Vol 2 Chapter 1303: Boring

"Relax, with your qualifications, there must be one place left to practice in the world's emperor's tomb." Ruya middle-aged self-channel: "Training there for one day is worth the outside world for ten days, and you don't have to care about a few days."
Looking at the three realms of the earth, only one emperor in modern times has reached the level of the moon.
Apart from that, there is no one else!
The high qualifications of youth can be imagined one or two.
If he could not stay in the emperor mound, no one could.
"Also, let's see my cousin who shouldn't be born in this world." The eyes of the youth were full of undisguised contempt and hatred.
Several hours passed.
In the south of the city, flying in the snow, Xia Yuan was still waiting silently.
"Father, it's dark, let's go." Xia Qingchen said quietly.
The calm on his face is to cover up the inner peace.
Uncle and cousin are walking, two days before and after enough time for them to come over.
But, they stunned their father to wait for a whole day!
If there is a situation where you cannot come, you should notify the summons in advance, but they did not.
"Light dust, I know, you think I behaved too humblely." Xia Yuan soberly said: "I know more, they are putting on a shelf, deliberately neglecting me."
"But, as long as it can be exchanged to meet your mother again, what about me being humble?" Xia Yuan understood everything. Because of this, he had to endure more.
Today is the first time we meet with the Huang family after 20 years. If we can not establish friendly communication, I would like to see Huang Yanran will make it more difficult.
Xia Qingchen heard the words and moved, and his dissatisfaction was suppressed in his heart.
His father waited too long a day, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he could not destroy the father and the Huang family meeting again.
"I hope you will give me enough." Xia Qingchen murmured.
He can temporarily endure their disrespect, but his patience is limited.
"Xiahou, a luxurious beast car arrived five miles away." A scout suddenly came to report.
Xia Qingchen put down his arms around his chest and said lightly: "It's finally here."
He stood there, silently waiting for a cup of tea, and in his sight, a luxurious carriage pulled by three powerful monsters came slowly.
Three monsters resembling unicorns, burning with flames, melted all the snowflakes along the way.
The powerful monster breath is even more shocking.
The honor guards who were responsible for welcoming, watching the rare mid-month monsters and beasts they had never seen before, all frightened and forgot to play.
Until Xia Yuan's excited voice: "Play music!"
He himself squeezed out a passionate smile, quickly wiped off the snow on his arm, hurried to the veterinary car, ready to greet the Huang family's father and son to get off.
Unexpectedly, before approaching the veterinary car, a unicorn looked sideways, and the scarlet pupil exuded a cold ambition.
His nostrils snorted, and a blaze of flames spewed out, forcing Xia Yuan to retreat staggered, and fell into the snow at once.
More than that, Qilin raised his paws and shot fiercely towards Xia Yuan who had fallen to the ground.
"Stop it." There was a lingering stop in the carriage.
In this way, Qilin only withdrew his paws, which made Xia Yuan avoid the disaster.
The curtains lifted, and the negative hand walked down the elegant middle-aged and youth.
Ruya's middle-aged, non-straight-eyed step came to Xia Yuan's side and said, "You servant is too presumptuous, how can the Huang family's demon pet come near?"
The young man glanced at Xia Yuan at will, and returned his gaze expressionlessly, whispering softly in his mouth: "Sbilly!"
Hearing the words, Xia Yuan fell to the ground, suddenly feeling selfless.
Servant, he?
Climbing up from the ground, he dusted the snow off Shan's body and forced his smile to arch: "Brother Long, it's gone for 20 years."
The middle-aged man in front of him was Xia Yuan's uncle, Huang Conglong.
An extremely talented person who was talented when he was young.
At that time, Xia Yuan could only look at it, humble as dust.
This is still true after twenty years.
Instead of closing the gap between them, time has grown.
"Are you?" Huang Conglong's eyes fell to the embarrassed Xia Yuan, his eyes showing a trace of confusion, after carefully identifying for a long while, he recognized: "Are you... Xia Yuan?"
"How did you become so old?" Huang Conglong asked carelessly.
The young man behind Huang Conglong also looked at Xia Yuan in surprise: "Dad, this is Xia Yuan you said? Who thought the slave was raised just now?"
He said in a small voice: "How did Auntie like this kind of person?"
The dialogue between the father and the son made Xia Yuan complacent.
Seeing each other again in twenty years, he did not take a look at them, but he was even more embarrassed than he was then.
"Xia Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time." Huang Conglong didn't reprimand his son for being rude, and he didn't even want to do it.
The smile Xia Yuan tried to maintain was somewhat stiff, and he laughed at himself: "For many years, Brother Cong Long laughed."
Huang Conglong looked at Xia Yuan from top to bottom, and in a gesture of overlooking, disappointed evaluation: "In the past two decades, except for getting old, there has been no change."
At that time, Xia Yuan was humble and self-confident in his eyes. Nowadays, he is still so humble that he is too dirty to speak.
"Haha." Facing Huang Conglong's irony, Xia Yuan could only smile with a stiff smile: "Yes."
Huang Conglong's eyes crossed him and fell to Xia Qingchen.
Among the eyes raised, only Xia Qingchen was extraordinary in temperament, and the person he wanted was the one he wanted.
He squinted across Xia Yuan and came to Xia Qingchen a hundred feet away: "Are you Xia Qingchen?"
While he looked at Xia Qingchen, the young man was also looking at him with discerning eyes, seeing that he was neither humble nor overbearing, and completely different from his humble father, saying, "When you see the elders, don't you know how to call someone first?"
Xia Qingchen never looked at him at all, but just calmly stared at Huang Conglong: "Come in, the wind banquet is ready."
For Xia Yuan, he can be angry, but never expect him to have a good attitude!
"What tone?" The youth frowned unpleasantly: "Did Xia Yuan usually teach you how to treat people?"
Anyway, he is Xia Yuan’s junior, and it’s not his turn to blame his uncle.
But Huang Conglong only looked aside, not much, because he felt his son was qualified to reprimand Xia Yuan.
Xia Qingchen only glanced coldly at him: "You either go in or stay, don't waste my time."
Spending more time with the father and son is a huge waste of their time.
"Drink!" The young man was a little funny: "What merit has he made in the mortal world, what do he consider himself to be? Frog at the bottom of the well! Do you know what status my Huang family is?"
To be honest, Xia Qingchen really didn't know.
He only knows that the Huang family is very powerful, at least comparable to the Yu family, or higher.
"Your achievement is in my Huang's eyes, it's not even fart, so please put away your boring arrogance." The youth sneered undisguisedly.
Xia Qingchen frowned slowly.
Proud, is it the father and son who stepped on his and Xia Yuan's faces as soon as he came?
I'm just too lazy to treat them to nothing, so I am blamed for boring arrogance?