Yang Qingxuan felt uneasy for a while, what an ordinary thing for ordinary people is a luxury for him.
The great master for thirty years, I don't know who I am in my dream.
Now, I finally found myself, and I can finally go home.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes were a little sore. Looking at the dilapidated gate and the dilapidated low wall, he stopped in his tracks.
The originally deserted home seemed to have guests, and there seemed to be some dispute.
"Grandpa... grandpa..."
Yang Qingxuan's heart tightened, he called out, and pushed the door open.
In addition to Yang Qingxuan's grandfather, what came into view was a middle-aged man and a 14-year-old girl.
The middle-aged man has an extraordinary appearance, he is not angry and majestic, and there is an aura of being in the upper class for a long time.
The girl has apricot eyes and peach cheeks, wears a pink shirt, and her blue hair is scattered like a waterfall, adding to her prettyness the charm of a little girl.
The two of them looked like high-ranking officials and dignitaries at first glance, while their grandfather had a simple body, although his bones were strong, he was very thin, and he looked a bit stooped when he stood in a corner.
Yang Qingxuan was stunned, he couldn't imagine how a powerful person would come here in this small broken house. And that young girl was extremely beautiful, although she was not as celestial as Wu Qiyue, she was still very beautiful and gave him a sense of familiarity.
"Are you... Su Ying?"
Yang Qingxuan finally found out the girl's information in his memory, and it turned out to be Su Ying, one of the four beauties in the college along with Wu Qiyue!
"How dare you come back, you idiot! Hooligan! Dead hooligan!"
When Su Ying saw him, her cheeks flushed and she cursed angrily.
The middle-aged man and Yang Zhao also looked over, they couldn't help being stunned, as if they sensed something was wrong.
Yang Qingxuan was puzzled, thinking that this girl was so rude, so he said coldly: "I have never played a hooligan with you, nor have I taken advantage of you. If you talk nonsense again, I don't mind really treating you do something."
After finishing speaking, his gaze unscrupulously enjoyed Su Ying.
Yang Qingxuan never claims to be a gentleman, but is the kind of person with a casual temperament and no fear. There is a pure and beautiful woman who will call him a hooligan in the face, and he doesn't mind being a hooligan for a real time, feasting his eyes.
Su Ying was taken aback by his sultry eyes, she couldn't bear the shame and indignation, and said angrily: "Well, you really have unreasonable thoughts about me, how can I forgive you!" , and slapped it lightly with a palm.
Yang Qingxuan only smelled a burst of fragrance, and suddenly felt a little distracted. It was slightly different from Wu Qiyue's clear and cold fragrance, but each had its own age.
Suddenly he was slightly startled, and secretly scolded himself for thinking about these things at this moment. Su Ying's palm looked gentle, but it was actually extremely powerful, even more powerful than Zuo Feng's "Earth Collapsing Fist"! He didn't dare to push himself too hard, and with all his vigor, the Subduing Dragon Palm went up to the attack!
"stop!"
The middle-aged man and Yang Zhao shouted at the same time, but their expressions were completely different. The middle-aged man was majestic and angry, while Yang Zhao was full of worry, but at the next moment, a flash of light shot out from his cloudy eyes, and his whole body froze due to excessive shock!
I saw Yang Qingxuan's energy flowing all over his body, as if a dragon was flying in the sky, and the energy turned into waves and spread out in circles. The bowls, pots, bricks and tiles in the house were shaken to "bang bang", and all the porcelain was instantly shattered.
Su Ying's complexion also changed drastically. She was worried that she would kill that idiot with one palm, but her mood turned upside down in an instant.
"Boom!"
The two palms hit each other, and the air wave swayed, Yang Qingxuan didn't move, but Su Ying stepped back several steps, almost hitting the wall!
The middle-aged man was horrified and said in shock: "You cultivated a martial spirit?!"
Yang Zhao was also full of astonishment, and then his expression was relaxed for a while, looking at Yang Qingxuan expectantly, with tears in his eyes, and his lips trembling slightly.
Yang Qingxuan looked at his grandfather with a sore heart. Thinking of the hard work of these years, he secretly said: "Now my two souls are united, and I am truly awakened. From now on, I will never let the person I want to protect suffer."
He wanted to tell Yang Zhao the news, but there were outsiders around at the moment, so it was inconvenient to reveal it, so he said, "Not yet."
The middle-aged man was stunned: "Then how can you knock Ying'er away with a single palm? It seems that you have stayed in the Great Perfection of the Qi Martial Realm for a long time." He saw through Yang Qingxuan's situation at a glance.
Yang Zhao also saw it, and just murmured to himself: "The Qi and Martial Realm is perfect, this, how is this possible..." His tone was so excited that it was hard to hold back, his hands were shaking violently.
"How dare you hurt me! I'm going to kill you!"
Su Ying came back to her senses, a white light rose from her wrist, and the silver light flowed down, immediately turning into a delicate and small crossbow with three small arrows ready to go, sharp and cold.
Yang Qingxuan shrank his pupils suddenly, looked at the Xiujian in shock, and said in surprise: "Is this the Wuhun?" This was the first time he saw someone else's Wuhun, and he felt extremely dangerous.
"stop!"
The middle-aged man and Yang Zhao drank again, and two figures flashed in the room. Yang Zhao had already appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan, protecting him behind him.
The middle-aged man appeared beside Su Ying, grabbed her arm, and the sleeve arrow turned into a flash of white light and disappeared.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked in his heart, and had always doubted his own identity. If grandpa was just an ordinary cleaner, how could he have such great determination and perseverance to train himself to be a warrior
Grandpa's ghostly movement just now proved this even more, even he couldn't do it!
Su Ying's martial spirit was obviously suppressed by the middle-aged man, she stomped her feet and struggled: "Let me go, let me go quickly! He hurt me just now!"
The middle-aged man shouted: "Stop messing around! If it wasn't for Qingxuan's mercy just now, you would have been beaten out!"
Under the reprimand of the middle-aged man, he glanced at Yang Zhao intentionally or unintentionally, and a trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes.
Su Ying was stunned for a moment, and shouted in disbelief: "Only by him? If it wasn't for my carelessness, I didn't use the martial soul in time..."
"enough!"
The middle-aged man scolded: "Stop talking!"
Su Ying was suppressed by the coercion, she turned her head away immediately, her pretty face was angry, she got angry at the side with aggrieved, and stomped her feet anxiously.
The middle-aged man looked at Yang Qingxuan for a long time, and then he said: "Congratulations to Qingxuan for recovering his soul, and has reached the tenth level of Qi martial arts. It is only one step away from refining Qi and transforming seals, and condensing martial souls."
Yang Qingxuan was slightly shocked, not knowing how the other party knew that his soul was incomplete, and he smiled back calmly, making the middle-aged man puzzled.
Yang Zhao was overjoyed, and seemed to be decades younger at once. After coughing excitedly, he laughed and said, "Tuo Jin Wang Hongfu."
Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled, the person in front of him turned out to be Su Ze, the well-known king of Jin in Cangnan Kingdom, and Su Ying was actually a relative of the emperor.
Su Ze said: "The old man is serious. This is the agreement between us back then, and everything should be done. Qingxuan's ability to recover his soul is also his own good fortune."
(end of this chapter)