Since Yang Yifei officially opened up, he has basically lived in the sect with He Youqiu, and Guohua, He Yingqiu, Madonna, and Riley.

Nowadays, the Yang family villas live in younger generations, namely Ma Xiaohu, Ma Xiaoling, Mao You and He Fusheng. For some reason, Chang'e also lives in the Yang family villa and did not live in the sect.

Ma Dalong Tang Jinbao, Dami Xiaomi, and Bai Susu Xiaoqing live in Longteng Building.

Honghou and the laboratory were moved to the secret room of the inner door by Yang Yifei, and there was only a teleportation array left in the basement of the Yang family villa.

Now the entire world's network is controlled by the Red Queen. She is the master of the Internet world. She is the leader of the World Hacker Alliance and the leader of the World Red Queen Alliance.

It means that in the online world, the two black and white dragons are her, the gods are also her, and the demons are also her.

She enjoys playing two roles, and leads both sides to a top-level "battle" from time to time, and enjoys her life in the field.

Yang Yifei didn't care about her. The missile launch systems of countries around the world were independent internal LANs, and she couldn't get in. She could do whatever she wanted on the Internet. As long as she couldn't control the nuclear bomb, she wouldn't destroy the world anyway.

Yang Yifei is really worry-free about Fusu's teachings. Fusu's practice is no longer a super genius. He is even more against the will of Mao You, the innate Taoist body.

Mao You practices for one month equal to six or seven years for ordinary people, which is equivalent to cheating.

Although Maoshan's martial arts are not as good as Qingyun Sect's martial arts, their cultivation level has reached S level in 20 years, which is basically the same as that of the Pangu clan, that is, the zombies of a generation.

But after practicing for a month, Fusu directly reached the top and his cultivation level reached S level.

The main reason is that his body contains huge energy, and all he needs to do is learn to use that energy.

Ordinary people are incomparable to him. They were born at a high level, which made Bai Susu, who had been practicing hard for more than two thousand years and was still spinning at A+ level, was speechless and said that the Demon Star could not afford to offend him.

In addition to cultivation, the same skills are the same. Whether it is magic or Taoism, he will learn it once and then become more skillful in a while. No one else can explain it.

Fusuhua practiced Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to Taiqing Realm for more than a month, and mastered all the Qingyun Dao methods, and also understood the laws of the five magical magic of ice, fire, thunder, light, and darkness. In terms of practice, Yang Yifei basically didn't care much about him.

After all, it was a child's character. On that day, Fusu sneaked out again under the instigation of Yang Qingye and Jin Zhengzhong. He went to the video game city for an afternoon of fun, and returned to Qingyun Gate until night fell.

The three of them wrapped themselves with their own thoughts and flew side by side in the night sky, and were still talking excitedly along the way.

"hold head high"

Suddenly, a strange beast roar sounded in the low altitude below. The three of them subconsciously looked down and were stunned.

"Senior brother, what is that?" Fusu asked Yang Qingye and Jin Zhengzhong curiously.

Yang Qingye said in surprise: "It's a Western dragon. Strange, how could there be a Western dragon in Hong Kong?"

Kim Jong-jung pointed to the distance and said, "Huh? Look, it seems that someone is chasing behind it."

Yang Qingye said in surprise: "I'm going, it's not that someone wants to kill the dragon! Let's go down and take a look."

The three of them pressed down and flew down, and for some reason the giant dragon landed on the ground.

The giant dragon was clearly under Yang Qingye and the others, but both sides landed at the same time.

The three of them looked up and then saw the whole picture of the dragon. Its appearance resembled a combination of a velociraptor and a pterosaur. Its front claws were short, its claws were extremely sharp, and its hind legs were very thick.

A pair of flesh wings spread out and lengths more than ten feet long, nearly two feet tall, and a pair of eyes as big as a copper bell. The mouth is covered with sharp teeth, and two sharp long horns on the head are straight up.

