Supreme Violent Young Master

However, Chen Yuyang said smilingly, "Old Dragon, this kind of good thing is rarely seen even in the prehistoric era. However, you have to pay attention to its usage. The Thousand Path Pill is, as the name implies, a thousand years of cultivation. Your body still can't take it. After you return, use one liter of water, one thousand liters of water, and dilute a pill. Every time you consume a pill, immediately refine the medicinal strength.    

"So awesome?" Long Feiyun exclaimed.    

Yang Ming curled his lips in disdain: "Bastard, my things are all good stuff, but Qingyang you also have quite a few good things on you, how about it? Give your junior and junior a little gift? "    

Chen Yuyang instantly scolded him with a laugh, "You old fellow, how long have you been in the Mortal World? You actually learned to beat the wind with such shamelessness!"    

"It's better if you don't!" Yang Ming seemed to be assured as he laughed.    

Chen Yuyang was helpless, he shook his head and said: "Alright, alright!"    

After saying that, Chen Yuyang ignored everyone's gazes and took out a pair of black gloves from who knows where. Yang Ming suddenly exclaimed: "Why is this thing in your hands?"    

Chen Yuyang laughed and said, "Why can't it be in my hands? This thing was created by me in the first place. Daoist Qiankun, that's just a knock-off version of the water product! "    

The black glove was not big, but it looked extremely exquisite. On the tip of the fist, there were three cold glints of ice, and without waiting for Chen Yuyang to speak, Yang Ming said anxiously: "My good disciple, quickly accept it, quickly accept it. This is a rare and valuable thing, with this thing, with your current cultivation, then this Mortal World will not be able to defeat you. "The Cosmic Soul Shrinking Ice Thrust, this is a Protocosmic spirit-treasure, a Protocosmic spirit-treasure!"    

Chen Yuyang laughed as he pushed this glove to Long Feiyun, then laughed: Old Dragon, I know that you don't need to use anything like swords, spears, or halberds.    

Long Feiyun helplessly looked at this somewhat cute glove: "This, this, looks pretty good, but it's a little too small isn't it!"    

Yang Ming flew into a rage and gave Long Feiyun a fried chestnut with sugar, saying, "You idiot! This is a Protocosmic spirit-treasure, it doesn't matter how big or small it is.    

Long Feiyun looked at Yang Ming with hidden bitterness, but he was still unwilling to wear the set of gloves. However, the set of gloves was indeed powerful, and after wearing it on his hand, it could actually automatically change to the size of a palm.    

Chen Yuyang muttered something silently at the corner of his mouth. A blind light flashed and the black glove disappeared from Long Feiyun's hands, revealing Long Feiyun's tender white palm once again. He was continuously opening his palm and flipping through it. Long Feiyun was horrified: "Where, where did he go?"    

"Idiot!" Yang Ming said with a bit of regret at his failure to meet expectations.    

Chen Yuyang smiled and explained: "Old Dragon, this thing is an innate spirit treasure, it can recognize a master. I have already bound him with your mana just now, and he has already accepted you as his master, fusing into your heart. He has a spiritual contract with you right now, so if you want to summon him, you just need to think it through in your heart. He will feel it! "    

Long Feiyun muttered to himself twice and came out.    

As expected, the black blade once again appeared on Long Feiyun's palm, and it fit very well. Long Feiyun was pleasantly surprised: "It's too mystical, it's simply too mystical."    

Yang Ming helplessly shook his head: "This disciple is simply too stupid!"    

"This is your judgment!" Chen Yuyang joked.    

"I regret taking him in as my disciple!" Yang Ming watched with a face full of joy and continued to summon punches. Long Feiyun who was hiding his punching glove had a defeated look on his face.    

"Since he hasn't acknowledged you as his teacher yet, you can go back on your words!" Chen Yuyang laughed.    

Who knew that Long Feiyun this guy would suddenly stand up, walk up to Yang Ming and respectfully greet him: "Master!"    

Yang Ming, who should have been raising his eyebrows, finally received his first disciple after the heaven and earth was created. Although it was somewhat dramatic, Long Feiyun was indeed the senior disciple of Yang Ming. Although it only took the time for a meal for Yang Ming and Chen Yuyang, the two big shots of the wasteland, to reunite with each other, they had still not met each other for a long time. Yang Ming then confidently took his new disciple and left. For these old freaks, they didn't come and go as they pleased after meeting an old friend. They were all very carefree and unrestrained.    

Chen Yuyang looked at Yang Ming's back as he left, he chuckled, and gulped down his beer, then laughed: "Boss, you have to pay the bill!"    

Where did Yang Ming go? Naturally, he was going back to the capital with Long Feiyun, to go to the Dragon Group. Teach his bunch of subordinates of Dragon Group a little, Yang Ming did not want others to know that his disciple actually had a bunch of retarded subordinates, this was simply a shameful matter.    

Inside the darkness, Long Feiyun closely followed behind Yang Ming and asked all of the sudden, "Master, who exactly is that Chen Yuyang person? Why do I always have this familiar feeling? "    

Regarding Chen Yuyang's foundation, Long Feiyun was naturally not clear of it.    

