Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"I said, your father saw it in the spirit of heaven. I'm afraid he'll be angry with you!" Yang Shi's face was ferocious. He squeezed this sentence out of his teeth, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

As soon as the voice fell, the courtyard suddenly became strangely quiet.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and all the aura on his body was mobilized at this time. The light on the immortal sword was strong, and a strange and obscure breath came out of it.

He moved.

Yang Xuan's figure flashed, and the whole person instantly arrived in front of Yang Shi. There was no sign or fancy moves. Changsheng sword cut off with a great momentum.

His speed was too fast. When Yang Shi reacted, the immortal sword had reached his head, and the wisps of aura overflowed from it and turned into bursts of pressure and swept towards him.

Yang Shi was surprised and angry. It was too late to avoid at this time. He had to quickly cross the long sword above and hold his hands under the sword to make a hard connection.

"Boom!"

A slight aura wave came out from the place where they met and spread around. Yang Shi suddenly ejected a mouthful of blood from his mouth. The whole person flew out like a broken kite and hit several teenagers who came together. Caught off guard, these people were hit and fell down.

Yang Xuan's face was indifferent, holding the immortal sword alone and looking forward.

Those people fell down, just revealing Yu Qingcheng's figure at the door, and their eyes met.

Yu Qingcheng's face was a little surprised. Mei Mou looked at Yang Xuan and Yang Shi lying on the ground. She smiled and revealed two small dimples. She was thoughtful in her heart.

"Yang Xuan!"

At this time, several teenagers who fell to the ground struggled to stand up. Two of them drove Yang Shi hard. It was obvious that he couldn't even stand stably.

"Yang Xuan, you dare to hurt the people. We'll go back and report it to the patriarch!" Several people roared fiercely. Seeing that Yang Shidu was defeated, they were shocked and wanted to bite back.

However, as soon as this voice fell, before Yang Xuan could speak, Yu Qingcheng walked slowly.

"I don't have the ability to beat others. Now I want to default when I lose? I'm watching." She spoke to the teenagers with a slight disdain. She looks down on people who want to plant the blame if they can't use force like this.

As soon as these words came out, several teenagers were stunned and turned around. When they saw that it was Yu Qingcheng, they immediately swallowed the words they wanted to refute. Yu Qingcheng's father has a good relationship with the head of the Yang family. She is also a disciple of Xu Xiang. They can't afford it. What's more, it's still their fault.

They all shrunk their necks bitterly and didn't dare to talk back. After taking a hard look at Yang Xuan, they drove Yang Shi to leave here in embarrassment.

"Hum, these bullies don't dare to speak here."

Yu Qingcheng looked at the figure of those people leaving in disgust. After mocking, he turned around and looked at Yang Xuan, who was still calm and indifferent, with a touch of curiosity on his face.

"Alas, why didn't you say anything? They bullied you so much."

"It's just a competition."

Yang Xuan shook his head and said something gently. Then he looked at Yu Qingcheng in front of him.

The lilac gauze long clothes fluttered gently, and the exquisite body was clearly visible. The slender thighs stood straight, the hands were negative behind, and the face was a little playful, very cute.

Yang Xuan's face appeared a touch of purplish red, and thought of Yu Qingcheng sleeping in his bed at that time. However, his reaction was very fast, and the whole person immediately turned around and walked to the side of the house.

Several pots of green plants were placed disorderly, some of them fell to the ground, and clay tiles were scattered everywhere. He bent down, leaned the immortal sword against the wall and took care of it slowly. The ferocity of the sword had long disappeared. At this time, he was like the most ordinary boy, even more peaceful.

There were a lot of broken porcelain pieces. He was also very patient. He cleaned them one by one and stacked them aside.

"Alas!"

Yu Qingcheng stood in the middle of the yard, looked at Yang Xuan who was sorting out porcelain chips, glanced at the corners of his mouth, and immediately ran over. "You are so much better than those people. Why don't you teach them a lesson."

"That's really just a competition."

Yang Xuan's face was serious, and Yi Zhengyan replied. When Yu Qingcheng saw him like this, he couldn't help laughing, but she soon stopped him. Looking at Yang Xuan's serious side face, she suddenly moved in her heart, pulled up the gauze at the hem and squatted down.

"You are so nice. Why didn't you teach Bai Xu a lesson that day."

"They're right. It's more appropriate for the family game."

Yang Xuan's tone was still very serious, and he didn't know whether it was nervousness or habit. Yu Qingcheng gave him a serious look, blinked twice, and continued, "what if you can't meet him? Besides, in the family game, you can beat her at most, and you can't vent your anger for others at all."

"Besides, you may not meet it yet, hem."

"What about that?"

Yang Xuan's head was finally raised, and the last piece of porcelain in his hand was put aside by him. Before that, he really didn't think about these problems. He was not good at thinking about these things after staying in the small yard for a long time.

Yu Qingcheng's mouth showed a smile, as if he had won some great victory. He looked around. Then he leaned together, put one hand in Yang Xuan's ear and said something gently.

A faint fragrance came from the girl, and a wisp of soft hair fell with the wind and crossed Yang Xuan's cheek.

Feeling the warm breath and the soft voice in his ear, Yang Xuan couldn't help blushing again. Fortunately, Yu Qingcheng was still talking about his "plan" and didn't pay attention.

"Well, that's it. How about it?"

Yu Qingcheng said, shaking his head naturally. His soft long hair brought a breeze back to his shoulder, leaving a touch of lingering fragrance.

"Ah! Good!"

Yang Xuan was stunned and nodded immediately. However, as soon as he nodded his head, he regretted that he didn't pay much attention before, but he didn't listen carefully. He was about to ask again, but Yu Qingcheng jumped out of the yard, leaving only a slender figure.

"What should I do?"

Yang Xuan's eyebrows frowned, a little distressed.

"I was a little distracted just now. I only heard the words" do it secretly... "He was stunned and thought for a long time. Finally, he bit his teeth, looked at the immortal sword on the side, took it and walked out of the yard.