I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 382
In the early morning, as soon as the Jiufu Inn opened, the bodyguard team had already left. A group of bodyguards were still running around the rivers and lakes for a useless thing. Dart, of course we have to do our best.

In the inn, because there were no guests, Yi Xingchen and Xu Linger were very affectionate and did not care about other people's feelings at all.

Even the scholar and Cen Jiarong exchanged glances, causing Zhang Wuyang, whose wife was not around, to squat down on the steps of the door.

"The grandma's Qiqing Dafa is really fierce!"

Leaning there, Zhang Wuyang stared at the sky and muttered to himself.

Last night, the female sage of the Seven Emotions secretly performed the Seven Emotions Dao Technique on him at the end. Although he ran away in a hurry and failed to catch the trick, he was still contaminated a little.A little of the Dao of Seven Emotions leaked from him still made these four people absorb a little last night.

Obviously, these four guys couldn't resist the erosion of the Dao, and something super-friendship happened.

"Sin! This old lady is like a walking aphrodisiac! Xiao Cen is only seventeen this year, right? Can the scholar be able to handle it?"

"And those bodyguards last night... Uh ⊙⊙!"

Don't dare to think, don't dare to think, it is easy to cause accidents if you think too much.

As the only person in the inn who was not defeated by the evil, Zhang Wuyang silently withdrew his divergent thinking, watched his nose and nose, watched his heart, guarded the altar quietly, and united his mind and mind.

"Xiao Zhang, ran out to bask in the sun early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, see for yourself."

"Look at it yourself?" A law enforcement officer from a small town came from a distance, and in layman's terms he was a policeman. Seeing Zhang Wuyang's nervous look, he looked inside.

"Bah! Smelly! Sour!"

Throwing down three words, he ran away despondently.

This kind of atmosphere has existed in the inn for a long time. Around noon, the four people in the inn finally stopped being so blatant, but when Zhang Wuyang entered, the four announced a news to him with smiles.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm going to marry Xing Chen!"

"And me and me, brother Zhang, the scholar and I are getting married too!"

So, this is to disgust Zhang Wuyang sincerely, right?
Think of him and Ji Mingyao, who had been in love for several years and finally handed over to each other two years ago, but due to various reasons, so far he has not held a grand wedding for Ji Mingyao.

It turned out that these four were good, they only came into contact with each other at a negative distance last night, and today they announced that they would achieve a positive result.

"Hey~" For Zhang Wuyang's ignorance, Cen Jiarong, the youngest, expressed that he could not tolerate Zhang Wuyang's ignorance, and let out a disdainful sneer, but hummed in his brain circuit: "Brother Zhang, what expression do you have, we are getting married, congratulations, congratulations? "

"I wish you an early birth of your son."

"No sincerity, hum!"

Hey!Still want me to be sincere?
Glancing at Cen Jiarong, Zhang Wuyang said seriously: "Okay, okay, then I wish you to give birth to a big fat boy, and then you will be pregnant in October, and you will have a big belly every day. It’s changing diapers, you don’t even have time to dress up, you’re sloppy every day, your child cries at every turn, you can’t hate you if you accidentally poop, you..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen..."

From Zhang Wuyang's sour smell, 17-year-old Cen Jiarong was obviously no match, and was almost frightened into tears as he covered his ears.

The scholar gave Zhang Wuyang a hard look, and then started coaxing and deceiving Cen Jiarong, for fear that an inattentive wife would have a fear of getting married.

Focusing on Xu Linger,
"No, Xiao Zhang, it's better not to bless you, you can't stand it."

Xu Linger didn't say anything yet, after all, she was in her thirties, and she had never eaten pork and seen pigs run away, but Yi Xingchen felt guilty and scared, so she quickly stopped Zhang Wuyang's words of blessing.

"Cut! Most people want me to bless me, should I bless you or not!"

After leaving the sour words, Zhang Wuyang walked towards the backyard.

Today, Young Master Zhang is on strike!
Don't ask the reason, it just makes me feel sour!

