After just a flash, Yang Chen had already appeared in an artificial forest garden to the south of the Xijiao Courtyard.
Surrounded by the green cypresses, there is a pond, and in the red pavilion with a round spire in the middle, there are actually two people who are already standing by a man and a woman.
The dressing of these two people knows at first glance that they are not in the world.
The man was wearing a gray-white plaid robe, his hair tied up in a bun, and a three-foot green mountain on his back, wrapped in black cloth, with a somewhat elegant and handsome feeling.
The female is in a green gown, with long hair scattered, and her appearance is decent, but the arrogant and indifferent color on her face is quite uncomfortable.
The men's final stage of transformation of the gods, while the female ones in the middle and late stages of the transformation of gods, are almost the same, but the cold and arrogant spiritual consciousness just now naturally radiated from this woman.
When Yang Chen looked at the two people, the man and the woman were also looking at Yang Chen. When they discovered that they couldn't see through Yang Chen's cultivation, they all showed a bit of surprise.
Yang Chen's gaze lingered slightly between the waists of the two of them, and he saw that the tokens with the word "yellow" hung between their waists, which were exactly the same as the yellow letters of the sloppy Taoist people they had encountered before.
It seems that these two people are the characters of the Hongmeng and Huangmeng. The Hongmeng envoy in the black robes suddenly died when he suddenly came out of his teacher. Hongmeng should send someone to check it out, but it seems that they are not very friendly.
"Are you Yang Chen?" The woman asked in a cold voice first.
Yang Chen thought to himself that the two people's cultivation base was obviously inferior to him, even far behind him, and they were so self-esteem. It seemed that they were relying on the entire Hongmeng behind them and didn't put themselves in sight.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen felt a little angry, and it was enough for people who were stronger than him to be so contemptuous. These two domineering guys even dared to be so arrogant, and they would definitely not be able to make them feel better.
"Since you found here, do you still need to confirm?" Yang Chen said with a faint smile.
"If you ask you, please answer truthfully. We don't have the time to grind with you." The woman frowned. "I ask you, was Monk Tianyin killed by Yan Buwen?"
Yang Chen said in a funny way: "There is no beginning and no end, I don't know who you are yet, who is Monk Tianyin?"
"Don't pretend to be garlic, we are Hongmeng's special envoy who came out to investigate the strict non-inspection incident this time. I am Lu Huating and this is my senior brother Hao Changfeng. This time, the two of us represent Hongmeng and want to interrogate you.
The monk we are talking about is naturally the great monk wearing a black cassock. Tianyin is the envoy of the Hongmeng. He was killed in Yanjing within a few months of his trip, and his soul tablet was broken. This has already shocked Hongmeng. Elders, you'd better state exactly what happened at the time, so as not to get into trouble," Lu Huating snorted coldly.
Soul tablets? It turns out that there is still that kind of thing, no wonder the individual will know it immediately after death.
"You should ask General Cai of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade about this matter. Isn't what he said is more convincing?" Yang Chen said.
"Cai Yuncheng said that you killed Yan Buwen at that time, and with an absolute advantage, you used the power of Thunder to kill Yan Buwen, but what happened!?" Lu Huating asked suspiciously.
Yang Chen didn't deny it, nodded and said, "General Cai will naturally not lie to you when he is idle."
"The power of thunder, hum, the power of thunder is one of the most difficult divine powers in the world to master. If you can truly control the power of thunder, why didn't you kill Yanbuwen before, but let us Hongmeng? Only after the messenger died!?" Lu Huating's eyes flickered authentically.
Yang Chen smiled, "This is my fault? Then why don't you ask the foolish monk, why go up and die if you can't beat him?"
"You! What did you say!? Fool!?" Lu Huating was furious.
Hao Changfeng signaled the younger sister not to get angry, and then asked: "Okay, even if Monk Tianyin miscalculated and was killed by Yan Buwen, why didn't you see a few magic weapons such as Monk Yin's wand of killing that day."
"Didn't Cai Yuncheng tell you that they were all ruined by Yan Buwen's antimatter energy?"
"That’s what I said, but he is a mortal, naturally he can’t see the methods of some cultivators. As far as we know, you have inherited the godhead of the previous Pluto, and at the same time have the power of the law of space. If you want to combine those The magic treasure is hidden in the parallel space, and they have no way of knowing it."
