Immortality Cultivation Era

In a hotel suite.

After washing the bath, Song Yang, who was wearing a hotel bathrobe, was lying on the leather chair and yelling at the two middle-aged men in front of him. In this way, he vented his humiliation in Yuejia, and he vented his heart. The anger did not get diverted, but added a few points.

The beard and the other middle-aged man who had no sense of existence looked at each other and could only smile.

In their view, it is a successful completion of the task of bringing Song Yang out of the Yue family.

After opening a few online novels, I couldn't help but wonder whether my young master had gotten an infinite system of death under the coincidence. Otherwise, how could he go further and further on the road of death.

"This tone, we must find it back!" Song Yang said quietly.

"Young master, let's go back..." said the beard and weak beard.

In these five days, he has repeated this sentence and did not know how many times. As a result, Song Yang’s attitude has always been firm, that is, he is unwilling to go back.

The mouth said that it was for venting, and wanted to get back the scene. In fact, the other two people knew that it was Song Yang who had already perceived the sense of crisis.

Not the day, the second master of the shadows, that is, Song Yang’s half-brother, will come to Jiangnan City, and the purpose is the same as them.

Pulling the high song into the shadow door, whether it is the young master Song Yang promoted or the second young master, is a great achievement.

Although Song Yang does not adjust his mouth, he is not willing to admit defeat, but his heart has already been put aside.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, let's go to the Yue family again!" Song Yang seems to have made a lot of determination.

"Young Master, if we go tomorrow, we estimate that the ending is the same as before." The beard and his beard calmly said, "And, before you saw it in Yuejia, the Shao family is also there."

"What about the Shao family?" Song Yang’s speech was weak.

In the past few days, he gradually understood what the Shao family meant and began to understand why Shao Shuai’s tone was so big. The ridiculous thing was that Shao Shuai’s eyes were not in the eye, but I simply recalled it. I feel that my heart is full of sorrow. As Shao Shuai said, even if the other party really kills himself, the people at the shadow door will not scream, let alone help himself.

"Young Master, I think so." The beard has a light cough and said, "The people of Shao family came to Jiangnan City for the same purpose. This can be judged from what Shao Shuai said before. But until now, Shao Jia did not pull the songs together, so let alone our shadow."

Song Yang nodded and understood the meaning of the beard.

"So, even if we go back, it is no big deal. As for the second master... He must not be able to win the song, we can rest easy." The bearded man said with a smile.

Song Yang frowned and fell into meditation.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said: "You said that, in fact, it is true, but if I go back now, I will always feel a little worried, in case? Everything has a case, this is what I often say. if."

The beard is a bit strange, I did not expect that Song Yang now knows that he is not afraid of 10,000, but he is afraid of this.

He patiently listened to Song Yang and continued to say.

Song Yang also has no ink, and expressed his own opinion: "I have to say that Song Yuan's kid is lucky, luck has always been very good, in case this time, Gao Ge really was convinced by him, then we are The status of the shadow door is also plummeting."

"The young master said it." The beard also nodded, and my heart was very sorry.

He felt that he should not jump to the ship of Song Yang in the early years, but should hold the thighs of the two young masters.

Whether it is from cultivation or ingenuity, Song Yang is not a star or a half compared to the two young masters.

In fact, Song Yuan, the second master of Shadow Gate, has been working very hard. Unfortunately, Song Yang has never been too serious. It is like warm boiled frogs. When Song Yang returns to God, Song Yuan has already Keeping pace with him, and won the love of the door, often entrusted with heavy responsibility, and now is directly responsible for the most important intelligence department in the shadow door, this is the foundation of the shadow door.

If it is not because many elders in the shadows have upheld the tradition, and it is forbidden to abandon the young and stand up, and dare to stand up and sing the opposite of the door, I am afraid that Song Yuan is now a small leader.

If Song Yang does not take the time to do something, I am afraid that the position of the younger master will belong to Song Yang sooner or later.

"We still have to go to Yuejia tomorrow, but not to sing high songs." Song Yang said with a sneer.

"Young Master, what do you mean?"

"We are going to disgust him!"

"..." The beard has widened his eyes.

Have to die again?

Originally thought that Song Yang's IQ has begun to pick up, but did not expect that this is a direct downward plunge!

Just as Song Yang just said, IQ is going to fall.

Song Yang also saw the worries of the two middle-aged men in front of him. He smiled and said: "We are now representing the shadows. As long as we are disgusting and disgusting, even if Song Yuan’s boy is coming, I am afraid I will not see it. High song."

The two middle-aged men finally came back to God and understood the meaning of Song Yang and nodded at the same time.

They think that Song Yang’s idea is actually good, but it is more troublesome to implement.

After all, offending a high song is a very irrational thing.

Disgusting people, this kind of thing is good.

However, disgusting people who have a forceful value, this is dead.

If you want to play the role of disgusting and sing, you have to prepare to retreat.

This is like a crazy temptation on the verge of death.

In the mind of the beard, a network picture emerged inexplicably.

The beard has just planned to say a few more words, and the doorbell suddenly rang.

"I am going to open the door." Another middle-aged man who had never spoken did stand up.

He glanced through the cat's eyes and frowned.

"Who is this?" Outside is a woman who is dressed as a enchanting woman. She is about twenty years old. She is wearing a self-cultivation stewardess uniform. The figure is exquisite and exquisite. At this moment, there are countless thoughts in his mind. Is it? Is this a disguised hands of a flight attendant? After all, the shadow door is to do the killer business, such a routine they often use, can be described as handy, and now this time suddenly stood outside a flight attendant, who will be suspicious.

"To serve!" The sound of the delicate drops came in through the door panel.

Song Yang, who was lying in a soft chair, immediately jumped up: "Come to me, you all go out."

"Young Master..." The beard and his beard looked at Song Yang with a silent voice. It was this time. How could he still not understand the curved road? It’s just that there’s some anger, but in this case, Song Yang’s mind is still thinking about these messy things.

No help, they have to get out...

"Handsome guy, is the phone you made?" The girl walked in and threw a wink at Song Yang.