Chu Yang

Chapter 31

"I heard that you have established a clan in Shengzhou, Megatron?"

Ling Xiao's tone was joking, as if he was not surprised by everything in front of him.

Just a domestic slave with a foreign surname, he can decide his life or death with a single thought.

Moreover, this Huang Hong is still the lowest servant of the Ling family, several ranks behind Yin Lao.

Of course, everyone can understand bragging, and Ling Xiao is not angry.

But the problem is, Huang Hong's bragging has caught him off guard.

So he will be punished.

"Ancestors?"

At this moment, Huang Qi was in a daze.

It never occurred to him that the ancestor who was unattainable in his eyes and enjoyed the incense of the world would kneel down in front of a young man! !

Everyone looked at the calm-faced Mr. Ling Xiao, and for a moment didn't know whether to kneel or stand.

After all, everyone who breaks the arrogance and power is kneeling, doesn't it seem that they are not very respectful standing up?

"thump!"

"thump!"

One after another, many powerful arrogance fell to their knees on the ground, not daring to show their atmosphere.

"Since you are here, you can solve it yourself."

Ling Xiao stood up and walked straight past Huang Hong.

"I don't want anyone to know about my time in Beihuang."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiao never looked at Huang Qi again, and walked out of Zuixian Tower directly holding Ye Qingchan's hand.

He believed that Huang Hong should know what to do.

Not to mention a Northern Wilderness family, even in Shengzhou, if someone dares to offend Mr. Ling Xiao, there is only one fate.

Genocide!

But Ye Sheng and Feng Jiaoer followed Ling Xiao and Ling Xiao proudly, enjoying the worship of the audience.

"ancestors"

When Ling Xiao and the others walked away, Huang Qi looked at Huang Hong who was gradually standing up in front of him with some fear.

For some reason, at this time, he actually felt a trace of twilight in his ancestor.

"Self-inflicted evil, can't live, Phoenix Clan, destroyed by your hands"

Huang Hong closed his eyes with a sad look on his face, then rolled up Huang Qi and disappeared into the void.

"My lord, is that arrogance-breaking power just now really a servant of your family?"

On the streets of Qingfeng City, Ling Xiao led Ye Qingchan and wandered aimlessly.

Here, he could sense a hint of real fireworks.

Ordinary people don't know him at all, and ordinary monks have never seen his real face even if they have heard his name.

It's just that Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiaoer are really beautiful, so they attract the eyes of most people on the roadside.

"Well, most of the people who step into the Holy State from the four wastelands will become the slaves of the ancient clan's big clan, which is already a blessing for them."

Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, his eyes were gentle, completely different from the cold-blooded and ruthless just now.

"good fortune?"

Ye Qingchan was taken aback, how could it be good fortune to be a slave to others?

"That's right, but those who step into the holy state from the four wastelands are like beasts in the mountains and forests. Whoever hunts them will belong to them. Many of them have become Dannu, sword slaves of the mighty, and even been refined into Puppet, you will lose your freedom for life, do you think it is a kind of good fortune to become a slave of a foreign surname?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly.

He wasn't trying to scare Ye Qingchan with alarmist words.

In fact, the darkness of Shengzhou is far more cruel than his few words.

In a world where the strong are respected, the weak, not to mention their dignity, even their lives do not belong to them.

There are many strong people in Shengzhou, and there are many races, and there are many hatreds among them.

Therefore, even those who are extremely powerful have to look at the almanac when they go out, so as to avoid being accidentally plotted by others, and it is common for them to fall.

"Ah? So the Holy State is so scary?"

Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiaoer were stunned, obviously a little nervous.

"What do you think, and a beautiful girl like you is often targeted by some old monsters, and if captured, she will become a cauldron. Not only that, but some psychopaths will make girls into specimens, and then hiss, really It's too perverted."

Ling Xiao shuddered all over, and Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiaoer turned pale with fright.

"Young master, you will protect me, right?"

Ye Qingchan quickly hugged Ling Xiao's arm, the softness of her chest made the latter smile unconsciously.

"Of course, in Shengzhou, there is no one that my Ling family can't protect. As long as you are obedient, no one can hurt you."

"Thank you son, son is the best."

Ye Qingchan put her face on Ling Xiao contentedly.

"My lord, what about me?"

Feng Jiaoer hesitated for a long time before she dared to ask.

"You? Let's talk about it later."

Ling Xiao shook his head calmly.

To him, Feng Jiao'er was really of little value.

The reason why he didn't refuse that day was because she had 50 luck points.

Ling Xiao was just a little curious, where did a woman with mediocre qualifications like her get such luck.

Now that Ling Xiao knows, it must be related to Ye Fan.

However, Ling Xiao didn't intend to drive her away now, because she is useful now.

"Ok?"

Just as the four of them walked along the street towards the center of the ancient city.

In the crowd in the distance, there was a sudden familiar fluctuation that made Ling Xiao stunned.

It was a figure covered in a black cloak, leaving only two eyes exposed, and the aura of the peak of the ethereal spirit was extremely surging around him.

It seems that one foot has stepped into the realm of awakening the mind.

"This outfit is interesting."

Ling Xiao couldn't help laughing, just from this attire, he felt that Ye Fan really had something to tell.

He carefully concealed his identity, he must be doing something shady.

"What is the method?"

Ling Xiao raised his foot and followed in the direction Ye Fan left.

"What did the young man say?"

"Ah? It's nothing. I went out today and saw colorful clouds in the sky. Maybe something good will happen later."

Holding Ye Qingchan's jade hand, Ling Xiao followed Ye Fan all the way to a remote market in the north of Qingcheng.

It's just that what is sold here are not supernatural objects, but all kinds of strange spirit treasures and elixir.

Knew it!

This kind of market is the place where the Son of Destiny should come.

Ling Xiao was suddenly a little excited. If this Ye Fan was the son of destiny he was looking for, then all that was left was to wait for him to go out and hunt for treasures for him.

"Young master, why did you come to such a place?"

Ye Qingchan's eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she looked at the vendors who set up stalls around her with some puzzlement.

This kind of place, to put it mildly, is a place for monks to shop for treasures.

To put it bluntly, it's just a scam.

And with Ling Xiao's status, he can give away the inherited artifacts to others at will, so why would he fall in love with these rags?

Of course, Ling Xiao didn't do it for treasure hunting.

He just wanted to see if Ye Fan could gain something here!

Soon, Ye Fan's figure stopped in front of a booth.

And the owner of that stall is an old man with a white beard and sloppy clothes.

Seeing Ye Fan, the old man had a look of disdain on his face, and he lay on the chair without moving.

That's the attitude!

This booth must produce strange treasures!

(End of this chapter)