I never thought I was such a cow

In fact, it wasn't just Yan Wushuang who couldn't accept it, but everyone else couldn't believe it either.

It's fine that Yan Qingtian is just an ignorant dude, if it's really like what he said, he killed his own son for the sake of being the head of the family, then it would be a bit of a beast.

Or... Yan Qingtian felt that he had a lot of sons, even if all three brothers and sisters of the Yan family were wiped out, his illegitimate children would still be a handful.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that, junior, I passed by here, and I heard such a new thing. Please don't take offense to the old Dragon King."

At this moment, a hearty laugh came into everyone's ears.

The person who came was full of confidence, his voice was loud, and his words revealed the terrifying and domineering posture that a superior should have.

"who!"

Yan Qingtian was the first to speak, and turned to look at the door. Even the two blood armored warriors didn't notice anyone approaching, which meant that the person coming was not weak, at least able to fight the two blood armored warriors.

Although Yan Samsara didn't speak, his gaze was also directed towards the door.

I saw that the man who stepped into the Yan family's threshold was very young, he looked to be in his early twenties, rather than being middle-aged, it would be more appropriate to describe him as "youth".

"Mr. Xia's visit, why didn't you tell me in advance, my Yan's family can also go to meet you." Yan's mother Zhao Qingwu said with a smile, not surprised at Xia Fuchen's appearance at all.

The old Dragon King didn't say a word, but he knew his identity from Zhao Qingwu's address to the visitor.

The leader of Jinling, Xia Fushen.

"Hehe, Ms. Zhao is being polite. Xia Mou came here uninvited, and please ask Ms. Zhao not to mind."

Xia Fuchen had a smile on his face, and nostalgia in his voice, "The last time we met was ten years ago in the Chaos Zone, right? Miss Zhao really hasn't changed at all, she is still so fresh and refined, like a person from the nine heavens descending into the mortal world. "

"You haven't changed at all. This flattery seems to be more pure and innocent."

Zhao Qingwu smiled back softly.

Which woman does not want to be praised as young and beautiful?

Zhao Qingwu is naturally not immune.

In fact, Zhao Qingwu is much older than Xia Fuchen. To put it bluntly, when Zhao Qingwu was able to solve the quadratic equation in one yuan, Xia Fuchen was still a cell...not even a cell.

The two were just exchanging simple greetings, but Yan Qingtian next to him seemed to be flirting, he was already jealous, and Zhao Qingwu was also his "wife", so of course he couldn't stand it, Suddenly, he said to Zhao Qingwu in a strange way: "I said, why do you refuse to follow me? It turns out that you already have a good friend. Yes, the wishful thinking is quite loud, and you are hooking up with the leader of Jinling while nibbling away. I am the Yan family in the capital, dripping water wears away the rocks over time, and you can take the capitals of the two cities of Kyoto and Jinling."

Zhao Qingwu was used to being slandered by Yan Qingtian, so she didn't care about his teasing and teasing, but Xia Fuchen didn't like him so much, she appeared in front of Yan Qingtian in a flash, and suddenly stretched out two index fingers At his Adam's apple, a little force can strangle him to death.

"I am a strict wife. If this word gets to my wife's ears, my life will definitely not be easy in the future, so please be more polite, brother, otherwise... I don't mind if you change now. into a dead body."

"Patriarch Xia wait a moment!" Yan Samsara said suddenly.

Xia Fuchen looked up at the old dragon king, frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you still want to protect such a beast, old dragon king?"

"Even if we have to deal with it, it should be done by people from my Yan family." The old Dragon King continued, "And... I think you must have seen Patriarch Xia. This son seems to be related to that bloody family. I don't want Xia The family got into trouble because of us."

Hearing Yan Samsara's words, Xia Fuchen's complexion improved a little, but the old Dragon King was still thinking of him.

It is true that the Blood Clothes Sect came from the Chaos Region, and to ordinary families, it is indeed a colossus that cannot be provoked, but Xia Fuchen is not afraid, why?
Because between the Xia family and the Bloody Clothes Sect, there has long been an unending situation.

From the moment the Blood Clothes Gate refined Shen Xueying into a blood slave, it was impossible to resolve the enmity between the two.

"Patriarch Xia, I probably guessed that you came this time for Lin Chiyang, but I'm sorry, although we continued to arrange people to search outside the city, we still found nothing." Zhao Qingwu said softly.

"You can let the matter of Chi Yang go for now." Xia Fuchen didn't seem in a hurry, his eyes fell on Yan Qingtian, and he asked: "Patriarch Yan, I want to ask you something."

"Ask your ancestors!"

Naturally, Yan Qingtian would not discuss things with Xia Fuchen in a pleasant manner, his face turned cold, and he gave the two blood armored warriors beside him a look.

In the next second, the two blood-armored warriors turned into afterimages, outflanking Xia Fuchen from left to right.

"Patriarch Xia, I will help you!"

At this time, the young nanny named "Xiao Min" also rushed over.

Xia Fuchen wanted to refuse, but after subconsciously turning his head to look, seeing the person's appearance, he immediately guessed his identity, and said with a smile: "It is Xia's honor to be able to fight side by side with the 'beast master'."

Xiao Min smiled slightly, and did not deny her identity. On the contrary, with a trace of dignity on her face, she said, "Patriarch Xia, be careful, and don't neglect. According to the information I have obtained, what secret method can the people of the Blood Clothes Sect use to forcibly improve in a short period of time?" own strength."

"Blood slave?"

Xia Fuchen squinted his eyes, but he was not afraid at all.

He knows the exact method to suppress blood slaves, there is nothing that a mouthful of real dragon energy can't solve. Although he doesn't have real dragon energy in his body, before Lin Chiyang left Jinling City in the past, he left the next step of "True Dragon Art" to Shen Xueying, Xia Fuchen also After learning one and a half moves, although the effect is not as good as that of Shen Xueying, it is not difficult to fight the blood slave for hundreds of rounds.

What Xia Fuchen didn't know was that those two were blood armored warriors, not simple blood slaves.

There are differences between the two. To put it simply, the blood armor warrior is an upgraded version of the blood slave.

It turns out that all the blood armored warriors are selected from the blood slaves. The Blood Clothes Sect uses blood energy to stimulate people to become blood slaves. Time is very brave.

And those who are weak-willed and easily lose their minds once their blood is aroused are blood slaves, such as the former Shen Xueying, this kind of blood slave has no use value, and is usually abandoned by the Blood Clothes Sect, or raised like livestock. When cannon fodder is useful, they are thrown out and sacrificed.

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Outside the city of Kyoto, in a narrow cave.

Lin Chiyang looked at the half roasted chicken left, with a gloomy expression on his face, and said to Bai Ruoxuan: "I don't know who said that fairies only drink dew, there are three whole roasted chickens, you just leave half of them to me? And it's still a chicken Shelf, there is not much meat left."

Bai Ruoxuan rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Hey, you have to have common sense even if you don't have knowledge, okay? Although I am a fairy, I am also a fox at the same time. Foxes eat chickens. Don't you know this kind of common sense? ?”

Lin Chiyang was speechless, so he could only sit down with a bitter face, and just about to slam his mouth at the chicken, his expression froze suddenly.

Bai Ruoxuan beside her was also suddenly silent.

The two looked at each other, then looked in the same direction.

That direction is the Yan family.