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Chapter 747

Looking at Shen Lang's excited look, the long-haired man was so scared that he trembled all over and said carefully: "Okay... it should be right.

"Shen Lang was so confused that Yi Lian was actually caught, but it was still in the hands of the sexual demon Yang Tongtian! He forced himself to calm down. The more he was in this situation, the less impulsive he could not be. Now he had to find a way to rescue Yi Lian.

"You Yin-Yang Sect leader Yang Tongtian, who has been taking a concubine recently?" Shen Lang asked.

"It's Feng Luan, the most beautiful girl in Ruyi Sect.

"The long-haired man said tremblingly.

"What?" Shen Lang was shocked again. How could Feng Luan be Yang Tongtian's concubine? No, with Feng Luan's personality, it is absolutely impossible to agree to such a ridiculous marriage. There must be some reason for this.

When I was listening to someone chatting in a restaurant, I seemed to have heard that Ruyimen has been in a very miserable situation recently. In order to protect myself, I attached myself to Yin and Yang Gate and gave Feng Luan to Yang Tongtian.

This explanation can be explained clearly. With Feng Luan's silly woman's personality, it is really possible that she would agree to such a thing.

"Which day will the Yang Tongtian concubine banquet be held?" Shen Lang continued to ask.

“Three days later.

” the long-haired man replied.

After asking all the questions, Shen Lang did not talk nonsense. His true energy was infused with the hilt of the Star Falcon Knife and stabbed it directly into the chest of the long-haired man.

"Boom!" The sword shattered the long-haired man's chest and blood splattered.

The long-haired man looked down at the Xingyu Knife inserted into his heart, staring at Shen Lang, and opened his eyes wide open: "I said everything, you don't want to kill me..." "I just asked you to answer questions, but I don't want to kill you.

"Shen Lang smiled coldly and pulled out the Star Falcon Sword.

The long-haired man let out the last scream and fell into a pool of blood and died in an instant.

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn and terrifying.

Ruan Fei and two elders of the Ruan family looked at Shen Lang tremblingly.

"So... Thank you for your kindness in saving you.

"Ruan Fei gritted his teeth and hugged his fists.

Shen Lang waved his hand: "It's me that's abrupt. I have a grudge with the Yin-Yang Gate, so I'm really sorry to fight here.

"No, the young master helped us a lot.

"Seeing that the other party seemed not to be the kind of cruel and murderous person, Ruan Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, because these Yin-Yang Sect martial artists were too strong, Ruan Fei wanted to kill them thousands of swords.

"Goodbye!" Shen Lang hugged his fists and then walked out of the hall.

"Young Master, don't you drink a cup of tea?" Ruan Fei shouted.

“No need.

"Shen Lang shook his head and left the Ruan family.

He was very impatient, Yi Lian fell into Yang Tongtian's hands, and Feng Luan was forced to marry Yang Tongtian's devil.

Shen Lang couldn't wait for a moment, so he set off and headed for the Jile Mountain at full speed.

Wanlong Ridge is about 3,000 miles away from Jile Mountain. Shen Lang travels at full speed and arrives before the wedding banquet of Yang Tongtian.

Three days later.

Mountain of Purple.

Today is the day when the Yin-Yang Sect leader Yang Tongtian takes his concubine. Yin-Yang Sect naturally attaches great importance to it. The sects are decorated with lights and are full of red lanterns.

At this moment, Jile Mountain is already crowded with people, and many people from small and medium-sized families come to watch the ceremony, which is extremely lively.

Many people know that Yang Tongtian is a sexual demon. Many families who want to be close to the Yin-Yang Sect will share their favors. The birthday gift they send is a young and beautiful female martial artist.

The Yin-Yang Hehuan Art practiced by Yang Tongtian himself is a dual cultivation technique that allows one of them to be a furnace and cauldron, and the other party can improve his cultivation through replenishment when practicing this technique.

