Yang Qingxuan felt a wave of apprehension in his heart. To ordinary people, this was an ordinary thing, but to him, it was a luxury.
For thirty years, he had been a Martial Grandmaster without knowing who he was in his dreams.
Now, he had finally found himself and could finally return home.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes were a little sore. He looked at the dilapidated door and the dilapidated low wall, and his footsteps stopped.
The originally cold and cheerless home seemed to have guests inside, and there seemed to be some kind of dispute.
"Grand … Grandfather …"
Yang Qingxuan's heart tightened. He opened his mouth and called out, then pushed the door open and entered.
What entered his eyes was Yang Qingxuan's grandfather, a middle-aged man, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.
The middle-aged man's appearance was extraordinary, and he was dignified without being angry. He exuded the aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time.
The girl had almond-shaped eyes and peachy cheeks. She wore a pink blouse, and her black hair flowed down like a waterfall. Amidst her beauty, there was a hint of a young girl's charm.
The two of them looked like high officials and dignitaries. His grandfather was dressed plainly, and although his bones were strong, he was very thin. He stood in the corner, looking a little stooped.
Yang Qingxuan was stunned. He didn't think that there would be dignitaries in this shabby little house. As for the girl, she was beautiful beyond compare. Although she wasn't as beautiful as Wu Qiyue, she was still very beautiful and gave him a sense of familiarity.
"You are … Su Ying?"
Yang Qingxuan finally found the girl's information in his memories. She was one of the Four Great Beauties of the academy, Su Ying!
"You fool, you still dare to come back! Rogue! Damn rogue! "
When Su Ying saw him, her cheeks flushed red, and she scolded him angrily.
The middle-aged man and Yang Zhao also looked over. The two of them couldn't help but be stunned, as if they sensed that something was wrong.
Yang Qingxuan was confused. He thought that this girl was very rude, so he said coldly, "I've never been a rogue to you, nor have I taken advantage of you. If you continue to speak nonsense, I don't mind doing something to you. "
After he finished speaking, his gaze unscrupulously enjoyed Su Ying's body.
Yang Qingxuan had never boasted of being a gentleman. On the contrary, he was a carefree and fearless person. If a pure beauty scolded him for being a pervert, he wouldn't mind being a pervert for once to feast his eyes on her.
Su Ying was startled by his roguish gaze. Feeling ashamed and indignant, she angrily said, "Good, you really do have improper thoughts about me. How can I forgive you!" Her figure flashed and she took advantage of him, lightly sending out a palm strike.
Yang Qingxuan caught a whiff of a sweet fragrance, and he was immediately distracted. It was slightly different from Wu Qiyue's cold fragrance, but each had its own charm.
Suddenly, he was startled and scolded himself for thinking about this at this time. Although Su Ying's palm seemed gentle, it was actually extremely powerful. Its might was even above Zuo Feng's "Earth Collapsing Fist"! He didn't dare to be careless. He gathered his Qi and used the Dragon-subduing Palm Technique to meet 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's face was full of worry. But in the next moment, his turbid eyes suddenly burst with light, and his whole person was stunned due to excessive shock!
Yang Qingxuan's Qi flowed around him like a dragon in the sky. The Qi turned into waves and spread out in circles. The bowls, basins, bricks, and tiles in the room were shaken, and all the porcelain was shattered in an instant.
Su Ying's expression also changed greatly. She was originally worried that her palm strike would kill the fool, but in an instant, her mood was reversed. Her opponent's palm technique was vigorous and fierce, and as soon as they touched, she knew something was wrong.
"Bang!"
The two palms hit each other, and the Qi waves spread out. Yang Qingxuan didn't move from his original position, but Su Ying took several steps back and almost hit the wall!
The middle-aged man was shocked and said, "You've cultivated a Martial Soul?!"
Yang Zhao's face was also full of astonishment, and then his expression relaxed. He looked expectantly at Yang Qingxuan, tears in his eyes, and his lips slightly trembling.
Yang Qingxuan looked at his grandfather, and his heart also ached. Thinking of all the hardships he had suffered over the years, he secretly said, "Now that my two spirits have merged, it has truly awakened. From now on, I will never let the people I want to protect suffer again. "
He wanted to tell Yang Zhao this news, but at the moment there were outsiders, and it was inconvenient to reveal it, so he said, "Not yet."
The middle-aged man was stunned, "Then how could you force Ying back with one palm? It seems like you've been stuck at the Qi Martial Realm for a long time. "He saw through Yang Qingxuan's situation with one glance.
Yang Zhao also saw through it, and could only mutter to himself, "Qi Martial Realm Great Perfection, this, how is this possible …" He couldn't control his excitement, and his hands trembled violently.
"You dare to hurt me! I'm going to kill you! "
Su Ying came back to her senses, and a white light rose from her wrist. The silver light flowed down, and suddenly it turned into a delicate and small crossbow. There were three small arrows ready to shoot, sharp and cold.
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and he looked at the arrow in shock, "Is this a Martial Spirit?" This was the first time he saw someone else's Martial Spirit, and it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
"Stop!"
The middle-aged man and Yang Zhao shouted 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, and grabbed her arm. Suddenly the arrow turned into a flash of white light and disappeared.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He had always doubted his family's identity. If his grandfather was just an ordinary cleaner, how could he have such great determination and perseverance to train him to become a martial artist?
His grandfather's ghostly movement just now proved this point. Even he couldn't do it!
Su Ying's Martial Spirit was obviously suppressed by the middle-aged man. She stamped her feet and struggled, "Let me go, let me go! He hurt me just now! "
The middle-aged man shouted, "Stop fooling around! If Qing Xuan didn't show mercy, you would have been sent flying! "
After the middle-aged man shouted, he glanced at Yang Zhao, and a deep sense of fear flashed through his eyes.
Su Ying was stunned, and shouted in disbelief, "Him? If I wasn't careless and didn't use my Martial Spirit in time … "
"Enough!"
The middle-aged man scolded, "Don't say anymore!"
Su Ying was suppressed by the pressure, and immediately turned her head away. Her pretty face was full of anger, and she felt wronged, and anxiously stomped her feet.
The middle-aged man looked at Yang Qingxuan for a while, and then said, "Congratulations Qing Xuan for recovering your soul, and for reaching the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm. You are only one step away from the Qi Refining Seal, and condensing your Martial Spirit."
Yang Qingxuan was slightly surprised. He didn't know how the middle-aged man knew that his soul was incomplete. He responded with a calm smile, and the middle-aged man couldn't figure out what was going on.
Yang Zhao's face was full of joy, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger. He excitedly coughed a few times, and laughed, "Thanks to Prince Jin's good fortune."
Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled. The man in front of him was the famous Prince Jin Su Ze of Cangnan Country, and Su Ying was a relative of the royal family.
Su Ze said, "Old man, you are too serious. This is the agreement between us, and everything is as it should be. Qing Xuan being able to recover his soul is his own good fortune. "
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