I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 190

Things in the world are always full of strange things, Zang Yu wanted to avoid Zhang Wuyang, but he never imagined that he would meet Zhang Wuyang one day.

A tavern in Xuanhuang City, used to seeing the prosperity in the world so high that it is really high, Lu Yan came to Zhang Wuyang's small courtyard early in the morning, and then the two wore masks and met Xuanhuang City Lord. Let me know and pretend to be a young couple who came to Xuanhuang City to make a living.

The good name is: savor life.

In fact, Zhang Wuyang refused. After all, it is not appropriate to be a good saint. She only comes to understand the lives of mortals when she has a pit in her head.

It's a pity that Your Excellency the Holy Maiden can't change her mind, so she can only sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman.

Of course, life will not be lost, but it is not 01:30 to lose face.

The two of them clearly carried thousands of taels of silver, but it still took more than a day to enter the city from outside the city, from the initial status of Lu Ping to the current acquisition of this tavern.

At this moment, Your Excellency the Holy Maiden regretted it, and lied weakly on the table doubting her life. By the way, she made it clearer about her ambition to dominate the world as an empress in the future. On the contrary, it was Zhang Wuyang who was clattering on the counter with a plate in his hands, doing a very good job. The way a tavernkeeper should be.

In the past, Your Excellency the Holy Maiden admired young master Zhang's talent and learning, but always despised young master Zhang's superficial knowledge, and mocked young master Zhang for his indifference to those major events in the world.

Now, what should be despised is still despised, but there is one more feeling that this kid is really knowledgeable and talented.

"Boss, a pot of Wangmengzun and a plate of rich meat."

Zang Yulai's travels are full of dust.

Knowing that Young Master Zhang was in Xuanhuang City, but the Tianji Gate was located in the north of Xuanhuang City, Zang Yu didn't want to go too far, so he simply sneaked to Xuanhuang City, intending to eat something before leaving.

On the counter, Zhang Wuyang was confused by Zang Yu's sudden shout.

Staring at Zang Yu who was already seated, he didn't say a word, until Zang Yu yelled again strangely.

"Boss, I'm talking to you! Here's a pot of Wangmengzun and a plate of meat."

With an embarrassed smile, Zhang Wuyang grinned and finally said, "My lord, how many dishes have you had? Are you so drunk?"

"what?"

"What?" Pointing to the plaque at the door, Zhang Wuyang said helplessly: "Look at the size of my plaque, but it's only one or two meters high and two feet wide. If you sell our store, I'm afraid you won't be able to sell many of them. some money?"

"A pot of Wangmengzun is priced at a thousand gold, a plate of rich meat is priced at platinum, boy, I've scraped off all my flesh, I'm afraid I can't make it all up?"

Zang Yu: "..."

Staring fixedly at the dilapidated plaque Zhang Wuyang pointed to, he was a little embarrassed.

Because he didn't want to make a fuss, and he didn't want to meet the young master of the Zhang family who he didn't know, Zang Yu came to an inconspicuous shop. For the first time, he also knew that in this world, there are people who even sell Wangmengzun. Terrific storefront.

Reluctantly waved his hands, lying on the table weakly, his whole body was full of decadence.

Inexplicably, he even glanced at Lu Yan.

At this time, the two people are obviously in the same state, and they are unconsciously sympathetic to each other.

Then... Zang Yu was recognized.

Standing up with staring eyes, Lu Yan walked to the seat in front of Zang Yu and sat down.

"Master Zang Yu?"

puff~
Before Zang Yu said anything, Zhang Wuyang was the first to spit out a mouthful of water.

I have been listening to Conan talking about this Zang Yu for the past few days, but it is a pity that Conan did not start the live broadcast, so I have never seen him. At this time, Lu Yan called out the other party's name, and there was a feeling that we would never meet again in life.

Regardless of other things, just saying that Zang Yu was able to tell at a glance that Conan turned out to be a person from outside the territory, and that he was blessed by the god of death, it all shows that this guy who is usually lazy and out of tune is not an ordinary person.

