft, really Interestingly, this sentence, coming out of his mouth, has no meaning at all. To Li Mo's ears, it is like a bone scraping knife, constantly scraping back and forth on his bones.

Qin Shaoze was only 20 years old, tall and slender, with a fair complexion and a delicate face, especially the bursts of cold light from his slanted eyes, which made people daunting.

Li Mo was a little trembling at this time, and said in a low voice: "Young master, my subordinates will never dare to tell half a lie. This is really the case."

Qin Shaoze waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Get lost!"

Following Li Mo's quick exit, a person next to him immediately said: "Sect Master Shao, that Zhang Muyang is so courageous to touch our people, this is not giving us face, not giving face to Sect Master Shao. Do you want it?" The subordinate is now leading someone to bring his head back."

"Human head?"

Qin Shaoze shook his head, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked towards Zhang Muyang's current direction, and said slowly: "Killing Mo Tai in an instant is at least at the peak of Qi training, and it's not that easy to deal with. This Zhang Muyang is a bit interesting. I To meet him in person."

(End of this chapter)