It stands to reason that this kind of thing is impossible for Yang Xuan to happen, but the problem is that he simply wants to experience the feeling of shopping at this time, so he temporarily turned off his scattered divine thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Yang Xuan immediately apologized.

After apologizing, I looked up, only to find that there was still a woman from the Black Cloud Clan opposite, holding a little boy who looked to be about four or five years old.

Although the little boy was small, his eyes were very fierce, staring at Yang Xuan viciously, looking at that posture, it seemed that he might pounce at any time.

The woman was fine, smiled lightly, said it didn't matter, and pulled the little boy away.

Before leaving, the little boy didn't forget to warn with his eyes, the kind of pretending to be fierce, the milk is fierce, and the milk is fierce, but Yang Xuan is a little ridiculous.

Even if it was a small episode, Yang Xuan didn't take it to heart, and continued to carry out his shopping business with great interest.

But after walking a few steps, he saw the mother and son again.

However, at this time, it seems that the condition of the mother and child may not be very good.

In front of a shop, the mother and son were surrounded by seven or eight fierce men.

The woman's expression was full of panic, and the little boy was still as fierce as ever, but his fierceness was just a joke in the eyes of these big men who were obviously not good at stubble.

Inadvertently, a few words drifted into Yang Xuan's ears.

"Found it. ”

"If you want to live, catch it back first. ”

A few words floated over, without a head or a tail, and no one knew what was going on.

It seems that it is an instinctive characteristic of living organisms to see excitement, and without saying a word, there are already people around them, pointing and pointing, but no one has come to help.

Maybe it's because the Black Cloud Clan is cold-blooded, or maybe they don't want to get into trouble, and some people are even retreating, even farther away from those big men.

While speaking, a big man stepped forward and grabbed the woman.

The woman's reaction was not strange, her face was full of horror, and she stepped back vigorously.

But the child's movements instantly made Yang Xuan's eyes narrow.

I saw that the child suddenly stepped forward, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind, his legs arched, and then he kicked his legs, opened his hips, twisted his waist, and finally stabbed out with his right fist like lightning.

Originally, it was just the most ordinary jab, and there was nothing surprising.

However, it was then that the movement of his left hand really caught Yang Xuan's attention.

I saw that after his right fist was punched, his left hand suddenly became a palm, and the palm turned over, suddenly up and down, like a butterfly wearing flowers, and shot out directly towards the lower abdomen of the big man.

Burst!

Dahan didn't notice it for a while, and was hit in the abdomen by the little boy.

But the little boy is young after all, and he doesn't have much strength, and even if he hits, it's useless.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

If he remembered correctly, this move should have been the press cloud style in the palm of the Martial God Star Martial Dao Sect Ling Xiao Treasure Hall Entry Martial Arts Xiaoyun Palm.

In the Black Cloud Clan, which has spanned hundreds of millions of galaxies, there is only one possibility that you can see the martial arts of the Martial God Star Lingxiao Treasure Palace, that is, this mother and son are related to Emperor Lingxiao.

Yang Xuan had a smile in his eyes, this was really a coincidence, he didn't expect to meet Di Lingxiao's family here when he went shopping.

The big man was hit by the little boy's palm, although he didn't even have the slightest pain, but after all, he couldn't hold it on his face, and he was angry at the moment, and kicked the little boy in the abdomen.

"Don't !!" the woman was startled and jumped up to the boy.

But she is just a civilian, even if the big man is not in the stream, but after all, he is much stronger than her, how can he be stopped by her.

Seeing that the ball of his foot was about to kick the little boy, he didn't know where a stone flew out of nowhere, and struck the strong man's ankle with a swish.

Click!

Half of his ankle suddenly twisted at a strange angle.

The big man screamed, flew out in a spin, and fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

"Who?

The crowd was in an uproar, and the rest of the men were shocked, looking left and right, trying to find out who attacked.

But the crowd was bustling, and they had already hid far away, and they could find it there.

"Who? A big man shouted: "Dare to meddle in the affairs of our god sacrifice fighters, and get impatient?"

Hearing the words Divine Sacrifice Fighter, all the onlookers had shocked faces on their faces and retreated further.

Priest of the Gods?

Yang Xuan in the crowd was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on the corners of the clothes of those big men.

There, a small sign is inscribed.

He had seen the sign in the underground arena.

A sneer appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes.

These people can't be scorpion people, right?

I know for myself, that day he used Di Lingxiao's body to make a move, and his subordinates showed mercy, although he didn't kill the poisonous scorpion, but it also destroyed most of his physical functions, and it was very troublesome to recover, and it might take a long time to make it possible.

It's just that he never expected it, but he still left a disaster.

This poisonous scorpion person actually secretly shot at Di Lingxiao's family, if he hadn't met it today, he didn't know what would have happened.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan was also a little strange, it stands to reason that as long as Emperor Lingxiao does not die, no one should take revenge on his family.

But now there are people doing it on the street, and this thing is really strange everywhere.

Seeing that no one answered, those strong men shouted several times with the courage to do so, but no one answered.

Probably because the scar was healed and forgot the pain, someone grabbed the mother and son again.

Whoosh!

Two more stones flew out, and the strong man who shot was pierced with two large holes in his wrist, and blood gushed out.

The pain was so severe that the big man didn't even have time to scream, and he fainted.

At this time, these big men still don't understand that there are masters protecting them in secret, and they don't even dare to leave down the scene, and they run away with the injured like a lost dog.

The crowd saw that there was no excitement to see, and after a while, it gradually dispersed.

The woman pulled the little boy and patted his chest with a frightened look, and saluted the air again and again: "Thank you, thank you." ”

After thanking him, no one came out to see him, and the woman didn't dare to stay longer, so she pulled the little boy and left in a hurry.

The more Yang Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was strange, so he simply stopped shopping and secretly followed behind the mother and son.

After crossing two or three streets and taking public transport again, the mother and son finally stopped in front of a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

When she got here, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, took out the key and opened the door and walked in.

Yang Xuan had already explored the courtyard with her divine thoughts, but she had not found any trace of Emperor Lingxiao.

Could it be that my guess was wrong? This mother and son are not related to Di Lingxiao?

He thought to himself.

But then, a painting he saw in the main hall made him sure that he was not wrong, this was Di Lingxiao's home.

On the wall at the front of the room, there is a painting of a majestic man sitting tall and looking dignified.

There are incense sticks burning under the painting, and it seems that the worship is uninterrupted.

Yang Xuan recognized this painting, and the person in the painting was the founding patriarch of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, who he had seen in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall when he was in the Martial God Star.

The woman entered the house and locked the door with her backhand, only then did she take a breath and calm down her panic.

"Mom, why hasn't Dad come back yet?" asked the little boy, pulling at the corner of his mother's coat.

Yang Xuan deliberately looked at him a few times.

I didn't pay attention to it just now, but when I looked carefully at this time, I found that this little boy had the blood of both the human race and the black cloud race, and he was really a little similar to Di Lingxiao.

"Well, Dad went to work and will be back soon. The woman reassured.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud commotion at the door.

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of cold light.