I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 123 Shangguan Wan'er
The Tianzi Hall was completely in chaos.

The crowd fled in a crowd, and from time to time someone fell to the ground in a panic, was stepped on by the people behind, and screamed.

Soon, there were only a few people left in the entire hall.

Yang Yi and his hostage Huangfu Yunyan.

Shangguanyu, Ling Xiaozi and the old Taoist priest, as well as Yang Tonglin, Kou Huai, Xiao Yuandao, Qiaoer, Chang Wei, Xu Le and others...

Of course, in the panic, no one noticed that Xu Le had come to a dark corner under the cover of the crowd.

Huangfu Yunyan's eyes were flustered, she bit her lips tightly, and tried her best to keep calm.

Yang Yi's hands pinched her neck like iron pincers, making it more and more difficult for her to breathe. Gradually, her eyes began to blur...

"Stand back, get out!" Yang Yi yelled frantically with bloodshot eyes.

He has completely lost his mind.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally Kou Huai said, "Yang Yi, let go of Her Royal Highness, you have something to say!"

"Hehehe, she is my only amulet now, you want me to let her go? Dreaming!"

Yang Yi laughed grimly, and said coldly: "You all leave the hall, otherwise, I don't mind charging some interest on her first."

While speaking, Yang Yi raised his other hand, and a ray of sharp internal energy breathed out at his fingertips.

He stretched his hand towards Huangfu Yunyan's face, licked his lips, and said frantically: "It would be a pity if such a face that is so overwhelming is painted into a big face."

Huangfu Yunyan's eyes were full of fear.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid from the bottom of her heart that her appearance will be destroyed. For a woman, such a blow is even more terrifying than death.

Huangfu Yunyan struggled, trying to avoid Yang Yi's hand.

But how could she, a weak woman without any martial arts knowledge, be an opponent of Yang Yi, a peak fourth-rank monk?
Seeing that Yang Yi's claws were getting closer, Huangfu Yunyan closed her eyes in despair, and a line of tears slid down her cheeks.

"Yang Yi, if you dare to touch a hair of Her Majesty the Princess, Her Majesty will never bypass you. Is there any king in the world, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, there is no place for you!"

Shangguanyu couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily.

Hearing the word Your Majesty, Yang Yi paused, turned his head to look at Shangguanyu, and suddenly laughed maniacally.

"What are you laughing at?" Shangguan Yu's face was extremely ugly.

"What am I laughing at? Of course I'm laughing at you, Mrs. Shangguan Wan'er."

Yang Yi stopped laughing, looked him up and down with crazy eyes, licked his lips and said, "You disguise yourself as a man and pretend to be your brother Shangguanyu, do you really think you can hide it from me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Shang Guanyu in astonishment, even Ling Xiaozi's eyes were shocked, and he turned his head to look.

Shangguan Wan'er!

The confidant of the Empress Fu Yunling, the holy daughter of the Yaochi Holy Land, and the first daughter of the Shangguan family.

This strange woman known as the female prime minister is a legend among the people, and I don't know how many people regard her as an idol.

Seeing that she could no longer hide her identity, Shangguan Wan'er was silent for a moment, then stretched out her jade hand, and calmly removed the crown.

But seeing a head of black hair pouring down like a waterfall, in a blink of an eye, the elegant young master Yujia turned into a graceful and graceful beauty.

"It's really Shangguan Wan'er!" Ling Xiaozi's eyes widened.

He knew Shangguan Wan'er, the Celestial Master Taoist sect had a long history with Yaochi Holy Land, and the two could be regarded as old acquaintances.

What's more, in addition to being the saint of Yaochi Holy Land, Shangguan Wan'er has another identity, that is, the peerless genius who ranks fourth on the Tianjiao list.

The ranking is three places higher than him, and at only 23 years old, his cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh rank.

I didn't expect to see this peerless woman again in Yangzhou. At this moment, even Ling Xiaozi felt that it was a coincidence, which was incredible.

"Sure enough, it's Mr. Shangguan. Mr. Shangguan came to my Yang residence. I, Yang, are really lucky." Yang Yi laughed.

