Manager Dong said: "Stop it."

So everyone stopped one after another.

Including rain and cold.

The nine-foot-foot-strong man who was still sitting firmly on the top of the Six Paofangs in a chaos also quickly stood up and flew to him and Shen Congwu. The four "eminent monks" on the other floors also hurriedly followed and shouted in unison: "Shopkeeper Dong, Lord Shen." Then he stood aside with his hands down.

But there was no one who was fighting with Guan Shanyue in the Hungry Ghost Dao.

"..." Black Panther nodded calmly, then looked back at Yuhan, "Young Master Yang, what are you dissatisfied with? You can speak to me as much as possible, why do you have such a big fight?"

Yang Yuhan looked at him calmly, then looked at Chen Congwu, who was stunned by the shock next to him: "I have no dissatisfaction, I just... I don't want to be a mortal again."

"Haha." Black Panther smiled softly and said, "You are not a mortal, so why do you say this now?"

He said this cleverly. Yang Yuhan thought for a while and didn't know how to answer, so he finally had to ask back: "Shopkeeper Dong, Lord Shen, how did I write the poem just now?"

Chen Congwu didn't say anything, and shopkeeper Dong responded calmly: "Okay."

"Haha, that's good." Yang Yuhan smiled and looked around, then asked again, "Where is Ximei?"

Black Panther did not look back and stared at Yang Yuhan for a moment before saying, "Young master made such a big noise, Miss Feng should be on the road."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a white shadow passing by from the left and flew towards Yang Yuhan.

"Brother." Feng Sheng stopped slowly and grabbed Yang Yuhan's dark right arm and asked with great concern, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Before he could answer, she raised her eyebrows again, glared at everyone, and stored the strong wind on the left and right, her clothes fluttering, and she was about to attack.

Seeing this, Yang Yuhan just patted her shoulder and said, "Speak slowly, you can wait first."

"Well?" Feng Sheng slowly calmed down his magical powers and looked at him in confusion, "Brother..."

"It's okay." Yang Yuhan stopped for a while, and then said calmly, "It was my move first. He smashed these six beams."

"?" Although Feng Shengrang was confused, she couldn't ask the reason in front of so many people, so she had to ask, "What's wrong with you...? How did it become like this?"

Yang Yuhan replied: "This is me, I am another him. He hid because he was not capable and weak in nature." As he said that, he curled up his middle finger and pointed at the temple on the left, "Here."

"?!" Feng Shengshou was shocked and suspicious. At this time, she didn't know that Yang Yuhan had been forced out of another personality by Wu Zixu in the Chu Mansion, so she couldn't help but feel a little confused and didn't know what to say.

Yang Yuhan understood her, but did not explain much. He looked at the sky with heavy clouds outlined by the sun, and asked again: "Where is Qing'er?"

Feng Sheng replied with a little hesitation: "Miss Yuerong is helping to take care of her."

"Oh, that's good." Yang Yuhan nodded gently, then he took her away as if no one was around, "Let's go, accompany me there first to take a look."

"Ah?" Feng Shengshang followed ignorantly, while looking back at the crowd of Donglin Fang, "You...then..."

"It's okay, don't worry about them." Yang Yuhan's steps did not stop and flew away for a moment.

And no one of the gods, ghosts and demons, whether afraid of his supernatural powers or hindered the majesty of the shopkeeper Dong, made a sound.

Of course, the ones who died under him just now were all insignificant people - some were servants and servants brought by guests, some were waiters here, and some were boys and girls who were abducted and trafficked into the building. They were insignificant and died, and they died.

"Oh." Black Panther took back his gaze from Yang Yuhan, then moved in the air, and looked around and said to everyone, "Thank you for your face, please rest assured that there will never be a second such a thing, and Dong will definitely give you an explanation." He paused and said, "As for your losses, Donglin Fang will definitely compensate you twice, and this Fang will definitely place the dead in each family. If there is anything that Dong did not expect, you can mention it even if it is something I can satisfy you, as long as I can."

Everyone responded one after another.

Then the "funty" began to be processed here.

At the same time, Yang Yuhan and the slow wind over there had already reached the clouds.

...

This is very cold.

The sunshine here is particularly dazzling.

This was the first time he had really touched the cloud.

It was like fog, tide, and it dissipated as soon as it touched.

But there were not many clouds, so I couldn't enjoy it. So Yang Yuhan began to spray water, and in a short while, a large white sea was spread out, rolling gently, endless and extremely empty, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

“…”

The wind was slow to look at him who was as focused as a child. He couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart, "Brother, what are you bringing me here for?" His tone was even soft.

Yang Yuhan looked at her side, then pulled her plain hands up again, smiled slightly, and said for no reason: "I'll bring you to get married."

"Ah?!" Feng Shengshou suddenly panicked, his face turned red, and he froze, allowing him to pull himself closer. He smelled Yang Yuhan's rude breath, and his chest was as if a deer was ramming, "This..."

Yang Yuhan took a proud step further, hugged her butt, and said toughly: "Come on, kiss me."

"Um!" As soon as his ten fingers touched, a current immediately surged from Fengshengshen's body. In surprise, she couldn't help but shrink back and slapped him, and then heard a crisp "pop" sound. Fengshengshen was stunned again, and stopped his hand in the air at a loss, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother..."

"Hahaha..." Yang Yuhan laughed a few times, but he didn't care at all. Not only did he not let go, he held the wind even tighter, "What's wrong? Isn't this what you want?"

"But, but..." Feng Shengshou replied cowardly, "You still have Sister Hongxiao, and your wife in another world..."

"No matter what they do?" Yang Yuhan looked slightly angry, "I have been depressed for more than twenty years, so what if I act like this today?!" As he said that, he was about to take off his white shirt with slow wind, "Besides, there is no one in the sky, even if we are just having sex, who can see it?"
Chapter completed!