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"Master, you won't be able to kill him now."

"Hmm? I can't kill him? "

"Yes, that's right. Even if the master were to beat him up into meat paste, he wouldn't die."

"He won't die?" "Why?"

Little Ling walked in front of Xiangyang and carefully sized him up. Xiangyang didn't know why, but this little girl who looked like she only had Golden Pill Stage gave him a feeling that he had been completely seen through.

Little Ling smiled, and hooked his finger at Xiang Yang's forehead. A blue talisman with blue flames slowly flew out from Xiang Yang's forehead.

Little Ling waved the talisman in his hand towards Meng Yang: "Alright, Master, now you can kill him."

"You, don't come over here. I, I'll tell you, I'm a person of the Xiang Family, if you dare touch me, then you will be making an enemy out of the entire Xiang Family."

"Xiang Family?" Meng Yang laughed disdainfully, "Speaking of which, I still have a sum to settle with Xiang Family. It just so happens that right now, I will start with you."

Meng Yang did not give Xiang Yang the chance to speak further. He directly smashed the top of Xiang Yang's head, turning him into a cloud of blood and exploded.

Seeing such a bloody scene, Xiao Yan's complexion paled. It was obvious that he was not used to this kind of bloody scene.

Meng Yang never thought that a casual swing of his hand would actually possess such power.

"Little Ling, this is..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Master, don't come over yet. Retreat."

"Hmm? "What's wrong?"

"Master, what did you say?" Look at how dirty you are, you aren't allowed to get close to Xirou and me before you clean yourself. "

"Err …" However, if you are not allowed to get close to you, then you are not allowed to get close to you. Why do you want to include Xirou in this? "

Little Ling rolled his eyes at Meng Yang, "Master, could it be that you hope for Xirou to say those words again?"

"Alright, then I'll go find a place to wash up."

The Xiang Family located to the west of Cultivation Realm.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, it's bad, it's bad!" A Xiang Family disciple ran into the Xiang Family hall in panic.

Seated in the Xiang Family Hall was a middle-aged man who looked to be around fifty years of age, but he was actually somewhat similar to Xiang Wenyu, "What is it? "How flustered are you?"

"My, my lord, it's bad, Young Master Yang's Soul Lamp is out."

"What did you say!" The middle-aged man stood up straight from his seat, causing the other people in the hall to be a bit excited, "How is that possible?" Yang'er clearly has a soul attracting talisman, how could his Soul Lamp be extinguished? "

"This... This subordinate doesn't know either. "

"Patriarch, I see that something isn't so simple. Since the other party was able to kill Young Master Yang, it means that the other party knows that Young Master Yang has a Soul Summoning Talisman and has a way of breaking it. That means this matter has been planned for a long time."

The Patriarch of the Xiang Family frowned, "Who would want to target my Xiang Family?"

"Patriarch, rather than speculating here, why don't we ask him directly?"

"Mn, you're right," A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Patriarch of the Xiang Family. "No matter who it is, I will make them pay the price for killing the Yang'er!"

"Master, are you done bathing? You've been there for so long, you should be done washing, right? If that's not possible, then I'll help you. "

"I'm done washing. I don't need you to help me, I'm done washing."

Meng Yang randomly found a river and washed himself in the river for around ten minutes. What made Meng Yang curious though was that once his clothes left his body, the water surface immediately dried up.

"Little Ling, what did you use to make this for me? Not only will it not break, it will even automatically dry up. However, it's just too difficult to wash up. "

"Tch!" I told you already, you don't even know how precious the materials used to make this set are. I wasn't even willing to use this kind of material to make clothes, and it took me so much effort to save up a little of this material, so I gave it all to master. "

"Oh? "Is that so?" Meng Yang laughed evilly as he walked in front of Little Ling.

"Master, you, what are you doing?" Seeing Meng Yang's mischievous smile, Little Ling subconsciously retreated a few steps.

Meng Yang immediately carried Little Ling into the river like a princess.

AHH!" Little Spirit wrapped her arms around Meng Yang's neck. "Master, what, what are you doing!?

Meng Yang carried Little Ling all the way until his neck was exposed, then Meng Yang landed with Little Ling in his arms.

Meng Yang touched Little Ling's clothes, which were not drenched in the slightest, "You have saved up for a long time? He wasn't even willing to use it? "How do I remember you saying that you still have a lot of money left when you gave me this set of clothes. If you don't like it, why don't you change it again?"

"Err …" That... This... "I, I was just trying to show that I treat my master well, I didn't expect my master to be so sincere."

"How could I not know your little Jiu Jiu Jiu?"

Little Ling made a grimace towards Meng Yang, "Master is truly hateful, even if Master knows about it, you shouldn't expose me, right? Can't you pretend to be moved a little?"

"Pretending to be moved? Can you pretend to be moved by something like that? "

"Brother." Mun Xirou walked in front of Meng Yang while holding onto his clothes embarrassedly.

"Hmm? "What's wrong?"

"Um, can you hug me like how you hugged Little Ling just now? Ever since I was young, Big Bro has never hugged her like this. "

Meng Yang smiled slightly, "Of course you can." Meng Yang directly carried Mun Xirou the way a princess would carry a princess.

Mun Xirou wrapped his arms around Meng Yang's neck, and rested his head on Meng Yang's chest.

Meng Yang carried Mun Xirou under a tree, and indicated for Mun Xirou to come down, but Mun Xirou pretended not to hear anything, and continued to hug Meng Yang's neck. Towards Mun Xirou who was a scoundrel, Meng Yang had no other choice but to hug Mun Xirou and sit down, then placed Mun Xirou on his lap, "Since when did Xirou learn Little Ling's move to be a scoundrel?"

"Hmm? Do you still need to learn something like this? "

"Humph!" What do you mean, master? What do you mean imitate me? "Could it be that in the eyes of my master, I am such a shameless person?"

"Hmm? Isn't it? "

"Humph!"

"Oh right, Little Ling, what did you take out from Xiangyang's brain before?"

Little Ling sat next to Meng Yang in a depressed and depressed manner, "I won't tell you." Little Ling patted the empty space on the other side of him, "Come, Xia He, come and sit. We don't need to care about Master, Master is too bad."

Xia He sat beside Little Ling and laughed while covering his mouth, "Indeed, Little Ling is the cute one who is angry."

Ah!" Xia He, what do you mean by this?

"Hmm? "I don't mean anything. I'm just saying that you're cute. Can't you even do that?"

"Although you are saying that I'm cute, I keep feeling that your description is a bit strange."