I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 313 Young girl, are you looking for this iron key, or the silver key?
Waste and waste?To tell the truth, he is not useless at all, but a genius.

Ji's family is a holy place, and the family has a huge base of thousands of children, not to mention some disciples whose surname is not Ji.And among the thousands of disciples, waste... Ji San can rank among the top ten in terms of cultivation and intelligence, that is to say, Ji Mingyang's royal body is too invincible among his peers. One fifth of them may fall into Ji San's hands.

But Ji's family is a place that pays attention to rules, and the whole family has a set of rules and regulations. It is obvious that Ji San is not such a good boy.

Up to now, this one and Ji Mingyao have been hated by the Ji family, and the other has been dubbed "Dumped" and named "Dumped Three".One is crowned with the word magic, called the magic key, known as the Ji family male and female dual evil spirits.

Facing Ji San's shamelessness and opening his mouth to order, Zhang Wuyang's face turned black.

This guy really thinks of himself as a master?

"Lao Yang, you are still staring at your grandma's legs, start a fire."

"Crap! Three!!!"

"If you don't cook, don't cook. The thieves are loud."

Being yelled at by Zhang Wuyang, Ji San was a little scared. Although he is one of the Ji family's arrogances, Zhang Wuyang heard that he had reached the level of supernatural powers after his restoration, so he doubted whether his supernatural powers could withstand the fifth rank. Raised Zhang Wuyang's fist.

So he muttered something, and silently leaned back.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Zhang Wuyang always felt that this guy seemed to be using Ji Mingyao as a shield again. If he beat him himself, he had to pass Ji Mingyao's position first.

The problem is, Ji Mingyao is only a hundred catties, and you are a short and fat man of two hundred catties, can Ji Mingyao really hold back your generous body?
Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Zhang Wuyang continued to deal with the dishes on the side.

Time flies, and when the three of them finished their lunch and took a nap, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Zhang Wuyang continued to sit in his rocking chair and bask in the sun, while Ji Mingyao and Ji San ran outside to continue their work. They searched for something in the ruins left by the Gray Heap Thieves.

Unfortunately, for half a day, there was still no result.

In the evening, the old god Zhang Wuyang was still there admiring the coming night, while Ji San and Ji Mingyao came back staring at the dark heads, which were completely dusted.

These two guys were obviously so obsessed with searching for things that they even forgot to use Wu Yuan as a means of isolation.

Fortunately, both of them were in an extraordinary state. As their figures got closer and closer to the entrance of the main hall, the dust accumulated on their bodies had disappeared.

At the entrance of the main hall, seeing Zhang Wuyang still lying there, Ji San unconsciously displayed his deadly eloquence again, "Old Yang, you are sick."

"Huh? Sick?" Zhang Wuyang was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt, "What's wrong? Why don't I know about it myself?"

"Not sick? Then you are not fucking sick, get up and take two steps."

Zhang Wuyang; "..."

So, you are really looking for death!

Gritting his teeth, he planned to do it directly, but Zhang Wuyang still thought about it and asked seriously: "Waste San, are you from Zu'an?"

"Zuan? Where the hell is that?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're in good shape, and it would probably be even better if I beat you up."

After speaking, Zhang Wuyang continued to lie there and squinted.

Ji San was a little guilty, seeing that Zhang Wuyang didn't beat him up, he walked silently into the hall.

It's just that in the hall, apart from Ji Mingyao who had already entered after speaking just now, there is no life at this time, such as... food.

No food, this is torture for Ji San, a short and fat man, almost subconsciously, he turned his head to Zhang Wuyang and said, "Lao Yang, God..."

"Huh~?"

"Ahem, Lao Yang, where's the food? Where's the rice?"

"Do it yourself. People who are 25 and six can't even cook a meal. What's the use of leaving you. And you can eat grains in the extraordinary state, so what else can you eat?"

"What do you mean you don't need to eat in the extraordinary state?" Ji San was anxious, and retorted directly with staring eyes: "The reason why people are fucking human is not only to stand between heaven and earth, but also to inherit civilization and eat. Grandma's is a great subject, a great inheritance, why..."

Snapped!
A slap appeared in the air, and even Jisan couldn't react, and was directly slapped to the ground.

In an instant, in seconds.

His grandma didn't even allow him to say a word, it's almost unlawful, but this coercion is really hidden!The master was beaten up without even reacting, is he really fucking invincible?

Thinking in my heart, I stood up unconsciously with my hands and feet, and then ran to the pot to work.

From the beginning to the end, Ji Mingyao didn't say a word.

In fact, she also wanted to say that when Ji Sanyi came, she was afraid of being 'fucked', 'grandma's', 'bastard', 'God-killed', 'Laozi'. Ji Mingyao wisely chose to be dumb.

The days were spent in the treasure hunting of the two Ji family Shuangsha. In Ji San, he provoked Zhang Wuyang every day and was beaten for No. 12 days and nights. Lying on the side of Zhang Wuyang's rocking chair with a look of being pissed off...

... on the ground.

Zhang Wuyang glanced at the girl and didn't speak, just as Ji San also walked over, so the little aunt broke out.

"Waste three! What's the use of my aunt calling you here!"

"Apart from eating every day, what else is there for you, tell me!"

"Didn't you claim that your natural treasure hunting talent is full? Baby, baby! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Ji San rubbed his nose and said awkwardly, "You can't blame me for this, can you? Who knew that the key you were looking for was so difficult to find."

"You said it!"

"Ah, ah, ah, I don't care, I want that secret realm key, I want that secret realm key..."

"If you can't find it anymore, I'll spread the word about you peeking at sister Mingmei's bath when you were a child, heh heh!"

"Pfft~!" Zhang Wuyang happened to be sitting there with a cup of tea, and when he heard such explosive news, he spit out a mouthful of water.

Does this kid have such a strong taste?

It's not that Ji Mingmei is not good-looking, she is also very good looking, a big beauty over ninety!

But that's the cousin of this waste three, the kind who doesn't have blood relationship with the three clothes.

German orthopedics, understand?

Season three: "..."

Ji San: "You, you, no, didn't you agree not to speak out?"

The momentum is very weak, so it's no wonder that Ji Mingyao didn't look for anyone, but he found this guy to hunt for treasures together. It's obviously because he was grasped and easy to manipulate!

"Did I tell you?" Ji Mingyao was stunned for a moment, and then saw Zhang Wuyang with a weird expression, but he said casually, "Xianyu is my brother, how can we count him as an outsider?"

"Can…"

"No, but! Auntie is going to see the key to the secret realm today. If you don't see it, you will be trained by your father, your second uncle, and your grandfather."

"I... what the hell did my father do!!!"

Looking up at the sky, Ji San walked out resentfully, and continued to work hard in the ruins.On the other side, Zhang Wuyang couldn't bear it any longer, and took out one...three keys from his pocket, one black, one silver-white, and one gold.

"Young girl, is this the iron key you are looking for? Or is this the silver key? Or is this the golden key?"

"..."

"..."

"Chi~~~"

On the ground, Ji Mingyao lay there sucking his nose forcefully, staring at San Mo Key with a dazed expression.

(End of this chapter)