Chapter 152: Dedicated you to the suzerain

Mu Yang held the banana fan, while turning the roast duck on the grill, fanning the fragrance, a handful of disciples from Panfengmen in the distance came to find the fragrance.
The corner of Mu Yang's mouth curled up, calmly took out an ibuprofen capsule into his mouth, took a sip from the hip flask next to him, and took the capsule down.
The dormitory area did not even open the circle, and it looked out of place under the tense atmosphere in the Luoyue Valley. Muyang leisurely made roast duck on the square without putting those people in his eyes at all, and he did not have the current consciousness of the enemy. .
The disciples of Panfengmen stopped in front of the dormitory area, feeling that they had been slapped in the face, and were hesitant to rush forward if they wanted to prove something.
"Isn't this kid the wild dog that insulted the Sect Master just now? If we can catch him and give it to the Sect Master, the Sect Master will definitely favor us."
"But there is weirdness everywhere, so be careful."
"A Lingwu practitioner in the realm of spirits is not afraid of us? There must be ghosts."
Brother Gou looked at them cowering, afraid of wolves and tigers, and almost died of laughter.
Mu Yang took off a duck leg and ate it with their doubts. The banana fan in his hand was attached to spiritual power, and the strong aroma of roast duck was fanned in front of them.
The Panfeng Sect disciple suddenly became angry: "Brother Teng, he is provoking! He was so unscrupulous in front of us, he didn't put us in his eyes at all."
The man named Teng Yu was named Teng Yu. He was a fat man with big ears. It was estimated that he had only worked hard to grow this fat after eating. He looked at the duck legs on Muyang’s hands and couldn’t help swallowing. He swallowed.
"What you said makes sense, you have to give this stinky boy some color, raise his charcoal fire, grab the roast duck, and let him know the sinisterness of the rivers and lakes."
A thin and weak disciple beside him rubbed his hands and asked, "But, Brother Teng, you just said you should be careful."
Snapped!
Teng Yu slapped his head on the back of his head, "Luo Yue Valley is now in our bag, a little brat of Spiritual Veins, what kind of threat can he have? I think he is just scheming the city and pretending to be nothing. , Just want to scare us back, hum, this little trick can't escape my magic eye."
"Brother Teng is wise. Why didn't I expect my little brother, I admire and admire him."-Flattery from a certain dogleg.
Tengyu folded his palms together, surrounded by yellow spiritual power, and a cloud of earth-yellow lightning condensed between his palms. It suddenly pushed forward. The lightning expanded a hundred times, bombarding the ground, and spreading all the way, rolling up dust and fog until the barbecue grill. , The strength is completely attenuated.
Teng Yu was not mindless, either. Before stepping into the dormitory area, he was careful to check whether there were any traps in this way.
Mu Yang looked at him differently, not because he looked so naive, but rather thinking.
After confirming that there were no traps, Teng Yu walked into the dormitory area with an evil smile, and all the others followed him, approaching Muyang.
Mu Yang took a cursory observation. Among the fifteen people, nine were in the spiritual realm and six were in the spiritual wheel realm. However, they and Wang Liang are not at the same level. Judging from their breath, they should have just entered the spiritual realm. It looks like one or two.
If he directly punched his fist, Mu Yang would definitely be beaten without knowing his surname, but he didn't need to be so reckless, the mountain man had his own tricks.
"Hey, how many brothers? Would you like to eat together?" Mu Yang shook the big duck leg in his hand, opened his mouth to bite off a piece of meat, his mouth was full of oil.
Teng Yu shook his hands in the air, and a big axe appeared in his hands, "Aren't you afraid of death? You are pretending to be a ghost."
"I'm afraid, but I am so sincere. I specially made roast duck to welcome you. No one is more sincere than me. Moreover, I am not a disciple of Luoyuegu. It is not for them to be born or die. Are not friends beautiful?"
Brother Teng put down his axe and laughed with his axe handle: "Do you think a roast duck can replace your life?"
"If one doesn't work, then two."
The thin disciple pointed at Mu Yang with a knife, "A hundred won't work! We are going to capture you alive and give it to the Sect Master!"
Mu Yang was full of disgust and said, "Hey~ Your Sect Master is okay? You guys won't all be... Tsk tsk tsk, no, I'm a good boy who guards me like a jade, so stay away from you. ."
Brother Teng snorted coldly, "You don't have to be quick, let's catch it with your hands!"
Mu Yang didn't panic at all, and calmly pulled off another duck leg and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Mother, this kid didn't take us seriously, brothers him!"
"But the taste of this roast duck... so fragrant."
"Really, my stomach hurts from hunger, and my eyes are still a little dizzy."
Teng Yu’s nose sniffed, only to feel that the scent pierced into his nose from all directions, and it was tight. God knows how long he hasn’t opened his belly to eat. It’s not torture, isn’t it, he can’t help it. Now, you can quickly pack Muyang and have a full meal.
But when he picked up the axe~EbookFREE.me~ his steps were vacant, and he almost fell to the ground, and the large axe almost got out of his hand. He shook his head and only felt Mu Yang in his eyes dangling. They were divided into many figures, "What's the matter? Will this kid be able to do avatars?"
Teng Yu shook his head and tried to make himself awake, but he became more dizzy, only feeling that the sky was spinning and he could not stand firm.
Looking at the other dozens of people, the situation is the same, all of them are stumbling and unsteady.
The corners of Mu Yang's mouth rose, throwing away the bones in his hand, and replaced it with a Dragon Yang sword, with the tip of the sword resting on the ground, dragging the sword towards them step by step.
Brother Gou licked the oil at the corner of his mouth and said, "You have a good strategy. The Blood Prison Dhara just smells of roast duck. You can conceal the poisonous gas by making roast duck. They even stupidly came up to smell it and wanted to die."
Before Mu Yang set off in the morning, he had already placed the Blood Prison Drake in his room, and the entire dormitory area was filled with the deadly poisonous gas it released.
If Mu Yang hadn't taken the ibuprofen capsules himself, he would have specified to fall first before these people.
Mu Yang talked so much with them just now, just to delay the time, so that they could be pickled by the poisonous gas.
Tengyu and the others were confused by Mu Yang and failed to protect themselves. They were poisoned without knowing it. In addition, the poison of the Fragrant Fragrance in the canyon has also begun to attack, and they are already confused . Now, no matter what their cultivation bases are, it will not help. In Mu Yang's eyes, they are all lambs to be slaughtered.
Those Panfengmen disciples in the Spiritual Vessel Realm had foamed at the mouth before reaching twenty breaths, fell to the ground and lost their breath.
Only then did the rest of the people realize that they were so careful that they eventually fell into Mu Yang's tricks! But they couldn't figure out how they were poisoned.