The higher the cultivation level of the woman who was picked, the greater the benefit to Yang Tongtian.

Therefore, Yang Tongtian has a lot of demands on women, and the female martial artists who were tragicted by him can fill a train.

The conscience ceremony was held at 9 a.m.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, Shen Lang sneaked into the Yin-Yang Gate.

In fact, Shen Lang had arrived at Jile Mountain yesterday, but found that the Yin-Yang Gate defense was too tight and it was difficult to enter.

Shen Lang dared not come in and out at will for a big sect like Yin and Yang Sect. If he exposed his whereabouts, everything would be over! So he chose to wait for the opportunity. Fortunately, this morning, he had to work hard for a lot of things because of the matter of taking concubines, and all kinds of defenses were relaxed.

All the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect ran around in the sect, busying with various things.

Shen Lang changed into a high-level Yin-Yang Sect disciple uniform, put on fake long hair, covered his face, lowered his head, and stole into the Yin-Yang Sect.

Sure enough, I successfully got involved.

But the Yin-Yang Gate is too big, and Shen Lang has no idea where Yi Lian is locked up.

Being forced, Shen Lang had to catch a Yin-Yang disciple on the road, dragged him to a dead corner that everyone could not see, and forced him to ask something.

Shen Lang asked viciously on the man's neck with one hand: "I honestly answer me, where are the female cultivators captured by Yang Tongtian locked up?" "Generally... they are locked on the top of the mountain in the northwest direction!" The man said in panic.

Shen Lang knocked the disciple out with a knife, threw it into the trash can, and covered it with leaves.

Then he walked towards the northwest.

From the mountain road on one side to the top of the mountain, I saw a house filled with jade, and there were several Yin-Yang Sect disciples guarding outside the house.

Shen Lang was about to walk forward when suddenly the door outside the house opened and a tall middle-aged man wearing a purple crown came out.

It was Yang Chong, the great elder of Yin and Yang Gate! He felt that the other party was a master of Transformation Realm, and Shen Lang was sweating coldly on his forehead.

He tried his best to keep himself calm. Once he was nervous at this time, it was very easy to expose himself.

The other party had already discovered that Shen Lang could not retreat, so he had to use his acting skills and walked over with his own initiative.

"What are you doing?" Yang Chong glanced at Shen Lang and asked curiously.

"Oh, the master of the sect asked me to ask about the situation here?" Shen Lang lowered his head and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Shen Lang's acting skills are very good. Yang Chong did not doubt his identity. He just nodded and said, "Tell the sect leader that this woman still refuses to eat and tries to commit suicide by biting her tongue. I have sealed the acupoints.

""yes.

"Shen Lang lowered his head and responded, pretending to leave.

Yang Chong left the mountain road first.

Seeing Yang Chong's figure disappear, Shen Lang immediately turned around and returned to the jade house.

"Is there anything else for this senior brother?" The two low-level disciples guarding the gate asked curiously when they saw Shen Lang coming back.

"Oh, the master of the sect asked me to get something, I forgot to get it.

"Shen Lang said.

"Senior brother, please come in.

"When the two disciples guarding the gate saw that Elder Yang Chong had just spoken to Shen Lang, they had no doubts and directly opened the door with the key.

When she walked into the house, Shen Lang saw Yi Lian on the jade bed at a glance. She was dressed in good clothes, but her face was haggard and despaired, and she didn't even look at Shen Lang.

It was indeed a junior sister! When he was talking to Yang Chong just now, Shen Lang vaguely guessed that Yi Lian was locked in the room.

Shen Lang was extremely excited. He immediately closed the door with his backhand and walked towards the jade bed.

Yi Lian looked at this place with a dull eyes. Shen Lang looked over with his hair, but she didn't recognize Shen Lang.

"Stinky man, get out of here, kill me if you have sex!" Yi Lian's voice was hoarse, revealing a hint of coldness.
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