I, who was smashed into a girl by a meteorite, turned into a Yuelao?

As long as he took the opportunity to touch Yang Linge's neck, he would suffocate to death like an ordinary person.

Seeing Yang Juanliang's approaching hand, Yang Lingge's hand was raised suddenly, reaching to Yang Juanliang's temple.

While her elbow blocked Yang Yanliang's hand, her slender white fingers also caught a slender arrow.

Yang Yanliang's eyeballs shifted to his side little by little, and when he saw the arrow that was close at hand, cold sweat broke out.

While facing Yang Lingge, he almost forgot about the Jackal and his group, and he didn't expect that the other party would shoot an arrow at him so abruptly.

If Yang Linge hadn't caught the arrow, then now...

With a "gudong", Yang Yanliang swallowed his saliva, and his gaze shifted back to Yang Lingge little by little.

The other party's eyes were as calm as a mirror lake without any wind, and his own figure was reflected in it, with a distorted expression, like a ridiculous clown.

With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground, and he let out a miserable laugh, and stiffly withdrew his body little by little.

Yang Lingge did not stop him, but nimbly withdrew his hand, handed the rope back to Yang Juanliang with the other hand, and said, "You are free to go to restore the country or rule the roost, but this Yuan Cheng, I hope you don't covet it."

Yang Yanliang looked at Yang Lingge in a daze, and asked, "Are you going to stay in this corner for the rest of your life?"

"No, I don't belong here. I will leave sooner or later. It's just that before I leave here, I will first train the people in this place so that they have enough strength.

Originally, you were the whetstones I used to hone the new guards of Yuancheng.But since you are my elder brother, I will let you off once.You go, change places, do whatever you want, and don't come back. "

Yang Yanliang understood a little bit, he murmured: "You know everything..."

"Which area are you referring to?" Yang Lingge disagreed. She didn't know her own life experience, although she didn't want to know it herself.

Yang Yanliang didn't answer, but just took a deep look at Yang Lingge, didn't pick up the rope she handed over, and said, "Open the small door, I want to go out."

Yang Lingge moved out of the way, and Meng Qin and the others below became nervous, but they also understood what Yang Lingge meant, so they also moved out of the way.

The person closest to the small gate next to the city gate helped open that small gate.

And the person who was trying to enter the city also came over from the wall.They were equally nervous at this time.

Even if it is no longer the Yang family's world, they are people who grew up in a feudal society after all. They know that the royal family and nobles are special.

Yang Yanliang adjusted his clothes, and when he went out, he looked back at Yang Lingge and said, "When I go out, you will handle the group of people over there, right?"

Yang Linge looked at those people who were some distance away, thought for a while, and said, "I helped you just now, and they didn't attack anymore. Even your people didn't attack. Even if you swaggered from them If you go out by your side, they probably won’t make any more moves.”

"How sure are you?" Yang Yanliang asked.

"Ten." Yang Linge replied.

"Okay." Yang Yanliang sighed softly, went out of the city gate, and greeted the others, and everyone circled the city gate and went to the other gates to join his own people.

On the way, they did not encounter any attacks from Jackal and the others.

Yang Lingge's spiritual consciousness has been locked on them all the time. Yang Yanliang was afraid of the prophecy of the national teacher. He didn't dare to take risks until he thought of an effective way to deal with Yang Lingge. After meeting with others soon, he took another road away from Yuan city.

There was some restlessness in the direction of the jackal and the others, but they quickly calmed down again. When Yang Linge walked out of the city gate, those people looked at each other and got off their horses one after another. One person walked towards Yuan Cheng.

He stopped ten meters away from Yang Linge, suppressed his excitement, cupped his hands, and asked loudly, "I'm Hu Yaliang, dare to ask the hero's name?"

"You can't afford to be a hero, just call me Yang Lingge." Yang Lingge clasped his fists, his open and frank appearance made Jackal's heart burn, his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were red.