Shangguan Wan'er looked at him coldly, and said, "Yang Yi, since you know it's me, you should know that the one standing behind me is His Majesty. If you persist in your obsession, catastrophe will surely come your way."

"Never again? Are you joking, Mr. Shangguan? Even if I, Yang Yi, have a hundred heads, it's not enough to cut off the crime of colluding with the Demon Cult. How can I talk about eternal doom?"

Yang Yi grinned grimly, unmoved.

Shangguan Wan'er looked serious, and said in a deep voice, "How can you let Her Royal Highness go?"

"It's very simple, there are two ways, either, you all get out and let me leave Yangzhou City, and I will naturally release this princess intact. Or... hehe."

Yang Yi stared at Shangguan Wan'er, and said coldly: "You will replace her and be my hostage!"

"No!"

"can."

Two diametrically opposed voices sounded.

It was Yang Tonglin who said no, and Shangguan Wan'er who said yes.

Yang Tonglin was taken aback, looked at Shangguan Wan'er, frowned and advised, "Miss Wan'er, this rebel has gone completely crazy, you are the descendant of the old marshal, with a rich body, how can you be in danger lightly."

"Thank you, Senior Yang. Her Royal Highness is of the blood of the royal family. Her safety is much more important than mine."

Shangguan Wan'er glanced at him and said calmly, "Yang Yi, I agree to your terms."

"Okay, as expected of a female prime minister, she is truly amazing." Yang Yi laughed loudly.

Under the worried eyes of everyone, Shangguan Wan'er walked towards Yang Yi without changing her face.

"Here I am, Yang Yi, let go of Her Royal Highness."

Shangguan Wan'er stood three steps away from Yang Yi, looking at him coldly.

"it is good."

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes, loosened his hands, and let go of Huangfu Yunyan.

"Cough, cough cough..." Huangfu Yunyan was freed from his grasp, and immediately coughed, her face was as pale as paper, she staggered twice, almost fell down.

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

This scene made Qiao'er and Chang Wei cry out in surprise, their faces full of anxiety.

"I am fine."

Huangfu Yunyan squeezed out a smile, waved at them, and said, she looked at Shangguan Wan'er, her eyes were full of emotion: "Sir Shangguan Wan'er, you don't have to..."

"Your Highness, now is not the time to talk about these things, leave quickly." Shangguan Wan'er interrupted her with a calm and calm expression.

Huangfu Yunyan pursed her lips, nodded, and walked quickly towards Qiaoer and the others.

Just when the two passed by, a fierce light flashed in Yang Yi's eyes. If he could capture Shangguan Wan'er alive, kill the princess by the way, and return to the Demon Cult, it would definitely be a great achievement.

I heard that the position of the head of the Black Lotus lineage of the Demon Sect is currently vacant. If he can make such a contribution, he must be the head of the Black Lotus.

At that time, he will be the new evil Buddha.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi no longer hesitated, he mobilized his inner energy, and suddenly swung a huge air blade with his right hand, slashing at Huangfu Yunyan's back.

"not good!"

"Princess be careful!"

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes were about to burst, and she was about to strike, but Yang Yi snorted coldly, and the pressure of the fourth rank poured out, completely suppressing her, and she couldn't move at all.

"It's over!"

"Despicable villain!" Kou Huai, Ling Xiaozi, the old Taoist priest, Yang Tonglin and others in the distance had no time to stop them, they could only watch this scene happen.

Just when everyone was feeling desperate, suddenly, a stream of light tore through the air and appeared in front of the air blade as if teleporting.

"Chong!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the audience!
Everyone stared intently, stunned.

It was a sword that blocked Huangfu Yunyan's blow at the very moment!

A sword with a green body and a sword with blossoming lotuses carved on its body.

Yang Yi looked at the sword in front of him in surprise and looked around.

Shangguan Wan'er came back to her senses and muttered to herself: "Qinglian Sword..."

"What kind of sword is this?"

"The token of the leader of the Demon Cult, Qinglian Sword!" The old Taoist narrowed his eyes. After all, he was well-informed and recognized the origin of the sword in front of him at a glance.

(End of this chapter)