The giant dragon tilted its head and looked at the three of them for a while. Suddenly, it waved its head and sneezed out suddenly, and it even made a "Haqiu" sound similar to that of a person sneezing.

Fortunately, the three of them had the mental power to protect themselves, otherwise they would have been sprayed with their saliva.

The next moment, there seemed to be a golden light on the chest of the dragon. It suddenly began to shrink rapidly. In just a few seconds, it shrank from a two-story giant beast to the size of a lizard. It swaggered with a pair of flesh wings and yelled and fell to the ground, and ran to the three people like drunkenness.

Fusu looked at the mini Western dragon, his eyes were filled with small stars. Yang Qingye said to Jin Zhengzhong with interest: "Does this giant dragon still look quite cute after it becomes smaller?"

Fusu squatted down and held the little dragon with both hands. The little dragon lay on Fusu's palm, speaking in his mouth, and said weakly: "Save me, save me..."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Save me, save me..."

Fusu asked in confusion: "You are not injured or sick, how can I save you?"

"Someone wants to kill me!" the little dragon said in a crying voice.

Yang Qingye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up slightly at the sky, and said, "Are those two chasing you going to kill you? He dared to kill the dragon, but I want to see who is the sacred place."

Although Yang Qingye is still a minor and his face looks a little green, he is well developed. He is over 1.78 meters tall, one line taller than Jin Zhengzhong. He stands there with a bit of awe-inspiring momentum.

"call out"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Yang Qingye shouted angrily: "Looking for death."

Before he finished speaking, a big fireball had already flew out with his hand.

This big fireball was intended to block it. After the big fireball was fired, he ate and had two fingers together, and a colorful fairy sword flew out from his palm, floating in front of him, and could attack at any time.

"boom"

A loud bang in the air, and fire was splashing everywhere, and two figures landed on the ground and stood ten meters away from them.

Fusu put Xiaolong into his pocket, stood up, and stood beside Yang Qingye with Jin Zhengzhong, one left and one right.

In front of him were two figures of a basket of yellow figures. In a blue windbreaker, there was a bald man with a fat face. He had a big cigar on his mouth and a blood-red mark on his forehead and eyebrows.

The other one was wearing a yellow tight leather jacket, who looked like a young man in his early twenties, but there were no marks on his head.

When the young man in yellow saw Yang Qingye and Jin Zhengjung, his face suddenly changed.

Yang Qingye and Jin Zhengzhong were also stunned at this time and exclaimed: "Sonny Brother, is it you?"

Kim Jong-jung squinted his eyes and said, "It's a good hiding! After being with our senior brother for so long, we didn't even realize that you are not an ordinary person, and you still want to be a dragon-slaying warrior."

Although the bald man in a blue windbreaker didn't know a few people, he was shocked and suspicious when he looked at the fairy sword in front of Yang Qingye. The impression of this sword on him was too deep.

Half a year ago in Japan, if he hadn't been smart enough, he would have died under such a sword like a Chino Crow.

Sonny, that is, Huang Zi among the Five Colored Messengers, said in a complicated expression: "Qingye, right in the middle, why are you?"

Yang Qingye said: "I happened to pass by. In this situation, should you explain it? Who are you? What's going on with this dragon?"

Huang Zi smiled bitterly and said, "You go back to ask your father about this question! He will give you an answer."

"Please tell your father that the dragons and twins are very important things to the True Ancestor. If you steal it, the True Ancestor will go to find your father in person."

After saying this, Huang Zi said to Lan Dali beside him: "Let's go! This matter is not something we can solve, and it is left to the True Ancestor to handle it himself."

Lan Dali had no objection to himself. He was scared of Yang Yifei's group of people from the bottom of his heart. Although he was one of the top-notch Crow, he was not much stronger.

The Crow of Chino didn't even have a chance to escape in front of them. He didn't think he could deal with these people related to Yang Yifei.

