bye, grandpa

Chapter 56 55. Rank [-] warrior, but mediocre!

When everyone was distracted, the second giant spear also fell, and the target was Yang Xuan!
Everyone's attention was instantly focused on Yang Xuan.

"That martial beast probably has practiced for thousands of years, so it's not surprising that it can defeat my ultimate move, but this young man, who is only eighteen or nineteen years old, is absolutely incapable of defeating my Cloud Piercing Spear!"

Zhao Rulong swallowed his saliva, still holding a trace of luck in his heart.

But in reality, he slapped him hard again!

The giant spear is extremely domineering and powerful, crushing down with a violent air current, it seems to destroy all the creatures below!

But when the giant spear was about to fall, Yang Xuan stretched out an index finger, and the tip of the spear stopped at his fingertips, and the ferocious charge stopped abruptly!

what!
one finger!
He actually withstood the giant spear with only one finger!
Zhao Rulong was in a mess in the wind, and his basic thinking ability had also been lost. His whole body was like a stone sculpture, completely petrified in place!

Although the giant spear is formed by condensing true qi, it has already turned into a real substance. At least tens of thousands of tons of weight, even a fifth-rank warrior cannot lift it with physical strength!
"Could it be that he is a sixth-rank warrior? A master of breaking the mortal mirror!"

Zhao Rulong was almost scared to death by the thought that popped up in his heart!
The sixth rank breaks through the mortal realm and can go against the sky, he is absolutely no match!

Ignoring the shocked crowd, Yang Xuan flicked his fingers, and the giant spear let out a trembling sound, then suddenly shattered, turning into a wisp of "green smoke" and disappearing into the air.

"Fifth-rank martial artist, but mediocre!"

Yang Xuan's face was indifferent, without any fluctuations.

In the eyes of ordinary people, fifth-rank warriors are already top-notch powerhouses, but in his eyes, they are no different from ordinary people.

"Where are you sacred!?"

Zhao Rulong woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, he took several steps back in fear, and finally sat on the ground weakly, listlessly, like a deflated ball.

In Jiangdong City, Zhao Rulong was at least one of the top ranked martial arts experts, but Yang Xuan easily cracked his attack with all his strength...

How could he not be surprised, how could he not be afraid?
He is starting to doubt his life a little bit now!
When did such an extraordinary character appear in Jiangdong City?

Yang Xuan ignored him, and opened the box, which contained two fist-sized glass bottles. He took one out of them, then closed the box, and handed it to Lin Junyin.

"Mark my words!"

"The things I gave you are not allowed to be given to anyone without my permission!"

After leaving a word, Yang Xuan left gracefully, leaving Lin Junyin and the others in a daze.

"Junyin, do you know this person?"

Li Yunlong was the first to come to his senses, and quickly started to inquire.

"I don't know him...wait a minute..."

Suddenly, an immature and virginal face appeared in Lin Junyin's mind, looking at the direction where Yang Xuan was leaving, she remembered the person she had an agreement with.

"What did he give me?"

"Could it be him!"

Zhao Yue asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Impossible, it cannot be him, he is dead..."

Lin Junyin murmured to herself, holding the box in her arms like a treasure, and left in despair.

Yes, he is dead.

I was still fantasizing that he would abide by the agreement between us and come to see me.

How could a dead person appear in this world?

Looking at the rough box in her arms, the scene of playing with that little boy in childhood emerged from Lin Junyin's mind.

Scenes, all the pictures and things, seem to have happened yesterday, and they are still vivid in my mind!

When the love was strong, Lin Junyin suddenly burst into tears.

"Why did you just leave like this? Can't you wait for me for a few more years? You used to protect me, but now I have the ability to protect you, but you are no longer here!"

Brother Xiaochuan, it would be great if you were still alive.

Junyin misses you so much!

……

After leaving the pagoda community, Yang Xuan came to the nearby Wisteria Flower Park, found an empty seat at random, and sat down on a long bench.

He took out the glass bottle from his arms and contained a handkerchief inside.

Yang Xuan pulled out the cork, and poured out the handkerchief folded into an egg roll shape from the bottle.

"Master Patriarch, is this the treasure you mentioned?"

Er Mao was stunned, all expectations vanished.

It dug the hole for a long time, and was so tired that it was almost panting like a dog. In the end, Yang Xuan's so-called treasure turned out to be an ordinary handkerchief!

It's my birthday, and I'm going to be pitted by Yang Xuan!
Want to cry, uncomfortable!
Putting the bottle on the bench, Yang Xuan opened the handkerchief, and on the inner side, there was a bunch of small characters written on it.

"I hope Brother Xiaochuan is in good health, gets better soon, and stays by my side forever."

This is the wish Lin Junyin made back then!
After all, I was still young at that time, and it was not easy to write a few words. Although the handwriting was clumsy and ugly, it was full of warmth.

Yang Xuan smiled knowingly, lost in memory.

Ermao stared at the handkerchief in Yang Xuan's hand, wishing he could chew the handkerchief into pieces, a piece of rag, and make it happy for nothing!
But Ermao just thought about it, and finally didn't do it.

Not to mention biting the handkerchief, it didn't doubt at all, even just touching it, Yang Xuan could chop off its dog's paw!

Yang Xuan traveled far and wide, reminiscing about the past, while Er Mao quietly waited by his side.

"Let's go, pick up Xiaoxiao after school."

When Yang Xuan came back to his senses, it was almost the end of school time, so he simply went to the school to take Qin Xiaoxiao home with him.

After putting away the handkerchief and glass bottle, I left the Wisteria Flower Park.

"Master Patriarch, is that girl at noon your friend?" Er Mao asked out of curiosity.

Yang Xuan nodded: "It's my childhood playmate."

"I see you, it seems that you attach great importance to her, but she doesn't seem to recognize you, why don't you recognize her?"

"Ha ha."

Yang Xuan smiled faintly, and didn't mean to explain. Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Er Mao didn't dare to ask more questions.

Jintang High School is not far from Wisteria Flower Park, and Yang Xuan's footsteps are already fast, and he arrived at the school gate in a short while.

"Hey, that girl seems familiar..."

"I remembered, last time we met her on the street!"

The person Er Mao was talking about was naturally Han Siyu. Yang Xuan had seen her early in the morning, but he was too lazy to take a second look.

Obviously, Han Siyu came to pick up Susu from school again today.

The Fang Jie who threatened to beat Yang Xuan last time also came with him today, like a follower, wherever Han Siyu went, he followed.

Yang Xuan didn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation. He didn't like Han Siyu, but he didn't have any prejudices. He just thought Han Siyu and Fang Jie were annoying!
Han Siyu also saw Yang Xuan, her face beamed with joy, and subconsciously wanted to walk over, but when she thought of Yang Xuan's cold attitude, she took back her steps.

　Thank you DEVIL, Nian Jun for your reward
　　
　
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