Chapter 35: parting

"These people are really annoying, they are following me every day." With a curled mouth, Qing Yuan glanced out of the window, then he smiled, turned and sat on the chair, shaking his fat body.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that the person I saved was the second prince of the Qingyang Empire." Sitting on the chair, he glanced at Qing Yuan, and Yang Tian smiled.
"Second prince?" Qing Yuan was taken aback after hearing this, and then suddenly sneered: "Oh, brother Yang, what's the use of power? I would rather not have this power and be a free and easy person, how nice it is to be happy. ."
"Haha, the power that everyone envy, isn't it worth mentioning in Brother Qing's eyesight? If you are free and can't protect your own things, how can you talk about Xiaoyao?" Looking at Qing Yuan's loss, Yang Tian's eyes suddenly came out. A sadness.
Perhaps in Qingyuan's eyes, Yang Tian was considered free and comfortable, but he didn't know how much Yang Tian was carrying, and what he came from these years, hatred has been whipping him.
"Hey, you may not understand the situation inside the empire. To be honest, the Qingyang Empire is tyrannical in the entire Eastern Continent, but what is it for me."
After drinking a cup of tea, Qing Yuan's eyes flashed a bit of bitterness, and he slowly said: "I am just an ordinary person now. If it were not for Brother Yang, you almost lost your life last time. Even a woman can't be protected. What's the use? What's the use..."
"It's really weird. As the second prince of the Qingyang Empire, he turned out to be an ordinary person." Touching his nose, Yang Tian shook his head slightly, thinking in his heart that the Qingyang Empire has a solid foundation, that is, a pig has a huge accumulation of foundations. Can you cultivate a realm too, right?
Qingyuan seemed to see Yang Tian's doubts, Yang Tian saved his life, enough to put his heart on Yang Tian.
Qing Yuan suddenly smiled: "Actually, my talent for training since I was young is pretty good. I started practicing at the age of eight, martial arts at eleven, and Tongxuan at fifteen." Qingyuan suddenly stopped what followed and looked at Yang Tian. , With a hint of complacency.
"Tongxuan at the age of fifteen is indeed a wicked evildoer." With a rolling throat, Yang Tian's heart was filled with horror. Since childhood, he had seen the most talented Yang Ba, Tongxuan at the age of 17, but he and Qingyuan It's almost a bit.
"Brother, if you are still alive now, your cultivation should be able to break through to the realm of the King of War." With his head on his back, Yang Tian has infinite expectations for the next walk on the mainland. The vast world of cultivation, for his age. It is indeed attractive, and the baptism of blood and fire can forge the path to the strongest.
"After that." Seeing Qing Yuan's smug look, Yang Tian twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh Qing Yuan's mentality.
"After." Qing Yuan stood up slowly, did not know where to take out a bottle of hip flask, took a few sips of the cow, his face instantly flushed, and he said bitterly: "I have a high talent for cultivation, and my strength is not low. When I was six years old, my father approved me to travel."
After a pause, there was a touch of sweetness in Qing Yuan's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "I met a woman during my travels. I fell in love with her deeply, and she liked me too. His name is Xiaoqing, a nice name. "
Having said this, Qing Yuan's fat face turned grimly, and a trace of monstrous hatred kept flashing in his eyes.
"But, she is the daughter of the Demon Lord of the Western Continent!" The clenched fist "cracked" and exploded.
"Transformation monster..." Mian Mian's somewhat dry lips, breaking through the sixth-order spirit beast, can transform into the seventh-order monster beast, such big monsters are people with terrifying power, and they often have wars with the human race.
"Tell me." Walking quickly to the house, Qing Yuan Niu drank a drink, and roared: "What's wrong with us? What's wrong with us?"
Looking at Qing Yuan's madness, his face was red, and he obviously drank a lot.
"Uh...that's right, it's really weird." The demon race is not compatible with the human race. Although large-scale wars have not occurred, small frictions continue to occur. The human race and the demon race are undoubtedly not the power of one party, but the demon master's Is the daughter very human? Even the peerless strong have to weigh.
"In spite of the obstacles of the demon lord, Xiao Qing and I ran out secretly, and got a cave." Looking up, Qing Yuan suddenly laughed, laughing comfortably, like a lunatic.
