Chapter 167: Yuan Danwei

In the kingdom of the gods of light, a family, wanting to enter the high-level circle, at least one Yuandan monk should sit in town.
Yang Jia, there was a Yuandan monk two hundred years ago, when Yang Jia also entered the high-level circle of the Shenguang Empire.
Although the Yang family's Yuandan monk had already died at the end of his life more than ten years ago, the current Yang family and several families with Yuandan monks have a marriage relationship, so they are still considered to be the family in the high-level circle.
Yangjiafu, although not in the prosperous area of ​​the Imperial Empire, but the vastness of its land, it is not difficult to see that it has been brilliant.

When you inform your homeowner, you are saying that people are 'please’.

I haven’t walked into Yang’s house, Yang’s four elders Yang Lan said to a Yang family, and the latter, after responding, ran into the Yang’s house.
For this reason, when Zhou Donghuang and Su Mo followed the Yangjia four elders Yang Lan slowly walked into the Yang family's house and walked into the Yang family's living room, the Yang family and several Yang parents were old and had already stepped to the Yang family. living room.
The owner of the Yang family is a middle-aged man wearing a silver-rimmed white robe. His body is tall and his face is majestic. He sits in the first place in the living room and looks at the posture of Jiangshan.
On his first two sides, stood two people.
Two people on the left, a middle-aged man, an old man.
Two people on the right, two old people.
These four people are all old parents.
"Home, people brought."
Yang Jiasi, the elder of the Yang family, first entered the Yang family living room with Zhou Donghuang and Su Mo, and reported to the first Yang family.
At the same time, he looked back at Zhou Donghuang and Su Mo. Shen Sheng said: "The one who sits in the first place is the owner of our Yang family, Yang Ting."
"That is our elder of Yangjia."
"That is our Yang Jiawu elder."
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After the introduction of the Yang family's lord Yang Ting, the Yang family's four elders, Yang Lan, continued to introduce the four people under Yang Ting and the other four elders of the Yang family.
At this moment, the four elders of the Yang family are staring at Zhou Donghuang. After all, the two are not guests, but the enemy of their Yang family.
"Is it you, killing Yang Jia eight elders Yang Wei?"
The Yang family’s lord Yang Ting’s eyes fell coldly on Su Mo’s body, and his voice was filled with silence. The tone was filled with Mori’s cold killing.
Today, since the two of you have come, you will pay for your life and stay in our Yang family forever. See if you take the initiative to cooperate with you, leave you a whole body!"
However, in the face of Yang Ting's cold eyes, Su Mo's look is unchanged, faintly said to Yang Ting: "Stand up."
"Ok?"
Su Mo’s words not only made Yang Ting a sigh, but the rest of the people could not help but sigh.
"In front of my master, you are not worth sitting!"
Su Mo continued to speak. At the same time, looking at Yang Ting's gaze, he also flashed a warning color in due course.
"the host?"
When I heard Su Mo’s words, Yang Ting and several elders of Yang’s family subconsciously looked at the white youths in front of Su Mo’s body. They discovered that Su Mo always stood behind this young man, just like the youth’s follow-up and followers. general.
"Are you a congenital martial artist in the late period, recognize such a young man as the master?"
Yang Ting once again looked at Su Mo's gaze, and he had a little more contempt, and several of the Yang family's elders now look at Su Mo's eyes, and they all also carry disdain.
If the middle-aged and elegant middle-aged youths are called "young masters", they may be jealous of the background of the youth. But the other person calls the youth a "master", but it is completely beyond what they can understand.
A congenital martial artist in the late period, who recognized a young man who did not seem to be twenty years old?
"If you are a loss-minded martial artist, you will recognize a young man who is less than 20 years old. It is really a shame to our innate monk!"
"You are alive, are you alive?"
"As a congenital monk, I feel embarrassed for you!"
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Several elders of the Yang family looked at Su Mo in disdain.
"I gave you a chance."
However, the old princes of several Yang’s parents, and even the disdain in the eyes of the Yang family’s Yang Ting, Su Mo did not seem to hear or see, and looked at Yang Ting again, once again faintly opening, stepping out, step by step. Going to Yang Ting who is sitting in the first place in the living room.
"What? Do you still want to fight with Yang Ting?"
Yang Ting sneered.
"Our homeowner, although it is a general martial arts monk with you in the late days... But, looking at the whole empire of the gods, it is not a person of the Shenguangzong. Under the congenital environment, there are only a handful of people who can win him!"
Yang Jia's elder, Yang Lan, looked disdainfully and walked toward Yang Ting's Su Mo, and said without hesitation.
The other four Yang parents are old, and now they look at Su Mo’s eyes, and they are also full of disdain.
Until, Su Mo raised his hand and fell.
boom! !
Su Mo raised his hand, and the power of a white scorpion condensed in the palm of his hand. At the time of the skyrocketing, a huge white palm print floated on the sky above the first place of the Yang family’s Yang Ting, and with the fall of Su Mo, Yang Ting The area in which the first position was sitting was instantly shrouded in white palm prints.
A loud noise spread, and the entire Yang family living room trembled like an earthquake.
When a few Yang’s parents came back to the world, but they discovered that the huge white palm print that had just been extended from the middle of the middle of the middle of the year, the first place in the Yang’s living room, there was a Giant pit.
Inside the giant pit, you can see the seat, the residue of the clothes and a quiet blood.
"咕噜~~"
"咕噜~~咕噜~~"
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In front of the scene, I was scared that several Yang’s parents seemed to have forgotten the shock, stayed in the same place, looked at the huge pit in front of them, swallowed their sputum, and could not return to God.
"Now, who can you be the Lord?"
Until a voice rang in the living room, several Yang parents were fascinated, and their faces changed dramatically. They looked at Su Mo’s eyes again, filled with sorrow and fear.
"Yuandan monk!"
"He is a monk of Yuan Dan!"
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At this moment, their hearts are full of resentment, resentful news of the news to their Yang family.
Who said that the person who killed them Yang Jia eight elders was just a congenital late martial arts monk? Isn't this intentionally hanging their Yang family? This kills the people of Yang Jia eight elders, clearly a Yuan Dan monk!
If I knew that the eight elders who had killed the Yang family by the monks of Yuan Dan, and borrowed a hundred courage from them, they did not dare to think of revenge for the eight elders.
"My host is talking to you, didn't you hear?"
Seeing that a few Yang parents did not take care of the young people's questions, Qi Qi looked at him, Su Mo's face suddenly gloomy, and the killing in his eyes flashed.
Suddenly, several Yang parents were frightened and changed. At the same time, they quickly looked at the young man who had won the snow in white. "Adults, our Yang family is not here, and the old master can be the master."
"Yes! The old master can be the master!"
"The old master is one of the two great martial arts monks of our Yang family. He can be the master!"
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After hearing a few old Yang’s parents, Zhou Donghuang said faintly: "If this is the case, ask him to come over."
When the voice fell, Zhou Donghuang walked slowly to one of the chairs in a row of chairs placed next to the Yang family's living room.
At this time, the eye-pointing Su Mo, has been flying in front of the body for the first time, picking up the chair, turning back to the youth who have not yet reached the position, first put the chair in front of the youth, "Master, you sit.

