Invincibility Starts with Full Attributes

Everyone was terrified by the horrible scene in front of him, and there was no blood on his face, especially those men who had just looked awful just now, all struggling, screaming, and scolding.

A pile of earth and stone, like a long snake, climbed up along the legs of everyone, and passed his knee in the blink of an eye. No matter how struggling, he could not break this layer of restraint.

Especially the young monk who pierced Yang Zhen's little raisins with a sword looked angry and scolded Yang Zhen for the worst.

Yang Zhen turned his face to look at the young monk. He moved his head with a sudden rush of earth and stone, and rushed towards the young monk's ass.

"Oh!"

A sour scream came with pain, and the young monk's mouth was immediately clean, his legs were close together, and the whole person moved forward, trying to pull his **** off the long stone snake.

However, all this is in vain, except for a grotesque singing voice.

"Chrysanthemum is broken, full of grief, your smile has been scared..."

"Fuck, you...what did you do to me!" The young monk roared with grief and anger, his eyes were full of fierce glance, and his expression was full of shame and pain.

Yang Zhen wondered, and said slowly: "If I were you, you would be safe, because the things behind your **** would not only come in and out, but also get bigger. In case the Sao Sheng was not controlled at all, a little wolf grew out. The thorn comes, oh, shit, it's sour when you think about it!"

All the people who heard this shivered together, tilting their heads to see the young monk.

"Son, no good, the son is injured!"

"Asshole, what did you do to the son!"

"People...Son, don't struggle anymore, that thing is...getting bigger!"

"what?"

The look of a group of people changed again and again, and what made Yang Zhen look dumbfounded was that one of the monks actually glared with two eyes, staring at the **** of the young man in the crowd, and swallowed hard.

Oh shit!

Yang Zhen turned around with a trembling look, and he said to the two women, "Why are you two still here?"

The two women were stunned. The charming young woman looked at the painful and happy young man with a strange look, walked in front of Yang Zhen, and knelt down with a puff.

Yang Zhen was startled and stomped on in a hurry. Two hands turned from the earth and stone lifted the woman up and asked in surprise: "Girl, what are you doing!"

A shame flashed across the woman's face, but her tears were falling down, she had to kneel down, but she couldn't move. The tearful eyes said wryly: "The son's kindness and greatness, Yang Hongye has nothing to offer. For the maidservant, repay the son's justice!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhen walked to Yang Hongye and pointed to his face and asked, "Am I not handsome?"

"..." Yang Hongye was dumbfounded and asked in surprise: "Master, why do you mean handsome?"

"Am I not handsome?" Yang Zhen stared at Yang Hongye and asked another way.

Yang Hongye's expression was stagnant, her face suddenly turned red, and she turned her head to nod and said, "The son of God is handsome and handsome, it is the only thing in Hongye's life!"

Yang Zhen yelled, turned and walked away, muttering to himself: "No, it's not written like this in the script. It's not that after the heroes in the martial arts biography save the beauty, only those ugly knights will receive the afterlife as a cow Ma’s return, the handsome knights are all beautiful people who return with their own bodies, shit, the fairy tales are really deceiving!"

After seeing Yang Zhen turn away, Yang Hongye looked dumbfounded. After hearing Yang Zhen's whispering words, his neck was suddenly red, and he looked at Yang Zhen secretly, but he was ashamed. Speechless, he could only stand where he was.

The middle-aged woman came forward, took Yang Hongye's hand, and gave Yang Zhen a meaningful look.

Yang Zhen ignored the two women. Compared to the two of them, Yang Zhen was more interested in these fierce and wicked guys, because they should have good things in them, and they were very calm and comfortable.

Coming to the middle-aged man, Yang Zhen stared at him fiercely and asked, "Did your surname Yang eat your rice?"

"..." The middle-aged man shook his head violently.

Snapped!

Yang Zhen slapped it on the middle-aged man's head, and the middle-aged man rolled his eyes.

"Your surname Yang fell asleep to your wife?"

