My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 340 Be Kind to People
Yang Zhen walked over and sternly looked at this boy who was the same age as her.

Zhao Lian seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly raised his lowered head, and looked at Yang Zhen.

Resentment, unwillingness, curse...

"Zhao Lian," Yang Zhen folded her hands and said coldly, "What did I, Yang, do that you really want to kill me?"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lian was stunned, then gritted his teeth and said, "You lowly slave! You not only caused my parents to be sent to the mine, but also humiliated me many times and hindered my progress. I, Zhao Lian, wish I could eat you Your flesh, your skin!"

"It's reasonable for your parents to embezzle the family's pills and spiritual stones." Yang Zhen sneered, "As for blocking your way forward—"

"What are you, it's worth my special effort to stop you!"

"If you hadn't been gossiping behind the Great Elder's back, I would have been the one who entered the sect back then, not Zhao Ying!" Zhao Lian roared hoarsely.

"Haha!" Yang Zhen raised her head and laughed loudly: "With your narrow-minded and narrow-minded personality, I still need to gossip. If there is a choice, no one will choose you!"

As he said that, he stopped being polite and stepped forward, "Slap!", and slapped Zhao Lian hard on the face, turning his head to one side, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"This one," Yang Zhen yelled angrily, "It was for Big Brother Yuqi!"

"Your personal grievances for yourself not only harmed me, but also caused Brother Yuqi to lose his life!"

"You, damn it!"

After speaking, another slap in the face!

"This is for Big Brother Yuxi!"

Snapped!
"This is for Miss Yueer, you caused her to waste a magic weapon for protecting herself!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
"This is for a few casual cultivators who are not guilty of death!"

Finally, Yang Zhen clenched her palm into a fist and slammed into his collarbone, the bone cracking sound could be clearly heard.

"This is for me!"

Yang Zhen punched with six palms, crippled Zhao Lian's left eye, slanted half of his cheek, and finally, his collarbone was shattered.

This is still his ability to control himself, otherwise, with a single palm, he could directly kill this kid.

Not far away, the ten elders' face twitched uncontrollably.He originally wanted to stop it, but Yang Zhen mentioned the death of Zhao Yuqi, Zhao Yuxi and others, and also mentioned Zhao Yueer's magic weapon of protection, which made him put down the right hand that he had raised several times.

Yang Zhen no longer looked at Zhao Lian, who was groaning and speechless on the ground in a puddle of mud, and returned to the deck, looking at the mountains in the distance, her heart fluttering.

Nanny and Zhao Yueer were not far from him.

"Are you angry?" Mammy smiled understandingly.

"If it wasn't for the elder's order in advance, I would have killed him with my own hands." Yang Zhen was still angry.

"After all, he is the direct descendant of the Zhao family. If you kill him, it won't look good on your face." Mammy sighed.

"How will the Council of Elders deal with him?" Yang Zhen asked.

"Death, or slavery in the mines, never pardoned. The latter is more likely."

Yang Zhen remained silent.

At this time, I saw a woman in filial piety, leading a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, also in filial piety, to come to Yang Zhen.

"Bao'er, kowtow to benefactor." The woman ordered softly.

The boy didn't say a word, and immediately fell to the ground, knocking his head three times in a row.

"Aunt Geng, what's going on?" Yang Zhen asked strangely by turning her body sideways, avoiding Geng Xiubao's kowtow.

"I already know the whole story," Aunt Geng wiped her tears and said gratefully, "If Mr. Yang hadn't found and killed the spies of Qin, where would we, mother and son, go to avenge our father? "

"So, please accept my mother and son's worship." She also knelt down on her knees, wanting to thank Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen evaded again, and it took a while before she stopped.

Finally, he asked about the future plans of the mother and son.

"What else can we do? Let's go home and guard the spirit veins to live," Aunt Geng said with a forced smile, "In any case, compared to mortals who can't cultivate, our life is much better."

"What about Xiubao's cultivation?" Yang Zhen asked, "I heard that Uncle Geng planned to send him to Black Wind Valley?"

"Well," Aunt Geng's face darkened: "I won't go. Let's practice slowly, a few years earlier and a few years later, that's all."

"How about this," Yang Zhen took out two hundred spirit stones: "You go home first and deal with Uncle Geng's funeral, then you ask Xiubao to come to Zhao's house in Yunya Town to find me, and I will send him to Black Wind Valley!"

"That's it!" After pushing me several times, Yang Zhen forced them to accept the travel expenses.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind:
If Zhao Lian had always been friendly with him, would he help him today?

Should be.He has no shortage of contribution points now, and of course he is willing to help his friends around him under the conditions within his ability.

So, still have to be kind to people!

For a narrow-minded person, the road will become narrower and narrower.

……

After more than an hour, the spacecraft arrived at Zhao Town.People from other families in Weiyang County borrowed the Zhao family's teleportation array to go home one after another after getting off the flying boat, while Yang Zhen came to the courtyard where they often lived with the mother and others.

It was not completely dark at this time, and when she heard that the flying boat was going to the county city early in the morning, and then turned to the state city, Yang Zhen asked the mother if he could go to the family treasury now.

"The Zongmen's reward hasn't come down yet," the elder said, "But, I discussed with your ancestor just now, and I can give you a quota of [-]. Tonight, as long as you don't exceed this amount, everything in it will be fine." It can be taken away."

"I'm going too!" Zhao Yueer immediately clamored from the sidelines, and Caiyun also showed a yearning expression.

"Then let's go." Mammy smiled.

……

That night, the bluestone space.

Yang Zhen dumped a storage bag on the ground, and all the contents in it fell out.

Two grasses, one green and one black, surrounded them curiously.

Youyou was still a little afraid of Yang Zhen, and was dragged over by a leaf protruding from Yiyi.

"Look at what I have harvested in the Zhao family's treasury today!" Yang Zhen said cheerfully.

He first pointed to a big round wooden barrel, and said to the little thing:

"This is two hundred catties of spiritual honey, all for you!"

"What about Youyou, doesn't she have one?" The little thing was quite righteous.

"She is your little sister, you decide how much you want to give her." Yang Zhen laughed.

Then he pointed to another big urn: "This is a hundred catties of high-quality spirit wine, and it's yours too!"

"Brother, you are so kind!" Yiyi Lezizi danced in the air.This time, without grabbing Youyou, the little black grass trembled and flew towards the distance, as if it wanted to fly far away, but it didn't dare.

Yang Zhen didn't bother to talk to her, and put out two stacks of jade boxes, six in each.

"Yiyi, Wood Lingzhu!" He opened a stack of jade boxes.

The little thing floated over quickly, pretending to be intoxicated, and continued to sway.

"This," Yang Zhen opened another stack of jade boxes, "it's the earth spirit stone."

call!As if a gust of wind blew by, Yang Zhen saw a blur in front of her eyes, a black grass had fallen among the earth spirit stones, and each of the four feather leaves was wrapped with an earth spirit stone, and she refused to let go.

PS: I am conceiving the following plot, hoping to speed up the pace.

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