Sure enough... sure enough...!

The jackal couldn't help wanting to kneel down, but his legs were as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move. He didn't know whether it was the stiffness caused by over-excitement, or some other reason. In short, he was very excited, but he didn't want to take risks. If he recklessly tried to do something that would offend Yang Lingge, he could only freeze in place.

The other people under Jackal's command were a little fidgeting, not quite understanding why their own chief was still standing there?

Now that it is confirmed that the person in front of me is [Yang Linge], and his appearance is also very similar to that lady, why don't you go to meet her?

Everyone couldn't figure it out, but Yang Linge was very clear.

Seeing that Jackal's legs were showing signs of bending, she used a little water magic to immobilize the jackal's knees so that Lord Hu couldn't kneel down.

Yang Linge is not used to seeing people kneel down at every turn. Even in the world of comprehension, although it is very chaotic, every cultivator has a very good face. Except for kneeling down to master and ancestor, basically no one will kneel to anyone.

Even mortals don't bow down when they see a cultivator, especially those who kneel for no reason, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yang Lingge didn't know where this weird behavior came from in this world. Before Hu Yaliang could react, he took the lead to divert the attention of these people, "Speaking of... who are you? You don't look like ordinary rogues, nor do you look like They're self-proclaimed king bandits. When that group of people took action just now, they tried to help me... Did you guys see someone who looks similar to me, and thought I looked close, so that's why they did it?

Or did you guess my identity through some special means, and that identity is what you care about, so you help me? "

The jackal was a little bit emotional, as expected of the person mentioned in the prophecy of the national teacher, his reaction was really calm.

I just don't know whether this little master learned some general information from other people from the beginning, or guessed it.

Seeing that he let go of that unknown guy just now, could it be that guy...

Appearing this year, Jackal shook his head secretly again, feeling that it was impossible for that person to know Yang Lingge's identity and tell the young man in front of him, maybe Yang Lingge was raised as a prince from a very young age.

He should have been clear about his identity since he was very young.

So at this time, he has the consciousness of being a crown prince.

Thinking of this, Jackal felt that there was no need to explain too much. He bowed his head respectfully and said, "Your Highness, we were sent by your father to look for you. Your Majesty has told you that once we find you, we will assist you to return to the palace. ...If the country is broken, we will assist you to regain the Yang family."

Yang Linge blinked, "Sorry...I have no intention of fighting for power in this world."

Jackal and the rest of his subordinates were stunned, with a faint feeling of uneasiness in their hearts, and their eyes were fixed on Yang Linge's body, as if they were questioning silently.

Yang Linge didn't answer them right away, but turned sideways and made a "please" gesture, saying: "Since you are not enemies, let's go into the city and talk slowly."

Jackal and the others frowned, unable to refuse.

In their conception, this person is the master, and those who are subordinates have no right to refuse what he says.

They could only lead the horse silently, speeding up to catch up with Yang Linge and Jackal.

The new city guards in Yuancheng were not dissatisfied when they saw that Yang Linge had brought him back from a distance, they hurriedly helped to open the city gate and let them in.

While letting them go, he also asked about the identities of Jackal and the others, looking very enthusiastic.

The jackal was surprised, these people are really not ordinary innocent, in this special period, they dare to let people of unknown origin into the city indiscriminately.

Once the city was visible, the Jackal noticed the abnormality. He couldn't see a single resident in the city, and the whole city seemed to be an empty city.

"You...you already organized the people in the city to take refuge when those people attacked the city?" Jackal and the others passed through several streets and alleys, but they didn't see a single person, so they couldn't help asking questions.

Yang Linge didn't answer, but continued to move forward and made a "please" gesture.

Everyone pretended not to ask anymore, and followed Yang Lingge to continue walking.

And those who closed the city gate again immediately followed.

The jackal only glanced at the footsteps of these people, and confirmed that these people were not ordinary Lianjiazi, and their strength might not be weaker than theirs...

