Therefore, it is unlikely that all of them will fall, and the ancestors still have some back-ups."

Fang Ping couldn't help but glance at him!

Jiang Hao is not a fool, and he is not Jiang Chao, the traitor who controls Star City. He is so good-natured. What does it mean to tell him all these things in one go?

Jiang Hao must have seen the change in Fang Ping's eyes, and said with a slight smile: "I am telling you this, I have no other intention, I just want to remind you not to trespass into the realm, as it is easy to get into trouble.

Do you still want to ask, is there any second-generation ancestor of the Yang family alive?"

Fang Ping's pupils shrank.

Jiang Hao smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, the Yang family has been guarding the Eleventh South Territory, which is the Tiannan Caves, for these years.

There are two realms in the Tiannan Catacombs. The one you go to is the one the Yang family is eyeing.

The other side has actually been turned into a forbidden area for the demon clan.

You haven't met any Yang family members there before, which means that even if the second generation ancestor of the Yang family is alive, they have died before."

Fang Ping said softly: "What about the three generations and the fourth generation? Grand Master Yang Daohong, which generation is he?"

Jiang Hao smiled and said: "After all, Zhenxing City was only established 300 years ago. When we moved here, there were very few people, just a dozen people in a family.

Warriors, especially strong ones, take longer to pass on their family lineage than ordinary people.

On average, one generation lasts about 40 years. To this day, some families have more than 10 generations, while some have only five or six generations.

Grandmaster Yang Daohong from the Yang family should be the sixth generation, and Yang Qing and others should be the eighth generation.

In the previous generations, the Yang family was not very prosperous, and some died in battles one after another. As well as the riots in the ninth-grade domain of the King's Battle Land, a ninth-grade member of the Yang family also died...

Therefore, there should indeed be no high-quality products left in the Yang family now."

Next to him, Su Ziyu couldn't help but glare at him, looked at Fang Ping and said: "Mr. Fang, we also know about the grudge between you and the Yang family. But the matter has ended during the youth competition, and the Yang family has no intention of starting another dispute.

After all, the 13 ancestors jointly built Zhenxing City back then. After the death of the ancestors of the Yang family, it was already in depression...

It is even more bleak now. After Mr. Fang enters the city, please be more understanding and try not to have any conflicts..."

Fang Ping said nothing, while Li Hansong smiled naively and said, "Then if the Yang family takes the initiative to cause trouble for us..."

"Probably not."

"Mr. Su, are you sure?"

Su Ziyu frowned slightly, and Li Hansong smiled and said: "Actually, we are not the troublemakers. We all know how much Zhenxing City has paid for China.

The most powerful man stands alone on Yuhai Mountain, sitting there for hundreds of years!

There is a home that cannot be returned, and a country that cannot be returned. Across the world, we remain unknown and guard the territory of mankind and protect human civilization!

Don’t we have a grateful heart?

have!

But all this is not the reason for us to surrender when our lives are in crisis!

This time, we are here by invitation and have no intention of causing trouble and will not do so.

But we are also high-quality warriors, we have fought bloody battles, and we cannot tolerate the humiliation of others!

If the Yang family wants to humiliate us and take revenge on us, they can open up, but if they really want to do something secretly, we won't be polite!"

Fang Ping said calmly: "Hansong is right. If the Yang family wants to seek revenge from me and come out openly and talk openly, that's fine. It won't bring harm to the family. This is the rule of the entire martial arts world.

It's okay to find foreign aid or support from strong people. If you can take it, take it, if you can't, then give in.

But other things are exempted, Brother Su, please forgive me..."

Su Ziyu has a head as big as an ox, why are we talking about this?

On the side, Jiang Hao sneered and said lazily: "Well, the possibility of these things happening is unlikely. The Yang family is in depression now. If he is not stupid, he will not do these things.

Just because you mentioned it, I just said this.

As for the rest, we won’t talk about it now.

