Chapter 39: Not One



In just a moment, Zhang Zongjim's lips were swollen as big as sausages. He lay on the ground wailing, clutching his throat tightly with both hands, and his eyes almost popped out.

Yang Zhen's face showed a look of deep pain, and he pointed at Duan Langcai indignantly: "Duan Langcai, you are so cruel and ruthless, using such vicious means to frame Master Zhang, you are finished, I will tell the elders of Donglin Sect, you are finished."

"No...it's none of my business. It was you, you who suddenly shouted, otherwise how could the blood silkworm be frightened and accidentally hurt Master Zhang?" Duan Langcai's face turned pale with fright. Even if he had ten thousand guts, he would not dare to let the blood silkworm bite Zhang Zongjim.

It would be fine if he was bitten to death. If he fails and the Donglin Sect finds out, even the entire Shijian Sect will not be able to save him.

Yang Zhen was not willing to listen to Duan Langcai's explanation. He looked at Zhang Zongjin who was still twisting and turning on the ground with pity, and chased after the blood silkworm while saying, "Hurry up and give him artificial respiration. Don't tell me you don't know how to do it. Just suck out the poison mouth to mouth, otherwise you're really done."

"Ah? Oh!" Duan Langcai looked panic-stricken, and then seemed to think that Yang Zhen's idea was really good. He looked at Zhang Zongji's lips, swallowed his saliva, and sucked it hard.

"The world is going downhill. Don't look at anything indecent." Yang Zhen was very happy and hurriedly chased after the blood silkworm.

This little thing was not very big, but it ran quite fast. Yang Zhen had to use a rocket to catch up with it.

After slapping the thing to death with a slap, Yang Zhen took some blood and smeared it on a piece of wood he carried with him.

Buzz! A terrifying light suddenly emanated from the arm-thick wood, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy was instantly sucked in by this ordinary piece of wood like a whale swallowing a cow.

The light was bright, it came quickly and disappeared quickly, and in a moment it returned to its original appearance.

After tying the wood behind him, Yang Zhen rushed up the mountain in a hurry.

"Oh no, this is terrible, two men are kissing each other, damn it."

Yang Zhen's voice was so penetrating that everyone on the top of the mountain heard it and their faces suddenly became strange.

"Yang Zhen, stop talking nonsense. What two men?" Luo Yan scolded in a deep voice.

Yang Zhen pointed down the mountain and said, "Duan Langcai and Zhang Zongjin were in love with each other. They lay on the ground and kissed passionately. It was a scene that was really eye-catching."

"snort!"

Ma Dexing's face changed drastically, and he rushed down the mountain with a cold snort.

Everyone hurriedly followed and headed in the direction Yang Zhen pointed.

When everyone came to where Duan Langcai and Zhang Zongjim were, Duan Langcai was still lying on Zhang Zongjim, sucking him non-stop, making a sizzling sound.

"Get out of here, you bastard!" Ma Dexing was furious. Many women present blushed and turned their heads away with a look of shame and anger.

Duan Langcai was shocked and turned his head slowly.

Ma Dexing was shocked when he saw Duan Langcai's appearance: "You, you, you... who are you?"

"I am a foot-washing door idiot, senior dog dirty man ..."

Duan Langcai's lips were swollen like two big sausages, his face was dark blue, and he looked at Ma Dexing anxiously, and he could hardly speak clearly.

Zhang Zongjim had already lost his mind and could only hum continuously.

"Zongjin!" Ma Dexing's face changed drastically. He hurriedly pushed Duan Langcai away and slapped a pill into Zhang Zongjin's mouth.

After seeing Zhang Zongjin's complexion gradually recover, Ma Dexing stood up with a gloomy face and stared at Duan Langcai: "What's going on?"

Duan Langcai's expression changed repeatedly. Suddenly he saw Yang Zhen and pointed at him, wailing, "It was him! He was the one who harmed Young Master Zhang like this!"

