Chapter 2227

"Now I've been in the mountains for several days, but there's no clue. What's the use of you!" Feng Qingyang scolded in a bad tone.

"My subordinates, damn it!"

Plop! Plop!

Seeing that Feng Qingyang was angry, all his men immediately turned pale and knelt down to admit their mistakes!

Hum!

Feng Qingyang was ungrateful. He turned away angrily and brushed his sleeves ruthlessly.

Seeing this, elder Wu also sighed, shook his head, and immediately advised Feng Qingyang, "young Lord, in fact, they can't be blamed. These 100000 mountains are originally a mysterious place, with staggered dragon veins and connected mountains. Not to mention that the king of Yunnan has unparalleled attainments in Feng Shui. In addition, we don't have a map. It's really not easy to find the tomb of the king of Yunnan!"

Hearing elder Wu's persuasion, Feng Qingyang's face eased somewhat.

Shaking his head and sighing, he immediately said, "it's all right! In the face of elder Wu, I'll spare you this time!"

"Let's not separate this time. Let's act together. We must find the entrance to the tomb within three days!"

"Otherwise..." speaking of this, Feng Qingyang's eyes slowly cooled down, "you don't want to go back to zongmen from now on!"

"Little Lord!"

Several people looked up together and their eyes were shocked.

The expression was also very frightened.

Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly.

These people are all masters of Hualong list. They are respected by thousands of people outside. They can be described as heroes all over the world.

But I didn't think that I was so attached to this so-called sect door. How strong is this sect door?

The young man seemed very proud of the reaction of his men and couldn't help sneering.

However, he turned his head and looked at Tang Zhiruo, but he immediately changed into a smiling face.

"Girl, you're laughing at my worthless men!" Feng Qingyang pretended to confess, but it was obvious that the expression on his face was very proud.

After all, how many people can command hualongbang's men in the Jianghu?

Feng Qingyang is usually a romantic young master. How many golden ladies of big sects want to marry him. He doesn't care about some small sects at all, but just treats them as playthings.

The Miao woman in front of him, with her handsome appearance and dusty temperament, really moved him.

But Tang Zhiruo didn't think so of his straightforward chat up, and hurriedly hid behind Jiang Beichen.

Feng Qingyang's face was very ugly, but he said with a smile: "brother Jiang, you must be here to find treasure? Meeting is fate. Why don't we join?"

Feng Qingyang has a sinister look in his eyes.

He saw that Tang Zhiruo was very dependent on her husband.

But it doesn't matter. Feng Qingyang's favorite is someone else's wife.

He is confident that as long as he spends more time together, he will make this woman fall in love with himself.

Jiang Beichen said faintly, "sorry, we have our own itinerary. I'm afraid acting together will delay our own affairs. It's better to go separately!"

"Presumptuous!" Uncle Wu immediately scolded, pointed to Jiang Beichen and shouted, "what are you? My young master asked you to go with him. That's for your face. You know how dangerous this 100000 mountain is, and you can break through it? Don't get down on your knees and apologize to my young master!"

Jiang Beichen's eyes sank slightly. This old thing barked fiercely. It's really a little shameless!

However, before he could speak, Qinglin couldn't help it. He immediately stood up and shouted with a red face: "shut up, old man! My brother Jiang is a Hercules! He can even lift the stone dragon king of our ancient witch family. What are you, and dare to bark!"

"Stone dragon king?" Feng Qingyang immediately smiled. Although he didn't know what it was to lift the Dragon King, it was just a mere stone statue. I'm afraid he could lift a finger.

But Qinglin's next words made Feng Qingyang's smile freeze on his face.

"What are you laughing at? Brother Jiang carried the Dragon King. It's ten thousand jin! Do you think you can lift it?" Qinglin snorted with disdain on his face.

what? Ten thousand jin?

Everyone looked surprised.

This will make even elder Wu's eyes slightly changed. He immediately swept towards Jiang Beichen, his eyes like an eagle dove.

Holding ten thousand jin, even martial arts masters can't do it without using their skills.

Is this boy a young master?

However, this son seems to be a little younger than his little master. Is he a young master?

Elder Wu was very suspicious.

Feng Qingyang's face was also slightly surprised. Even though he was taught the Yellow level skill since childhood, and used the natural materials and earth treasures casually, he has only reached the martial arts master in his early twenties.

This is also a great talent among the core disciples of the big sect.

But I didn't think this boy was also a young master?

Is it true that which sect came out?

Elder Wu's eyes flickered.

If this boy is a disciple of the gate sect?

That's not very similar!

After all, I don't even have a dusty temperament!

Moreover, if you are really the core children of the big sect, how can you come to such a dangerous place without expert guards?

Elder Wu shook his head and immediately had a dispute in his heart. Most of the young man is just a scattered cultivation, perhaps just a good talent!