The 120th four steps to achieve Yuelao: the way of heaven, the way of man

After entering the city, Jackal and others noticed Yuan Cheng's specialness.

Yuan Cheng's architectural model is different from many houses he has seen. The houses here are relatively tall, not just one-story houses, but four or five floors.

Not to mention the stability of this high-rise building, he still rarely sees such a tall building, and there are many strange designs on the eaves of the house that he has never seen before. It looks like a strange structure that prevents water leakage.

There are also some places where ladders should be arranged to go up, but there are no ladders in those places. Instead, there are wooden piles of different heights, which look like stairs, but there is a certain distance between them, and the elderly will definitely not be able to go up.

But... there is a strange boat-like thing hanging by a rope next to it, and there is a rope-drawing device next to the well. It seems that the wheel can be turned directly on the small boat, and the rope is pulled. When rolled into the round wheel, go up to the upper level.

There are many other strange designs of this kind, but the most special one belongs to the courtyard where Yang Linge is.

Most of the people stayed behind, and Hu Yaliang led his cronies to follow Yang Lingge into her house.

At the first step on the threshold of the gate, everyone felt that their feet were empty, and there was actually a movable groove underneath, and they would fall if they were not careful.

Yang Linge and the group of guarding soldiers jumped over lightly, while Jackal, although surprised at first, everyone reacted very quickly, jumping up lightly.

It's also thanks to the fact that there are no other dangerous organs below, otherwise I would have died unjustly inside.

As soon as they jumped up, everyone felt the shadow on their heads coming down. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a big wooden stake.

This thing was fixed on the gate, and when it fell, it would knock people into the air with inertia.

Once dodging, countless small acorns will fly out in the nearby yard. The acorns hurt people very much, but fortunately, the threat is not too great.

But if you think that's all there is to it, then you are wrong, because there are still other traps arranged under the floor tiles in the yard. Once you step on it, you will either fall or be blown out inexplicably.

The traps are connected one by one, and only those who are very familiar with this place can easily avoid or bypass the traps here.

When they arrived at the study where Yang Linge was, Jackal and the others were already in a panic.

After taking a breath, the Jackal's first words were admonitions: "Your Highness, Your Highness...Is your house... designed to be too dangerous? In case you are not careful..."

"Then it's just a few days of suffering, and no one will die. I use these to train my disciples." Yang Linge waved his hand.

Hearing the words, Jackal and the others thought of the group of people who came with them before, and turned their heads to look. The group of people were all as tired as dogs, and they looked resentful. When he came over, Mengqin complained: "Mr. Yang is too much... While we are leaving, he actually increased the difficulty of the trap..."

"You have adapted to the previous difficulty level, and it doesn't make much sense to continue with that level of difficulty. Only by continuously increasing the difficulty level can you continue to make progress."

Meng Qin and the others howled miserably, but Hu Yaliang couldn't hear the frustration in their voices, on the contrary, they were a little excited. Is this a strange habit of being tortured?

Regardless of these strange new city guards, Hu Yaliang and others followed Yang Lingge to a house, and the cronies who followed Hu Yaliang into the house stopped, and Hu Yaliang followed Yang Lingge into the house alone .

Looking back, Yang Linge's guarding soldiers began to go about their own business at this time, not worried about any danger to their young master.

How much do you feel?To do this?

Hu Yaliang frowned, just happened to be seen by Yang Lingge who turned around.

Yang Linge followed his gaze and saw that he was staring at the carefree new city guards. He blinked and thought of something, and said, "They have absolute trust in my actions and orders."

Absolute trust... Shouldn't it be absolute obedience?

Hu Yaliang's frowning eyes changed from dissatisfaction to doubt.

Yang Linge made a "please" gesture, he could only temporarily suppress his thoughts and followed the little master into the room.

When Yang Linge sat down on the couch, he looked up and saw Hu Yaliang standing upright not far away, he looked very much like those disciples who went to report to the master every time.

