Returning to the mansion, Ye Chen had just entered and attracted everyone's attention. The originally lively banquet fell silent for an instant. All eyes were fixed on him. There were so many people behind him, scanning around, but they didn't see Xuan. Ming Er Lao.
Is this going to be destroyed
The martial arts people looked at each other, and it was not difficult to guess that the two elders Xuan Ming had gone to hell.
In one day, the fifth and sixth masters in the martial arts world all died. If this happened, it would shock the world, and it would be followed by a bloody storm. The two elders of Xuan Ming were destroyed, and Xuan Ming Church gave up.
Ye Chen said nothing, only smiled slightly at Lao Yang, as if to say: Don't worry, I'll do the work.
Mr. Yang Ge was filled with gratitude, and Ye Chen saved his life again.
Ye Chen turned around and went to the corner, sitting at the same table with Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu.
Yang Xuan was okay and cheerful.
Shangguan Jiu, on the other hand, that face is no longer a face, it is as black as charcoal, and his eyes are blazing as he stares at Ye Chen. You really killed me so fast, you tricked me. After today, I will be taught by Xuan Ming, and I will be filled with anger. The world is chasing him.
"When you are floating in the world, how can you not be exploited? Don't care about the details." Ye Chen smiled leisurely and drank to himself, ignoring Shangguan Jiu's black face. I let you ransack my house and I won't cheat you once. I'm sorry for the name of cheating God.
"You are really a sword master!" Shangguan Jiu took a deep breath and made the pronunciation of the word "sword" sound like an elder.
Hey, Ye Chen didn't think so.
"Don't pay attention to him, come and have a drink." Yang Xuan was very attentive, holding the wine bottle and pouring wine for Ye Chen with a smile, "Tell me, who taught you that light kung fu."
"What, you want to learn?" Ye Chen smiled.
"Nonsense." Yang Xuan sat down, holding the wine bottle, looking eagerly. Even the dark-faced Shangguan Jiu came over, and the previous irritation was gone.
"I'll teach you two. It's not impossible. Go somewhere with me."
"There is no mountain of swords, no sea of fire, I dare not go there." The two of them clapped their chests, awe-inspiring.
Ye Chen didn't say anything, just touched his chin, and looked at the two of them meaningfully. He didn't know why, but at this moment, he really had the urge to take these two guys to Daoshan and walk around for a while. , and then, put it in the oil pan and fry it seriously.
"That's right! Where to go?" Yang Xuan urged.
"The City of Ghost Prison."
"The City of Ghost Prison?" Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu were both stunned, with rather strange expressions on their faces, "You said last night that you had no plans to go. How come you are interested in the City of Ghost Prison again today?"
"In a word, go or not go."
"Go." The two of them said in unison and stopped asking questions. They both wished that Ye Chen would go with him? This guy's martial arts have reached the divine level. With him around, we will be much safer. If the three of them join forces, even a strong combination can challenge half of the martial arts world.
Not long after, Mr. Yang Ge came over. He was carrying a wine flask and was already swaying with alcohol. He came to toast Ye Chen. He was so grateful that he shed tears of gratitude for his kindness.
Ye Chen did not refuse and drank as much as he poured. This was a wedding wine, and it was filled with joy. In the world of monks, it was called luck, which was a mysterious and mysterious thing.
After toasting, Mr. Yang Ge turned around and left.
"Where are you going? Come back." Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, pulled him back, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me who is the disciple of the old dog from Yinshan Mountain."
Although Lao Yang was drunk, he could still understand people's words, and he pointed at Ye Chen unsteadily.
The witty Young Master Ye reacted very quickly and hurriedly stepped forward to help Mr. Yang Ge, "You want to have a wedding tonight? Drink less."
"Bridal chamber?" Upon hearing these two words, Mr. Yang Ge, who was shaken, suddenly became energetic and smiled.
"Tell me! Which one?" Yang Xuan asked again.
"Don't pay attention to him, go to the wedding room!" Ye Chen pushed Mr. Yang Ge away, fearing that the old man would be shaken out by him.
Yang Xuan refused, and tried to drag Mr. Yang Ge back, but was blocked by Ye Chen, who cursed loudly, "Do you have any sense of public morality? A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, do you understand?"
"Understood." Yang Xuanbeng said one word and wiped his face with his sleeve, which was covered with saliva.
"Well, that's right!" Ye Chen said happily, "Come on, let's drink."
The banquet was still prosperous, and there were some people who were drunk, and there were also roars, laughter, punches, and howls, all in one continuous sound.
As today's protagonist, Mr. Yang Ge, has been pushed to the bridal chamber by his neighbors.
