In the center of Qianyang City, there is a large mansion. Although it is not as magnificent as the Luo family, it also has a radius of one mile. Its pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, garden and stables are all complete! ! !
This place is not elsewhere, it is the City Lord's Mansion of Qianyang City! ! !
Inside the gorgeously decorated main hall.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"... ... ..
Countless precious antique vases worth a lot of money were severely smashed to the ground, and the fragments were scattered on the ground.
"Roar... Shuwu... My Shuwu boy..." Tang Long's whole body was violent, his eyes spurted blood, his chest undulated violently like a blower, roaring Repeatedly, it was exactly like an enraged beast, trying to eat people, his voice was the cuckoo cuckoo wailing, bloody, hatred, "Roar! Yang Fan! You little beast, you can't die." Roar! If you don’t peel your skin and cramp and smash your corpse into pieces, I’m not Tang Long... .. woo woo... .. my poor Shuwu boy, yell! This hatred, this hatred, nothing in common Dai Tian! It’s hard to wash even if you pour out all the water from all over the world, and the Luo family, I, Tang Long, are at odds with you.
"Father..." Tang Shuwen, who looked like a beast, roared and burst into tears, was heartbroken, "I... Am I wrong? Am I really wrong? If so. He just fought desperately, maybe his second brother wouldn’t..."
But soon, Yang Fan’s horrible picture of the slaughter of the high-ranking monster like a dog slaughtered in his mind that day, “No, I’m right, I’m right, if I don’t do what Yang Fan wants, not only The second brother will suffer, even he and his father are afraid to die..."
at this time... ... .
Tang Long grabbed Tang Wenxue's shirt, "Why? Why do you want to be cruel to Wenwu, he is your brother, your own brother..." Tang Long's voice was so heartbreaking. Heartbroken, "Why? Why don't you save Wenwu, ah, tell me why this is..."
"boom!!!"
Tang Shuwen was thrown out by Tang Long. At this time, Tang Long had almost no reservations. He hated Yang Fan and his eldest son. It didn’t matter if he didn’t help his own brother, he also took the initiative to help others castrate him. Brother, this is a real brother who grew up with him. Does he still have a trace of humanity? ! !
"Wow, puff!!!"
Tang Shuwen’s combat power is not lower than that of a high-ranking martial artist, and his pure attack power, even some Nine Heavenly Powers, are not his opponents, but his physical defenses have always been a major weakness of Jian Xiu. He almost fell apart bluntly, even his internal organs seemed to be a bit blind, and he was just spouting blood.
"Shuwen, you....you...." Looking at the elder son who was vomiting blood, Tang Long's sense of being destroyed by anger recovered somewhat, and he wanted to take care of Tang Shuwen. , But when I think of Tang Shuwen's cold sword, I can't say what I can say anymore.
"Father, Shuwu is my own younger brother, how can I be willing to suffer this ordeal for him..." Tang Wenxue struggled hard from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sorrowful expression on his face. .
"Then why do you want to be cruel and cruel to it?" Hearing that, Tang Long's emotions became excited again, "That little beast is just a hairy boy with no hairs, even if No matter how talented the evildoer, can it be better than you? Is it because you are afraid of his identity, you can even sacrifice your brother's lifelong happiness?"
"Father, you really look at the child too much. He said he would kill the child as long as he was willing to move his fingers!!!" Tang Shuwen's voice was filled with endless powerlessness and bitterness.
"What? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..." Tang Long jumped up, his eldest son's cultivation strength, he knew very well, it was a high-rank martial artist-level combat strength, even though It is the elders of the nine major sects, and they are not necessarily their opponents. The little beast is so old. Even if he starts practicing in the womb, he is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of his son, let alone crush and kill with one finger. ,absurd! It is extremely absurd.
"Father, I don't think so, but that's the truth... Father, I'm just a younger brother like Shuwu. If there is a chance, even if my life is lost, I will surely save it. Wu!!!"
He is a younger brother like Tang Shuwu, if it is possible, how can he beat him cruelly? Yang Fan is really too enchanting, so that he has no power to fight back, resist, and wait for them to die. .
"Yes! Shuwen has always loved Shuwu, if there is a chance, how can he abandon Shuwu and ignore..."
Especially thinking that Tang Wenxue would rather pay five million Lingshi in the end to protect Tang Wenwu. Tang Long’s anger towards Tang Shuwen disappeared without a trace. That was five million Lingshi, not fifty thousand, let alone five hundred, if not. I really love this younger brother Tang Shuwu, who would be willing to take five million Lingshi to save a dude who only knows how to eat, drink, prosper, and bet! ! !
