A force of force...

Yang Yu turned his wine glass and pondered silently.

It is still unknown whether the Flying Fairy Sphere can play a role in the old witch, and even if it can work...

These methods may threaten the Martial Saint, but it is obviously not enough to face the old monster that has not died for three thousand years.

However, in order to convince him, Feng Wushuang obviously prepared for a long time.

"The tide is coming..."

After reading the booklet page by page, Yang Yu chewed in his heart.

In the booklet, he had heard of it or speculated it, such as "cannibal life prolonging", but not everyone ate it...

The contemporary great saint of Liansheng Sect in front of me knows much more about the old woman than the sloppy Taoist.

Many of the records touched him even more.

‘In the first year of Qianheng, my mother was hungry and ate 1230’s of 'meat and birds’. I restrained my corpse, and all the skeletons were shining brightly, and it was clearly close to the Martial Saint…’

"This book was not collected by me alone. Many of it was left by my predecessors. The birds in the book are pure warriors, while beasts must have Taoist fruits..."

Feng Wushuang lowered her eyes:

"Some days ago, Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of Xifu, broke into the mountains and plundered the birds and beasts all over the yard. Therefore, these days, she was extremely eager to 'blood food'..."

"This old witch only eats warriors above the Grand Master, and those who have the Taoist fruit are preferred..."

With a thought in his mind, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows. Under the bright moonlight, the girl in men pursed her lips, and the heroic face was rarely heavy:

"Planning is in the sky, and the tide is coming. If she doesn't want her to eat us all after she leaves the customs, then she can only give it a try!"

While speaking, she raised her head:

"So what if you don't have a chance of winning? It's not like our warriors to be killed. Even if you die, I will have to break her mouth full of old teeth!"

After thinking about it, Yang Yu said:

"If you want to kill her, I'm afraid it's not enough..."

"Um?"

Feng Wushuang's eyes darkened slightly, but she saw the eyes on the opposite side lit up again:

"How did you get the Sun Shooting Fruit?"

"I have my own way!"

After hearing this sentence, Feng Wushuang couldn't help but feel relieved.

Yu Yang is not the first foreign aid he has found, but he is the one he values ​​the most at the moment.

Not only does she possess earth-shaking magical powers, but her martial arts talent is also the best in the world. She is the most likely peer to cross the threshold of a martial saint among the people she knows.

Seeing that he agreed, he couldn't help but be happy, but before mentioning the Sun-Shooting Daoguo, what she said was another thing.

"Swallow Blood?"

Yu Yang couldn't help but squint.

There are only nine great elders in the sect, but it doesn’t mean that all the nine great elders were dead...

This swallow blood is one of them.

According to Feng Wushuang's words, even the old witch was reluctant to eat...

...

...

When Yang Yu walked out of the "Ninth Floor", there were two little maids around him, and at this moment, the sky was about to light up.

Seeing him come out, many scouts watching from afar, the spy left quietly.

"Young Master, do you want it?"

Li'er, a girl in pink, lowered her head slightly.

“No need.”

Yu Yang didn't care.

His arrival was naturally beyond the expectations of the gentry of the great clans in the city. At this moment, there were more than one or two people watching him.

"You want to confuse them?"

That night, Yu Lingxian's heart was very complicated. He only calmed down a little and asked with guesses.

"How do I care about how they see me?"

Yang Yu was playing with the "Blood Escape Bead" obtained from Ma Longtu. Compared with the gentry and clans in the city, this strange pearl that absorbed blood and energy made him more interested.

The core of any magic weapon is a divine seed, which is Yang Yu’s understanding of the legendary “magic weapon” and “magic weapon”.

And this bead confirms this.

【Blood Escape Bead】

[Core: Divine Seed ‘Blood Escape’]

[It can purify alien blood and energy, which can accommodate blood and energy burst at critical moments. The larger the accumulation, the further the distance it can escape, the limit, one hundred and thirty miles]

This gem is naturally far less than the legendary magic weapons, but it is already precious enough for Yang Yu.

Even if he cannot escape the "Thousand Miles of Soul Locking" in one hundred and thirty miles, he can cooperate with the method of hiding the body and hiding the body and hiding the energy, even if the Martial Saint is chasing him, he is sure to avoid it.

If you are in the scope of the dark book, this grasp can even reach seven or eight points.

Of course, the martial saint he was really familiar with was Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of the Western Palace who was the general in the illusion of Liujishan...

When we left the ninth floor, it was dawn and smoke was rising everywhere in the city. After the turmoil in the past three days, many families were worried, but the ordinary people had little impact.

Except for some corrupt scholars, the vast majority of ordinary people do not care whether the big characters on the flag at the top of the city are "Zhang" or "Yang".

If they distribute some food, they would rather be "Yang".

Walking slowly in the city, Yang Yu restrained his breath, and the two women beside him restrained him. There was no snow for several days. Although there was still snow in the city, it became lively.

As soon as the sun came out, all kinds of breakfast shops opened the door.

Yang Yu had a little food for every stall, from this street to that street, and walked to the place where the warehouses and grain were opened.

In the year of a major disaster, there is no food or clothing, and only refugees are hungry and full, ordinary people are naturally not short of food.

As the largest production area in Northwest Road, there are eight large granaries in the city. In order to deal with the siege of the chaotic army, the granaries are all full at this moment.

Even if you eat openly, it will be enough for the people in the city to eat for more than a year.

There are so many tens of thousands of victims, it’s nothing.

However, relief also requires some considerations, not just giving up food, and the boss knows much more about this than him.

This great man in the world seemed to have a chamber of commerce in every big city. With a command, he summoned thousands of people, who had read books and read for a long time.

This is amazing.

As far as Yang Yu knew, even in this Northwest Dao City, those who knew the text and verbs were actually less than one in ten, and those who were proficient in numerology were even more likely to be selected from a hundred!

Moreover, most of them are gentry and large families. When they are given to ordinary people, this number will be greatly reduced.

The reason why Xu Wenji is sought after is that he has devoted himself to establishing schools to provide poor disciples with their studies throughout his life.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is like this year, every year, Jiazi passed by, and the number of people who considered him as his teacher and elder was beyond anyone's imagination.

It should be noted that disciples have disciples, disciples have disciples...

"Student Valve..."

Only after looking at the large number of Confucian scholars who walked out of the crowd and bowed to him, Yang Yu truly realized the weight of "Xu Wenji's disciple".

Even though he was ruthless, even if he was wanted on his back, even if he suppressed the King of Northwest in full view of everyone.

These people still fell in front of them, unlike other Confucian scholars' anger and scolding, but instead respectfully called their teachers.

But what they worshipped was actually Xu Wenji.

"Sir..."

Suppressing the complex emotions that surged in his heart, Yang Yu raised his hand to help everyone up.

As usual, sweep through the secrets, see through the fate of the person, and then find out the best of them, serve them and share the city affairs.

He has done similar things more than once in the past few days and is already familiar with them.

Of course, he also caught the black sheep in it one by one, and was urged by Tongyou, which was very frequent.

Without disturbing the relief team, Yang Yu stood up and left, inspected the eight granaries in succession before leaving slowly.

His appearance is a warning.

He warned the great gentry in the city who had no time to clean up for the time being to not have the idea of ​​making a granary. He believed that these smart people would not be stupid to anger him.

The four great masters in Qingzhou dared to burn granaries because they were confidently erasing the beginning and end. Xu Wenji, who acted according to the king's laws, could not move them without evidence.
To be continued...