I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 Yang Yu was a little ignorant.

　　 Ji Yonghao spent so much effort to make him agree to send Ji Hongxue away from the blue country.

　　 Now, one of Ji Hongxue's guards actually said that he was going to fire him and take his place?

　　 "So, you are dissatisfied with my execution, do you have an opinion?"

　　 An Bulang's eyes suddenly became cold, holding Yang Yu's hand, and also exerted a little force.

　　Yang Yuming is obviously a monk majoring in the cold department, but at the moment he felt a more terrifying chill on the other person's body, as if he said another "no" word, the whole person must be cool.

　　 "No...no opinion." Yang Yu felt that he could not beat An Lang.

　　 The current person is Junjie, he chose to give in.

　　An Bulangwen Yan released her hand with satisfaction and smiled, "Can you still move?"

　　 "Dare not move, dare not move." Yang Yu hurriedly shook his head.

　　 "Huh?" An Bulang pulled a long nose.

　　Yang Yu's entire cold face couldn't hold back: "You can move, you can move!!!"

　　 Ji Hongxue has seen the three views refreshed once, is this the benefit of power? The powerful monk who was still arrogant and cold before, no one looked down on, now turns to lick the dog under the almost unsolvable force of An Bulang.

　　 "Why are you still here?" An Bulang said, "Lead the way."

　　 "Ah?" Yang Yu froze.

　　 "How about the spirit stone Ji Yonghao gave you? I can't just fulfill my obligations and don't enjoy my rights!" An Bulang said seriously.

　　Yang Yu and Ji Hongxue both felt their chests were a little stuffy, and this boy's thoughts are now obvious.

　　He works so actively, the real purpose is for the spirit stone! !

　　 "Moving?" An Bulang said impatiently.

　　 "I move, I move!" Yang Yu gritted his teeth.

　　 "The spirit stone that Ji Yonghao paid me has been transferred to a carriage outside the city. I just intend to use that carriage to escape..."

　　 "It doesn't matter, lead the way!" An Bulang said without hesitation.

　　 "Sister Hongxue, you are optimistic about Yin Yin in the palace. These two days are extraordinary times, so don't make trouble." An Bulang asked.

　　 Ji Hongxue nodded cleverly, who is the one who likes to make trouble the most, do you not count?

　　An Bu Lang excitedly followed Yang Yu out of the palace.

　　 He asked Yang Yu how much spirit stone Ji Yonghao gave him.

　　Yang Yudao: "Give three hundred."

Snapped! ! An Bulang suddenly slaps in the past, shoots Yang Yu vomiting blood and falls to the ground, shouting: "To be honest!"

　　Yang Yu was ashamed and grieved: "I didn't lie..."

　　An Bulang carefully distinguished the other party's reaction, and then nodded with satisfaction: "Oh, I just wanted to test whether you lied, it seems that you are honest, I appreciate you very much."

　　Yang Yu opened his mouth wide, covering his red and swollen cheeks, and looked dull.

　　What is this operation?

　　I thought you praised me, would I forget what happened when you suddenly hit me?

　　 Before the change, Yang Yu had already drawn his sword in anger, and the sword chopped off the opponent.

　　 It is a pity that the gap between the two is so great that Yang Yu does not dare to annoy An Bulang and can only swallow his stomach.

　　 I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him...

　　 Yang Yu kept meditating in his heart and stressed, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

　　 He took An Bulang out of the palace and drove towards the escape point he had prepared in advance.

　　 A post outside the king city.

　　 There were two men dressed in purple clothes, with hats and unclear faces, standing beside a carriage.

　　 Soon after, Yang Yu and An Bulang appeared in their field of vision.

　　 They looked a little confused.

　　 Didn’t Yang Yu go to the palace to pick up the third princess of the country? Why did you pick a man back?

"These two names are Wang Lin and Wang Ling. They are also monks enshrined in the palace. They are two brothers. They are the top masters of the seven-fold body. They were originally sent by Ji Yonghao to cooperate with me in this action... Yang Yu took the initiative to introduce.