But soon, the terrifying killing intent seemed to be like the Yangtze River transpiring from Tang Long, "Death! The little animal must die! Even if it takes the life of Lao Tzu, it will not hesitate!!!"
His face is extremely distorted, and it seems like an evil ghost from Jiuyou Hell can stop the child from crying! ! !
"Hey!!!"
Tang Shuwen opened his mouth and wanted to persuade and avenge him, but he also thought, but how easy it is. Even if the two of them both opened up the real holes and stepped into the realm of Wuhou, they would never be Yang Fan’s opponent, let alone. The talents of the two of them, father and son, are almost impossible in this life to step into the realm of Wuhou and open up true acupuncture points. The seventh-rank bloodline is the foundation. Those with the seventh-rank bloodline like him will cultivate for a lifetime, at most, one and a half. Bu Wuhou, and his father's bloodline is even worse, but the eighth rank middle bloodline, if there is no adventure, the seventh martial artist is the limit. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed it again.
Today's Tang Long has long been occupied by hatred, and no matter how much he said, it will not help! ! !
"I can only take care of my father more and don't let him do anything stupid, otherwise, my Tang clan is in danger!!!" For Yang Fan, he really doesn't want to be an enemy. He is not a man at all, but a god! It's a demon! How can people be the opponent of gods and demons!
And in the final analysis, the second brother will end up like this, and it is also his own responsibility! ! !
Eight thousand miles away from the Qixing Mountain Range, above the sky, a dragon-shaped flying boat soars among the blue and white clouds! ! !
Luo Jiahui, dressed in a white princess dress, is like a smart elf, touched here in the east and there in the west, with a red face, unspeakable excitement, although it is the second time to ride a flying boat, but Luo Jiahui, a little loli Still very excited.
Unknowingly, it was already half a month later. After the birthday banquet, Yang Fan stayed at Luo's house for three more days. During this period, the clean Ningling Garden suddenly became crowded with people coming to visit. The patriarchs of the big families in Yangcheng, as well as the two descendants of Luohan, such as the heaven-defying evildoers, if they don't take the opportunity to ingratiate themselves, then they will have lived for so many years in vain! ! !
It's a pity that Yang Fan didn't intend to make friends with them at all. Except for the grandfather Luo, everyone else, including those uncles and aunts, ate everything behind closed doors. Even the old man, if he hadn't been accompanied by Luo Yun, would not be willing to see him. When my family was in despair, I ignored my family, all kinds of contempt and insults continued, and I almost drowned because of those so-called cousins. Now my family has developed, and everyone hastily come up. The relationship is close, there is no such good thing in the world! ! !
Except for his uncle's family, Yang Fan never thought of recognizing these uncles and aunts! ! !
Three days later, Yang Fan's family left. When the three of them went there, they had a small tail when they came back. In the little Lolita's coquettish and cute, tearful eyes, if you disagree, I will cry, Yang Fan I had to agree to Little Lori and take him back to the Seven-Star Sect. Anyway, with his status in the Seven-Star Sect, Luo Jiahui was able to enter the outer door. After taking Xisui Pill and Blood Spirit Grass, his talent has reached the middle rank of the eighth grade, and he can be called a top genius in the entire outer sect! ! !
However, Yang Fan did not return to the sect directly. Instead, he stayed at the Yang family for a while. During this period, Yang Fan also found an opportunity to hand over the silver puppet beast to Yang Yunfeng. Not only that, but Yang Fan did not hesitate to waste his life and refine his sword energy. A few natal sword charms.
Every sword talisman has a full blow by Yang Fan. Even the top Wuhou, if there is no protective device, he will have to end up in danger. As long as it is not made by Wuzong strong, Yang Yunfeng and his wife can be said to be stable. Ruotaishan! ! !
Of course, there are also a lot of various training resources. Only the high-grade spirit stones have left 50,000 yuan for the Yang Yunfeng and his wife, and the other middle- and low-grade spirit stones are nearly 100 million. The ancestors are not bad in the slightest, and they are even worse. It is a great local tyrant! ! !
As for the 100 million pill and spirit soldiers purchased after the auction, most of Yang Fan stayed in the Yang family, except for a small part. With such a huge resource, the Yang family’s strength would be rapid, I believe it won’t take long. , Will overtake a big family like the Luo family! ! !
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: I was really too sleepy last night. I slept halfway through the code. Forgive me to the big guys, go out for a meal, come back and continue to work! ! !