Logically speaking, this kind of thing was impossible for Yang Xuan. However, the problem was that he simply wanted to experience the feeling of shopping, so he temporarily shut off his Spiritual Force.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Yang Xuan immediately apologized.
After apologizing, he looked up and saw that the person opposite him was a woman from the Heiyun people. She was holding a little boy who looked about four or five years old.
Although the little boy was small, his eyes were very fierce. He stared fiercely at Yang Xuan and looked as if he would pounce on him at any time.
The woman was fine. She smiled faintly and said that it was fine. Then, she pulled the little boy away.
Before leaving, the little boy did not forget to warn him with his eyes. His feigned fierceness made Yang Xuan not know whether to laugh or cry.
This was considered a small interlude, so Yang Xuan did not take it to heart. Instead, he continued his shopping with great interest.
However, after taking a few steps, he saw the mother and son again.
However, it seemed that the mother and son's situation was not very good.
In front of a shop, the mother and son were surrounded by seven or eight fierce-looking strong men.
The woman looked flustered, while the little boy was as fierce as ever. However, his fierceness was a joke in the eyes of these strong men, who were obviously not easy to deal with.
Inadvertently, a few words drifted into Yang Xuan's ears.
"Found her."
"I want her alive. Capture her first."
These words drifted over without any head or tail. Nobody knew what was going on.
It seemed like watching a show was an instinctive characteristic of living things. After a few words, the surroundings were already surrounded by people. They were pointing and whispering, but nobody came to help.
Perhaps the Heiyun people were cold-blooded by nature, or perhaps they did not want to cause trouble, but some people even retreated further away from the strong men.
As he spoke, a burly man stepped forward and grabbed the woman.
The woman's reaction was not strange. Her face was full of horror and she kept retreating.
However, the child's actions instantly caused Yang Xuan's eyes to narrow.
The child suddenly took a step forward, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind. His legs were arched, and then he kicked, opened his hips, twisted his waist, and finally, his right fist shot out like lightning.
Originally, this was just the most ordinary of jabs. There was nothing strange about it.
However, it was the movement of his left hand that really caught Yang Xuan's attention.
After he punched out with his right fist, his left hand suddenly turned into a palm. His palm flipped over, suddenly moving up and down. Like a butterfly flitting through flowers, he struck out towards the big man's lower abdomen.
Puff!
The burly man was caught off guard and was hit in the stomach by the little boy.
However, the little boy was still young and did not have much strength. Even if he hit him, it would be useless.
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes.
If he remembered correctly, this move should be the Cloud Pressing Style of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall's entry-level martial arts of the Martial God Star's martial arts sect.
Among the Heiyun people who had crossed hundreds of millions of galaxies, there was only one possibility for them to see the martial arts of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall of the Martial God Star. This mother and son were related to Di Lingxiao.
Yang Xuan's eyes showed a smile. What a coincidence. He did not expect to meet Di Lingxiao's family here while shopping.
The burly man was hit by the little boy. Although he did not feel the slightest pain, he was still embarrassed. He was furious and kicked towards the little boy's abdomen.
"No!!!" The woman was shocked and rushed forward to block the little boy.
However, she was only a commoner. Even if the burly man was not powerful, he was still much stronger than her. How could she stop him?
Just as the foot was about to hit the little boy, a stone flew out of nowhere and hit the burly man's ankle.
Crack!
Half of the man's ankle was twisted at a strange angle.
The burly man screamed and was sent flying. He fell to the ground and could not get up for a long time.
"Who? Who is it? "
The crowd was in an uproar. The rest of the burly men were shocked. They looked around, trying to find the attacker.
However, the crowd had already hidden far away. There was no way they could find the attacker.
"Who is it? Come out if you have the guts. "A burly man shouted," Who dares to interfere with our Sacrificial Warriors? Are you tired of waiting? "
Hearing the words' Sacrificial Gladiator ', the onlookers were all shocked and retreated further away.
Sacrificial Warriors?
Yang Xuan was slightly stunned. His gaze fell on the corners of the burly men's clothes.
There was a small symbol engraved there.
He had seen this symbol in the underground arena before.
Yang Xuan's eyes showed a cold smile.
These people could not be the Scorpion's men, could they?
He knew his own situation. That day, he used Di Lingxiao's body to attack. He was merciful. Although he did not kill the Scorpion, he destroyed most of his bodily functions. It would be very troublesome for him to recover. It might take a long time.
However, he did not expect that he would leave behind a disaster.
The Scorpion's men secretly attacked Di Lingxiao's family. If he had not met them today, he did not know what would have happened.
Thinking of this, Yang Xuan also felt a little strange. Logically speaking, as long as Di Lingxiao was alive, no one should take revenge on his family.
But now, someone had actually made a move in the middle of the street. This matter was really strange.
Seeing that no one answered, the burly men mustered their courage and shouted a few more times. However, no one answered.
Perhaps they had forgotten the pain after the scar healed. Someone grabbed at the mother and son again.
Whoosh whoosh!
Another two pebbles flew out, piercing two big holes in the wrists of the brawny man who had attacked. Blood gushed out from the holes.
The intense pain caused the burly man to faint before he could even scream.
How could these burly men not understand that there was an expert secretly protecting them? They did not even dare to say a word. They carried the injured man and ran away like stray dogs.
Seeing that there was no more drama to watch, the crowd gradually dispersed after a while.
The woman pulled the little boy and patted her chest. She looked like she had just recovered from the shock. She bowed to the air and said, "Thank you, thank you."
After thanking them, no one came out to meet them. The woman did not dare to stay any longer. She pulled the little boy and hurriedly left.
The more Yang Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was strange. He simply stopped walking and secretly followed the mother and son.
After passing through two or three streets and taking public transportation, the mother and son finally stopped in front of a medium-sized courtyard on the outskirts of the city.
When they arrived, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief. She took out her key and opened the door.
Yang Xuan had already used his Divine Sense to explore the courtyard before she came in. However, he did not find any trace of Di Lingxiao.
Could it be that his guess was wrong? This mother and son were not related to Di Lingxiao?
He thought to himself.
But then, he saw a painting in the main hall. It made him certain that his guess was not wrong. This was Di Lingxiao's home.
On the wall in front of the room, there was a painting. In the painting, a majestic man sat high up.
There were incense and candles burning under the painting. It seemed that the offerings had never stopped.
Yang Xuan recognized this painting. The man in the painting was the founder of the Lingxiao Palace. He had seen him in the Lingxiao Palace when he was on the War God Star.
The woman entered the house and locked the door. Only then did she catch her breath and calm her panicked heart.
"Mommy, why isn't Daddy back yet?" The little boy pulled on the corner of his mother's clothes and asked.
Yang Xuan deliberately sized him up a few times.
He did not notice it before, but now that he looked carefully, he found that the little boy had the blood of both the Human Race and the Black Cloud Race. He was quite similar to Di Lingxiao.
"Good boy, Daddy's going to work. He'll be back soon." The woman comforted.
Just as she finished speaking, a loud commotion suddenly came from the door.
Yang Xuan's eyes flashed coldly.
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