Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 344 Big Liar

Carp Eagle Dream.

The surname Mori is of the same lineage.

Here, the vitality is majestic, spiritual springs surge, and all kinds of rays of light and rainbows cross the sky.

The rich inspiration turns into substantial starlight, brilliantly guiding us.

It can form a blue lotus, a star god, or a golden dragon...it is extremely luxurious.

And in the most core group of glorious palaces, there is a fairy glow, overflowing with color, like a fairyland.

"Ang~"

Out of nowhere, a long roar of a dragon was heard.

Hearing the voice, everyone looked up.

Fang Yang was seen walking slowly towards them, with a thousand-year-old peach wood sword on his waist.

He was wearing a black robe, standing tall and with a calm expression.

His appearance was brief, even ordinary.

But all the Sen clan members around him stopped and looked up at his figure.

During this period, the atmosphere in the Sen family gradually became heavy and serious.

A big part of the reason is because of the huge conflict between the matriarch surnamed Sen and her daughter Sen Yuanyuan.

The source of the conflict is the man walking on the bluestone street.

But no one expected that he would actually come back from the Desolate Realm.

Moreover, he went straight to the Sen family’s residence alone!

How courageous is this?
"I heard that he committed a series of massacres in the Desolate Realm, and even killed the Third Prince of Daxuan."

"Hiss~ This kid is so scary~"

"Who says it's not true? The Third Prince of Daxuan is a young great sage. Even so, he can still cross the boundary and kill."

"Yes, a very obvious fact is that he is also a young great saint!"

"Tsk, what nonsense! It's not just that. According to my guess, he may even be able to reach the realm of a young venerable."

"Is this true? Without someone behind him, how can he suppress the region's genius?"

"..."

Everyone was talking about it and exclaiming in amazement.

Fang Yang's face was calm, and he was not disturbed by the noise around him.

In front of him, several elders of the Sen clan led him forward with cold and expressionless faces.

He also knew that because of Qing Rushang, many of the elders of the Sen clan were dissatisfied with him in their hearts.

Many people might even want to suppress him!

However, the commotion he made in the Desolate Realm was too huge.

Apart from the Saint, no one dares to say that they can fight against him.

Of course, perhaps the fierce and murderous aura that might or might not have emanated from him also suppressed other discussions.

Overall, this time when he arrived at the Sen family’s residence, he was ignored, but he was not deliberately embarrassed!
A quarter of an hour later.

Yin Yang Taoist bamboo forest.

Fang Yang walked in slowly.

As soon as he entered, the divine light in his eyes suddenly surged.

It’s because there is no Sen Yuanyuan here, only Sen Mu, Sen Suiliu and other people from the main lineage.

"Sen Yuanyuan is not here?"

Fang Yang was suspicious, "Could he be detained?"

To be honest, he was not interested in Fang Nian's regrets.

He just wanted to complete the task quickly and quickly obtain the inheritance of [Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram Vision].

But he also understood that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

At this moment, not seeing Sen Yuanyuan, he became nervous and gradually became alert.

"I didn't expect that you would come back within two months." Mother Sen's eyes were complicated.

Mother Mori has a beautiful and graceful appearance. She wears a light green moon-lit skirt and a phoenix crown on her head. She has an imposing majesty.

Sen Suiliu next to her is as delicate as a piece of jade and very cute.

Mother Sen looked down and caught a glimpse of the ten thousand year old peach wood sword on Fang Yang's waist. Instantly, her face turned cold: "Ten thousand year old peach wood sword, haha, are you really going to be stubborn? Or is my Yuan Yuan not worthy of you?"

"Absolutely not!" Fang Yang's voice fell to the ground, firmly and decisively.

Hearing this, Sen's mother sneered repeatedly.

Soon, she started talking to Fang Yang.

"That's not true. Then where do you put Yuanyuan?"

"I wish I could take the moonlight and sunshine to add color to her clothes."

"Hehe, what about Miss Rushang?"

"We are in harmony with each other."

"Asshole! You are so presumptuous!!"

"So, here I am."

"..."

Fang Yang had a heated conversation with Sen's mother. Both sides used words as swords and rules as spears, and started another battle without the smoke of gunpowder.

Such a scene made the younger generation like Sen Suiliu's scalps tingle and they felt terrified.

Mother Sen always holds a view that she can retreat, but in return, her daughter Sen Yuanyuan must be the only one!

Fang Yang naturally refused. This dream adventure mission required him to make up for two major regrets.

If he is not careful, he will fail, which is what he does not want to see.

In the end, the two sides reached a stalemate.

Everything can only be verified by hands-on experience!
If Fang Yang really passes the Seven Star Tower, everything will turn around.

If that doesn't work, then the best you can do is choose one of the two.

Regardless of whether it is from the perspective of the eldest daughter of the Sen family or from the perspective of her daughter, Mother Sen still firmly insists that Sen Yuanyuan can only be his wife!
"Rules and constraints? Parental love? Family reputation?" Fang Yang felt something.

However, he had actually anticipated such a situation.

After all, at the beginning, he didn't want to establish contact with Sen Hui because of this consideration.

Later on, Sen Hui slowly walked into his heart.

…………

Just before heading to the Seven Star Tower, Fang Yang finally met Sen Yuanyuan.

Sen Yuanyuan was wearing a green palace skirt, her hair dancing lightly, and her slender body was light and graceful.

Her whole body is clear and intelligent, like a fairy who has descended to earth, transcending the mundane world and untainted by dust.

At this moment, her face looked a little haggard, and her bright eyes showed fatigue. She was so pitiful.

"You're back…"

Her eyes suddenly brightened, and all the loneliness in her eyes disappeared, as if she had come alive from an ink painting.

But when she saw the thousand-year-old peach wood sword on Fang Yang's waist, she paused slightly, changed from jogging to walking quietly, and stopped.

Fang Yang saw all this, but he pretended not to see it.

Fang Yang smiled faintly: "I'm back to fulfill my promise."

"Promise...you are a big liar, a big liar...wuwu..." Sen Yuanyuan's eyes turned red and tears welled up, all the grievances of many days were poured out.

Seeing this, Sen Suiliu, who was behind Fang Yang, hurried over, hugged her sister Sen Yuanyuan, and comforted her.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yang took a step and walked forward.

Under the gaze of Sen Yuanyuan, Sen's mother, Sen Suiliu and others, he went straight to the Seven Star Tower.

The Seven Star Tower looks like a giant purple-gold tower, with mottled Taoist patterns such as the Nine Nether Hell Dog, ancient blue lotus and pure white crane.

The tower is extremely tall, seemingly connecting the sky and the earth, giving people a sense of grandeur and majesty.

"The Seven Star Tower is not easy to break into." Sen Suiliu had a complicated expression on his face.

She both hopes that Fang Yang will succeed and doesn't want him to succeed.

Overall, her biggest hope is that her sister won't get hurt again.

"He was able to kill the Third Prince of Daxuan. Obviously, he has the strength of a young great sage."

Mother Mori looked at him dimly, "But an ordinary young great sage cannot completely pass through the Seven Star Tower."

Sen Yuanyuan said nothing, but just watched the receding figure quietly.

(End of this chapter)