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Chapter 30 Opening the Door to a New World
Tan Ye was filled with righteous indignation, and expressed his heart directly, the air faintly resonated with his grief, anger and pain, as if a wave of air was rolled up.

The scorching sun prefers Tan Ye who is full of righteousness, he seems to be shining.

No one dared to look at Tan Ye.

"It won't hurt." Yun Wei and Mu Yang said in unison.

Yunwei felt that Tan Ye should ask the emperor if her conscience hurts, she was no longer obsessed with Prince Jing's unique body fragrance, and walked out from behind him.

Yunwei has always avoided trouble and refused to help General Zhan at this time because it was too troublesome and she didn't want to be used by Tan Ye as a pawn against the emperor.

Yunwei admired General Zhan who fought to the death and never retreated, and also admired Duke Yang and his son who died in battle.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

It is already good that Yunwei can handle her own family affairs well.

She would not be fascinated by Prince Jing's 'beauty', and tried not to owe favors to Prince Jing for help.

Money is easy to pay back, but favors are hard to repay.

"...When did you have such a tacit understanding? Isn't it the first time we met?"

Tan Ye's righteousness froze on his face, his eyes moved on the two of them, and he suddenly realized:

"Is she yours?! You deliberately looked at General Zhan to go crazy, and looked at me like an idiot looking through the entire capital for her?"

Tan Ye subconsciously ignored Yun Wei, and pointed at Mu Yang again with his index finger:

"Young Master Yang has ruined your foundation in martial arts. You can only stay at the first rank for the rest of your life, but you are already King Jing, and you have high-ranking martial arts guards when you go in and out. The emperor and the ladies have always responded to the prince's request. You don't have to practice hard to be promoted in the martial arts. .

"To compensate you, Duke Yang, the guards around you were all trained by General Zhan. The internal strength practiced is the secret of the dead servants of the Yang family. All of them have fourth-rank strength, and their strength is no higher than that of the emperor's Heilongjiang." Shenwei is much worse, far better than Suzakuwei, the empress of Zhaoyang Palace.

"The Yang family has nothing to do to you, you should never take advantage of the little grievances in the past to take revenge on General Zhan and forget about the great kindness of Duke Yang and Young Master Yang.

"You say that I have selfish intentions, and use the Yang Gongsheng Festival to compete with the emperor and seek fame and fortune. I think you are the one who took revenge! You are also the one who is ungrateful..."

Tan Ye stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed Yun Wei, as fast as lightning. When Mu Yang was not abolished in martial arts, he did not dare to use force in front of Mu Yang.

"I don't care if you agree or not. I took this girl away. She must go to treat General Zhan today."

Yun Wei was stunned for a moment.

How could she have forgotten that the current world is an alternate historical world starring Dianjia male video novels.

No matter how many popular elements the author adds privately, it will be over if the readers are happy.

With the emergence of martial arts now, will there be demon-slaying demon-slayers or beaters in the future?

I can't live through this day.

Mu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and forcibly blocked Tan Ye's tricks, his injured arm was hanging by his side, his thick eyelashes covered the light in his eyes: "Fifth grade?!"

Standing beside him, Yunwei heard the crackling sound of Mu Yang's bones being hit hard. Don't think about it, Mu Yang must be in pain. She never expected that Tan Ye is a martial arts master.

If she knew... she would definitely not give Mu Yang a chance to make a move. Yunwei took back the self-defense spices with her hands hanging from her sleeves. No wonder the spices she prepared in the present are far more effective than those in her previous life.

This is the golden finger that God gave her.

Tan Ye held his head high, with one hand behind his back.

Showing his strength in front of the martial arts geniuses of the past, every pore on his body felt so refreshed.

"I don't want to bully you. I wanted to reason with you, but you were the one who insisted on forcing me to do it."

"According to the level of martial arts, the eldest brother is only at the third rank, he pays more attention to the battle on the battlefield, and disdains to pursue the internal strength of martial arts.

"The second brother and the third brother don't practice martial arts, and the fifth brother is a little better and goes straight to the third rank. You are the leader. No wonder Dad looks at you differently."

In Mu Yang's indifferent eyes, there was no wave, no envy, no jealousy.

The curly hair came out from the side, and opened its dog's mouth to bite Tan Ye. The curly hair all over the body seemed to be straightened at this moment, and the roots of the original small dog grew bigger.

Tan Ye was keenly aware of danger as a warrior, and a puppy actually made him feel bad.

He took several steps back, but after all, he underestimated the speed of the curly hair. The curly hair bit the hem of his clothes and pulled it hard. Half of Tan Ye's clothes and trousers were torn, revealing his white thighs.

"Curly, come back!"

Yunwei hurriedly gave an order.

Curly's eyes were red, he backed up and squatted, and assumed an attacking posture, "Wow, woof, woof."

Mu Yang glanced lightly at the rags on the ground, "Your rank five?"

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

Tan Ye's face was flushed, and he frantically covered his calf with the hem of his still intact clothes, and said in surprise, "This dog you raised..."

Yunwei replied: "It's just an ordinary pastoral dog, it is eager to protect its master, if the third young master didn't attack me suddenly, Curly wouldn't dare to bite you.

"Third Young Master doesn't need to compete with a dog. After I go back, I will definitely discipline Curly Hair, making him understand that it is like playing with a fifth-grade master."

Tan Ye: No, he might lose to a dog.

Yunwei took out a sachet and handed it to Tan Ye.

Mu Yang's light eyes darkened, and he stared at the sachet silently.

"You can't let the third young master look for me for nothing. This sachet can temporarily relieve General Zhan's headache. The third young master stimulates his acupoints with exercise, so that General Zhan can sleep peacefully."

Yunwei had no choice but to give Tan Ye a little benefit, otherwise she didn't know how long she would be entangled by the third young master.

She still has business to do, Jiang Mingxi can't hide that Uncle Weiyuan has been in prison for too long.

Tan Ye accepted the sachet with suspicion, is this girl so kind?

　The world of transmigrating books is dominated by men's music, and the most popular elements of male music will be included. Xiao Wu didn't intend to follow the history, and the down-to-earth pure farming and house fighting are not Xiao Wu's favorite.

　　There are very few collections of this book. Other authors increase their collections by [-] a day. Xiao Wu’s collections only increase by a few, and even lose their collections. Maybe Xiao Wu’s writing is not good, so Xiao Wu let go, but it’s too fantasy There are no elements in it, and the main Xiaowu can't write it out. It only introduces the martial arts level. According to the outline, it is a support, not a main course.

　　
　
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