The middle-aged man looked at Yin Zhen with a vulture, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

Snapped!

Another heavy slap: "Damn, didn't eat your rice, and didn't sleep your wife, Ben Sao Sheng accidentally fell from the sky, but you will kill Yang?"

The middle-aged man asked blankly, "You have nothing to do with the Yang family?"

"Which Yang family?"

"Cambrian City, Yang Family!" said the middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

Hearing the five words of the Yang family in the Cambrian City, the two women behind Yang Zhen were shocked and stared at the middle-aged man with a sad face.

Yang Zhen dumbly looked at the surrounding environment and muttered to himself in amazement: "Cambrella City, shit, did I come to the North Cold Country?"

How is this possible?

Thousands of miles from Linglu to Beihan, Yang Zhen has been so far under the chaos of the ground?

This... Fortunately, it didn't go directly to the magma layer, otherwise it would smoke with a loud cry, wouldn't it be that there was no bone residue left?

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen was afraid for a while, and secretly decided that it would be better to use zodiac techniques to go underground in the future, mainly because this thing is too inaccurate.

Seeing Yang Zhen's face with an uncertain expression on his face, the middle-aged man seemed to think that Yang Zhen was afraid of Cambrian City. A haze flashed on his face, and the voice said in a low voice: "I am a member of the Cambrian City family, kid, since If you have heard of Cambrian City, you should know that our family’s influence in Cambrian City is..."

Yang Zhen glanced at the man as if he were stupid, and he really didn't know which eye of the calf saw that he had heard of Cambrian City.

"Hmm..."

Yang Zhen flicked it casually. The middle-aged man suddenly turned into a terracotta warrior. He turned speechless and turned to look at the two women and asked, "What's the matter, you two have hatred?"

The two women heard tears, and the middle-aged woman looked angry and gritted her teeth. "The Fang family somehow had a relationship with Nabei Lingxue Palace. These big gifts, this was originally a blessing for Cambrian City. Even if the Fang Family and the Ling Xue Palace approached, the entire North Cold Country would be favored, just..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman choked with silence, and the charming young woman Shen Sheng said: "It's just that Fang's family doesn't know how to know that the old master of the Academy of Linguistics loves all kinds of ink treasures, the more talented the ink treasures are The more you can get the favor of the old palace..."

Suddenly realized, Yang Zhen nodded and asked eccentrically: "It's a coincidence that your Yang family happens to have such a Mobao?"

The two women heard a shock and nodded bitterly.

Rivers and lakes grudges, why bother to come?

Yang Zhen Yang Zhen shook his head and clapped his hands, and the middle-aged man's face broke open.

Before waiting for the middle-aged monk to speak, Yang Zhen turned and asked: "When did the old master of the Ling Xue Palace live?"

"..."

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a somber look, and suddenly felt a round thing on the buttocks on it. His face suddenly changed, and he said horror: "After half a month!"

"When are you going?" Yang Zhen asked with a look of interest.

A trace of doubt flashed on the middle-aged man's face, UU reading www.uukanshu.com whispered: "The day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yang Hongye's two daughters were relieved immediately, and there were two days left, and they wouldn't be too exhausted to come to Fang's house.

Yang Zhen was delighted when he heard this, and lifted the ban on everyone with a wave of his hand. He embraced the middle-aged man’s shoulder and said, “Oh, we really don’t know each other. You and I see each other as before, and we are in love, ah, temperament. Share, go, take me to your house!"

"Go...go to my house?" The middle-aged man stared at Yang Zhen with a watchful face, and asked, "What's going to go to my house?"

"Naturally it's sleeping your daughter-in-law..." Yang Zhen opened her mouth and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, but I actually want to go to Beiyu, just to go with you and take a ride!"

The middle-aged man stayed in a daze and asked in a weird look: "Are you sure you want to go?"

Yang Hongye's expression changed drastically, and said quickly: "The son is not allowed, the ancestor of the Fang family is the strong man of the gods!"