The Eternal Life of His Majesty

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Upon hearing the news, when the Xiao family's almost enraged old man came to the ancestral home, it just so happened like this.

A young man who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, too young, stood alone in front of him. As for the juniors of his family, one by one was silent, and there were two injured, Xiao Ling, who was quite talented in management, and a granddaughter who was still attending a prestigious school.

The old woman walked together with each other At over seventy years old, she gave people an aura like an old dragon panshan, and even ignored the old man behind her who was actually half a step away.

"Old woman!"

Finally there was an embarrassed voice in the Xiao family ancestral home, where only a drizzling sound hit the ground.

Xiao Ling lowered her head, clenching her fists, "Xiao Ling, let you down!"

Keeping the ancestral home is no big deal, but if you can't even do this, Xiaoling's future can be imagined.

"Xiao Wu is inside?"

The old woman from the Xiao family suppressed her anger and said solemnly.

His resolute eyes emitted an aura from a long-standing high position, staring at Qin Xuan meticulously.

However, Qin Xuan only looked at him faintly, and did not say anything. This attitude could be considered ignorance, and even more arrogant.

In fact, no matter if it was the old elder of the Xiao family who ignored this southern king, or was arrogant, it was not something that ordinary strongmen could do. There must be a standard, at least a large master innate.

In this present era, money does not necessarily cause the strong to submit, but when money reaches a certain amount, there will be qualitative changes. It was a change that even the Innate was unwilling to cause offense, it was also the reason why half of the Xiao family's fortune was Huaxia for so many years, but it was still as stable as Mount Tai.

Grandpa Xiao took a deep breath and asked, "Xiao Wu, can you be there?"

This time his speech was very sluggish, more like a depression before a storm.

The results obtained are also no different.

How could Qin Xuan care about him? The identity of old lady Xiao, at least in Qin Xuan's eyes, was just as dusty, too trivial.

The old man couldn't help the anger in his heart, "Slow!"

The other party rushed to the Xiao family ancestral home and messed up the funeral of his beloved son, and now he had ignored him again and again. If Madam Xiao were not angry anymore, she would not be the Xiao Han River that existed in China and even the international business community.

When he exploded violently, the powerhouse half a step behind him who had a salary of nearly 100 million yuan a year had acted.

He was fully dressed, there was no hair on his head, only two thick white eyebrows tightened tightly.

At the same time, a majestic white light shook all the drizzle around him into mist, which filled the surroundings.

“If you get down on your knees and admit your mistake, I will give you a way to survive!” Yin Xin's eyes surged sharply, shouting like thunder. “But if you continue to be so reckless, don't blame my ruthless people on Huangquan Street. "

Qin Xuan, who was unmoved, finally frowned.

He raised his palm, and his left hand seemed to be writing something to his right Then, in the eyes of many shocked people, a faint light appeared in his palm.

Qin Xuan slapped his palm behind him, and that hazy light seemed to have turned into a layer of cloth, covering the main house.

After which, Qin Xuan's eyes were fixed on Yin Xin's body.

"He worships!"

"You're too noisy!"

Qin Xuan said indifferently: "If you make noise, get out of here!"

He used several ways to isolate the sound to isolate the inside and outside. Qin Xuan didn't want others to disturb Xiao Wu, he knew that Xiao Wu would have to talk to Xiao Rujun a lot and talk to him.

As Xiao Wu's friend, how could Qin Xuan tolerate these noisy people being bullied here.

Although, this was originally the Xiao family's site.

The people from the Xiao family were all dumbfounded, looking at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Yin Xin even sneered: "I think you're stupid when you keep quiet. Too bad you just let it go. It'll just make you die sooner."

When the voice fell, Yin Xin's figure disappeared.

Qi Qi Bai Rupi turned into a white dragon, wrapped around his body, disappeared in front of everyone, turned into a white light, and went straight to Qin Xuan.

Yin Xin had been a master for so many years, she could not speak of confidence, but she did not care much about this young man.

