C4 The youth in white clothes search for treasure

Having caused so much trouble without a single thought and yet another matter not being resolved, Zhao Yang's brain was on the verge of collapse.

While he was lying in bed thinking, King heard the clanking outside. He couldn't get up to look, but the noise was getting louder and louder, and the maid was no longer there, probably out of the house. Helpless, Zhao Yang was worth getting up to see what was going on.

He did not know where these fish had come from, and why they had all rushed to his door. Zhao Yang was angry, but he did not want to continue fighting, so if they were to fight like this one at a time, then how long would it take for them to fight for?

He pulled out a magic scroll and threw it at the crowd of fish outside the window. Light was shooting out randomly, and smoke was rising. Not long later, all of the fish people who had swarmed in had turned into ashes, and no trace of them could be seen. Just as he was about to quieten down, the clanging sound of magic scrolls could be heard once more. Angry, Zhao Yang threw out two magic scrolls before calming down.

He heard the sound of laughter outside the door and saw a person standing under the window with his back facing Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang couldn't see his face but could tell that it was a handsome young man from his graceful figure.

Without waiting for Zhao Yang to ask, he said, "Where did you all come from? Hurry up and leave." With a "sou, sou, sou, sou" sound, a series of seven to eight youths dressed in the same white gown flew in. With their backs facing him, and with the same enchanting posture, although it could be seen that they were men, their heroic looks were enough to mesmerize even Zhao Yang.

"May I ask, which deity is this?" Only then did Zhao Yang ask.

A few white-robed youths flew into the air and stepped onto the white fan as they said in unison, "Hero, don't ask about the origins of this event. Watch this move."

To make a move without a word was not a righteous rule in the martial arts world. From the looks of it, it was not a proper sect. Otherwise, why would he turn his back on the others and not let them see him?

The white fan formed a wall in front of Zhao Yang. Before Zhao Yang could react, the fan had already built a white wall around him. It seemed like these people didn't want to hurt Zhao Yang, but what were their intentions? Zhao Yang was curious. He didn't know these people and didn't know why he hadn't offended anyone. Oh, I remember now. Could it be a savings ring?

As Zhao Yang was thinking, he heard one of the young men in white say, "Our purpose for coming here today is very simple. We hope you can hand over the magic scroll manual and the list of all the people who know magic scrolls. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."

Oh, hearing what they said, Zhao Yang finally understood that they were here for Kailov. Indeed, in these few years, Kailov's team had been expanding, and the speed at which they were expanding had made the people around them feel fear, making them afraid that Kailov was stronger than them and that he was the leader of the whole world. In fact, they didn't even know Kailov, they just wanted to use their chivalrous hearts to judge Kailov's great love.

The ultimate goal of all the magic that Kailov taught them was to let them learn how to protect themselves in this difficult world, rather than to become a god or fight for some powerful country. However, there would always be some people who would achieve their own selfishness in the future, but would constantly create all kinds of problems, sow relations among the various devil sects, and only wish to cause a world war.

However, Zhao Yang knew that his Master wouldn't hand over the magic scrolls so easily. Feng wouldn't give him the names of the people, unless he was dead, even if he was dead, Zhao Yang wouldn't say anything.

Seeing Zhao Yang's determined look, it seemed like the youth in white clothing didn't have any other choice and still didn't have any face left at that time. Zhao Yang felt very strange. If he wasn't afraid of people coming out, why would he let me see!

The more he thought about it, the more both sides began to fight. The more Zhao Yang wanted to see what exactly was going on, but it seemed like they were also experts. No matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't see their faces.

Zhao Yang came up with a trick, which was to continue using the sunglasses from his saving ring, so that the sunglasses would remember their appearances and see who exactly they were.

Just as Zhao Yang took out the mirror, he saw the white-clothed youths throw out their white fans one by one, flying straight towards Zhao Yang's wrist. Before he could react, his sunglasses had fallen off from their pockets and into the white-clothed youth's hands.

"Ha ha-ha ha, what other treasures do you have? Just take them out, I'll take them back for the girls to use." The youth in white mocked Zhao Yang in a mocking manner. Zhao Yang was a bit annoyed, but he couldn't see through the youth in white's moves. He was at a loss of what to do in a short period of time.

Although these people didn't hurt him, Zhao Yang couldn't do anything about them. For a moment, it was difficult to separate them from each other.

"Should I hand it over?" The young man in white seemed to be tired of this roundabout way of handling and said angrily.