Yang Ming sneered, and said: "He is a person with Mortal World to begin with, but he is still the world's most peerless genius." After saying that, Yang Ming sighed and said, "Later on, he broke through the void and came to the Earth Immortal Realm. He cultivated the entire way and became someone on the same level as me and Old Man Hong Jun."    

"Ahh ~ ~ Since he's this powerful, what cultivation does he have now?" Long Feiyun asked.    

"Cultivation base?" Yang Ming laughed coldly: "You better not provoke him, his cultivation is no longer in this realm. "If it wasn't for ?"    

Yang Ming wanted to say something, but hesitated, and said: "Anyways, it's best if you don't provoke him. Don't look at his gentle and noble appearance, but he still has a violent heart. "He's going crazy right now, I can't stop him, he could destroy the entire Earth!"    

"So strong!"    

"It's more than snatching, it's simply abnormal!" Yang Ming coldly snorted.    

This master and disciple pair slowly disappeared under the light, Chen Yuyang did not know what they had said. He drove his white Audi all the way back to the Chen family. The cold autumn night had already started to form a thin layer of frost. When the door opened, Chen Yuyang habitually looked at the seat on the sofa. Sure enough, on the sofa in the Chen family mansion, Chen Luohe was sitting there with a face full of melancholy.    

"He's back!" Seeing Chen Yuyang, Chen Luohe said indifferently.    

But soon after, a smile appeared on his face again, "Kid, I've already heard about what happened tonight. You've broken through!"    

Chen Yuyang laughed, and said: "I never thought that the news would spread so fast!"    

He plopped down across from Chen Luohe, and this father and son pair sat together, facing each other, as though they were looking at a mirror. Chen Yuyang laughed, "Looks like not only father knows about this matter, even the capital knows about it!"    

"Naturally, the lordmaster already knows." They say that you have shocked everyone with your feat! " Chen Luohe let out a long sigh, and said. "Furthermore, not only the capital, even the people from Ye Family know about it. The current situation is very, very bad!" Slowly sighing with melancholy, Chen Luohe raised his head and said: "Yang Yang, why can't a child like you be quiet?"    

"Isn't that what you've always wanted?" Chen Yuyang said with a smile that did not reach his eyes.    

"I ?" Chen Luohe was speechless and at a loss for words. Yes, his son was finally doing well and had made a name for himself. From being the head of the Chen Clan, this was indeed the goal that he had been striving for all these years. But now, he regretted it, he regretted it already.    

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Chen Yuyang squinted: "Does the old ancestor have any instructions?"    

"He's anxious to see you. He wants you to go to the capital for the winter vacation and celebrate the Spring Festival!" Chen Luohe said softly.    

"What do you mean?" Chen Yuyang did not even raise his head as he asked.    

Chen Luohe slowly put down the cigarette in his hand and said: "What I mean isn't important, what's important is what you mean. The old tutor's words revealed a sense of impatience. He probably wouldn't wait for you to finish school. He's going to let you take over the Chen family's matters! "    

Chen Yuyang muttered to himself, and said: "Could it be that there is no path of retreat?"    

"Then I'll need you to go to the capital to discuss it with the old man!" Chen Luohe laughed bitterly and continued, "However, there is still a situation."    

"Ye Family, Devil Sect?" Chen Yuyang suddenly said.    

"That's right, Old Master Ye has also set his sights on you. A blood-red sculpture that weighs a few hundred kilograms. Yang Yang, do you not know just what kind of shock this is? "Today's matter will spread across the entire Soaring Dragon Continent and even to the entire Jiangnan Province in a single night. At that time, where will you go?" Chen Luohe could not help but ask worriedly.    

"So what? In this life, I will do whatever I want. No one can control me. If I'm happy, I'll send you off. If I'm unhappy, I won't send you off! " Chen Yuyang's words were domineering, as though he had returned to that era's military mythology. That domineering aura was practically the same.    

"Yang Yang ~ ~" Chen Luohe dragged out his words.    

Chen Yuyang squinted his eyes. He knew what his father was worried about, so he smiled: "Alright, Grandfather over at the Ye Family, do you have anything to say?"    

Lighting another cigarette, Chen Luohe said: "There aren't any requests from Old Master Ye Hua, but I hope that you can take a look at Devil Sect."    

"I got it!" After saying that, Chen Yuyang stood up and stood alone on the balcony. The balcony of the Chen family was Ye Qingcheng's favorite, and Chen Yuyang's favorite as well.    

The dark night gives people black eyes, but we use him to find the light. Chen Yuyang looked at the night sky in a daze, and muttered: "Beijing, Beijing, Qing Qing, I really don't know if the marriage engagement we made for three lifetimes is even yours."    

"What's wrong? Alone?" A crisp sound suddenly rang out.    

A mother and son, leaning against the balcony railing in the same posture. Chen Yuyang laughed lightly: "Nothing, just depressed in my heart!"    

After a long period of silence, Ye Qingcheng asked, "Yang Yang, do you want to go to the capital?"