"This..." Qin Shaoyang wanted to say something, but the man sneered before. Just as he was about to say something, Qin Shaoyang reached out to stop him and said to Xiao Chen: "That's right. When we came, we met some people who were similar to the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect. And when we were in Canglan City, we heard many people say that the young master of the Zuoqiu family was killed by Brother Xiao? The way to die is the method of the Corpse Refining Sect."

"Haha!" Xiao Chen raised his head and smiled. It seemed that the Zuoqiu family was spreading news that was not good for him everywhere, and said coldly: "It's ridiculous!"

Murong Xian'er's face turned red with anger and said angrily: "It was clearly that bad guy who came to kill us, but he was killed by another bad guy! What he did depend on my brother Xiao Chen!"

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and signaled that she didn't need to say much, saying, "Xiao has a clear conscience in doing things. Whether you believe it or not, the matter is definitely not what Zuoqiu family said."

He now gave up Su Xiaomei and roughly said the incident happened in the past few days. Everyone was so focused that they nodded, and some shook their heads. Some people still didn't believe him because of preconceived reasons. Liu Feiyan said: "Hmph! Since that's the case, why didn't you refuse that day? How long did you have to wait for me?"

Xiao Chen glanced at her indifferently and said, "What? If you ask Xiao to play with you for these children, will Xiao have to play with you?"

"You!" Liu Feiyanzheng said with a sound and wanted to draw out the sword. She has been accustomed to being arrogant since she was a child. Most of the disciples of Xianyong Sect give in to her on weekdays, and have never met Xiao Chen who opposes her again and again. She is obviously very angry.

Some disciples who usually like to please Liu Feiyan could not stand it and said, "Xiao Chen! Don't rely on your skills to be so arrogant and arrogant!"

Xiao Chen smiled coldly: "Whether you are arrogant or arrogant, Xiao has said all his words, so he will say goodbye!" After that, he led Murong Xian'er and walked forward.

"Brother Xiao, stay."

"What? Brother Qin wants to stop him?"

Qin Shaoyang took a few steps forward and said, "Brother Xiao, don't misunderstand me. I wonder if Brother Xiao is going to Canglan City?"

“That’s right.”

Of course, Qin Shaoyang knew that he wanted to save the friend he had just mentioned, and said, "Forgive Qin, I'm sorry that the Zuoqiu family is now searching for Brother Xiao, but I'm afraid that this is very dangerous, so I ask Brother Xiao to put himself first. My master does not want anything to happen to Brother Xiao."

At this time, several disciples with good relationship with Qin Shaoyang also stood up and said, "Yes, they have already set up a net of heaven and earth to lead you over. If you go, wouldn't you just fall into the net of yourself? At that time, I'm afraid it's really hard to fly."

Xiao Chen smiled coldly: "What a wing that cannot fly!" But he was thinking in his heart, he was afraid that as they said, the Zuoqiu family had already set up a net of heaven and earth, and was waiting for himself to fall into the net of himself. But so much effort was probably not just about avenging Zuoqiuze.

I hate that my cultivation is too low now and that the ghost immortal is grateful to me, so it is impossible for me to save me. If I still have the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm back then, there are ten Zuoqiu families, so what's wrong?

When he thought of this, his finger bones were pinching. Murong Xian'er pulled his sleeve and said timidly: "Brother Xiao Chen, why don't you forget it, the old uncle will definitely not be in trouble..."

Xiao Chen glanced at her and said angrily: "Xian'er, what are you talking about? I almost lost all my skills at the beginning, and it was all thanks to senior Ghost Immortal to save him later. He was in trouble at this moment, so how could I sit still and ignore it!"

"But... But Xian'er doesn't want to lose Brother Xiao Chen again..." She said this and looked at Qin Shaoyang: "Brother Shaoyang, please help me persuade Brother Xiao Chen. He must not be able to beat so many bad people alone."

Qin Shaoyang said: "Yes, even if you don't think about yourself, wouldn't you consider this sister Murong? I heard from my junior brother that you fought Ling Jingshan in Xianyong City that day, and she was so anxious that she cried."

"Xian'er..." Xiao Chen looked at her and felt sad when she saw her tears, but when she thought of the ruthlessness of the Zuoqiu family, the ghost immortal was still suffering, was he going to escape?

When everyone saw his brother and sister's affectionate appearance, they couldn't help but sigh. Seeing that Xiao Chen valued love and friendship, how could he be the demonic demon mentioned in the Zuoqiu family?

One person stood up and said, "Hmph! Isn't it just the Zuoqiu family? Could it be that they are gods and they can catch people as soon as they want to catch them? At worst, I'll go there too!"