"No, if you want to kill me or cut me into pieces, you can decide!" Zhao Yang also started to act rashly. He could tell that although this happiness didn't hurt him, it wasn't for the sake of letting him go. It was only for the sake of the magic scrolls.

This group of people saw him actually acting like a scoundrel, and also felt helpless, as it would take a while for him to make a move. It would be impossible to do too much, but it would be impossible to do too little, what should we do? If you don't hand over the magic scrolls obediently, don't blame us for taking action against your master. "

Hearing his words, Zhao Yang thought to himself, this stupid fellow, in that case, I can't hand it over to you.

How could he say such stupid words? The few of them did indeed capture Kailov, but the final goal was to obtain the magic scrolls, otherwise, no matter how many people they captured, it would be of no use.

Looks like this kid won't give up. Then I'll teach him a lesson. He won't give it up." Thinking of this, the young man in white said, "Thunder from a clear sky." Beneath each fan was a young man in white clothes. With a leap, he flew to Zhao Yang's side, and encircled him in the middle. Like a whirlwind, Zhao Yang spun swiftly, and before him, there was no one at all.

Zhao Yang was not flustered at all, he knew that once he lost consciousness, he would fall into a trap. What he needed now was to calm himself down, but these people were truly great warriors, Zhao Yang could not even panic. These people in white were still spinning, and their speed was not one bit slower.

Although it was hard to resist, Zhao Yang was still able to. This left the white-robed youths no choice but to use a new technique. He heard another sound, "It's like thunder piercing my ears." Every white-clothed youth picked up their white fans and let out a gust of wind. That wind was like a bolt of lightning, not a gentle breeze, and in a short while, Zhao Yang's ears would no longer be able to hear anything. He really felt as if his ears were about to fly out. One after another, darts flew past Zhao Yang's ears with a "sou, sou, sou" sound. However, they didn't hurt him. Instead, the white fans in front of him landed on the ground one by one with sou, sou, sou "sounds. When the youth in white saw another person fly into the courtyard, he angrily glared at him and coldly said, "That silly little girl, how dare you join in the fun here?"

"Sigh, yes. Your grandma, I, have come to play with you. We are talking." Without a fan in his hand, the white-clothed youth turned around and pulled out his belt, wanting to wrap it around the girl. The girl made a turn, spinning in the same direction as the belt, making it impossible for the belt to wrap around her, before reaching out to tie up the veil that covered the white-clothed youth's face.

It turned out that without the white fan, another veil had appeared on all their faces. What kind of cultivation technique did they train with? It really made them suffer and they couldn't even miss a single face after half a day of practicing.

The girl spoke boldly, "So you were practicing such shameless martial arts!" As he finished speaking, he laughed out loud, scaring these white-clothed youths into a fit of rage. The youth in the lead then said, "Don't be rash, remember what you just said." It looks like he was reminding them not to hurt us before they came.

Hearing his words, the girl became even bolder. "Oh, there's actually a reason for being shameless!" Since you don't want your face anymore, then hurry up and get out of here. Don't let me get angry.

Zhao Yang saw that it was Jenny. This girl was born with the background of a calf and was not afraid of a tiger. It was fortunate that this group of people came today not to beg for their lives but to beg for something.

Zhao Yang was aware that he was higher than Jenny so he didn't dare to provoke Jenny. Zhao Yang had already seen through the situation. He was just here to stir up trouble and then came to remind Jenny. It seemed like he was hinting at something.

"Alright, heroes, I, Zhao Yang, am clear of the purpose of your visit today. If you really want to have a good exchange, I am willing to discuss this with your superiors, so let's not waste any time here. We don't dare to hurt a single hair on our head, and we can't stop fighting. If everyone feels that this is feasible, then let's follow the rules. "

Hearing Zhao Yang's words, they could be considered to have reached the heart of the youth in white. The reason they came was for this matter. To them, such an ending was undoubtedly the best explanation.

"Alright, then we'll agree to it. When you've decided on a date, we'll see each other again. We have enough patience for this. " The youth disappeared as soon as he finished talking. Jenny was also surprised by the speed at which he disappeared.

After they left, Jenny could not figure out what Zhao Yang was doing and was very worried. He felt that even if Zhao Yang's current power was sufficient to stop them, it would still be very dangerous for him to charge into the tiger's den by himself. He couldn't help but be worried.

"It's better if you don't go and see them. After all, he's just one person." Jenny asked to see what Zhao Yang's true thoughts were.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry." Zhao Yang was very sure and did not intend to beat around the bush. "I know what I'm doing."