Noon.

Zhao family, Qingfeng Palace.

As soon as Yang Fan stepped on the stairs in front of the Qingfeng Palace, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Tie actually stood up, and the father and son came over to greet Yang Fan together. This picture surprised the people in the temple a little. No matter how good Yang Fan is, he won't get the two elders to greet him personally, right?

You must know that when Yang Shu came back just now, Zhao Cheng was not so enthusiastic.

Zhao Cheng and Zhao Tie blocked Yang Fan's sight, leaving Yang Fan without a chance to find his brother.

Zhao Tie patted Yang Fan's arm, his face was very excited, and he whispered, "Xiaofan, what do you think is different about me?"

"Uncle Tie, has your cultivation improved?" Yang Fan's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that Zhao Tie's momentum had changed slightly. But it's more of a guess.

"That's right, I've already entered the late stage of the Earth Soul Realm!" Zhao Tie said proudly.

"Great! The strength of the Zhao family has gone further. Yang Fan looked at Zhao Cheng and asked, "Grandpa, what about you?"

"I haven't yet. But with the help of your Earth Spirit Pill, it's not far off. Zhao Cheng said with a smile, although his cultivation was not promoted to the Fire Soul Realm, it was obvious that the harvest was also very good. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out to greet him in person.

"That's good...... What about my brother?" Yang Fan couldn't wait to see his brother.

"Yes, yes, your brother is back. Zhao Cheng and Zhao Tie hurriedly got out of the way, and Yang Fan looked into the hall, only to see a young man standing in front of the palace gate, looking at Yang Fan with a smile.

This young man is Poplar.

Looking at this familiar figure, Yang Fan was stunned. Because my brother, who has only been seen for a month, has changed dramatically.

This change is not entirely external, but more internal.

On the surface, the poplar tree is now much darker than before, and the childishness on the face has been completely removed. Yang Fan even saw that in addition to the scar at the corner of his eye, Yang Shu's face also had a shallow scratch on both sides of his face, which must have been left when he was fighting with those vicious demon beasts in Evil Ze Mountain. Although these two scratches are very shallow now, and they are almost recovering, Yang Fan can even think of the fierce fighting scene at that time. It must be bloody, nine deaths.

After the actual battle, Yang Shu's eyes were much sharper than before, although he was smiling at Yang Fan at this time, but Yang Fan saw perseverance and ruthlessness in his eyes full of smiles. After staring at this eye for a long time, Yang Fan even had a feeling of trembling.

The poplar tree just stood there and did not move, and there was a killing aura emanating outward, and people in the realm of Zhao Youxin and Zhao Wushu did not dare to stand beside him for a long time.

Oh my God! Yang Fan was thinking, how did his brother train himself, and how many life and death he had experienced in less than a month!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan was a little sad, but more importantly, happy.

With pride!

"Brother!"

At this moment, the composure of the young man that Yang Fan had originally honed was gone, but like a child of a few years old, he opened his arms and threw himself into his brother's arms.

And the poplar tree, like a tall tree, spreads its branches and leaves to greet his younger brother.

The two brothers didn't speak, they just hugged each other wordlessly, just a month apart, but the feelings aroused moved everyone around them.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Cheng sighed and said, "Look at the brothers, how good the relationship is." Let's take a look at a few more ...... in our family Mowgli doesn't like to take care of people, fearless and invincible, invincible and not close to his two brothers...... Alas!"

Zhao Tie was also a little moved, with a happy smile on his face, and said, "They are the trees and grasses that grow on the Qinling Mountains, and they will never abandon them. ”

Zhao Youjing sat on the chair and picked up the bamboo flute, and a sad song in the first half and cheerful in the second half came out of the bamboo flute. It is like a fairy descending, playing a touching fairy music for the world. And in the eyes of this fairy, there are faint tears flashing.

But insiders understand that she is not moved by the feelings of the two brothers, but is expressing her inner emotions.

It can be seen that this month, she is no less worried about Yang Shu than Yang Fan!

The luncheon opened with the embrace of Yang Fan and Yang Shu. During the banquet, everyone talked and laughed, although Yang Shu, Zhao Wuji and Zhao Youjing had fewer words, but Zhao Wudi and Zhao Youxin, two people who talked a lot, had a different taste. This is also the first time since Yang Shu became the Zhao family, everyone has gathered so together.

During the banquet, Zhao Wuji sat not far from the poplar tree, only separated by Zhao Youjing. After a few glasses of wine, although Zhao Wuji was not drunk, he seemed to have endless words, he stretched his head slightly over, and said: "Yang Shu, the lives that have been slaughtered by you these days are more than 100, right? I think you'll be more sure of the three swords I didn't use that day. ”

Yang Shu said frankly: "No, I can't catch it yet." ”

Zhao Wuji was a little surprised, this poplar is usually the most confident, and he is also a very crazy person, but this time he is humble?

Zhao Wuji asked, "Why?"

Yang Shu said: "Because I'm different from you, I haven't killed anyone." ”

Perhaps it was because of the impact of Yang Shu's words on his heart, Zhao Wuji's eyes froze, and he was stunned and speechless.

Yang Shu said seriously: "At the moment of ending the life of others, the feeling I get is definitely different from slaughtering demon beasts. Your swordsmanship killing intent is too strong, if I haven't experienced the feeling of killing, then I will definitely not be able to take your last three swords. ”

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was listening to himself very carefully, Yang Shu smiled slightly and said, "Actually, in the final analysis, you are the most powerful person among the juniors in Kowloon Town. Although the juniors of the Liu family are all talented, they are all seedlings in captivity in the house, and they don't know what fighting is or what life and death are. That Liu Ying is indeed a rare soul genius, but he can only beat you in a point-to-point competition like the Xinying Club. If you fight to the death off the field, he will already be the soul of your sword. ”

Probably never thought that Yang Shu would praise himself so pertinently, Zhao Wuji's unsmiling face actually smiled, and he said proudly: "I didn't expect you to know me quite well." That's right, in the first two Xinying meetings, I duel with that Liu Ying, and I have always only used ten swords.

Zhao Wuji was still enjoying this pride, and Yang Shu said again: "But it's normal to defeat that Liu Ying." If I had gone, he would have lost a long time ago. ”

"......" Zhao Wuji's face immediately became gloomy, and fire was already in his eyes. He thought that Yang Shu really praised himself, but he didn't expect to go around and around, or to say that he was not his opponent.

"Poplar, why don't we try it now?"

"Don't be so angry, didn't I say it, I can't take your last three swords now. ”

"Then you have to admit that you are not as good as me!"

"That's not going to work. I'm just saying I can't take your last three swords, but I don't necessarily can't give it a try. ”

"Okay, then try!" Zhao Wuji put down his chopsticks and was about to stand up.