Chapter 13: Xiaojia

"Xiao Ba, get up, I'm no longer a young lady in the Xiao family, you don't have to do such a big gift! Thank you for your help today on this matter!"
The aunt smiled faintly, her face was calm. Ba Ye stubbornly refused to get up, looking at his aunt with heartfelt eyes, and said: "In Xiao Ba's heart, Xiao Qingyi will always be my young lady. Without Young Master Qingdi, there would be no Xiao Ba today!"
When the master scar over there heard what his aunt had said, he suddenly realized. After Xiao Lang's incident was passed to Yanyu Villa, the Eighth Master was unmoved and made clear that he would not offend Situ's family because of a Xiao Lang.
However, just an hour ago, someone gave the guards of the villa a quick token, and sent a message asking Ba Ye to rescue Xiao Lang. As soon as Ba Ye looked at the token, his eyes opened round, and he led him to this place at the fastest speed, otherwise Xiao Lang was afraid that he would be dead!
I am no longer the young lady of the Xiao family?
Master Scar thought of the blood-red Xiao character on the primitive token, and his heart tightened.
Xiao family?
Which Xiao family?
Could it be that Miss Xiao family who can make Ba Ye such a powerful person kneel down... the Xiao family from the four super families of the War Dynasty?
However, Aunt and Ba Ye obviously didn’t want him to know too much. Auntie glanced at Scar Master, Ba Ye immediately turned his face to the side, and said in a deep voice,
Little Scar, first take Xiao Lang back to the villa and heal him well. He has the slightest problem, you can judge yourself!"
When Master Scar felt cold, he immediately rushed down the mountain holding Xiao Lang, but his aunt suddenly said, "Knife, you also follow. When Lang'er's wound is cleaned and bandaged, take him back!"
The knife turned silently and followed Master Scar. The Eighth Master stood up and asked with some doubts: "Miss, the young Master is too badly injured. It would be better to recuperate in my place. It is more tempting to take care of..."
"It's okay, his life is very hard, he has resisted more serious injuries than this, this is nothing!"
The aunt said indifferently, she seemed to be talking about an insignificant person.
Eighth Master thought of Xiao Lang's scarred body, sighed slightly, was silent for a moment, and asked incomprehensibly: "Miss, why are you doing this? Why don't you return to the family all these years? And young lady, your legs... alas, You should go back to the family immediately, the family will definitely help you heal!"
Ba Ye is not too clear about what happened back then. Although his surname is Xiao, he is not a descendant of the Xiao family, and is not a core child. He only knew that the Xiao family had undergone great changes that year, the old patriarch was trapped in Longhushan, the young patriarch Xiao Qingdi and his wife died, and the young lady Xiao Qingyi and his newly born son disappeared!
If it weren't for the iron-blooded order of the Xiao family today, or Xiao Qingyi's appearance, the Eighth Master wouldn't know that the boy he admired very much was the son of Emperor Xiao Qing, the young master left behind by the Xiao family!
The aunt waved her hand and said softly: "Don't ask about this, remember! Our whereabouts cannot be passed back to the Xiao family, and you should not pass on the identity of Lang'er! You have to trouble you to calm down the affairs of the Situ family. When Lang'er is healed, we will leave Medicine King City! See you later if you are lucky!"
After speaking, my aunt controlled the wheelchair to go down the mountain. The mountain road was rugged, but the wheelchair on which my aunt sat was on the ground, and it was driving smoothly.
The Eighth Master watched Xiao Qingyi's departure with the wine jar, his brows furrowed, and his eyes kept flashing. After a long time, he sighed deeply and murmured doubtfully: "What happened back then? The old lady is still trapped in the dragon. Hushan, Young Master Qingdi died in battle, Miss Tsing Yi took Young Master Lang on a long journey, and still refuses to go back?"
Ba Ye didn't understand, nor was he qualified to understand, he didn't dare to disobey Xiao Qingyi's wishes. Although he felt that Xiao Lang's so talented not to return to Xiao's house was too wasteful, and it was easy to die. For example, in today's situation, if it wasn't for him who happened to be the hidden power of the Xiao family, who could save him?
