Chapter 42: Beaten into a dead dog (one more)

It is ridiculous that Xia Cangliu has a clan.
So, when Nan Xia Mansion was the most depressed, and when he needed the most help, did Bei Xia Manu treat them as the same people?
Now that I was in trouble, I finally remembered that there was another Nan Xia Man of the same ancestry, and I asked them to sell all their property and keep Bei Xia Man.
What's more, Xia Cangliu also made a grand proposal that their father and son could live in the North Xiafu Palace, which was so enjoyable.
Is there anything more ridiculous than this?
When they did not owe a penny to the North Xiafu, they were treated as cheap mud by the North Xiafu, so that they went to the North Xiafu to worship, and they were all arranged in the corner.
If they really lost everything, wouldn’t they be treated like dogs under the fence of Beixiafu?
Xia Cangliu dare to speak up!
What kind of things are Xia Xun and Xia Qilin? He doesn't know?
Open your eyes and talk nonsense!
He is not as simple as eccentricity, but does not care about the life and death of Xia Yuan and his son!
As long as Xia Xun and Xia Qilin are good, it doesn't matter if Xia Yuan and Xia Qingchen are dead!
Therefore, Xia Qingchen finally couldn't help getting angry!
"Xia Qingchen, do you talk to grandpa like this?" Xia Qilin accused him of clapping the table.
Unexpectedly, Xia Qingchen glanced at him coldly: "Your father and son finally stop pretending to be dead? You want to use money, but you don't put one fart while sitting there, let this old thing press my father with so-called affection and clan! You are at ease to wait for the money!"
"You can't ask for help, and you and I want my father to help you? Idiots say dreams!"
To be honest, if they are willing to sincerely request, Xia Qingchen has a way to let Wuge put North Xiafu on horses.
After all, he is the No. 1 hero in this report.
To plead for Beixiafu, Wuge would not even satisfy this request?
It's a pity that they can't let go of their bodies, only know how to forcefully occupy.
Xia Qingchen have any reason to help them?
Let them die by themselves!
Snapped--
Xia Cang shuddered, chopping chopsticks heavily on the table, glaring at Xia Yuan: "Look at the good son you taught, what are you talking about!"
However, Ping Su respected him most and obeyed Xia Yuan most, but remained motionless.
After a while, he slowly said: "The meaning of light dust is what I mean. The second brother's own fault, he finds a way, I will not pay a penny!"
When he had finished speaking, he got up slowly.
"Not filial son!" Xia Cangliu stared at the old eyes, scolding: "I gave birth to you, and in the end, are you so filial to me?"
Xia Yuan calmly said: "You should be filial, but the second brother didn't give birth to me or raise me. I didn't let my family die, to help him!"
"Farewell!"
Xia Yuan gave Xia Jie a clenched fist.
"Xia Yuan! I have decided on this matter, and you can't refute it." Xia Cangliu sat down with a golden sword and his face was iron green.
Ok?
Xia Yuan heard the implication and narrowed his eyes: "What does father mean?"
Xia Qingchen also tasted something wrong.
However, neither Xia Cangliu, Xia Xun, Xia Qilin sat silently and did not answer.
In the end, Zhao Churan looked at Xia Yuan unbearably, and with a heart in his heart, he quietly wrote a word "home" in his palm to Xia Yuan.
Home?
Xia Yuan's pupil shrank and realized what: "You sent someone to my mansion?"
Since it has been guessed, Xia Cangliu no longer hides.
With a straight face, he said: "Yes! I have sent someone to take over your mansion! This is the internal affairs of our Xia family, and no one is in charge of the emperor."
what?
Xia Yuan couldn't believe his father would do this!
In other words, before they came to the banquet, Xia Cangliu had dispatched personnel to rush over.
Because he had expected, Xia Yuan and his son would not agree.
So I plan to forcibly sell his things!
"You old thing!" At this moment, even Xia Yuan couldn't help but scold.
All of them are his sons, Xia Xun is a baby, is Xia Yuan's life as cheap as mud?
"Why! How do you talk to your father?" Xia Xun took the case and forced Xia Yuan: "As an elder brother, you don't even understand Ding Dian's filial piety. Be careful that my brother teaches the elder brother to be a child!"
"Go!" Xia Yuan was furious.
Over the years, he has been despised by his second brother and has tried his best to endure.
But now, he no longer wants to endure.
Such a family, such a clan, all go to hell!
"Humph! There is no filial piety, let me teach you!" Xia Xun jumped out of the seat and slapped Xia Yuan.
He has always relied on cultivation to become advanced and oppressed Xia Yuan.
This is still the case today.
According to the past, Xia Yuan should temporarily avoid the limelight.
But this time, instead of avoiding it, Xia Yuan roared and took the initiative to attack.
"The first form of star picking, the star falls!" In an instant, Xia Yuan exploded into a powerful cultivation of the second vortex of the Dachen position.
On Xiuwei, it is only one level after Xia Xun Dachen.
But he exhibited the yellow-level high-grade martial arts given by Xia Qingchen, and was among the top of them.
It is displayed in one style, and in accordance with its cultivation behavior, the four vortexes of the Dachen position must retreat.
Not to mention Xia Xun?
His palm was broken by Xia Yuan on the spot.
what--
Xia Xun screamed like a pig, with eyes full of pain and extreme horror.
The sitting Xia Cangliu and Xia Jie were equally surprised!
Xia Yuan, he broke through the Dachen position, and arrived at Erxuan, and cultivated an unpredictable martial art?
However, Xia Yuan did not stop.
His eyes were almost crazy, venting his years of suppressed resentment.
"Second form of picking stars, silence!"
"The third type, silent!"
Three consecutive fingers, pointing at different parts of Xia Xun.
At every point, the bones shattered on the spot, making Xia Xun painful.
When the three fingers pointed out, Xia Xun was already lying on the ground, howling his face was distorted, where could there still be the old scenery?
Seeing this, Xia Qilin's eyes widened: "Dare you hurt my father!"
He broke out of Xiaochen's cultivation practice of Jiu Ming!
It turned out that after several months of training in Wuge, he finally broke through the Xiaochen position and became the veritable strongest in class A after the last training.
It's just that it's too late to show.
"Nine blossoms!" He resented Xia Yuan with resentment.
Humph!
Xia Qingchen's eyes lingered, and he rushed forward, striking Xia Qilin across the air.
Under desperation, Xia Qilin changed the target of the attack and pointed to Xia Qingchen.
The first-style power of the two is almost the same, and the internal strength of the two sides collide in the air.
"The scumbag of stealing my martial arts!" Xia Qilin growled, insisting that Xia Qingchen's martial arts came from him.
Xia Qingchen said coldly: "Stealing? I have already elaborated on this question. Now, I will explain it to you again!"
"Second style, the wind returns to the snow!" He stepped forward, and his inner strength came out with a whirl.
"The third type, the guests come from the sky!"
"The fourth style, Mei Luoren go!"
The four types are coherent, like flowing clouds and flowing water, tricks are exquisite, and Xia Qilin can only fight.
Then he was spitting blood in the final shock, smashed through the door of the box, and frightened the next box full of guests.
For a time.
Xia Cangliu, Xia Jie and Zhao Churan were shocked again.