Boom! A terrifying wave of air erupted from Ma Dexing's body, causing sand and rocks to fly. His true energy exploded, knocking Duan Langcai to the ground. He pointed at Yang Zhen and said angrily:

"Yang Zhen, it's you again. Do you really think that I dare not kill you, a little bastard?"

"Misunderstanding?" Ma Dexing roared, "Just because Yang Zhen has angered Zong Jin so much that he vomited blood, I have enough reason to kill him several times. You two old guys tell me, what is the misunderstanding?"

Luo Yan paused, glanced at Yang Zhen, and said, "What do you have to say?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips: "If you want to accuse someone of something, you can always find a pretext. Since this senior said that I am guilty of a heinous crime, then what's the point of me explaining it in every possible way? I can only... come and bite me if you have the guts, old man!"

"You..." Ma Dexing took two steps back and looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment.

The rest of the people were also startled and looked at Yang Zhen in confusion.

At first everyone thought that what Yang Zhen said was right. An elder of the Donglin Sect wanted to kill a disciple of a smaller sect. Even if Yang Zhen felt extremely humiliated, what could he do? He would still be killed.

But just when everyone felt that Yang Zhen was a little pitiful, Yang Zhen suddenly changed the subject and scolded Ma Dexing.

This... Is Yang Zhen really not afraid of death? "Good! Good! Good!" Ma Dexing laughed in anger, pointing at Yang Zhen and said, "I haven't seen such an arrogant young man for a long time. Today I will clean up the mess for your sect."

Yang Zhen really couldn't understand these old guys. Not only did they always take advantage of their age, but they also found some high-sounding excuses for themselves. He sneered and said, "Come on, bite me. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

While standing firm and confronting each other, Yang Zhen put his hands behind his back and grasped the wood that was carved with countless magic arrays.

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Buzz! The terrifying energy waves on Ma Dexing's body suddenly condensed into a mad dragon and rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen's eyes narrowed and he was ready to fight to the death. This old guy was at least in the Golden Core stage, maybe even the Nascent Soul stage. With his current strength in the Foundation Establishment stage, he would have no chance of surviving him if no trick worked. He hoped that the thing he had just made would be useful.

At this moment, Luo Yan suddenly made a move, and a terrifying true energy burst out with a casual wave of his hand, colliding with the mad dragon, and a terrifying air wave burst out, causing the surrounding earth and rocks to collapse.

"Elder Ma, calm down first. There may be some misunderstanding. How can you judge that Yang Zhen harmed Zhang Zongjin based on this person's one-sided statement?"

"If not him, then who else?" Ma Dexing snorted coldly.

"Zhang Zongjin is obviously poisoned. What kind of poison is it?"

"Huh?" Ma Dexing's expression changed, and he squatted down with a serious look to look at the signs of poison on Zhang Zongjim's body.

Everyone gathered around and looked at it curiously.

After a moment, Ma Dexing's expression changed, and he stared at Duan Langcai coldly: "Blood Silkworm? Shijian Sect?"

Duan Langcai's face suddenly turned pale: "Senior, please listen to me..."

Boom! Ma Dexing slapped Duan Langcai on the head, and the latter died instantly without even having a chance to speak.

Tsk tsk tsk, Yang Zhen shook his head as he watched, this old guy was really decisive.

Luo Yan glanced at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, then said with a smile: "Well, now that the truth has been revealed, have you decided which sect you want to join, young friend Yang? With your qualifications, the five major sects in Youyang Country will surely be willing to accept you as a disciple."

Ma Dexing snorted coldly and remained silent.

Duan Qing laughed and looked at Yang Zhen and said, "Entrance is a serious matter. Young friend Yang, please think twice. However, if you choose Wuyue Sect, I cannot guarantee anything else, but I will definitely train you as a pillar."

"What?" Luo Yan sneered, "Not only do I regard you as a pillar of strength in Dangu Lake, I also directly accept you as my closed disciple. Except for the sect master, you can become the disciple of any other elder at will."

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, a group of people around looked at Yang Zhen with envy.

Yang Zhen groaned and said, "Seniors, can you... not choose any one?"

What? Everyone was stunned! (End of this chapter)


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