How many geniuses rise like the sun? How many flashes like comets?
Eighth Master walked down the mountain in a melancholy manner, and the purple cloak fluttered in the night breeze, extremely pulling the wind!
...
This night,
Blood was flying on the Dutou Ridge outside Yaowang City.
Accompanied by a terrifying battle, a poor boy named Xiao Lang.
The name of the king of dynamic medicine.
The first son of Yaowang City was almost abolished, but the Situ family dispatched half of the martial artists, but the owner of the Yanyu Villa was all taken down. How many years hasn't such an explosive event happened?
Countless people suspected the relationship between Xiao Lang and the Eighth Master. Countless people wondered how furious Situ Xiaoxiong, the number one powerhouse in Medicine King City, would be after returning? Countless people marveled at the powerful strength of the Eighth Master, and countless people were shocked by Xiao Lang's aptitude against the sky.
Seventeen-year-old junior fighter!
How many years did such a genius emerge from the huge war dynasty? If Xiao Lang did not die, he would have a great chance of awakening his soul at the age of eighteen. Even the lowest level of human-level soul, his future achievements would be limitless!
The countless poor family martial artists in the martial arts school sighed. They did not expect that such a peerless genius was hidden beside them, and some people secretly sighed Bu Xiaoman's eyesight. No wonder the Bu Jia lady who is above the top will favor him...
Bu Xiaoman didn't sigh too much, but was extremely annoyed. He was directly imprisoned by his father and was not allowed to go out!
At the same time, an angry voice came from a courtyard of the Liu family: "Aunt Liu, you let me out, let me out, I want to see my brother, I want to see my father!"
An old silver-haired woman outside the door shook her head helplessly, and said softly, "Ya'er, don't call, this order was given by your old patriarch and the head of the house. You should stay at home honestly!"
"Why shut me down? What did I do wrong? What happened?" Madame Ya's suspicious voice came from inside. In the past, even if she did something wrong, her father and brother would yell at her at most, never before. !
"Ya'er, don't you understand?"
The silver-haired old woman sighed and said: "Ba Ye did too much this time. When Patriarch Situ comes back, she will definitely be furious. We, the Bu family Situ family of the Liu family, although the three big families fight secretly in secret, but once the encounter is strong His foreign enemies will immediately unite. The previous Eighth Ye may not have threatened the three major families, but after tonight, the Eighth Ye will become the enemy of the three families who most want to eliminate them. Yaowang City...does not need a fourth powerful force!"
Madam Ya was silent, Xiao Lang would not necessarily take refuge in Ba Ye, but today Ba Ye’s style, Xiao Lang has been labelled Yanyu Mountain Villa in everyone’s eyes. No wonder his father and brother, who have always ignored her, will give orders at the same time. Confine her!
At this critical moment, the Liu family needs to make a statement. If Madam Ya continues to be entangled with Xiao Lang, the Situ family will be misunderstood. The same Bu Xiaoman was obviously locked up for this reason.
Three families join forces!
Madam Ya slid down weakly along the wall of the room. She knew exactly how powerful the hidden strength of the three major families was. If the three major families really joined forces this time, the eighth master would definitely die, and the little man would not end up. It will be wonderful...
Xiao Lang's situation is indeed not wonderful!
I have to say that his physique is terribly strong. His body was pierced by a profound weapon, and he shed so much blood. He persisted for so long without being unconscious. Finally, he fainted under the roar of the Eighth Master’s Spiritual Combat Skill, and just recuperated. Woke up overnight.
Although he was awake, Xiao Lang still felt pain and dizziness all over, but over the years, he has become accustomed to injuries!
The knife didn't go to practice, and sat stupidly next to him. Seeing him awake, he grinned and cried out affectionately: "Brother!"
Xiao Lang glanced around and found that he was actually in his own small courtyard in Qingniu Town, and asked very suspiciously: "Why are you still here? The Eighth Master sent me back?"
