Yu Huan

Chapter 3

More than a month ago, Liyang.

Xue Yang lay in ambush here for many days, sneaked into Chang Ci'an's room under the cover of night and raised his hand to restrain him.He wasn't in a hurry to do anything right now, he sat on the table with one foot on the stool and looked around leisurely.

As a family of cultivating immortals, the Chang family also has some money. Chang Ci'an is very elegant, and the decoration of the whole room is elegant and quiet, but if you look carefully, you will find that the decorations in the room are all top-grade, and you don't have enough financial resources to achieve the current effect. .

Xue Yang snorted disdainfully, secretly thinking that this old man really likes to show off and is afraid that others will say that he is vulgar, so he made such an elegant gesture, which is actually arty.An out-and-out hypocrite.

Thinking of this, he didn't wait any longer, picked up the tea cups and fruit plates placed on the table and threw them on the bed one after another, the more he smashed the more fun he felt, and he laughed while clutching his stomach.

Chang Ci'an was startled awake, got up from the bed, drew out his sword, pointed at Xue Yang, and asked sharply who it was.

With a smile hanging on his face, Xue Yang jumped off the table and grabbed his sleeve to save him, and said with a grin, "You, Mr. Xue!"

Seeing him being so frivolous and rude, Chang Ci'an just regarded him as a little thief, didn't ask any more questions, and went up with his sword.But it's a pity that although he is from a family of immortals, his cultivation base is not high. After all these years of cultivation, he is not enough to beat Xue Yang.Xue Yang stepped on his back, pressing against Chang Ci'an's cheek, the cold edge of the sword made people dare not act rashly.

"I thought I'd be happy now."

Xue Yang curled his lips, feeling bored because he got it so easily.He exerted force on his feet and was satisfied to hear a scream, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he raised his sword and pierced the shoulder blade of the person under his feet, and stabbed several times in other parts, but none of them were fatal.He looked coldly at Chang Ci'an struggling and howling on the ground, still not satisfied, he squatted down in front of him, held his hand and cut off the little finger of his left hand without hesitation, only then did he have a little smile on his face.

"I, what enmity do I have with you! You, you thief want to do this, this..." Chang Ci'an was in so much pain that he couldn't even finish his sentence.Unexpectedly, Xue Yang laughed even more when he heard this.

"Master Chang is so noble and forgetful." He said in a sweet voice, and cut off another finger without mercy, "What's the grudge? You owe me a plate of dim sum, a finger, and a Fair. Do you know it hurts now? Back then, I was in a hundred times more pain than this, now you should have a good taste of it."

Again and again, all ten fingers were chopped off.After that, Xue Yangyou thought it wasn't enough, and cut off his tongue again, and looked at him with the tip of the sword, laughing happily, but his eyes were cold.

"What should I do, Master Chang, I haven't played enough, why don't I go out and slaughter your whole family now?"

He stood up and yelled hard, kicked Chang Ci'an away, breaking the restraint and walking into the courtyard.The cool night breeze gently brushed over the young man's brows and eyes, blowing the burning hatred within.

Xue Yang put his hand on the brocade pouch at his waist, and a gloomy coolness crept up his fingers.He has always liked the coldness, but for some reason today, he just feels his stomach is very dry.The yin energy seemed to activate a hidden organ in the body, and the sudden heat made people's legs weak and unable to stand.

He has been in the market for many years and stayed in Jin's house for a long time, how could he not know what is going on now.

Xue Yang took a few deep breaths, thinking that something was wrong in his heart, and he split up at this critical moment.

He couldn't help being a little annoyed, and wanted to hold on to revenge, but he had to stop to catch his breath after walking a few steps.

Forget it, abnormally Ci'an is dead, can the Chang family escape?

Thinking of this, Xue Yang didn't plan to stay any longer, gritted his teeth, channeled his spiritual power, jumped up to the roof, and walked towards the direction he came from with his sword.He has been hiding in a ruined temple these days, and the current situation will not allow him to return to Lanling no matter what, so he has to survive the division in that temple before making any plans.

But after a while, he arrived in the temple, Xue Yang couldn't support his body after raising his hand and dropping the restraint, and fell on the bed made of hay, and was tortured by the reaction when he differentiated.The raging fire scorched the outside of the body, but the inside was as frighteningly cold as if it had been frozen in ice for a thousand years.The two completely different feelings were too vivid, mixing them together made him confused and delirious, and when he tilted his head, he actually passed out.

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