The girl couldn't help pursing her lips, pointed to the empty seat on the other side of her, and said, "Sit down."

"...Yes." Hu Yaliang stared at the place pointed by the other party for a long while, then looked at the person sitting beside him, and managed to squeeze out a word.

But when he sat down, he only sat on a corner.

Yang Linge stared at his sitting posture for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you tired doing this?"

"...not tired!" Hu Yaliang replied.

Yang Linge reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, pointed to a large space, and said, "Stand like a pine, sit like a bell, walk like the wind, and lie like a bow. If you are a well-trained soldier, Just please sit down a bit."

Hu Yaliang was said to be blushing, because of his special duties, he often had to behave like a soldier.

Now being accused by the little master in front of his face made him a little uncomfortable, but the order of the little master cannot be refused, so he still let himself sit upright.

Yang Linge nodded. At the same time, she noticed someone waiting outside with tea in hand.

The eyes of the two sides met, and Yang Linge immediately waved towards the door. Seeing this, the other party straightened his clothes immediately, with a serious expression on his face, walked in, and put down the cup filled with warm tea.

Hu Yaliang looked at the not-so-steaming tea, and began to frown again.

After Yang Linge and the others left, they gave him a sideways glance, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "I don't have many rules here. I don't like blowing tea, and I don't like waiting for the tea to cool. They know my habits. There will be some stuck in the tea room to help me make the tea first, let it cool down and then bring it in. The temperature of this tea is moderate for me, if you prefer hotter, I will ask them to make another pot for you..."

"No, no need!" Hu Yaliang immediately stopped him when he heard the words, and felt that his behavior was wrong, so he immediately added: "I also like warm tea..."

"Talking with you is so tiring." Yang Linge put down his teacup and sighed a little after seeing his appearance, "I don't know what rules you have over there. You are so scrupulous about talking to me. You and your subordinates are the same Is that how you communicate?"

"How is it possible?" Hu Yaliang immediately denied, he did not want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings to the little master in front of him.

Who knew that Yang Lingge was waiting for his words. As soon as Jackal denied it, she immediately said: "In this case, why can't you talk to me properly?"

"You really don't know?" Hu Yaliang stared at Yang Lingge, the girl's eyes were fixed, just like when they first met, she was not calm like a normal teenager should be.

You must know that there are always some people who are not used to staring at people's eyes for a long time, lack of concentration or have ghosts in their hearts, they will always turn their eyes away involuntarily.

As for Yang Linge, when looking at him, those eyes would stare at his eyes seriously, as if he wanted to see something deeper through his eyes.

Similarly, people who are stared at like this can clearly see Yang Lingge's eyes as long as they don't turn their eyes to other places.

It's just that I can't see through, really can't see through the emotions in those eyes.

Hu Yaliang's brows were already furrowed, and he heard Yang Lingge's response from a distance: "What aspect are you talking about?"

Refocusing his eyes, Hu Yaliang met those eyes, but still involuntarily turned his eyes away, "Your Highness...you should have a sense of superiority and inferiority...this is related to the majesty of the prince..."

"When I was at the gate, I should have told you that I don't have the heart to fight for power in this world... Well... To be precise, I don't have the idea of ​​being a king here. Who is the king here? It has nothing to do with me, I will not become a king."

"Your Highness, are you afraid of those rebels? You don't have to be afraid, you are orthodox, as long as you stand up, the whole world will support you! If you are worried that those people will assassinate you, I will protect you..." Hu Ya Liang couldn't understand what Yang Lingge was thinking, but he was afraid of Yang Lingge's thoughts, which made their efforts for so many years meaningless. He didn't care about the taboo of guessing the king's heart without authorization, and said a lot.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Yang Linge pressed his hands down, "Different places have different rules, I can't stay here, my existence itself will destroy the rules that are followed here, once the rules are broken, it will add too much Unnecessary sacrifice..."