Chapter 1160: Am I the thief Yang Ling?

Yang Ling was amused, but on the face he said indifferently: "You may not believe it when you say it. Your palace lord was released by me and some fellow daoists."
"Counting this way, your ability to crawl out of the coffin is also indirectly thanks to me."
"Nonsense."
Sister Lian snorted and stopped talking, while Yang Ling was quickly collecting the spirit fluid while secretly watching the four women.
The situation when they crawled out of the coffin is very different. The original pale skin "color" is already healthy and white, and their appearance is not called a beautiful beauty, but each of them is still small. It's pretty good-looking.
In addition, I have to say that the woman wearing armor reveals a different flavor in it, making Yang Ling think of Mulan...
He wanted to ask more things, and after a while of silence, he spoke again: "Four girls, you said that there are no men in the Moon God Palace. Could it be that your palace lord was hurt by love?"
"nonsense!"
The youngest female monk who seemed to be the youngest snorted, "My palace lord Dongfang Jitian is invincible. She doesn't want that stinky man. How can she be trapped by love!"
"Oh roar?"
Yang Ling narrowed her eyes, and Sister Lian yelled softly, "Qiao'er, you have followed this man's way!"
"Yeah..."
Knowing that Qiao'er broke his words, she instinctively covered her small mouth with her hands, staring at Yang Ling angrily, daring not to speak.
"Ding, you shattered Qiao'er's desire not to be informed by you. It is a "sex" point +1."
Seeing this woman's silly appearance, Yang Ling felt very happy in her heart. It turned out that the Lord of the Moon God Palace was called Dongfang Ji...
This also confirms from the side that the women in the Moon God Palace are not puppets, let alone robots. They are flesh and blood and emotional, and each woman's "sex" personality is different.
He laughed and said: "Girl Qiaoer don't have to worry, everyone in the world likes gossip, and we are idle, chatting and saying it's okay."
"Gossip?"
The four women were all taken aback for a while, and Qiao'er curiously asked, "Smelly man, is it possible that the gossip you mentioned is the precious gossip plate in the hands of the ancient Fuxi ancestor?"
Yang Ling smiled and shook his head: "There is a generation gap, there is a generation gap."
"Speaking of you being older, I am hundreds of thousands of years old? It seems inappropriate for me to call a girl?"
"Why do you call it mother-in-law?"
The four women were furious, and Qiaoer said angrily: "I'm only sixteen years old, you are the mother-in-law!"
"Ding, you shattered the desire of the four women of the Moon God Palace not to mention their age. It is a +1 for "sex"."
Yang Ling laughed loudly, while receiving the spirit "liquid", while also having "sex" points, he was in a boundless mood.
Seeing the four women glaring at him, he suppressed the urge to continue teasing them with a suffocated smile, and curiously said: "By the way, I saw your palace lord gloomily that day. Is she a human or a ghost?"
"Bold!"
Sister Lian said softly, "My palace lord is the son of Shenyue, how could it be...ah!"
"you!"
She paused in the middle of speaking, staring straight at Yang Ling, her eyes full of anger and shame.
"Son of Shenyue?"
Yang Ling suddenly realized after hearing this, and then laughed: "It's really fun to chat with a few girls. I will give you all the remaining spiritual liquid."
"Let's go down, goodbye!"
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The words turned into a ray of light banging through the wall, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Sister Lian looked at Yang Ling's departure direction and furiously said: "Smelly man, don't let me meet you again!"
Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that she hadn't even seen the real face of this guy, let alone his name, and she became more annoyed...
"Ding, you shattered Sister Lian's desire not to reveal the secrets of the Moon God Palace. It is a +1."
After a while, at the door of a hidden basement, Yang Ling faintly looked at the people in front of him, with murderous flashes in his eyes from time to time.
There was also a treasure chest in front of them, but they were blocked by acquaintances.
It is a group of people led by Jiao Wuming!
He looked at Yang Ling and the others with a sneer and said: "It's really nowhere to look for it through the iron shoes. It takes no effort at all."
"Next I will let you know the fate of fighting against my lifeless Jiao!"
Jiao Wulin, who was next to him, also said viciously: "Father, don't kill Qilina when you start, I will deal with her personally!"
Jiao Wuming heard the words and looked at his son next to him, and laughed: "My son is really a lover, well, I will leave this bitch's life for my father, so you can have a good time!"
"Ding, you have fulfilled Jiao Wuming and others' desire to meet you, and your wish is worth +1."
The father and son of the Jiao clan, as well as the warriors behind him, laughed. Qi Lina's expression was so gloomy, while Yang Ling said in surprise, "City Master Jiao didn't go to the hall to respond to the enemy, but came here instead. Doesn't he want to guard and steal? "
Jiao Wuming sneered and said: "What? Panicked?"
"Why didn't I panic when I raised the price with my deity? Why didn't I panic when I humiliated my son in public before!"
"Don't worry about what I am here for, today you will definitely die!"
Yang Ling didn't have a hint of panic when he heard this. He said lightly: "I said before, you will die if you provoke me."
"Since the city lord treats my words as wind in his ears, then I have to fulfill you."
After saying this, a wispy phantom light flashed all over his body, and the next moment Jiao Wuming only felt his whole body for a while, his eyes turned out to be "fascinated".
"Ding, before the dust is like a dream skill is activated, your mental power is greater than the mental power of Jiao Wuming. This skill reduces the "sex" of Jiao Wuming by 50%"
As soon as the system's prompt sound fell, Jiao Wuming seemed as if he had been hit hard, and his whole person retreated three steps in a row. Then he spouted a mouthful of blood, his eyes sometimes clear and turbid, and his headache was splitting!
"Jing, mental attack!"
"You, who are you, it is impossible for the Sea Spirit Race to have such means!"
Yang Ling had already recovered his true face at this moment, his whole body flashed with thunder, and he gently waved the Long Yuan sword in his hand, and said calmly, "Who am I?"
"I'm not Yang Ling, the villain in your mouth!"
"Yang, Yang Ling!"
Everyone was stunned by the words, Jiao Wuming clutched his head and his eyes were filled with the "color" of fear, Jiao Wuqin made his face pale with fear, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.
"Ding, you smashed Jiao Wuming and others' desire not to meet the big villains of the human race. It is a "sex" point +1."
"you you you!"
"How is it possible, impossible!"
Jiao Wulin seems to have difficulty accepting reality. You can't speak for a long time, but the next moment you scream, you just ran away!
"go?"
A thunder light blasted out from the center of Yang Ling's eyebrows, and struck the person with a bang. The lightning flashes flashed, and the whole person was smashed into black smoke, and he knelt on the ground with a sound!