What qualifications does a seventeen or eighteen year old baby have to make him or her valued?

Even the evildoers from the five great families in Kyoto, or Liu Jinyu, He Taisui, and even the recently prestigious Xiao Zhenwu of the Dragon Tiger Tao Temple, were, how strong is it at age 17 or 18?

Therefore, Yin Xin did not take him seriously.

He believed that as long as he made a move, this daring puppet that entered the ancestral home of the Xiao family would know exactly how many wrong choices he had made.

the explosion!

His voice was not loud, like a crack of a rock, echoing in the drizzle.

Not to mention Yin Xin, it was Xiao Hanjiang, and even when everyone in the Xiao family thought that Qin Xuan would retreat or die in a single blow, the reality made them completely dumbfounded.

The bald head stepped back faster than before. Not only that, he 'flew' directly outside the ancestral home and retreated hundreds of meters.

It was hard to believe that the weak youth standing in front of the door did not move like a mountain at the moment.

On the contrary, Yin was the predecessor, the half-step master teacher who had come was so ferocious, that he was blown away.

They didn't even see how Qin Xuan did it, and everyone got lost in the overwhelming confusion.

Especially Xiao Hanjiang, he stared, as if he had seen a ghost.

He was also the first to react, he turned his head and looked into the severe wounds of coughing up blood, holding Yin Xin, who was charred in his chest, and his face instantly became ugly.

Among them, the most outstanding was of course Yin Xin.

He broke out in cold sweat, and the terrifying strength like thunder in his body flowed like a galloping horse. Yin Xin spewed out a mouthful of dirty blood. Upon closer inspection, he found that there were still traces of blue thunder in the blood.

“How is this possible!” Yin Xin saw a figure in the distance that she could no longer hate.

How could a puppet with a seventeen or eighteen year old bone have such terrifying strength?

One blow hurt him to this day. Could this baby still be an innate master?

Thinking of this, Yin Xin's face instantly turned pale.

Innate?

If this was the case, then he would definitely accept his own humiliation, and even the age of the bones he valued could not be counted. In fact, this puppet, which seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, was most likely an old monster that lived to be one or two hundred years old.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Xiao Hanjiang spoke, and the anger on his face disappeared a lot.

A strong person capable of defeating Yin Xin with a single move had qualifications that he could take seriously.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, he naturally knew what he was doing.

Behind him was a woman whose parents died suddenly, even the temple near him since childhood had gone to Sikong, it could be said that there was nothing. To Xiao Wu, all these encounters were undoubtedly equivalent to the collapse of the entire world, in pieces.

Qin Xuan knew exactly what he was going to do as a friend.

His eyes were relaxed, looking at Xiao Hanjiang calmly.

The southern giants have more energy. If it was only a strong person with a half-step master teacher, it would be impossible to hold back the big family business of the Xiao family.

Before the Chinese martial arts disaster, the Xiao family had only lost one grandmaster, but now, there was another grandmaster. It could be imagined that many people did not know the background of the Xiao family.

But does Qin Xuan care?

The corner of his mouth slightly curved up, and a sad smile appeared.

If Xiao Wu's world collapses and shatters into pieces. Then he was Qin Xuan, willing to prop up a piece of the world for Xiao Wu with his hands, and smooth out all the bumps with his feet, and build a new world.

Just as Xiao Wu used the Buddhist scriptures to open a piece of pure land for him after his own world collapsed in his previous life.

Drizzle down, and along with the message from the Xiaohanjiang River, many figures in the God Capital moved as it drizzled down!

Xiao Hanjiang's heart also slowly gathered, looking at Qin Xuan, his voice heavy and slow.

"I don't know who you are, but breaking into my Xiao family's ancestral home, messing with Juner's funeral, injuring my Xiao family member, Ke Qing!"

"You are too brave to do all sorts of things that disrespect my Xiao family!"

"Even if it's innate, it won't work!"

Xiao Hanjiang looked at the young man who stood proudly in the rain, but his clothes were not stained with wet stains, his voice was loud.