Yang Yu was a little confused.

Ji Yonghao tried so hard to get him to agree to escort Ji Hongxue to escape from the Blue Country.

Now, one of Ji Hongxue's guards actually said that he would be fired and take his place?

"So, you are dissatisfied with my execution and have any objections?"

An Bulang's eyes suddenly became cold, and he held Yang Yu's hand slightly harder.

Yang Yu was obviously a monk who majored in the cold element, but at this moment, he felt an even more terrifying chill on the other person's body, as if his whole body would go cold if he said the word "no" again.

"No...no objection." Yang Yu felt that he couldn't defeat An Bulang.

A man who knows the current situation is a hero, and he chose to surrender.

Hearing this, An Bulang let go of his hand with a satisfied expression and said with a smile, "Can you still move?"

"Don't dare to move, don't dare to move." Yang Yu shook his head hastily.

"Huh?" An Bulang said with a long nasal voice.

Yang Yu's stern face couldn't hold back: "You can move if you say you can!!"

Ji Hongxue watched from the side and her three views were refreshed. Is this the benefit of power? The powerful monk who was arrogant and cold before and looked down upon by no one, now turned into a lick in the blink of an eye under An Bulang's almost invincible force.

dog.

"Then why are you still standing here?" An Bulang curled his lips and said, "Lead the way."

"Ah?" Yang Yu was stunned.

"Where is the spirit stone that Ji Yonghao gave you? I can't just fulfill my obligations and not enjoy my rights!" An Bulang said seriously.

Yang Yu and Ji Hongxue both felt a little tight in their chests, and the young man's thoughts were now clear.

The real purpose of him being so active in causing trouble is for the spiritual stone!!

"Are you going to move?" An Bulang said impatiently.

"I move, I move!" Yang Yu gritted his teeth.

"The spiritual stones paid to me by Ji Yonghao have been transferred to a carriage outside the city. I plan to use that carriage to escape..."

"It doesn't matter, lead the way!" An Bulang said without hesitation.

"Sister Hongxue, just keep an eye on Yinyin in the palace. These two days are extraordinary times, so don't make trouble." An Bulang ordered.

Ji Hongxue nodded obediently, wondering who the troublemaker liked the most, don't you have an idea in your mind?

An Bulang followed Yang Yu out of the palace in high spirits.

He asked Yang Yu how many spiritual stones Ji Yonghao had given him.

Yang Yu said: "I gave you three hundred."

Bang!! An Bulang suddenly slapped Yang Yu until he vomited blood and fell to the ground, shouting: "Tell the truth!"

Yang Yu was completely stunned and said aggrievedly: "I didn't lie..."

An Bulang carefully judged the other party's reaction before nodding with satisfaction: "Oh, I just wanted to test whether you were lying. It seems that you are very honest. I appreciate you very much."

Yang Yu opened his mouth wide, covering his red and swollen cheeks, his expression a little dull.

What is this operation?

Do you really think that if you praise me, I will forget about you suddenly hitting me?

Before, Yang Yu would have drawn his sword in anger and killed the opponent with one strike.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two was so big that Yang Yu did not dare to offend An Bulang and could only swallow his grievances.

I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't beat him...

Yang Yu kept emphasizing silently in his heart, forcing himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

He took An Bulang out of the palace and rushed towards the escape point he had prepared in advance.

A post station outside the royal city.

There were two men wearing purple clothes and hats, whose faces could not be seen clearly, standing quietly next to a carriage.

Not long after, Yang Yu and An Bulang appeared in their sight.

They all looked a little confused.

Didn't Yang Yu go to the palace to pick up the beautiful third princess? Why did he pick up a man?

"These two are named Wang Lin and Wang Ling. They are both monks worshiped in the palace. They are two brothers. They are both top masters of the seventh level of the Mysterious Body. They were originally sent by Ji Yonghao to cooperate with my operation...

"Yang Yu took the initiative to introduce.