"Hey, I came back from holding you in Misty Rain Villa!" Xiaodao smiled, but didn't explain too much. Obviously his aunt told him, he scratched his head and said, "Brother, take a rest first, and wait for your health to recover. , The aunt said we will leave Yaowang City immediately!"
"Leave after healed?"
Xiao Lang was astonished. Aunt and Xiaodao didn't escape yesterday, so it was very abnormal. Are you still waiting for your injury in Qingniu Town?
Wouldn't the Situ family rush in and cut the three of them?
His eyes flickered, and he immediately figured out the key to the matter, and asked for verification: "Eight Master is so powerful? Can he hold Situ's house?"
Xiaodao thought for a while, and said, "Well, my aunt said that Baye is the number one power in Medicine King City, and he can destroy the Situ family by himself. Aunt also said that he had dealt with Baye before, and he was still a little friendly. So brother, you can heal your wounds at ease, the Situ family dare not come to the door!"
"So fierce?"
Xiao Lang was secretly startled, thinking of the phantom of the mad lion roaring up to the sky behind the Eighth Master on Duotou Ridge. His heart was surging. I wonder if he can become a Soul Warrior and possess Soul Fighting skills?
The Soul Warrior is the highest pursuit in the hearts of all warriors in the mainland.
As long as you become a soul warrior, your training speed can be much faster than ordinary warriors. No matter if you go to a big family or join the army, you can be reused. From then on, you will rise to the sky.
Shaking his head, Xiao Lang told himself not to think so much, he would be eighteen years old in more than two months. Four months later will be the Soul and Soul Festival. Whether you can become Soul Warrior or not, that day will naturally be announced!
He silently closed his eyes, and while running his profound energy to repair his injuries, he sorted out what happened yesterday. Half an hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes and said firmly, "I won't go! To leave is to leave after the Western Conference!"
Since the Eighth Master is capable of suppressing the Situ family, and now that he can safely stay in Qingniu Town, the entire Medicine King City can be said to be safe!
The Martial Arts Competition is about to begin, and the Ten Western City League is only a few days away, and it is not too late to get Feng Lingdan immediately! Feng Ling Dan is hard to find, and no one knows the name of the King of Wooden Ding Medicine and Laoguo. It’s not that Feixue Wuyuan has been in the Western Ten City League for several consecutive years. He would not be willing to take out a Feng Ling Dan. !
After this village, there is no such shop!
Three years ago, in the Mountains of Death, I encountered a powerful profound beast. In order to save him, my aunt suffered severe injuries and paralyzed both legs. Three years ago, Xiao Lang vowed to do everything possible to heal her legs. At this moment, there is still a chance to get Feng Ling Dan. How can he give up?
"No way!"
Before the knife spoke, a gentle but extremely determined voice sounded outside the door, and the aunt shook her wheelchair in.
"The Eighth Master can't suppress Situ's house? Or the Eighth Master won't suppress it?" Xiao Lang looked at his aunt, his eyes burning.
The aunt shook her head and said: "That's not true. The Eighth Master owed me a favor. As long as the Eighth Master does not die, we will not be in danger. If you want to kill the Eighth Master, the Situ family does not have this strength!"
Xiao Lang asked again, "Is that the enemy's doorstep?"
The aunt said, "No. Anyway, you heard that Auntie is right. You don't need a Feng Ling Dan. I said before that this Feng Ling Dan might not cure my legs..."
Xiao Lang pondered, and then looked at his aunt with firm eyes, and said firmly: "No matter whether it can be cured or not, I want to try it. Aunt, if...I must persist?"
Aunt was shocked, and Xiaodao was a little surprised. From childhood to life, Xiao Lang and Xiaodao listened very much to what his aunt said. As long as the aunt said that she was right, the two would never insist. This is the first time today.
The aunt was not angry, but smiled, somewhat relieved.
After a moment of silence, he said with a smile: "My family Lang'er has finally grown up, okay! Now that you insist, aunt will rely on you! Take good care of your injuries, the martial arts college will go to the martial arts college that day. After the league, you must leave immediately. !"
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[Author's digression]: ps: Today is the birthday of the "noisy" brothers of the Yanyu Villa group. Happy birthday to him!