"Do you suspect that I am stealing magic weapons?"
Yang Chen murmured secretly, he really wanted those magic weapons, the more magic weapons, the better, but the key is that he was really ruined by the dog Yan Buwen!
Not only that, the Qianyuan Tiangang bracelet was used in an emergency, and it was turned into dross!
"To tell you the truth, only the robes, shields, and wands are the magic weapons of the monk Tianyin. The other two are magic weapons lent to him before appointing him as the envoy of the Great Meng. If you keep it privately, it is equivalent to theft. Great things!"
Yang Chen thought to himself that this group of cultivators did not seem to be "rich," and the magic weapon could still be used to fill the front door.
Xiao Zhiqing said that the hermit family is the real nouveau riche, and it seems true.
"Destroyed is ruined. You have to think that I stole, and I can't say anything," Yang Chen spread his hands.
The depressed Lu Huating expression on the side turned black, "Don’t think that your cultivation is higher than the two of us, it is so great, our Hongmeng elders are masters, if you don’t answer clearly, deliberately let our Hongmeng messenger die. Even if you are from the Yang family, no one can protect you!"
"Joke, your Hongmeng people are inferior to others. If you die, you will blame me for helping him get revenge. You don't have the ability to maintain China's foundation. Don't let your guns go there. You are not only an afterthought, you are still shameless and unreasonable. Framed the benefactor," Yang Chen grinned.
"Extremely arrogant! Don't think we dare not touch you!" Lu Huating said in a dark tone.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability."
"A wild cultivator dare to be an enemy of our Hongmeng. See if you are accustomed to this filthy world, you don't know how high the world is!"
Seeing that Junior Sister had the intention to do something, Hao Changfeng calmly pressed Lu Huating's shoulders, "Sister Sister, this person's cultivation is above you and me. Although suspicious, it is better to report back to the master first, and let him be the master."
Lu Huating's eyebrows flashed coldly, "The brother said that is very true, just keep him for a few days, using the means of the master, he will not dare to believe in ill-will, sooner or later the truth will come to light!"
After saying that, the two of them looked at Yang Chen deeply, and then planned to leave.
However, Yang Chen was full of cold light in his eyes, and a flash blocked the way of the two of them.
"Leaving so soon? I still want to keep the two Hongmeng envoys for a cup of tea," Yang Chen said with a harmless smile.
"No, if you want to drink tea, you have to be the head of the Yang family, you still can't make it," Lu Huating said with disdain.
Yang Chen said with some embarrassment: "But I don't want the two to leave like this, what can I do?"
Hao Changfeng was a little alert, "Do you still want to do something with us? Openly against Hongmeng!?"
"Hey, what about this, how dare I?" Yang Chen hurriedly smiled and waved his hand. "I was just worried. You went back and invited a very powerful master. The master did not believe that I deliberately killed the monk. ,then what do I do?"
"Hmph, don't worry about this, my master is very clear, he is not honest, and never framed good people. If you don't have a ghost in your heart, stay in Zhonghai obediently, and when my master comes, you will naturally know if you are secretly making trouble," Lu Huating said proudly.
Yang Chen nodded, as if suddenly remembering something, "Two, do you have a soul tablet in Hongmeng?"
"Why are you asking this?" Hao Changfeng frowned.
Yang Chen looked kindly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just curious, because I have met a Taoist priest who is very sloppy before, and I asked him if he ran out, wouldn't he be taken back by Hongmeng's people? He said you can't find it. To him, by the way, what kind of blood scorpion golden blade would the Taoist use..."
"What!?" Lu Huating exclaimed, "Blood Jiao Golden Blade!? How can you ever meet the traitor of Huangyun Taoist!?"
"Traitor?" Yang Chen wondered, "You all know him? Why do you say that he is a traitor? I think others are very kind, and I have a few words with him."
Yang Chen only felt that his acting skills were so perfect that he could speak so smoothly if he was so blind. It would be unreasonable for the Oscar actor not to award him to himself!
Lu Huating and Hao Changfeng looked at each other, feeling a little unbelievable, as if they had heard something strange.