Yang Ze got up and put away his clothes that were splattered by the wind. The strong winds that sprayed from his pores all over his body wiped away the turf on the ground. The clothes were located in the dead corner of the air flow because they were close to his body, and they would not be torn to pieces. However, this ragged look made Yang Ze extremely embarrassed.

Because in this quiet underground river, he is not the only one. If you ignore the Zong Shou who cannot sleep, then it is very likely that he and Song Zhen have reached the legendary level of being alone and widowed.

So he almost pulled and tied his belt, and his cheeks looked at Song Zhen with a little hot. He originally thought that his behavior would probably attract Song Zhen to draw his sword, but he found that Song Zhen's face at the edge of the big tree seemed to be calmer than Yang Ze imagined. Although his dragging ku-shou looked extremely vulgar, it seemed that there was no slight anger in her eyes like a flat lake.

The plain ground made Yang Ze feel a little ashamed.

Yang Ze's eyes moved again, and Dao Zun couldn't wait to stretch out his soft and wet tongue and move back and forth on his face. Further away was Song Zhen's crane, who was standing in the underground river and catching fish with a pointed beak. From time to time, he glanced at Yang Ze with contemptuous eyes, then picked up the fish and threw it towards Zong Shou on the shore.

A smell of barbecue that secretes the heart and spleen is transmitted to it.

Yang Ze was surprised to find that the young Zongshou who had previously lying on the ground had already set up a grill by the river, and the fire of Wangwang was burning with fat fish with oil. Zongshou's ecstatic voice came from afar, "Brother Yang! You have finally woken up, your gyrus has blown out the fire here! The old man of my family once said that if he reaches the realm of Tianxuan, he is qualified to be a marquis and title in a country. He can condense the gyrus and break the enemy dozens of feet away. The gyrus spontaneously protects his body, and the attacks of ordinary practitioners can bounce away! It is no less than wearing a high-quality armor. This is a gift from God from practice!"

Yang Ze nodded. He did find that there was a spontaneous breath all over his body emanating from his pores, wandering along every inch of his texture, making him extremely light in every move. He wanted to raise his hand, and with a thought, the breath seemed to be able to spontaneously hold his arms, making his movements extremely light.

The breath comes from the heart, arises naturally, and ends with oneness. This degree of use of qi is by the heart, which is by no means conceivable before.

Just as the burden on oneself is reduced to a minimum, it seems that you can keep doing sit-ups and sit-ups and other exercises without any problem.

Sitting down opposite Zong Shou fiddling with the grill, seeing Zong Shou whose knife marks became shallower and more powerful, Yang Ze pondered for a momentum, and then asked, "How long did it take for me to meditate this time?" "If it doesn't count today, it's already two days and two nights." Zong Shou said a little depressedly, "As soon as you step into Tianxuan, I don't know when I can catch up with you..."

Two days and two nights? Yang Ze was stunned. He only remembered to integrate into the mysterious world of Baqiongtianyu, and then absorb the powerful energy contained in Baqiongtianyu. It didn't take him long, but two days had passed.

Song Zhen walked out of the shadow of Yin, and the long and slender tui under the two gauze skirts were projected on her body. On her face, both her temperament and aura seemed to be in two different worlds with Yang Ze. "In the past two days, Zong Shou broke through and reached the sixth grade of Di Xuan. This battle gave him a lot of inspiration. To talk about his talent, it was also excellent." Yang Ze was stunned at Zong Shou's entry. When he saw a certain desire in his eyes, he thought that sooner or later, you might not be weaker than the old man in Tianshou Mountain.

Even stronger. Thinking of this, Yang Ze looked at Song Zhen and was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you!" From the shallow scars on Zong Shou's body, you can tell that no matter how strong Zong Shou's self-recovery ability is, without Song Zhen's magical spiritual medicine from the Tianxu Land, he would never have recovered from the skin and flesh to the point of being cut by a fishing line. Although Song Zhen looked so heartless in front of Yang Ze, in fact, Yang Ze knew that her heart was not as unfamiliar as it was on the surface.

Everyone’s heart is different from what they show, just Yang Ze, so how can he guarantee that he understands the true thoughts of the people he has come into contact with so far?

Hearing the sincere taste of Yang Ze's "Thank you", Song Zhen was slightly stunned. No matter her birth experience and identity, she did not teach her how to deal with it when she said thank you to others. So she just said, "I cured him, but I just don't want him to be a drag. It's not because of other reasons, this cannot change. I will eventually catch you back." Yang Ze held the grilled fish in his hand, unwilling to accept the taste of "I said you will die if you treat him occasionally."

