Cultivator In Martial God World

Slowly moved to the door, seeing that Qian Shi was still not paying attention, he put a toy around his feet, pushed open the door bolt, and then opened the door a gap, sneaking Got out.

In the original Joyful Heart Garden, there was a servant maid, but at this time, it was the shift time. The only two maids were still waiting in the room and did not pay attention to him.

This is also the result of his deliberate management over the past five years.

From the very beginning, he has to play alone, and if someone is next to him, he will deliberately cry non-stop. This will go on forever, plus he plays alone and is very measured, nothing happened. He has never even fallen, so today, other people have become accustomed to him playing alone in the courtyard.

Out of Joyful Heart Garden, Yang Xuan ran away. At this moment, he was very anxious. Estimated time. At this time, the rebellion initiated by Yang Qingshi has already begun. If he doesn’t run faster, wait for father and Yang Qingshi hands over, then everything is too late.

Others have short calves. Although they are running hard, they are still too slow.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Young Master Xuan, why did you run out alone?"

Yang Xuan looked at it and turned out to be an old enemy ——Yang Jing.

At this time, Yang Jing was just an ordinary steward. Seeing Yang Xuan alone, it was very strange and she kept looking behind him.

Yang Xuan rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Yang Jing, my mother is okay, I want to find my dad quickly, and you can carry me to the family hall."

Yang There was a look of surprise on Jing's face. He didn't suspect that Yang Xuan was lying to him, because Yang Xuan's appearance was too confusing. A five-year-old child, can he understand what a deception is?

It stands to reason that there will be people running errands for these things, but at this time it was Yang Xuan who ran out in person. The combination of all the conditions made Yang Jing frightened.

Without a word, he lowered Yang Xuan on his back, pulled his feet away, and ran towards the family hall.

At this time, Yang Jing had only the three-tiered cultivation base for inner strength, but she was still extremely fast when she ran at full strength. After a short while, she had already arrived at the family hall.

Yang Xuan jumped off Yang Jing's back, and when he saw the situation in the hall, his heart sank.

Even Yang Jing was dumbfounded at this time, not sure what was going on in the hall.

At this time, the hall was extremely chaotic. Twenty or thirty people had already fought and formed a group, and there were shouts of shouts from time to time.

Yang Xuan stood by the door and saw Yang Qingtian at a glance.

At this time, Yang Qingtian was full of grief and anger, and looked bitterly at Yang Qingshi who was tossing about in the hall, his hand holding the sword was already white.

Yang Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yang Qingtian was ugly complexion, there was no injury on his body, so he probably hadn't shot yet.

"The dísciple listened to the order, and shot at the same time, to catch the rebellion." An old voice came out, not angry and pretentious, it was Yang Xuan's grandfather and Yang Qingtian's father Yang Potian.

Yang Xuan’s impression of this patriarch grandfather is extremely vague, because of his previous life, he recovered his memory at the age of five, and then the Yang Qingshi rebellion occurred. Not long after, Yang Potian gave up because of anger and attack. Ren Huan, then Yang Qingshan, which is Yang Xuan’s Second Uncle, succeeded to become patriarch.

"Yes!" The dísciple, including Yang Qingtian, who originally surrounded them, simultaneously pressed towards the field.

Yang Qingtian, full of resentment, rushed to the first one.

It's this time!

Yang Xuan's eyes widened. If he didn't make a change at this moment, Yang Qingtian would be seriously injured by Yang Qingshi and died.

Whether it is true or not, in short he wants to change everything.

Yang Qingtian has been pressed up. Among the family dísciple, he has the best relationship with Yang Qingshi. Seeing Yang Qingshi like this at this time, his heart is dripping blood.

Yang Qingshi had already seen him, a trace of helplessness and grief flashed in his eyes, but immediately afterwards, he was completely replaced by a resentment.

"Qingtian, do you want to stop me too?" Yang Qingshi shouted, his voice unspeakable grief and anger.

"Big brother, let's stop!" Yang Qingtian was very painful. If possible, he really didn't want to see the big brother like this.

"Hahaha, how to stop? Can't stop!" Yang Qingshi laughed in grief and indignation, a palm shot out, and a family guard had vomited blood and flew out.

Yang Qingtian didn't speak any more, his face showed extreme disappointment, and he had already greeted Yang Qingshi.

Yang Qingshi gave a sorrowful laugh, and slapped Yang Qingtian with a palm.

At this moment, an immature voice came from behind Yang Qingtian.

"Father!"

Yang Qingtian was shocked, and could not care about Yang Qingshi anymore, then suddenly turned back, and picked up Yang Xuan, who did not know when he came to the back of the crowd. , Jumped out of the circle of war.

Yang Qingshi retracted his palm when Yang Xuan shouted. If possible, he would never fight Yang Qingtian at all.

The voice of Yang Xuan also attracted the attention of others, and even the people who were fighting backed away.

For a while, Yang Xuan's voice turned out to be like a command, strangely stopping the battle.

In the middle of the hall, Yang Qingshi led seven or eight people, with injuries on his body and a tragic complexion.

"Xuan'er, how can you come here?" Yang Qingtian looked at Yang Xuan in his arms, surprised Astral Projection. At this moment, his back was full of cold sweat.

swords don't have eyes, Yang Xuan, a five-year-old child, unexpectedly appeared in the battle circle. As long as someone does not pay attention, and the sword is added, Yang Xuan will be killed instantly on the spot.

Yang Xuan sighed in secret. Fortunately, he came in time, and if he was too late, it would be too late to regret.

Yang Potian, who was sitting on the Imperial Tutor chair, glanced at Yang Xuan, but then moved his gaze to Yang Qingshi.

"Bluestone, is not obediently surrender!" Yang Potian's voice contains mourn for the unfortunate, anger for the cowardice.

Yang Qingshi looked up to the sky and laughed, with a stern voice: "I can't turn my head back."

Yang Potian's eyes appeared sorrowful, he said solemnly: "Qingtian, you will Xuan'er first Hold it back."

Yang Qingtian complied, with Yang Xuan here, he is absolutely impossible to join the war again.

He glanced at Yang Qingshi for the last time, then he hugged Yang Xuan and turned away.

After that day, Yang Qingtian became silent. It can be seen that Yang Qingshi's rebellion has dealt a huge blow to him.

Yang Qingshi finally left, but Yang Xuan was a little strange.

He saw the situation that day, and logically speaking, Yang Qingshi could not leave anyway, but in the end, he was broken through. There is no story in it, no one believes it. .

However, this is not his business, as long as Yang Qingtian can be saved, his goal will be achieved.

The days after that were extremely calm. It seemed that Yang Qingshi's rebellion had no effect on Yang Family.

Days passed, and in a blink of an eye, Yang Xuan was already six years old.

At the age of six, Yang Xuan was extremely impressed.

It was six years old. He met the fortune-teller, who was six years old. He was found to be born with a disability and unable to cultivation.

On this day, a person came to Joyful Heart Garden.

This person is wearing an azure robe and holding a white cloth banner with four characters written on it: iron mouth straight break.

Yang Xuan was taken out. When he saw this person, he already sighed slightly in his heart.

Yang Qingtian is not dead, many things have been changed, but at the same time, many things have not changed.

For example, the fortune-teller in front of him still arrived as scheduled.

"If one day this child gains power, the world will surely set off foul wind and bloody rain." The fortune-teller spoke lightly, eyes inadvertently passing over Yang Xuan's eyes, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his face. .

Yang Xuan frightened and scared.