Chapter 871: Waiter

It's really maddening me, all of them don't make me worry. "
Panting heavily, Yang Feng, after scolding everyone, waited to continue to scold, but only heard a sharp neigh, resounding across the sky suddenly.
what!
what sound? "Yang Feng asked for a moment.
Meng Qingdong distinguished it carefully, and murmured: It was like a woman screaming. "
Is that right? Regardless of her, I will continue to enlighten you, Ji Yun..."
Yang Feng roared again, hoarse, and sprayed everyone with his head and covered their faces. People still did not dare to refute.
At the same time, at the peak of the Tianshen Sect, the door of the leader Tu Liusun suddenly opened, and a body that was about to become weathered was suddenly thrown out.
As soon as he landed, he fell four and five and a half.
Yin Tianyang shivered when he looked outside, his head covered with fine sweat.
This is a naked female corpse, but it looks like a dry corpse that has been dried for thousands of years, almost petrified.
Gurgle!
Swallowing hard, Yin Tianyang raised his head tremblingly, only to see the grandson in the house revealing a skinny body, his eyes gleaming, and he said coldly: One more! "
Uh... yes! "
Nodded respectfully, Yin Tianyang waved back, and immediately someone brought a big girl who looked like a jade flower over. The woman was full of fear, her hands and feet trembling all the time, begging: Vice Guru Yin, Guru, you forgive me Well, I don't want to be a corpse. "
It's your honor to serve the leader. Let me go in. "
bump!
A palm slapped the woman into the room, and the door closed suddenly, and a girl's hoarse cry came from inside.
Yin Tianyang took a deep look and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: Girl, you have to blame me, blame the surname Yang, who asked him to present a small yellow book to the leader, alas! "
One night passed, and soon the next morning came, Yang Feng taught Ji Yun and the others a whole night of ideological and moral education, and he yawned and walked out with dark circles.
Yang Feng glared fiercely at their stumbling backs, and shouted: After I go back, think about what I have said to you, reflect on it seriously, write a written review, and send it tonight, I want to review it. "
what? "
Ah for what? This is an order. I am now the deputy leader. Do you dare to disobey my will? "
With a roar of anger, Yang Feng, Ji Yun and Meng Qingdong looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
Instead of being tortured by the spirit of the Patriarch, it's better to get the scolding and whip surnamed Yin, which is too difficult.
Sighing, everyone walked away dejectedly.
Yang Feng took a deep look at them and shook his head helplessly.
In fact, he can save them safely now, but he doesn't want to miss this opportunity, an opportunity for family members to unify their minds.
Originally, Ji Yun and the others were the guards of the dragon, and Meng Qingdong and the others were the uprising generals. The two sides were in a state of conflict. It was certainly impossible for them to sit down peacefully for peace talks and think about their various behaviors.
Because everyone thinks that their position is right.
But now, everyone has a common enemy, the Celestial Sect, and they are all enslaved by the Celestial Sect. At this time, everyone has an opportunity to understand and cooperate with each other.
Otherwise, Ji Yun's nasty boy would be Shishi's own younger brother and his own brother-in-law. No matter how stubborn, Lao Meng and the others are the old arrangements of Thirteen, they are all inseparable close friends, and he cannot give up in any way.
I hope that under the threat of the Celestial Sect, the two of them put aside their prejudices and join forces to help my Yang family.
Yang Feng is hopeful.
bump!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and Yang Feng was hit by someone, and there was a cracking sound of Kerala behind him.
Yang Feng was taken aback, turned his head and looked around, only to see a dozen people in a long line, passing in front of him.
Oops, Vice-Master Yang, I'm sorry, the little one has eyes but no beads, and ran into you. Please forgive me, little unintentional. "The people at the top of the row hit Yang Feng, and they knocked their heads like garlic and burst into tears.
Waved his hand indifferently, Yang Feng smiled and said: It's okay, it's okay, don't you accidentally bump it, and you can't die, it's okay, don't be nervous. I am not the surname Yin, domineering, hehehe. By the way, what are you carrying? Does it matter if it fell to the ground? "
Yang Feng looked at the object that fell to the ground, like a rock and a palm.
The man let out a sigh, relaxed a lot, and bowed and said: Qizhen Deputy Guru Yang, this morning, Deputy Guru Yin asked us to go to the gate of the Guru to carry it down the mountain and bury it, and told not to peek, nor do we. clear. "
Oh? Is it so mysterious? "
With a grin, Yang Feng came to them and gently lifted the covered white cloth, but it was okay not to look at it. Upon seeing it, his eyes almost didn't come out.
Female corpse?
Click it!
His fists tightened suddenly, and Yang Feng's face suddenly sank, and he stared fiercely at the place where his grandson stayed on the mountain.
He knew in his heart that these female corpses died soon, but they were all cracked and petrified, like zombies for a thousand years. It must be the native grandson who took them to double repair last night...
No, it's not about double repair anymore, but collecting yin and nourishing yang.
If double repairs are implemented, both sides should benefit. But looking at these female corpses now, it is obvious that they have been soaked up and lost a lot of water and died.
Especially, that Tuliu grandson possesses Earth-level soil energy and absorbs the Yin energy of these women, but it is quite terrifying and can people to death at will.
Of course, if he really denies the other party according to the double cultivation method, the other party will never worry about his life.
It's a pity that he only wants to get it, and he doesn't want to pay. He has practiced a good double cultivation technique into a yin collection.
This bastard!
Gritting his teeth tightly, a murderous intent flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, then he looked at the dead female corpse, and sighed helplessly.
Sorry, I hurt you.
Then, Yang Feng waved his hand to let people carry the corpses away.
However, even so, he didn't plan to kill the native grandson now.
Because he wants to keep this cult leader to deal with the Qilin army and the patron king, in order to win over the hearts of the people and expand his prestige.
His father-in-law Wang Boren once taught him that the first stage of politics is to clear the way for money and build a good relationship; the second stage is to strengthen one's own power and unite all forces that can be united.
Now, he is in this second stage.
There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and Yang Feng at this time truly possessed the qualities of a political figure.
At the same time, Deyang and Ye Xian'er just yawned and returned to their room. Yin Tianyang came to the door with a wicked smile: princess, Ye Xian'er, you go to sleep with the teacher tonight, Jiejiejie. "