Knowing that Song Zhen was cultivated in the perverted environment like Tianxu, it was impossible for him to understand what the world was like, so Yang Ze did not expect to get close to the day when he could get close to softening his tension with Song Zhen.

Others are cold on the outside but enthusiastic on the inside, and there will always be a day when the tip of the iceberg is pried open. But for Song Zhen, this is useless. She is like a robot from beginning to end, and rarely exudes emotions.

Absolute reason gives her a day when she will never act impulsively. If Yang Ze is determined to escape from her eyes and disappear, she will probably kill him without hesitation, and then Nan and Daozun fight one by one, in short, it is such a tragic situation.

As the water in my hand was roasted, it gradually flowed out with a mellow taste of grilled fish. Yang Zepan sat on the pan-cuisine and said, "The next journey may be dangerous. Because I know very well that what I want to do next will be very crazy and even give my life. But there are always some things worth paying for my life in this world. I like gambling, maybe losing. I want to take my body back to Tianxu. You may not be able to submit your job, and it will not be too perfect."

Song Zhen kept silent, tearing the fish handed over by Zong Shou without raising his eyelids, "What do you want to say?"

"I mean, look at your dress and you can know that you are actually a person who pursues perfection. Since it seems not so perfect when I take my body back, can I not die?" Yang Ze was not so reckless when dealing with Lei Donglai of Shindaozhai. Seeing the battle between the old man Wu Zong and the great cultivators of the Gaowen Empire on the Tianshou Mountain, Yang Ze could feel the powerful strength of the cultivators who reached the Daotong realm.

Even if he was a practitioner who could look down on the top level of Tianxuan at this time, he still did not dare to underestimate Lei Donglai.

The practitioners in the Tianxuan realm are of the order of magnitude compared to those in the Daotong realm. Yang Ze didn't know if he could make up for such a gap, but he had the worst plan. He could not defeat Lei Donglai. Don't forget that Song Zhen is no less than Lei Donglai's great practitioners. His strength is so strong that he is unpredictable.

If she is tired, she can take action, then she can really survive.

Song Zhen looked at Yang Ze innocently with his bright eyes as bright as autumn water. Yang Ze's smile was like a blooming flower in her eyes. Then she said, "I'm not a perfect person, but you are a shameless person."

What is shamelessness? Do you buy it by pound? Give me ten pounds.

Daye is facing pressure from three fronts. Those whom he has hated, liked, hostile, and colluded are facing such pressure.

Once the last straw that crushes Luo Luo falls down, the history that can be searched in many classics will already show the final outcome. What will come will be a blood-red full moon, a massacre, and those who are annoying and close will be killed into pieces of flesh under the sharp edge of the knife. The enemy will dispose of the corpses that are close to people at will, and the living will eventually experience more terrible pain than the dead.

Don't fucking say shameless to yourself. If shamelessness can solve all this, then you can be more shameless, dirty and obscene.

Sighing, Song Zhen said, "If you hope to be immortal, then we have to make an agreement." "Agreement?" Yang Ze thought that this sentence came from Song Zhen's beautiful face, and there were always some young boys and girls who meant the wind and snow.

Song Zhen looked at Yang Ze very seriously, "When you wait for this matter in your country, you and Dao Zun will follow me to return to Tianxu together and accept the punishment you deserve to commit crimes and fight against Tianxu."

Yang Ze nodded and looked at her seriously, "I promise you!"

I thought I was sorry, I was shameless again. Since you want me to be punished by Tianxu laws and regulations, I will be punished by the law and regulations, and I will be punished by the superiors. But at that time, I will prove that I am a disciple of the master, and my actual status will be above that of Liu Jishu. I wonder what your expression should be?

When I turned against Tianxu, since the little master's practice is to keep his original heart and follow his heart, he has always disrespected the way of heaven, does not abide by the rules and regulations, and is not under the control of Tianxu, and he always comes and goes freely in and out of Tianxu like his own backyard! Then, as the little master's Qingtianhe lineage, he naturally inherits his mantle, and "rebelled against Tianxu" as an ordinary disciple, he will definitely cure the crime of smashing the heavenly spirit, and what crime does he have?

Yang Ze was a little sad after sorting it out so clearly.

Seeing Song Zhen's serious and clear gaze, he felt a little guilty and thought that he was a little shameless.

Song Zhen was a little surprised by Yang Ze's promise so readily.
Chapter completed!