After the members of the chat group came to Xingyuan Realm, Zhang Wuyang would arrange a layer of superficial isolation means for everyone through the chat group, and ordinary god kings would not be able to see everyone's heels.

But the one in front of him can not only see it, but also see it deeper. This is something that only Zhang Luo, a half-dead god king, can do so far.

Unlike Zhang Luo, Zhang Luo's realm fell due to damage to the foundation of the immortal, while Zang Yu's cultivation was no more than supernatural powers.

Staring blankly at the disguised Lu Yan, Zang Yu was beating drums, swallowing, and asked weakly with a guilty conscience: "Girl, do you know me?"

This your character is very good.

Lu Yan also smiled abruptly, Bai Meisheng.

The mask was taken off, and the face that was disastrous to the country and the people appeared in front of Tibetan.

Boom!
Snapped!
There is no joy of meeting old friends, no excitement of meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, but full of fear.

Zhang Wuyang felt pain when his butt fell off the stool and made a crisp contact with the ground.

Before it was over, there was a spare free tea in the tavern on the table, and Zang Yu bumped into it in a panic, and he was soaked in the water in an instant.Fortunately, the teapot was made of wood, so it didn't break after it fell to the ground, otherwise it would have cost Zhang Dashao a few coins to replenish it.

"You, you, me, I..."

"Uh, Mr. Zang Yu, what's wrong?"

There were no guests in the tavern, and Lu Yan was not restrained, sitting there was strange and generous.

"Saint Lu Yan?!"

"It's me."

Puff~~~
I vomited blood.

Really vomiting blood!
Lu Yan subconsciously blocked it, but the scalding blood still flowed all over the table, and then fell to the ground in a tick-tock.

Regardless of the blood in his mouth, Zang Yu looked at Zhang Wuyang and said eagerly: "Tell me, you are not the son of the Zhang family."

"I am, why do you say no?"

Zhang Wuyang was surprised, and Zang Yu collapsed.

Raising his left hand tremblingly, looking at a scar on the palm, his eyes lost focus.

"Turning trauma?!"

Lu Yan also saw it and was very shocked.

Tianjimen is good at calculating the secrets of heaven, even known as a saint.

But such a powerful immortal sect has never had a saint, because of this traumatic injury.

Transforming trauma is the backlash brought about by the Tianji Gate when calculating the heavenly secrets, and this kind of backlash can only be obtained by the calculating saints.

Similarly, as a group of people who are closest to Tianji, if they want to become saints, they can only find another way, that is to calculate saints.

An unsolvable knot!

"You actually calculated a saint?! Divine power calculates a saint, don't you want to live anymore?"

"Saint?" When Lu Yan mentioned it, Zang Yu's out-of-focus eyes suddenly came back to life, and his whole body fell into a kind of rage: "I'm fucking mentally retarded! I can calculate a saint!!!"

He pointed at Zhang Wuyang and burst into tears.

This is the last thing I want to see in my life.

Just because of this guy, I was so arrogant that I planned to completely cut off your path to becoming a saint in one fell swoop at the peak of the fairyland.

At the beginning, I just calculated it out of curiosity, God knows why I would have this kind of backlash.

"Forehead."

Shut up resentfully, Lu Yan stopped talking.

Calculating Zhang Wuyang, this guy is also a talent, such a lazy guy is worth your risk?With this kind of idleness, calculating whether or not Gu Beiyuan can become a saint, that's what we should do, right?
In the great tragedy of life, Zang Yu cried for a long, long time, and continued to cry intermittently until dark, leaving the tavern, which was originally in a downturn, empty of anyone.

The whole tavern was filled with sorrow and resentment.

Until late at night, Zang Yu stood up with complicated emotions.

It was as if he could leave directly from Xuanhuang City today but stayed unconsciously.

In short, it is very contradictory.

"Zhang Wuyang!"

"Fuck it! Shouting loudly for a fight!"

(End of this chapter)