Another man said again: "Then I'll go too! I don't believe that our Xianyong Sect can't compete with him as a small aristocratic family!"

Then a few more people stood up, and Qin Shaoyang brushed his sleeves: "Get out all! Don't talk nonsense!"

It’s not that Xianyong Sect refuses to stand out for Xiao Chen, but that this involves too much. One thing is that it causes a dispute between the two factions. These two factions are not ordinary people. I’m afraid that when they call their friends, the peace that the Zi Mansion, which has finally been able to achieve in recent years, will be broken again.

Xiao Chen sighed and suddenly thought of Chen Ran Feihua. Chen Ran Feihua's cultivation was unfathomable. At that time, this person took him to the Ghost Immortal to treat him, but this person came without a trace. Where is he now...

He sighed and said, "Anyway, let's talk about it first. The miasma here is too heavy, which will damage your practice."

The group walked outside and touched the road for more than an hour. Finally, they left the Changyin Mountains and reached the avenue outside. Before they walked ten miles, they heard a thick voice coming from the distance: "Are you willing to come out finally?"

The sound was like the thunder in June, which made everyone's blood rush. Many people even covered their chests directly. When everyone was shocked, they raised their heads and looked at them, but when they saw an old man ink robe stepping into the sky, they arrived instantly.

The powerful aura caused a strong wind to rush around. Many people felt a sense of chest tightness and shortness of breath under the threat of this aura, and they did not dare to look up again.

This person is Zuo Qiuming, a Nascent Soul cultivator who left three days ago.

Three days ago, Zuo Qiuming and Zuo Qiuping left in a hurry under the shock of Yu Yangzi. When they arrived at the outskirts of the Changyin Mountains, Zuo Qiuping looked at the body of his grandson in his arms, frowned, and suddenly thought of a plan.

"Shaoze's natal soul Yuan is still in the bright light of life and death at home, and Shaoze was most resentful to Xiao Chen during his lifetime. If we use our family's three souls and life skills to take the boy's soul as a matchmaker, it is not necessary to reconcile Shaoze's soul."

"The success rate of this technique is about 100 or 2. You can try it. In this way, you go back and deploy, and I will stay to see if I can catch that kid."

...

At this moment, on Linwai Avenue, Zuo Qiuming looked cold and was imposing: "I want to avenge my child, and those who have nothing to do with this matter, get out!"

Every word he emitted was like a thunder sound, which made everyone's blood rush. Many people here had never seen a real Nascent Soul cultivator. At this time, they felt such a powerful aura. I was afraid that just one aura could shake his own Yuan soul. How could there be no reason to panic? Therefore, they all retreated far away.

Xiao Chen handed Murong Xian'er to Qin Shaoyang's hand, looked up at Zuo Qiuming coldly, and said lightly: "Are you Zuo Qiuming?" He had heard Qin Shaoyang talk about many things about Zuo Qiu's family before, so he naturally could recognize the person in front of him.

Zuo Qiuming said coldly: "Boy, you have good concentration and dare to look at me directly. You are the only one in the world who dares to call me by my name."

Xiao Chen said lightly: "So what? What? Is the Nascent Soul Realm very amazing? I can only say that the world you have seen is too small."

Everyone in the distance took a breath of cold air. Is he talking to a Nascent Soul cultivator? I used to think that he could only be crazy in front of him and others, but I didn't expect that he would still be so crazy in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he was so crazy in the face of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Zuo Qiu Ming laughed instead: "Haha! Boy is crazy enough! Then before you die, I want to know which school you have learned, which can make you so crazy!"

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, but there was still no trace of fear on his face, which made Zuo Qiuming feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Which school I am? I'm afraid that any sweeping person in the place I was in back then could crush you into pieces."

Zuo Qiuming smiled coldly: "Hehe! I want to see how you pinch me into pieces today!" After drinking, I brushed my sleeves, and suddenly a surge of power surged towards Xiao Chen.

Rocks flew across the road. Even though Zuo Qiuming gently brushed his sleeves, Xiao Chen knew that this power was not something he could resist now. Ling Xianjie unfolded instantly, leaving a phantom on the spot, and his body moved more than ten feet away in an instant.

This was beyond everyone's expectations, and he did not expect that he could avoid calmly under the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Zuo Qiuming's eyes condensed, and he did not expect that Xiao Chen would actually possess such a strange technique, which further confirmed his previous guess.

He had previously seen Xiao Chen talk to him without changing his expression. How could ordinary immortal disciples have such concentration? And now they have such strange skills. Could it be that they are really the descendants of the ancient immortal clan who are practicing outside?
Chapter completed!