"I'm so courageous. I abducted the demon lord's daughter and made it to the bridal chamber." Seeing Qing Yuan laughing wildly, Yang Tian couldn't help rolling his eyes.
At this time, Qingyuan suddenly sat down and said, "Until the demon master found us and destroyed my anger, I became a useless person."
Qing Yuan patted the table suddenly, his face flushed, his eyes turned anger, and angrily said, "But this old clapper actually imprisoned Xiaoqing. I haven't seen him for so many years. He actually took his daughter Get imprisoned! Brother Yang, do you think he is a human? No, he is a beast!"
The hatred in Qing Yuan's eyes became more and more intense, and a heavenly favored child suddenly became a waste. Such punishment is indeed not an ordinary small. Although the Qingyang Empire is tyrannical, it is not enough to face the demon master.
Qing Yuan is like a peak, growling like a madman, with hatred in his eyes.
"Brother Qing, the Qingyang Empire has a strong foundation, can you not find the treasure to restore the Qihai?" Yang Tian was puzzled, and then suddenly remembered that the Qingyang Continent offered a reward for repairing the Qihai.
"Brother Yang, you are not kidding me. The rare and precious treasures that restore the sea of ​​Qi are too difficult to find. Most of them have disappeared. Now even if you have money, you can't get it. Besides, my father is also looking for it. What a pity. "Paralyzed on the chair, Qing Yuan's face flushed, he was pouring his drink one by one, his legs and feet trembled, and his eyes were full of bitterness.
"I used to be extremely talented in the empire, but now..." He shook his fists and sneered: "The princes used to look up to me, but now they humiliate me one by one and call me behind them. Only the big brother treats me sincerely."
Tears flooded down his face, Qing Yuan's eyes were full of anger, full of anger, but with a trace of subtle attachment, which was hidden deeply.
"Is it trash? I have been doing trash for seven years. This kind of crime is uncomfortable. What I face every day is ridicule and insult." Yang Tian suddenly stood up, and suddenly felt a sense of hatred of seeing Qingyuan.
Yang Tian looked back and looked at Qing Yuan screaming and falling asleep. He suddenly let out a laugh. What he didn't expect was that after only a while, Qing Yuan fell drunk to the ground. It seems that he has been holding back a lot of suffering over the years. But Yang Tian was the object of his complaint.
"Fortunately for you kid, this fire dragon fruit is regarded as yesterday's favor. From now on, we will not owe each other. Whether you can heal your anger depends on your good fortune."
Yang Tian put down a jade box, and the reluctance in his eyes was extinguished. Although the fire dragon fruit is precious, it is better to have a relationship. He has offended the Huanggu Li family now, and his adoptive father needs some people to take care of it.
"Qing Yuan was drunk and slept in it." Yang Tiandan smiled and blinked at the guard who came up.
"Sleep, what time is this?" He shook his head, the black leader's gaze fell on Yang Tian's disappearing back, he couldn't help sighing, and looked back at the closed door, with a trace of regret in his eyes.
"The second prince who used to be in the Eastern Continent is not afraid of the sky and the earth, and now he is..."
In the hall.
Lin Yuan dispelled the crowd and looked at Yang Tian's thoughtful Yang Tian. Lin Yuan patted him on the shoulder and smiled lightly: "Xiaotian, no matter what you do, your foster father will support you. I am an old man. I’m not afraid of death."
Yang Tian's body suddenly stiffened, looking at the smiling old man in front of him, he suddenly knelt down.
咚咚咚!
Three knocks!
Upon seeing this, Lin Yuan did not stop him because he could afford it!
Yang Tian pressed down the sourness of his nose, raised his head and stared at Lin Yuan in front of him, and smiled: "Foster father, Xiaotian will be back, waiting for the baby!"
Watching Yang Tian's leaving back silently, Lin Yuan's face suddenly burst with pride, because he firmly believed that Kuangyun City could not hold this figure.
He suddenly had a hunch that Yang Tian's trip would surely stir up the Eastern Continent.
Only by experiencing the baptism of blood and fire can the young eagle grow strong and powerful wings, soar in the air and soar above the nine heavens!