Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

Yang Xuan directly ignored Jiang Ziyi's dissatisfied eyes.

"Fourth brother, why don't you take Dage to visit your Zhan clan?"

Jiang Ziyi completely ignored the existence of Yang Xuan, and went straight to Jiang Congwen.

"Father, are you really alright?"

"If your father has something to do, he can still stand here and talk to you, so hurry up and take your Dage to our clan land."

Jiang Congwen said to Jiang Ziyi who was checking him back and forth.

"Father, he is just a stranger to us, even if he saves you, there is no need for us to take him to the clan land."

Jiang Ziyi looked at this not-wanting-faced guy, ashamed to be with him.

"Yang Xiaoyou, can I ask you a question?"

"Uncle, please tell me!"

"Did you come from the depths of the poisonous fog?"

Jiang Ziyi didn't care about it at first, but when he heard Jiang Congwen's question, he stared at Yang Xuan with burning eyes.

Yang Xuan saw Jiang Ziyi's expression and Jiang Congwen's serious expression after asking the question. After a pause, Yang Xuan still replied: "That's right, I came from the depths of the poisonous fog. I don't know why uncle would do this." ask?"

Yang Xuan was very puzzled in his heart, why did he ask the depths of the poisonous fog, not the other side of the poisonous fog?

Have they never been outside?

Yang Xuan's words completely confirmed Jiang Congwen's thoughts in his heart.

He was watching Yang Xuan coming from the depths of the poisonous fog. Of course, this was not the most important reason. The most important reason was that Yang Xuan shuttled back and forth in the poisonous fog like a normal person, leaving the poisonous fog as nothing.

What made him want to bring Yang Xuan into the clan was because of the blood poison pill that Yang Xuan gave him.

Let him walk freely in the poisonous fog as if nothing happened.

This is definitely a big surprise for their clansmen.

Their lives have been here for dozens of Ten Thousand Years, and everything around them has been clearly explored by them.

Only this piece of poisonous fog is their death restricted zone, and no one knows what's inside.

The patriarchs one after another, who have explored one after another, all fell here in the poisonous mist, gone forever.

"You...you can really travel through the poisonous fog?"

Jiang Ziyi's excited voice became trembling, his eyes sparkled, and he stared at Yang Xuan for a moment, not wanting to let go of every change in his face.

"Fourth brother, what are you?"

Yang Xuan looked at this excited guy inexplicably.

Boom!

"Dage, you are my dear Dage, and I will be your fourth younger brother from now on. If you need anything, just tell me."

With a sound of "boom", Jiang Ziyi's three-foot-high body knelt directly in front of Yang Xuan, and a deep pit was formed on the ground.

What kind of pride, what kind of backbone of the Zhan clan, go to hell with him.

Yang Xuan saw tears falling from the corners of the opponent's eyes, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Fourth brother, if you have something to say, what's the point of kneeling? Come on, get up."

Yang Xuan stepped forward to pull up Jiang Ziyi who was kneeling on the ground, but before Yang Xuan stepped forward,

Jiang Ziyi cried: "Dage, please save our Zhan clan."

Boom!

Yang Xuan was about to speak, when suddenly Jiang Congwen next to him also knelt down.

"The 2,398th patriarch of the Zhan Clan, Jiang Congwen of the Zhan Clan, please save our Zhan Clan."

Yang Xuan stared at the two of them with wide eyes, could he talk about something first.

"Let me tell you two, if you do this again, then I really don't want to save you."

Yang Xuan doesn't like this way of "forcing the palace".

To save or not to save is not that you can make him feel sympathetic by kneeling or crying.

If there is such a thing, even if there is a system, Yang Xuan probably died countless times.

Jiang Congwen saw a hint of impatience on Yang Xuan's face, and pulled Jiang Ziyi to stand up.

"We have no other intentions. It's just that my little friend showed us the hope of rebirth. It's not surprising if we are in a hurry."

"Dage, why don't you follow us to the clan land first, and we will talk about the cause and effect in detail later."

Jiang Ziyi looked enthusiastic.

"What? I'm not a stranger now? Can I take it to the clan land casually?"

Yang Xuan looked at Jiang Ziyi with a half-smile.

"Dage was reckless just now, please forgive me."

Jiang Ziyi scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Let's go, lead the way!"

 …

When Jiang Congwen and his son brought Yang Xuan to the habitat of the Zhan clan, what Yang Xuan saw were ten-foot-high wooden houses, stone houses, and caves on the mountains.

There are martial arts training grounds and animal farms tens of thousands of feet away, and there are also multi-storey pavilions towering like clouds.

Look up at Lingquan Waterfall, and down at the bridge and flowing water.

"The patriarch is back!"

I don't know who shouted, and suddenly, countless Zhan clan members rushed out of the caves, wooden houses, and pavilions everywhere.

Within a few breaths, a group of people appeared in front of Yang Xuan and the others.

"Patriarch, you are back."

"Patriarch, you are still so young, you should let us old men go."

"Patriarch, you've come back. A person like you who knows how to govern shouldn't go."

"Patriarch, you are really impulsive this time."

 …

A group of old men with white beard and hair immediately chattered around Jiang Congwen.

Even a stranger next to him with lightning all over his body didn't pay attention.

I don't know if it's too safe here, and I no longer have that sense of crisis.

Shouldn't he be wary of strangers who appear suddenly like him?

Yang Xuan was directly squeezed out of the periphery, and simply looked at this group of tall and thick guys with great interest.

It can be seen that this Jiang Congwen is loved by everyone in the clan.

Looking at it, the corners of Yang Xuan's mouth curled up.

If there is no mistake, these guys should want to escape from this cage.

Just right, take what you need.

What's more, there is Jiang Ziyi, the son of fortune.

These people chattered around Jiang Congwen for half an hour, and finally it was Jiang Congwen's turn to speak.

Yang Xuan was in the distance, and he could clearly see the fine beads of sweat on Jiang Congwen's forehead.

I couldn't help but want to laugh in my heart, this is what countless "Tang monks" are whispering in my ears.

"Everyone, let me introduce someone to you."

While everyone was talking, Jiang Congwen quickly changed the subject and came to Yang Xuan.

"This time I was able to survive the black mist taboo, all because of the help of this little friend."

Following Jiang Congwen's words, it was only at this time that everyone noticed Yang Xuan who was crackling with lightning all over his body.

"Why does he always have lightning on his body?"

"Yeah, that's weird."

"I can feel that he is not our war clan, although he is about the same size as me."

 …

The clansmen behind started whispering because of Yang Xuan's Thunderbolt combat body.