In addition, Zhenxing City invites you. I don’t know the specific circumstances, but it should be mutually beneficial and benefit both parties.

The resurrected warriors in front all received benefits in Zhenxing City, and no one had any trouble.

So this should be no problem.

As for the benefits of Zhenxing City, I don't know about this. My family didn't participate much in it. My ancestor is a laid-back person and doesn't care much about it.

Let’s wait until tomorrow to discuss the specific matters.

Our mission today is to eat and drink well!

In order to entertain you, several people in the city are bleeding, let’s go and relax!”

Although Fang Ping still wanted to inquire about the specific situation, Jiang Hao said that he didn't know, so the possibility of deceiving a few people was not too great.

In this case, Fang Ping was not polite and said with a smile: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey. We also want to see the grand scene of the first holy land in China."

"You won't be disappointed!"

…

Soon, Fang Ping and the others knew what it meant not to let everyone down.

Banquet living room.

Just a table of dishes and a few jars of wine.

Jiang Chao swallowed his saliva and hurriedly introduced: "The tongue of the seventh-grade dragon bird beast!"

Everyone looked at the plate of food, the tongue of the seventh-grade monster... This was indeed a good thing.

Some monsters only have part of their essence.

These essence parts are the parts with the most energy, the purest, and the easiest to digest, and they taste great.

"The bear paw of the seventh-grade white bear beast!"

"The belly meat of a seventh-grade earth-armored beast..."

Jiang Chao introduced eight dishes in a row, and finally looked at the middle plate and said with a smile: "This is amazing! Do you know what is the most delicious thing in the cave?"

"Miner Rat."

Fang Ping casually added that this was what Qin Fengqing said when he first went down to the cave.

It was precisely because this guy said this that everyone knew that he had a mine.

Jiang Chao laughed and said: "That's right! But generally speaking, mine rats are not of the highest grade. Even if they are of the highest grade, they will only be of the first or second grade.

But this time this mine rat...a fourth-grade monster!

When a mine rat enters the middle-grade realm, it is truly a good thing and is rare to see even at the top level!

Such a mine rat not only devoured energy in the mineral veins, but also devoured a lot of life essence before it could reach the middle level.

This is also the main dish this time, even rarer than seventh-grade monster meat!"

Fang Ping was indeed a little surprised. He had seen mine rats, but most of them were ordinary ones, not monster beasts.

Unexpectedly, there are still those in the fourth level.

This thing is much rarer than the ordinary seventh-grade monster meat, so it is reasonable to become the main dish.

Soon, Jiang Chao introduced several jars of wine on the side, which have been aged for hundreds of years!

It's truly a hundred years old, and it's not just any ordinary wine. It uses a lot of energy fruits and even some life essence in it.

"This was made by the ancestors back then. It was rare for us to have a drink. This time, in order to entertain a few people, Zhenxing City moved out three altars, and the cellars are almost empty..."

Jiang Chao smiled all over his face and felt that he was very proud.

After saying that, he kept raising his eyebrows at Qin Fengqing, bald, and he felt free to eat and drink!

When you come to my place, you must have some noodles.

When they reach the level of Fang Ping and others, they really rarely eat again.

But this time, few people were polite.

These things, even though Mowu is rich and wealthy now, are really difficult to get together.

If the foundation is not enough, Mowu cannot produce just that hundred-year-old wine.

I have never seen a middle grade mine rat before.

Fang Ping and others were not polite, they really opened their mouths to eat, Qin Fengqing could not wait to put the plate in front of her.

If this table of food and wine were sold to the outside world for three to five billion, there might be strong people willing to sell it.

This is a warrior, a meal, that is a truly astronomical figure.

However, I am afraid that Zhenxing City will not easily use such a meal. Just the essence of 8 kinds of seventh-grade monsters means that 8 seventh-grade monsters have been killed...

This is so rare.

Fang Ping was eating and drinking, and he was a little drunk while drinking some wine. As he was drunk, his brain became more and more awake.
To be continued...