Day after day passed, no matter how sad Zhang Wuyang was, the wedding of Xu Linger and Yi Xingchen, Cen Jiarong and the scholar was still finalized, on March [-]th, only eleven days away from now.

During this period, Yi Xingchen's parents and Cen Jiarong's parents and relatives also came one after another, making the inn a little more lively.

Xu Ling'er has no relatives alive, and the scholar is the same. Now seeing her significant other is full of relatives and friends, the two of them quickly integrated into it, and they are very happy.

And in the backyard of the inn, Zhang Wuyang held a book and glanced at the chatting crowd, full of kind fatherly love.

This!
They are all children brought out by his young master Zhang!
Xiao Yan: "I, I, I am finally a complete martial artist, and now I can beat Grandpa Hexiao, hahahahahahahaha."

Um, this is crazy, doesn't count.

Scarlet: "Sorry, I have been a Martial Immortal for more than a year, although I can't beat Grandpa He Xiao, the leader of the group."

Keisha: "It's been two years since I arrived from the false Martial Immortal to the real Martial Immortal, I miss you."

Tu Shan Susu: "Two years, two years, nostalgia."

Yunlu: "It's been more than a year, I miss you."

Liang Bing: "It's been a year, I miss you, huh huh."

Zhang Luochen: "I can't understand your nostalgia, because... I'm a step-by-step Martial Immortal, and I haven't experienced a pseudo-Martial Immortal, quack quack quack!"

Luo Mingyue: "Yes, yes, yes, quack, quack!"

Xiongba: "Envy!"

Shangguan Xingfeng: "Envy!"

Billion: "Envy!"

……

In the chat group, as the time in the group got longer and longer, there was finally a gap in the qualifications of the group members.

Leader Xiong is the most pitiful, he is still the king of gods, and I heard that the fire unicorns he raises have recently become pets in the realm of gods.

Then except for Tu Shanhonghong and others who entered Qunwan, Yi and Shangguan Xingfeng are also pitiful, they have not broken through the realm of immortals so far, and Ye Yun, although she is in the realm of fairyland, she is only equivalent to a real immortal, and cannot be a fake martial immortal , let alone become a Martial Immortal like Luo Mingyue and Zhang Luochen.

Seeing a group of people shouting, Zhang Wuyang secretly added ten small characters that only he could see in the notes of Luo Mingyue and Zhang Luochen: the late-stage type, the self-invisible type, the son of luck.

Perhaps, the real purpose of the chat group will not be used until he is a saint, but some things still need to be constantly noted during the process.

For example, Timo, Zhang Wuyang's remarks are: bring regular supporting roles.

Blinding rules, a thing that will continue to be strengthened as the realm rises, there are not many in Ten Thousand Realms.

The laughter in the group was still there, Zhang Wuyang casually gave Kaisha and Tu Shan Yaya a group permission and then turned it off.

For some time to come, he will pay less and less attention to the chat group, and everything needs to be done by the group members themselves.

"Xiao Zhang, what's the matter? Let's go have a drink with Uncle Yi?"

In the backyard, at some time, Yi Xingchen and Xu Linger walked in with Uncle Yi supported.

Zhang Wuyang shook his head slightly and refused, then looked at Xu Linger: "Shopkeeper, I may have to ask for a few days off."

"Ask for leave? Is there anything wrong?"

"The grievances of the rivers and lakes."

……

for a long time
"Xiao Zhang, you should resign and walk slowly. If you don't send me off, I just invite a normal person to do it."

"Sorry, I refuse."

Rejecting Xu Linger's whims with righteous words, Zhang Wuyang walked outside leisurely.

Half an hour later, when Cen Jiarong's bear brother sneaked into Zhang Wuyang's house in the backyard, within a few minutes, he rushed to the front yard holding a farewell letter and yelling.

The curtain is slowly opening, Zhang Wuyang is going to start a fight with several holy places, although the ending has already been calculated by the saints, but the process of fighting is full of nine truths and one false, otherwise how to deceive foreigners.

For Jiufu Inn, once involved in this process, it will be dangerous and unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)