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Chapter 125 Qiu Sheng, Manager of Wanyong Company

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    Ugly Chicken is going all out, don't say anything, because he is afraid that if he meets someone, Qin Yang will really be killed, and as soon as he gritted his teeth and said it, he would wait for Qin Yang's thunderous anger.

    However, he closed his eyes for a long while, and Qin Yang didn't see what he said. He opened his eyes a little, took a sneak peek, and was taken aback for a moment.

    I saw Qin Yang kneading his cheeks, his facial features, like clay sculptures, were constantly adjusted in Qin Yang's hands, and slowly, he became another person, who looked much older.

    Then the bones all over his body crackled, his body shape was slightly adjusted, his shoulders were slightly tilted, his back was straight, he changed into a dark blue long gown, his hair was re-braided into a steady bun, and he lightly dipped his fingers in the potion,  I stroked a strand of broken hair, and immediately, the hanging broken hair turned gray.

    After instilling the spiritual liquid into the eyes, after dizzying, it turned into a thin film covering the pupils of the eyes, and the hidden light in the eyes also subsided a little, and took out a mirror to take a look.

    The person in the mirror has a slightly dark complexion, a calm face, a little bit of rigidity in the corners, and a slight retraction of the chin. He looks like a middle-aged man with a restrained mind and a slightly gloomy look.

    "Well, no, a beard should be added" After pondering for a while, looking left and right, Qin Yang took out props and added a beard to himself.

    "That's right, it's perfect this time. Although there are some regrets, it doesn't affect the overall situation." Qin Yang nodded in satisfaction, and in just one sentence, his voice changed from vigorous to full-bodied, and then added a hint of gloom  the taste of.

    "Qin Youde, you" The ugly chicken looked at Qin Yang anxiously.

    "Why? This is the end of the matter, can I kill you? I said, don't blame the past, let it go with the wind, even if there is a hole you dug before, then I don't blame you  , you and I share weal and woe, and to get through this difficulty together is to argue with you, what is the benefit? It is better to make complete preparations as soon as possible." Qin Yang said very sincerely.

    Ugly chicken was speechless, dazed in a daze, never expecting that Qin Yang would say that, and actually didn't care about the digging before

    I don't know how many years I have lived, and I don't know how many years I have been a magic weapon. In the past, I have read countless people, and the strong have seen so many, but I have never seen a person like Qin Yang.  He is not a person who is easy to kill, and he said it was a perfunctory joke of the family, but he can really put aside the past and ignore the past.

    ?Thinking of some things in the past, thinking of some past experiences, the ugly chicken looked at Qin Yang in a daze, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart, his expression darkened slightly, and he muttered in a low voice.

    "If it's really dangerous, just throw me out, and I'll do my best to keep you safe."

    "Just you weak chicken? Get into the sledgehammer honestly and don't make any trouble." Qin Yang sneered, pointed at the head of the ugly chicken, and forced it into the storage bag  .

    Seeing that the ugly chicken was so obedient without saying a word, neither making noise nor clamoring, Qin Yang was taken aback, rather surprised.

    However, there is no time to think about it.

    In the void, a bright light came from nowhere, illuminating the surroundings, and the concentration of spiritual energy was getting higher and higher, and even a faint fragrance of vegetation could be smelled.

    Qin Yang knew that this was leaving the void.

    In the void, the still peaceful gust suddenly howled and roared, just a whirl of heaven and earth, and the weird feeling of not being able to reach the sky or the ground suddenly disappeared.

    The blue sky and white clouds, green emerald peaks, come into view, birds chirping and apes singing, the sound of the river rushing into the ears, even the tip of the nose, there is the fragrance of plants and flowers, the smell of soil, it seems to be there, but I don't know where it comes from.

    Breaking away from the strong wind, Qin Yang controlled the purple crane, and after stabilizing his body in mid-air, he immediately opened his eyes, urged his maximum vision, and swept around in an instant.

    In the blink of an eye, Qin Yang blinked, and the divine light in his eyes disappeared without a trace, but there was actually someone more than ten miles away, and this person was flying towards this side.

    The person who came didn't turn into a divine rainbow, so it must not be the Great Cultivator of Shenhai, but the man's body was full of divine light, as if flying an imperial weapon, but he could not see the shadow of the magic weapon. It must have turned the magic weapon into a divine light, enveloped himself, and cast  The technique of flying away.

