Chapter 239: Are you my slave girl?

Qingque Palace is located at the westernmost part of the southern border. It borders them with the relics of ten thousand races, also known as the Jedi. It was the place where the defeated races were blocked before the eternal night, the era of ten thousand races contending for hegemony. As the years passed away, the ban on this piece of Jedi had been gradually opened, and people gradually came out of it.
These people are all monsters.
According to them, the environment of the Ten Thousand Clan Ruins was harsh and it was difficult to survive. Those races belonging to the Yao Clan joined forces and eventually survived a series of deaths, and this has continued to the present.
Later, they once wanted to kill them and recreate their former glory.
As a result, the clan was almost annihilated by many saint-level powers in the southern Xinjiang land, and had to go back again.
Over time, they slowly lifted their restrictions, so there are still people who can come out, but they don't say that they came from here in a low-key manner.
To the west of the Ten Thousand Clan Relics is the Starfall Mountain Range, which belongs to the West Desert Land. It is a mountain range made by stars that fell from the sky. It is like a natural isolation belt that separates Southern Xinjiang and West Desert.
The Qingque Palace is 100,000 li to the east, without any sect or family.
Therefore, the land of 100,000 miles belongs to the rule of Qingque Palace.
Qingque Palace is also the most special sect in southern Xinjiang. There are women inside and outside, without a man.
Mu Lanxin's ancient teleportation formation was to take them directly to a small courtyard in Qingque Palace.
The small courtyard is not big, and the decoration is very warm.
There are also people waiting here.
Mu Lanxin waved, the waitress withdrew.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yang knew that there was something very important to say, and looked at Bing Yuyan.
Bing Yuyan raised her head arrogantly, waved her hand, let Feng Dao'er and Shuang Jian'er retreat, and she stayed.
In this regard, Mulanxin didn't say anything, but said: "I use a sacred fruit of the great road to ask for it for the palace owner."
"Palace Master? Li Qingque?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.
Regarding the situation of Qingque Palace, he already knew everything from Xue Feishhuang and Yuluan.
Qingque Palace was established by Li Qingque, who is Yi Qianqiu's sister.
However, the palace owner had been said to have died accidentally in the early years. Since then, the palace owner has been idle.
The same is true. When I first saw Yi Qianqiu, I never told him this. I was worried that his bad state would be affected by Li Qingque's death, and it would be worse.
"The palace owner is not dead." Mu Lanxin said, "The news of the death came from me. Only the elders of the Qingque Palace know the truth. The actual situation is that the palace chief hits the Shanglingxiao realm to become a saint, and does not want to fail to prove the truth. , In an extremely special state, we have been very hard to maintain. Sometimes when the palace owner is sober, let us give up. Who knows that the sacred fruit tree of the avenue was born, so I want to ask for a sacred fruit of the avenue."
Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh, it is too difficult for a non-saint power to give birth to a saint.
Even if the Qingque Palace is far from the center of the southern Xinjiang land, it still fails.
He doesn't think that the failure is entirely his own.
He has heard from Lou Pingfan, whether it’s the land of southern Xinjiang or other places, those great powers of the holy rank that have been strong for more than ten thousand years have secretly joined forces to do a lot of tricks, making people who are not great powers of the holy rank need to prove Taoist saints are always prone to big problems.
Even he later learned that Lie Qingshan could be holy, speaking of it, because of the Baiyunxiao from Ziyang Holy Land who wanted to use him to become holy to seize the opportunity to become holy, otherwise it would be difficult for him to become holy.
He didn't hesitate. The relationship between Qingque Palace and him, Xue Feishhuang and Yuluan were so special that he couldn't stand by and watch.
He immediately took out a sacred avenue fruit and handed it to Mulan Xin.
"Don't you ask for it?" Mulanxin said.
Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head.
If it's someone else, he must be considering letting the other party join the wild forest. He has a bottom line if he doesn't plan to do such a thing to Qingque Palace.
Mu Lanxin cautiously said: "The grace of a fruit, Qingque Palace will keep it in mind. When the palace owner wakes up, it will return."
She hadn't stayed for a long time, the Palace Master Qingque was in very bad condition, she arranged for people to settle in public, and Bing Yuyan and others' residence hurriedly left.
The small courtyard is used to entertain foreign guests, so it is temporarily occupied by Zhang Yang.
Bing Yuyan and two maids were arranged in a small courtyard not far away. It was a three-story building for three people.
Feng Dao'er and Shuang Jian'er were sent away by her.
There are only Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan in the small courtyard.
"You still want to threaten me?" Zhang Yang is not afraid this time. This is the Qingque Palace, with many people. He roared and definitely made Bing Yuyan's image plummet.
Bing Yuyan’s beautiful face is not as fierce as before. When she is quiet, she is really beautiful. She is not as beautiful as a mortal, but she also does not have the fairy charm of a demon. There are too many things in this woman’s bones. The goddess Fan'er was flattered by everyone at all. She herself might not be very willing, but she was used to it.
She was very eager for the sacred fruit of the Dadao earlier. After all, she was expected to be holy five hundred years ago, but after being frozen for five hundred years by herself, the sacred place on which the Ice and Snow Palace relied became a legend, and she was even more eager to be holy.
I can still bear it without seeing the sacred fruit of the road.
Now that she saw it, she couldn't help it.
Moreover, she has no way to show up at the moment, she can only stare at the sacred fruit of the Dao Dao.
"I want the sacred fruit." Bing Yuyan expressed his attitude.
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Nothing."
Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth, she didn't believe it, so she could give Mulanxin one. If she didn't have one, would it be possible?
However, publicity is a gesture I don't have.
Bing Yuyan's face showed humiliation, as if restraining the great pain in her heart, gritted her teeth and said: "Master, please give me a sacred fruit of the Great Dao."
What Zhang Yang listens to is called a comfortable one.
The biggest beauty in southern Xinjiang, this is not comparable to the names of the Four Asuras, the Four Ghosts and others. Just think of the demon Ruoxian who looks at all beings as ants and calls his master. What a wonderful feeling, just like just now.
Psychological and spiritual enjoyment is incredible.
Zhang Yang squinted his eyes and said, "Hehe, you seem to be going to clean up and want me to give up your vow?"
"I bowed my head, what do you want." Bing Yuyan gritted her teeth, and she yelled, feeling the shame and shame even more.
Zhang Yang said: "You are always ready to torture me and persecute me, don't you think it's fine to talk about it?" I still think that I am bullying. "
"What do you want?" Bing Yuyan said angrily.
"I gave an order. You can't get the sacred fruit of the great forest. Believe it or not," Zhang Yang said.
Bing Yuyan suddenly couldn't raise her arrogant head, she knew it was true.
As she said, Zhang Yang is the lord of the vast forest. This has already been acquiesced, and he will also be the first lord of the holy land in the history of the vast world, a thousand miles away from the saint's Shanglingxiao realm.
Zhang Yang touched his chin and muttered: "Or, you are my slave girl?"