　　 "Senior Yang." Wang Lin and Wang Ling saw Yang Yu and immediately bowed to salute.

　　 "Hmm..." Yang Yu nodded a little indifferently, and he was quite good-natured. "Go, lift all my spirit stones out."

　　The two are unknown, but they still lifted a well-sealed box by word.

　　An Bulang opened the box and saw a faint green shiny spirit stone, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Very good, it is really three hundred. Although it is less than expected, it is better than nothing."

　　 said, he covered the box and took a few cloth strips to fix the box on the back. Then he turned away happily and waved, "Thank you."

　　 Yang Yu struggled to squeeze out a smile: "You're welcome..."

　　Wang Lin and Wang Ling saw that An Bulang had taken the spirit stone given by Ji Yonghao, and finally couldn't help it: "Senior Yang, this..."

　　Yang Yuyou sighed: "Did you still see it? We were fired."

　　 "How can the king make a comeback?" The two brothers filled with indignation.

　　 "No, we were dismissed by that man." Yang Yu pointed to the back of the white man carrying the suitcase and walking away with a light pace, murmured.

　　 "Why?" The two brothers still refused to accept.

　　Yang Yu's eyes were deep, Youyou said: "With your fists."

　　……

　　An Bulang carried a box of spirit stones, hummed Xiaoquer, and walked towards the king city.

　　 His mood is very good, because with these three hundred spirit stones, his realm will have a chance to be promoted from the seventh level of the metaphysical body to the eighth level of the metaphysical body.

"Hmm... wouldn't I have been promoted a bit faster recently? In just a few days, I changed from the threefold metaphysical body to the seventh metaphysical body. The speed is too fast to be good, so I have to reduce my promotion speed... …"An Bulang thought about it carefully, and finally clapped his hands and decided, "OK, then two days later, I will be promoted to the Profound Eightfold!"

　　 He doesn't need to worry about the foundation problem at all. After all, someone like him who rebuilds has a large tank that can hold the sea. It doesn't matter how much water is poured into it. The only bad thing is that the promotion is too fast and easy to be proud of.

　　 "Um... cut your heart, step by step." An Bulang silently encouraged himself.

　　 Suddenly, he stepped and turned his eyes to the mountain forest on the right.

　　 "Don't run away! Yan Huo Lei is my ghost king!"

　　 "Hahaha... Little beautiful girl, UU reading www.uukanshu.com You are my ghost king!"

　　 Both dressed in black robes, and released the cold and evil breath of evil cultivation, grinning in the mountain forest.

　　 A woman ran ahead in panic, her pale face glowing pale.

　　 She wore a light gauze suspender red dress, swaying, revealing white shoulders like snow, beautifully shaped clavicle, and tempting two white snow, obviously running, but with a fatal temptation, very eye-catching.

　　 The woman had approached the place where An Bulang stood, and suddenly a spit of blood spattered and fell to the ground.

　　An Bulang can perceive that the other party's breath is very weak, as if suffering from some kind of poison.

　　 "Hey, hey, Tianxiangzong's little girl, don't you keep running?"

"If you lose our bone softening power, it will dissipate all the energy of the aura and soften the bones and flesh. Where else can you go? I have heard about Tian Xiangzong's beautiful flowers and bamboos. I can finally taste it today... …"

　　 Two evil repairs held their long swords and looked greedily.

　　 "Master, save me..." Hua Qingzhu lay on the ground, raised her beautiful eyes and looked at An Bulang, as if she was going to grab the last life-saving straw.

An Bulang blinked. From this angle, he could still see the excellent figure in the women's slim-fitting long skirt, the majestic clothes that almost broke the clothes, the violent breathing, the ups and downs, the two slender thighs were weak Touching the ground, it seemed to struggle to get up again.

　　 It's a pity not to save such a beautiful woman......

　　An Bulang tightened the box of spirit stones behind him, glanced at the fallen bamboo and nodded slightly: "It's really big."

　　After he finished speaking, he took his steps, walked past Hua Qingzhu and walked away.