"Senior Yang." When Wang Lin and Wang Ling saw Yang Yu, they immediately bowed and saluted.

"Well..." Yang Yu nodded indifferently, and said in a superior manner, "Go and carry out all my spiritual stones."

The two of them didn't know why, but they still followed the instructions and carried out a well-sealed box.

An Bulang opened the box and saw the spiritual stones exuding a light green luster. A satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Very good, it's really three hundred. Although it's less than expected, it's better than nothing."

After saying that, he covered the box and fixed it on his back with a few cloth strips. Then he turned around and left happily, waving and saying, "Thank you."

Yang Yu struggled to squeeze out a smile: "You're welcome..."

Wang Lin and Wang Ling saw that An Bulang had taken all the spiritual stones given by Ji Yonghao, and finally couldn't help it anymore: "Senior Yang, this..."

Yang Yu sighed faintly: "Can't you see it yet? We have been fired."

"How could the king go back on his word?" the two brothers were filled with indignation.

"No, we were fired by that man." Yang Yu muttered, pointing to the figure in white who was carrying a box and leaving with light steps.

"Why?!" The two brothers were still unconvinced.

Yang Yu's eyes were deep and he said quietly: "With fists."

…

An Bulang carried a box of spiritual stones on his back, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the royal city.

He was in a good mood, because with these three hundred spiritual stones, he would have the opportunity to advance from the seventh level of Mysterious Physique to the eighth level of Mysterious Physique.

"Hmm... By the way, have I been promoted too quickly recently? In just a few days, I have gone from the third level of Mysterious Body to the seventh level of Mysterious Body. It's not good to go too fast. I have to slow down my promotion speed...

..." An Bulang thought carefully, and finally clapped his hands and decided, "Okay, then I will advance to the eighth level of Mysterious Body in two days!"

He doesn't need to worry about foundation issues when he gets promoted. After all, a person like him who is rebuilding has a big tank in his body that can hold the sea. It doesn't matter how much water he pours into it. The only disadvantage is that he gets promoted too quickly and gets complacent easily.

"Well... don't be arrogant and arrogant, just take it one step at a time." An Bulang silently encouraged himself.

Suddenly, he stopped and turned his gaze to the forest on the right.

"Don't run away! Yan Huo Lei belongs to my Ghost King Sect!"

"Hahaha... little beauty, you are also from my Ghost King Sect!!"

Two evil cultivators, wearing black robes and exuding a cold aura, were running around in the forest with evil smiles.

A woman ran ahead with a panicked look on her face, a pale look on her pretty face.

She swayed in a gauze suspender red dress, revealing her snow-white shoulders, graceful collarbones, and seductive two touches of snow-white. She was clearly running for her life, but with a fatal temptation, which was very eye-catching.

The woman unknowingly ran close to where An Bulang was standing, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

An Bulang could sense that the other party's aura was very weak, as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

"Hehehe, the little beauty from Tianxiang Sect, won't you continue running away?"

"After being hit by our Hua Gu Ruan Powder, all the spiritual energy in the body will be dispersed, and the bones and flesh will be softened. Where can you go? I have long heard that the flowers and green bamboos of Tianxiang Sect are beautiful and moving, and today I can finally taste them...

…”

The two evil cultivators were holding long swords and approaching greedily.

"Sir, save me..." Hua Qingzhu lay on the ground and raised his beautiful eyes to look at An Bulang, as if trying to grab the last life-saving straw.

An Bulang blinked. From his angle, he could still see the woman's excellent figure in the waist-fitting long skirt, which was so majestic that it almost burst the clothes. She kept rising and falling while breathing violently, and her two slender thighs were weak.

He was leaning against the ground, seemingly struggling to stand up again.

It would be a pity not to save such a beautiful beauty...

An Bulang tightened the spirit stone box behind him, glanced at Hua Qingzhu who fell to the ground, and nodded slightly: "It's really big."
Chapter completed!