Ye Yang retorted, "If you're annoyed, you can kill yourself. I won't stop you!"

"This guy just can't speak human language..." I walked to the Two World Mountain and was immediately dumbfounded. At the city gate of Two World Mountain, someone had placed two dog statues.

On the left was a husky with slanted eyes and a dangling tongue, looking like an idiot.

On the right was a Samoyed covering its mouth and snickering.

What was I feeling...?

I subconsciously turned my head and saw Wang the Butcher leading everyone from the Two World Hall, walking out from the side of the gate.

Wang the Butcher tapped his palm with a rolling pin and said, "Not bad! You've got some nerve! You dared to give us Meng Po soup?" (Soup of Oblivion)

"Don't you know that Xiao Chun and Qin Xin were in my Soul Restricting Pouch at the time, listening to everything you said?"

"And Leng Gou (Cold Dog) has been corrupted too!"

"Not only did you not remind us that there was Meng Po soup in the wine, but you didn't even tell us when you chased after the stupid dog."

My face turned pale. "Let me explain..."

"Beat them to death!" The girls from the Two World Hall roared and pounced on me, punching and kicking.

I struggled and shouted, "You can't kill me, I still have a mission to complete!"

"Ye Yang, you dog, you ran again!"

"Look! Ye Yang ran, go hit him!"

Ye Yang still ran, without any sense of shared hardship.

Fortunately, the girls from the Two World Hall knew to hold back, and didn't beat me to death on the spot, so I could continue to complete the task.

I felt bored after staying in Two World Mountain for a few days. Taking advantage of the time when I came out to grill game, I called Ye Yang and Lao Liu over. "I say, Ye Yang!"

"We have so many girls in the Two World Hall, let's split them in half, what do you think?"

"When we have children, our two families will be friends for generations. In the future, we will build a Twin Wolf Town here. I'll be the second... I'll be the second brother, and you'll be the first brother."

Ye Yang said expressionlessly, "No, I don't want it! I'll give them all to you!"

I scratched my head. "That won't work! There are only seven days in a week, one day for each person, and there are still more people!"

"Lao Liu, what do you say?"

Lao Liu curled his lips. "My lord, don't think too highly of yourself. Let me tell you, those girls are also thinking about you."

"I just heard them say that they are going to vote to choose who to marry, why don't you go take a look!"

I immediately became interested and quietly sneaked over with the roasted pheasant in my hand.

I brought the pheasant with me, in case I was discovered, I could say: I brought them roasted meat.

I held my breath and looked into the room, and heard Nie Xiaochun say, "There are only five men in the Two World Hall now. Hei Ye Xiao (Black Night Owl) is a zombie and cannot be eaten."

"Lao Liu is already too old, the meat is too tough to eat!"

"Jiang Junci eloped with Wang Xiaohuan, and didn't even come in."

"The only ones who can be eaten are those two dogs."

"However, there are fewer dogs than people, so let's vote first and see who your targets are!"

"I'll be the referee, you guys write quickly, and I'll read it out."

After a while, Nie Xiaochun, who was the referee, opened Wang the Butcher's note first: "Oh my god! You wrote Qu Mo!"

Wang the Butcher laughed and said, "I just like Qu Mo. Don't worry, he knows that the stupid dog guards Two World Mountain, so he will definitely come to see his disciple. When that time comes, he won't be able to escape!"

Oh my god!

What kind of taste does Wang the Butcher have?

What's so good about my master?

This is really a unique taste!

Besides, if my senior sister becomes my master's wife, the seniority will be messed up!

What kind of ambition is this?

Who knew that Wang the Butcher really waited for my master and became my master's wife.

At that time, before I could complain, I saw Qin Xin slam the note on the table: "Ye Yang is mine!"

Ye Yang?

Was Qin Xin beaten silly?

Doesn't she know who her ghost spirit is?

She chose Ye Yang!

Lin Zhao: "I also choose Ye Yang!"

Feng Ruoxing: "Ye Yang!"

Xia Mengying: "Ye Yang!"

Nie Xiaochun also said, "Ye Yang!"

Only Xiao Ying shyly took out the note, which read: "Lin Zhao!"

If this were normal, I would laugh my head off.

But at that time, I was already numb. What's so good about Ye Yang?

How come it's all him?

Even Xiao Kui wrote: "Marry handsome daddy when I grow up!"

That's right, let Xiao Kui marry him and let him be a coffin filler.

Looking at Ye Yang with a smile on his face, I comforted myself: "Ling and Cang Tianji are not here, they would definitely choose me if they were here!"

Lao Liu quietly came over: "My lord, don't fantasize. The two of them are calculating how to get out of Two World Mountain while guarding the Heavenly Prison over at the stone gate!"

"No one has taken a fancy to you!"

I was immediately dumbfounded: Can this life still go on?

Ye Yang pointed at me and said, "Drop!"

The roasted chicken in my hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

Ye Yang: "Cry!"

I felt very aggrieved and didn't know why I felt like crying. My eyes were hot!

Ye Yang: "Roll on the ground!"

I immediately pulled out my knife: "Damn you, I'll kill you!"

That day, I chased Ye Yang all over the mountains and fields and almost hacked him.

However, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill that dog!

Later, Ling and Cang Tianji figured out a way to slack off, and our Two World Hall began to take turns going down the mountain.

It's just that we no longer care about the affairs of the martial world. Going down the mountain is just for a dedicated vacation.

Many years later, there were still legends of our Two World Hall in the martial world, and some people still told the story of Two World Mountain.

Sometimes, it's interesting to sit next to those younger martial artists and listen to them talk about the Two World Hall.

Oh, right!

Once when I went down the mountain, I heard a story, and the legend in it was even more exciting than the Two World Hall.

When I wanted to ask the storyteller if that story was true, the storyteller had already left.

I just vaguely remembered that I seemed to have seen him somewhere, either on Two World Mountain or at some special occasion. That person felt very familiar to me.

When I find that storyteller, I will have him tell you the next story.