Chapter 113 Blood Seed! Hailou! Tianrou!

Whether it is the details of the expression on his face or the way he walks, the degree of staggering is almost impeccable. On the blue planet, he might be able to win a statuette.

But it was because he was too impeccable that Yang Zhen saw the clue.

At this time, everyone was fighting on the flying boat. This guy didn't want to kill all the monks who broke in. He was like the villain in the TV series. The first thing he wanted to do was to see his own baby. The people who come here are either stupid or have pitfalls.

The small pit of the young master is naturally not enough to see in front of Yang Zhen's old pit, so Yang Zhen used the talent inscription to activate the real yuan cannon before entering.

The young man with a confused face didn't even think about who was carrying a real yuan cannon outside until his head was gone, and blasted his big head.

Yang Zhen was amazed, this shot was so upright, there was no waste at all, it almost perfectly covered the handsome face of the young master.

The bold and careful Yang Zhen confirmed that the young master was indeed dead before looking up at the blood pool.

In the blood pool, a blood-red seed-like thing was heaving up and down in the tumbling blood.

"Seed again?" Yang Zhen's expression was a little strange.

The last time I got a seed, a small sapling grew out of my head. I haven't figured out what it is, but now I found another seed, and it's such an evil blood species. Naturally, Yang Zhen couldn't help it. Dare to put it on the body, find a useless storage ring and put it in it.

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, after taking off the young master's ring, Yang Zhen left this place sneakily, before leaving, he laughed and shouted excitedly and found an eight-star weapon.

The eight-star weapon is almost twice as good as the Thunder Sword, and Yang Zhen doesn’t have one himself, so it will naturally arouse the frenzy of everyone. For a while, the battle is in full swing, and all the monks who broke into the Black Dove are almost red-eyed, and they will take everything. Take it and run away, no matter if you are in the same group or not, you can slap all kinds of magic arts and martial arts with a slap.

When the elder sister led the people into the Black Jiu, Yang Zhen had already left tens of thousands of feet, and he could not hear the sound of the battle here.

Running after pretending is definitely an exciting thing for a thief. This place is not far from the coast of the East China Sea. Yang Zhen does not intend to return to the Blade on the head of the eldest sister, but to fly with the sword to hang and blow up the Tathagata Paiyunzhang and Lingkongxu crossed the body to hurry.

In two days, Yang Zhen was able to see a big city in Nuo, shrouded in mist, and the sea breeze blowing towards his face, bringing a refreshing breath.

The shore of the East China Sea is naturally the seaside. Yang Zhen looked eagerly longing for the swimsuit lady, but after entering the range of the East China Sea, he was stunned.

This seaside city is huge, much bigger than all the cities Yang Zhen has seen, and more prosperous. There are rows of various buildings, countless promenades and pavilions, and all kinds of shops are even more abundant. However, most of the people here are polite, Wearing a robe, there are even many young talents holding folding fans, looking like a gentleman, without the slightest boldness of the seaside, but somewhat graceful and graceful in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Zhencai doesn't care whether the man is a humble gentleman or a mean villain, he only cares about the young lady, but the young lady here also smiles without showing her teeth, walks smoothly, and even the clothes have a vertical collar, and you can't even see the neck, let alone the collarbone Vest line or something.

"What the hell, what about the bikini that was promised? How about sweet as honey?" Yang Zhen felt that he had been hurt by 10,000 tons, and he was a little bit depressed for a while.

"This son, is he from the mainland?" A woman in coarse linen asked behind Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen looked back, his eyes startled.

This woman looks ordinary, without any fluctuations of true energy on her body, she is actually a mortal who has never practiced.

Plain noodles in sackcloth, boasting a clean little basket, looks like a teenager, simple and childish, like a green fruit, although it is not as gorgeous as flowers, it has a unique charm.

If it's just like this, it still can't arouse Yang Zhen's surprise. Although this woman doesn't have the slightest fluctuation of true energy, she has a trace of talent in her body!

An ordinary person with talent?

Yang Zhen looked at this young girl in surprise, a little unbelievable.

"Master?" The little girl looked at Yang Zhen curiously with her black eyes shining brightly, and asked again.

Yang Zhen hurriedly returned to his senses, cupped his hands and said, "Miss, I'm Yang Zhen, this is my first visit to the coast of the East China Sea, and I'm looking for a place to live."

Seeing Yang Zhen's weird Shi Xuezili, the little girl chuckled: "Master, it's really interesting, you can't find any place to live here when you come here at this time, oh yes, my name is Tianrou."

"Why?" Yang Zhen looked strange.

Could it be... that all the post stations and restaurants are full, and by a coincidence of marriage, the little girl Tianrou's family still has a place to live, so they have been in love for a long time, what is going to happen?

Tsk tsk, this is really bloody.

Tianrou seemed to have noticed Yang Zhen's gaze and absent-mindedness, frowned, and explained: "Now everyone is by the Hailou, even those post shop owners have passed, so it is impossible for the young master to find a place to live now." Check in."

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, but he was even more surprised in his heart, and muttered: "Is this shop stupid? Let's not do business and go to Hailou, Miss Tianrou, where is this Hailou?"

Tianrou covered her mouth with a smile, and said: "Hai Tower is the place where Mr. Wen used his words to express his wisdom. Almost every once in a while, a grand event is held on the coast of the East China Sea. I hope to be able to meet the master's requirements and become a direct disciple."

Oh yo, this is kind of interesting.

Just as Yang Zhen wanted to ask more clearly, a wild beast-like voice came from nearby Tianrou: "Xiaorou, hurry home and cook!"

Tianrou let out a beep, smiled calmly at Yang Zhen, turned and left, the vegetables in the vegetable basket threw a perfect arc, and almost fell on Yang Zhen's face.

Yang Zhen raised his head with a dazed expression, and saw a young man who looked like a wild beast was staring at him covetously, and pointed to his own eyes, thrusting at Yang Zhen, the warning was self-evident.

"The famous flower has an owner?" Yang Zhen was heartbroken, and he looked up to the sky and sighed: "The hemp sells the batch, what about the dog blood bridge that was agreed, the cabbage is so good!"

Yang Zhen walked around and came to the vicinity of Hailou, and was suddenly taken aback.

There are dense figures everywhere, and the voices of reciting poems are endless. From time to time, there are applause and praise, and there are also loud and loud curses, most of which are insulting words.

Yang Zhen saw it interestingly. When he came to a desk, he squeezed for a long time but couldn't squeeze in. He yelled strangely: "Hey, whose storage ring fell off?"

With a clatter, everyone dispersed and searched for the ground together.

Yang Zhen took the opportunity to squeeze in, and came to the front row amidst a group of cursing voices, his eyes lit up.

Beside the desk, a little girl about six or seven years old, holding a Langhao editing brush, is carefully drawing, and a proud bamboo is gradually taking shape.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, this little girl is amazing, such an amazing painter, she really has aspirations beyond her age.

This painting is very clever, but as for how clever it is, Yang Zhen doesn't know, the things he can't understand are more clever.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise, and a wave of talent suddenly erupted in midair, causing many people to be shocked.

"It's Mr. Bian, Mr. Bian's works are full of talent again!"