After the young man sat down, Su Mo put his hands together in front of him, and he stood behind the youth.
Seeing this scene, in addition to the fall of the youth voice, I have quickly left the Yang family living room to find Yang Jia, the elder of the Yang family, and the remaining four Yang’s parents, who only feel a horrible battle and feel better in their hearts. This young man who seems to be less than 20 years old can actually make a Yuandan monk willing to be a slave!
However, thinking of the fierceness of the Yuandan monk behind the youth, they only looked at the young man, and they lowered their heads and stood on the side, the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.
"Paper pen."
Zhou Donghuang faintly swept the four parents of Yang, and the voice just fell. One of the parents, Yang, who had a pen and paper on his body, hurriedly took the pen and paper out of his arms, and handed it over to Zhou Donghuang.
Zhou Donghuang took it with him and then wrote it on the dragon dance.
After Zhou Donghuang’s pen stopped for about a dozen breaths, a series of rushing footsteps came from outside the Yang’s living room, followed by a tall, gray-haired gray-haired old man in Yang’s family. The elders Yang Lan took the lead and walked into the living room.
"The two adults, I am the first generation of Yang family, Yang Qi, my nephew offended you, but also forgiveness."
After the old man entered the door, he could not easily notice the giant pit in the first part of the living room. After taking a breath of cold air, he hurriedly bowed his hand and apologized to Zhou Donghuang. The tone was full of humility.
Ten years ago, their Yang family was not afraid of a martial arts monk in the early Yuan Dan.
But now, a monk martial artist in the early Yuan Dan, even in a rage, can easily destroy their Yang family!
In front of Yuan Dan’s monk, Yang’s family could not bear a blow.
Even if they have several marriage partners, Yang Family has a large family of Yuandan monks... But those families are absolutely impossible to offend a Yuandan monk for their Yang family.
"The medicinal materials on this paper are given to me within half a month... After half a month, I will take the medicine. I am missing a scorpion and killing a Yang family who is a congenital martial artist!"
Zhou Donghuang stood up and raised his hand. The paper in his hand was entangled in a faint white mist. He flew out and flew to the front of Yang’s hometown, Yang Qi, suspended in the air for a while, Yang Qicai. A face of fear has picked it up.
And Zhou Donghuang’s hand is also scared by the fact that several other Yang’s parents have changed:
"He...he is also a monk of Yuandan?!"
"Scorpio! He doesn't look like he is twenty years old. It is also a monk of Yuandan?"
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