The two left happily, and then Yang Qingye put away the fairy sword and said to Fusu and Jin Zhengzhong: "Go back first and ask what's going on with your father. The true ancestor they mentioned should be the general minister."

...

The inner door of Qingyun Gate, Yang Yifei's room.

Yang Yifei looked at Shenlong Shuangshuang who was sleeping soundly on Fusu's palm. After hearing Yang Qingye describe the appearance of the two, he nodded and said, "What you met is Huang Zi and Lan Dali, among the five-color messengers under Nuwa."

"As for the red mark on Lan Dali's eyebrows, it should be the blood mark of his subordinate."

Yang Qingye suddenly realized and said in annoyance: "It turns out that he is Lan Dali. You and your mother took your cousin to Japan half a year ago to kill him. If I had known this, I would have left him."

Yang Yifei waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is no need to force it. People who have been sealed with blood cannot even control their own destiny. If they are not careful, they will be worse than death. Just let the general decide what to do with him."

Ma Dingdang looked at Yang Qingye expressionlessly and said, "Are you sure you can keep him?"

When Yang Qingye saw his mother's face, his heart suddenly stumbled and he said carefully: "I haven't played before, I don't know, but judging from his performance in dealing with my big fireball, he should not be my opponent, let alone Junior Brother Fusu is here, so it's probably hard for him to escape."

Ma Dingdang glared at Yang Qingye and Jin Zhengzhong, scolding, "Do you still know that you are not as good as Junior Brother Fusu?"

"You can play with me too. Can they fight a generation of zombies alone? You can't go out again this summer vacation. I'll practice well at home. If you dare to sneak out, I'll put you in jail."

"Oh!" Yang Qingye and Jin Zhengzhong lowered their heads dejectedly.

The confinement that Ma Dingdang mentioned is not a joke, it is really uncomfortable.

A formation that is only a radius of more than one meter can’t stand straight and cannot lie down after being locked up. If you don’t feel uncomfortable, you can only meditate and practice.

This was created by Yang Yifei, specially used to punish the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect who made mistakes. It not only serves as a confinement, but also allows the disciples to practice with their hearts. It can be said that they kill two birds with one stone.

...

The general came very quickly. After all, the five-color spirit is too important to Nuwa. Once Nuwa is involved, he will be very concerned.

"A Fei, Dingdang, the old classmate comes to the door, won't he come out to greet him?"

Jiang Chen's voice came from the house between the inner and outer doors. The formation could block outsiders from entering, but not the sound.

This voice resounded through the inner sect, but no one heard it from the outer sect disciples.

After Jiangchen said this, a clear voice with a sarcastic singular voice came from the inner sect, "Our sect leader, the richest man in Asia, is here to welcome you, an unemployed vagrant who doesn't even have a job? How big are you?"

At the same time as the voice came, the complete formation broke through a hole, and the fog dispersed left and right, revealing a passage.

Jiang Chen shook his head with a chuckle, and his body moved, and his whole person turned into a phantom and flew along the passage, and in an instant it fell into the backyard of the inner door.

At this time, Yang Yifei, Ma Dingdang, He Youqiu, June, He Yingqiu, Madonna, Kuang Guohua, Axiu, Riley, Shiya and others sat around the stone table in the backyard, with Kung Fu tea on it.

Kuang Tianyou, Yang Qingye, Jin Zhengzhong, Fusu, He Dongxue and others were sitting next to another stone table with fruits and snacks on the table. Shenlong stood on the table, pecking the watermelon and eating.

This guy is actually a vegetarian, which makes Fusu like him even more.

When the formation was opened, Shuangshuang had already sensed the breath of Jiangchen and was so scared that he rushed into Fusu's arms.

After the general arrived, Kuang Guohua looked at him with a complicated expression and said lightly: "Old friend, I haven't seen you for sixty years. It seems that you are doing well."
To be continued...