    The person who came was a ternary cultivator, but I don't know which one of the three realms it is

    Thoughts turned sharply, Qin Yang glanced at it, and the gust of wind blowing from the void immediately drove the purple crane, chasing the gust of wind.

    The gale was extremely fast, far beyond Zihe's ability to catch up, and the speed of those chasing behind was also far faster than Zihe's flying speed.

    In just one stick of incense, a ray of divine light came chasing from behind, stopped Qin Yang in front, and turned into a thin young manThe young man looked at Qin Yang coldly, a group of golden light the size of a human head hung beside this man, and locked onto Qin Yang's body if there was any aura.

    Qin Yang stood on Zihe's back, lowered his head slightly, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were cold. Before the man could speak, he sternly shouted: "Who? How dare you stop Wanyong Company from doing business at will? Don't you think I'm Wan Yong?"  Is Yongshanghao easy to bully? Get out of the way!"

    As soon as the thought moved, the Flying Fish Sword appeared silently, and the sharp air gushed out, and the cold and murderous aura permeated in an instant.

    The complexion of the young man on the opposite side became a little ugly in an instant. He took out a black token, and after activating it, he saw a halo of light flowing on the token, turning into a few large characters of light.

    The four big characters on the top are Xuantian's head, and the strokes of the pen reveal an undisguised domineering arrogance, and the two characters of Liang Feng are well-behaved below.

    "Xuantian Sacred Sect, Liang Feng, inner disciple of Jishou Peak, who is your Excellency?" Liang Feng stared at Qin Yang, the golden ball of light slowly turned, and the halo became a little brighter.

    Qin Yang also took out a token, and after activating it, several large characters of light appeared.

    The word Wanyong at the top has a rounded font without any edge, even the halo is somewhat similar to the halo of Lingshi, and below the two characters, there is the word Qiu Sheng.

    "Wanyong Company, the semicolon is in charge, Qiu Sheng."

    After seeing this, the halo in the ball of light beside Liang Feng dimmed a bit, and at the same time, the sharp murderous aura blooming from the Feiyu Sword also subsided a bit.

    "Qiu Guanshi, the land within a radius of 50 miles has been blocked by the Holy Sect. A spiritual pet raised by the elders of the sect escaped and sneaked into this forest. I hope Qiu Guanshi will leave quickly. If it causes misunderstanding, it is not good."  Liang Feng smiled, and stretched out his hand to lure Qin Yang to get out of here.

    Qin Yang is naturally eager to get out as soon as possible, but if he loses his momentum at this moment, he may show his flaws

    "I, Wanyong Company, happened to be working here. There was a small thief who stole the magic weapon of the company. I came after you. You catch your spiritual pets, and we catch our thieves. No one is in the way. Your Excellency is busy."  What do you mean by chasing people?" Qin Yang's face was gloomy, even his smile was a bit gloomy, which made people feel uncomfortable.

    There was a trace of anger on Liang Feng's face, but at this moment, he heard a sinister voice again.

    "Your Excellency is a high disciple of Jishou Peak, you must have thought that you will be able to eat me, a little foundation cultivator, and you can go there at any time. If you do a few tricks, let me experience the magic of the holy sect"

    Qin Yang grasped the Flying Fish Sword, and secretly operated the Naxi magic method of hardware. The sharp golden energy poured into the Flying Fish Sword. In an instant, he saw a seven-foot golden sword light erupting from the Flying Fish Sword. It was sharp and cold.  Qi, soaring into the sky.

    It's just that the intention to kill and sharpen is not weaker than that of the Sanyuan cultivator!

    Liang Feng's complexion changed, he looked at the Flying Fish Sword, his eyes were full of fear, and then thought that he still had a heavy responsibility, he couldn't help cursing inwardly.  madman¡­¡­

    If you are dragged by it, it will be difficult to get out unless you are exhausted

    "Hmph, Steward Qiu, you like to catch thieves, so you can catch thieves slowly, and you will not be accompanied! But, you don't want to get close to the place surrounded by my holy sect. When the time comes, the elders of the master will not be as easy-talking as I am!"

    Liang Feng turned into a ray of light and flew away.

    Qin Yang held the Flying Fish Sword and stood on Zihe's back, full of doubts. Sure enough, there are people staying here, but why is it someone from the Xuantian Sacred Sect?

    In the distance, Liang Feng turned his head and took a look. Seeing that the opponent hadn't withdrawn his sword, he cursed bad luck again, and the speed of Feidun couldn't help but increased by three points.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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