Many people still want to make a fuss in the wedding room, but when they think of Xia Lan's identity, they give up the idea instantly. Those women are not easy to mess with. If they disagree, they will be beaten into a cripple. Mr. Yang Ge is the best. The proof is that he was beaten almost every day, each time getting worse.
"Let's go." Ye Chen took one last drink and stood up first.
"This is good wine, you must bring it with you." When Shangguan Jiu left, he consciously drank two bottles of wine.
"Which one is it?" When Yang Xuan left, he was still scanning around, looking for the disciple of Yinshan Taoist.
"What are you looking for? Let's go." Ye Chensheng pulled hard and dragged him away.
boom!
As soon as the three people arrived at the door, they heard a roar coming from the direction of the bridal chamber.
Then, I saw Mr. Yang Ge flying out and smashing into the flower bed, making a mess of flowers and plants.
Seeing this scene, the guests twitched their lips: This bride is really not ordinary tough!
"Hey you crazy bitch."
Yang Ge Lao climbed out of the flower garden, rolled up his sleeves, limped back into the bridal chamber.
boom! Click! Bang! Sonorous!
The noise in the bridal chamber was very noisy, as if there were robbers robbing the room, but it was just as loud as it should be.
Soon, Mr. Yang Ge came out again, flying further than last time and hanging upside down in the tree.
The corners of the guests' mouths twitched again, and even the drunk ones sobered up a lot. They all laughed and stood up. They ran as fast as they could, for fear that the bride would get mad and beat them all up again.
"How about I do the wedding for him?" Shangguan Jiu said seriously, "That bitch can't beat me."
Ye Chen and Yang Xuan didn't speak. They both looked sideways and looked at Shangguan Jiu up and down, especially paying attention to this guy's little brother. If you chop it, you can still fry it.
Shangguan Jiu smiled dryly, but felt his lower body was chilly.
Ye Chen snorted, turned around and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Mr. Yang Ge with pity. What about the old man hanging on the tree
He felt the same way about that scene. Back then in the Heng Yue Sect, he also wanted to force the King to attack him, but was beaten by Chu Xuan.
As night fell, Ye Chen wandered around the streets and alleys of Zhuxian Town, buying new evil-proof items, such as peach wood swords, black dog blood, glutinous rice, yellow talismans, cinnabar, children's urine, etc.
Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan were not idle either. They bought several good horses and prepared a lot of dry food. They had no choice but to travel far.
Under the moon, the three of them, wearing cloaks and cloaks, jumped on their horses and galloped all the way to the northern border.
The quiet night is not peaceful, and you will always see people galloping on their horses. They are roughly divided into two types, one is a martial artist, and the other is a stranger. Their goal is the north.
In addition, the King of Yan is quietly mobilizing troops, and various princes are also ready to join forces again to attack Yan, determined to capture the meteorites in the Ghost Prison City.
This land is gradually shrouded in haze. Although there is no war, the smell of blood can be smelled.
Compared to the outside world, Zhuxian Town is very peaceful.
In the dead of night, the miserable Mr. Yang Ge finally entered the bridal chamber.
ah!
Ten seconds later, Xia Lan moaned in pain.
Next, the picture becomes very exciting, and the creaking sound of the wooden bed is very rhythmic.
The great celebration has come to an end, but the world has become a sensation
What happened at the wedding ceremony was spread, causing an uproar immediately. The fifth and sixth ranked elders, Xuan Ming, were both beheaded, which shocked the entire martial arts world.
"The two elders of Xuan Ming were destroyed? Is it true or false?"
"Have you seen it with your own eyes? Is it true?"
"Sword madness in troubled times is really domineering. With a powerful Vajra Palm, he hit the two elders Xuan Ming and his veins were severed."
"And Palace Master Yaoyue, it's really surprising that she married a bad old man."
"Good cabbage, let the pig hump again."
Under the sky, wherever there are people gathered, they are all talking, there are sighs and tuts, there are also shocks and astonishments. Who would have thought that such a big thing could happen in a remote Zhuxian Town.
"Shangguan Jiu, my Xuanming Sect will fight you until death."
An angry hissing sound came from a gloomy old palace. It was the main altar of Xuanming Sect. It was also identified as Shangguan Jiu. He killed the two elders of Xuanming. This was a repayment, and the debt must be paid with blood.
On the other hand, Yaoyue Palace was furious when she heard the news.
At night, the ten elders of Yao Yue Palace came out and rushed to Zhuxian Town. The master of Yao Yue Palace secretly married someone. This was a disobedience to the legacy of Yao Yue's ancestors, and it was a serious crime.