After taking out a set of black clothes from the storage ring and changing them, Yang Xuan left the place where he had been for three years.

When he appeared in the outside sky, it was early in the morning.

The disciples of the Biyun Sect walked by one by one, and even two people flew past him, but none of them could see Yang Xuan, who was already invisible.

His physiognomy had changed dramatically, and he had become a complete stranger who looked to be about twenty-four or five years old.

This is the result of his use of the Technique of Change.

Three years have passed, and the first thing he needs to figure out now is what happened to the Yang family.

With a slight groan, Yang Xuan, who was already completely invisible, flew towards Qingxue City.

The most likely to make a move against the Yang family is the Qingxue royal family.

The special power that had suppressed his divine thoughts three years ago still existed, but with the improvement of his realm, it had faded a lot.

Now his divine thoughts could envelop a radius of 100 meters.

As soon as he entered the city, his face was cold, and then, a thick murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

He "saw" the little finch with shackles on its body, ragged and covered in scars.

When Yang Xuan appeared in the prison, the four jailers who were originally guarding here had fallen silently.

The little finch curled up in the corner raised his head slightly, glanced at Yang Xuan, and then showed a sneer on his face that was extremely inconsistent with his age.

"Let's do this trick again, I won't tell the secret of my master's exercises. ”

Yang Xuan sighed a little, I haven't seen her for three years, and the ten-year-old little finch has changed a lot, the most obvious thing is the maturity on her face that does not match her age, and the strong hatred that can't be dissolved.

It's hard for you to believe that a ten-year-old has that kind of forced maturity and such a strong hatred on his face.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan felt that his heart hurt a little.

With a thought, the thick railings in the prison were thrown aside like ropes, and then the shackles on the little finch's hands and feet were all broken.

beckoned slightly, the little finch had already been pulled in Yang Xuan's hand, and then the two disappeared in place in an instant.

On the top of a mountain more than ten miles away from Qingxue City, Yang Xuan gently put down the little finch.

Knowing that at this time, Xiao Qi'er's face was still full of sneers, and he didn't speak, just looked at Yang Xuan coldly.

Yang Xuan observed the situation in her body, and her heart seemed to have been scratched by something, and it hurt a little.

Xiao Qi'er's meridians and dantian have been completely destroyed, and the fire aura that was originally filled in her body has also disappeared.

It's hard to imagine how she was tortured.

"Little Sparrow, it's me!" Yang Xuan shot out slightly, endlessly in love and regret, and at the same time, the muscles on his face fluttered, and he had returned to his original appearance.

Then the cold expression on Xiao Qi'er's face still did not change, and even the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery: "This trick is not new, although your voice is very similar, and your appearance is also very similar." Die of this heart, there is a kind of you kill me now, otherwise, I will definitely avenge the master. ”

Yang Xuan felt as if his heart had been grabbed by something again.

In the past three years, what kind of treatment has Xiao Queer been treated to make an innocent child become so suspicious and defensive.

She was no more than a ten-year-old.

With a slight movement of his fingers, a small flame bird appeared on Yang Xuan's fingertips, and then flapped its wings and flew up, hovering around the two of them.

The little finch froze, she froze.

Heaven and earth fell silent for a moment, and even the mountain wind that had been blowing seemed to sense something, and disappeared without a trace.

For a long time!

An inaudible voice came from the chapped lips of the little finch: "Master......"

Then she fell straight backwards.

Yang Xuan hurriedly hugged Xiao Qi'er, and the wood aura had already been sent into her body.

After a long time, Xiao Qi'er woke up slowly, she looked at Yang Xuan blankly, as if she couldn't believe what she saw, and seemed to still wonder if she was dreaming.

"Master, am I in a dream?" Xiao Que'er looked at Yang Xuan blankly, and her tears couldn't stop staying.

"No, it's not a dream, little finch. Yang Xuan hugged the little finch and said softly.

Xiao Qi'er stopped talking, she didn't seem to have woken up from her dream, she just stared at Yang Xuan with those big eyes that were no longer clear, and she didn't dare to blink her eyes, as if she was afraid that if she blinked her eyes, the master would disappear.

Bean-sized tears continued to pour out of the little finch's eyes, and after a long time, the little finch opened her mouth, and from her mouth came a bitter cry.

"Master......"

The little finch cried loudly, without suppressing her voice at all, without hiding her emotions at all, crying pear blossoms with rain, crying the sky and the earth cracked.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, just hugged Xiao Que tightly, and took her thin, trembling body into his arms, tight, tight.

Little Finch needs such a bitter cry, such an unrepressed, undisguised cry to release the emotions that have been suppressed in her heart for three years.

At the same time, Yang Xuan's heart was infinitely cold, and the murderous intent was pervasive.

I don't know how long it took, but the little bird's cry finally slowly disappeared, and turned into a low sob, and finally, even this soft sobbing could not be heard.

The little finch fell asleep and fell asleep quietly in Yang Xuan's arms.

Yang Xuan didn't move, just quietly hugged the little finch and waited.

It was dark, darkness covered the earth, and the little finch awoke.

"Master, you're not dead?" she finally asked with tears in her eyes, and finally asked this sentence that should have been asked in the first place.

"I'm not dead!" replied Yang Xuan, smiling.

"But they all said you were dead. The little finch touched Yang Xuan's arm, and at this moment, she seemed to be back to the little finch who was coquettish on the master's lap.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Qi'er quietly, and only said after a while: "Xiao Qi'er, how is the Yang family?"

Xiao Qi'er was stunned, and after a while, tears poured out uncontrollably, and then she sobbed and said, "Daddy is dead, many people are dead......"

Syllable!

An inaudible sound sounded, and a boulder that had been standing on the top of the mountain suddenly turned into powder, and after being blown by the wind, it dissipated without a trace.

Yang Xuan forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and said slowly: "Who else?"

Xiao Qi'er sobbed: "Many people in the Yang family died, and the elders also died two, and the head of the Yang family did not die, but he was also injured. ”

Yang Xuan finally paid a heavy price for his innocence, and the Yang family suffered because of his innocence.

Yang Xuan's gaze looked into the distance and looked at Qingxue Country.

After a long time, he asked softly, "Where's grandma?"

"Grandma didn't die, but she was sick before I was caught here, and I don't know what happened now. ”

Yang Xuan was silent, and then asked, "Do you know who did it?"

"It's a guy named Daizi. A look of hatred appeared on Xiao Qi'er's face, and he continued: "It was he who brought people to the Yang family and killed many people in the Yang family. ”

"Dai Qi!?" Yang Xuan savored the name in his mouth.

"I didn't know until I was captured that he was the general of this country!" continued the little finch.

"Qingxue Country!" Yang Xuan paused word by word, his tone was so cold that even the air froze.

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