"Strong words!" Xia Xun was furious: "That's how you talk to your elders, do you still have my second uncle in your eyes?"

Xia Qingchen had endured this second uncle for a long time, and said coldly: "Second uncle? Whose second uncle will arrange his nephew in a corner and be left out in the cold? Whose second uncle will connive at outsiders to humiliate and bully his nephew? Whose second uncle will help outsiders to blame his nephew after his nephew turns defeat into victory?"

"Don't put gold on your face anymore!What kind of thing are you, and you are worthy of being my second uncle?" Xia Qingchen's eyes were sharp, and he invisibly had a cold arrogance that looked down on the world.

He regarded Xia Yuan as his father because what Xia Yuan did did deserve the word "father".

What kind of thing is Xia Xun, and he deserves to be his second uncle?

"You, the disrespectful thing!" Xia Xun rushed over, threatening to slap him.

Xia Qingchen's words in public can be regarded as a loss of face for him!

"The surname is Xia, you hit my son, Lao Tzu broke your son's leg!"

But I saw that Xia Yuan, who had always been gentle and elegant, was like an angry lion, looking at him angrily.

Xia Xun wrinkled his eyebrows and scolded: "Xia Yuan, you are so indulgent?"

Whoever is committing the murder, everyone understands.

What you don't understand is just opening your eyes and talking nonsense.

"Xia Xun, bullying people should also be stopped in moderation!" Xia Yuan's eyes were cold: "I can tolerate your father and son treating me with disrespect, but I will never tolerate you bullying my son!"

He finally said what he had suppressed for a long time, and completely let go of the family affection that had long existed.

"With you?" Xia Xun unleashed a cultivation that was significantly higher than Xia Yuan's.

Xia Yuan said coldly: "My strength is indeed inferior to yours, but, is it really difficult to provoke me and secretly pinch your son to death?"

These words startled Xia Qilin in the crowd.

His talent is very good, but after all, his cultivation time is still short, and in front of an elder like Xia Yuan, who has been practicing martial arts for many years, he is as weak as an ant.

If he was really targeted by Xia Yuan, he would not dare to leave the Xia Mansion in the north of the city for half a step.

Xia Xun was also a little worried in his heart, and secretly muttered, did he force their father and son too hard, and actually made Xia Yuan angry like this.

So much so that a person as gentle and affectionate as Xia Yuan had to cut off his brotherly relationship.

Xia Cangliu, who was on the main seat, looked at his brother who turned against him, and his heart was complicated.

He can see who is right and who is wrong.

The fault of this matter is that Xia Xun's father and son are too pressing, and it is appropriate to cause the current situation.

Emotionally, he should speak for the wronged Xia Yuan father and son.

But he was a very sensible and very realistic person.

"Xia Yuan, take your son and leave the Xia Mansion immediately!" Xia Cangliu said indifferently: "Your father and son, you are too ignorant, and you let me down too much!"

Xia Yuan looked at his father, and his heart was indescribably cold.

Obviously, their father and son were oppressed, but in the end, Xia Cangliu blamed them for being ignorant?

Could it be that Xia Qingchen should be pressed to the ground by them and obediently learn to bark as a dog, is it sensible?

His heart was completely cooled.

"Take care of yourself. Xia Yuan held back his tears and beckoned to Xia Qingchen: "Qingchen, let's go!"

Xia Qingchen looked at Xia Cangliu deeply.

If the second uncle is blind, the grandfather is blind.

Father's filial piety, he never saw it at all, only saw interests, but couldn't see people's hearts!

Under the gaze of many guests, Xia Qingchen followed his father out of Beixia Mansion.

A good celebratory banquet, and therefore disagreed.

Li Weifeng's face sank into the water and ordered someone to carry his son away.

Xia Xun trembled and apologized: "Mentor Li is aware that my Northern Xia Mansion and Southern Xia Mansion have long drawn a clear line, and what they do has nothing to do with my Northern Xia Mansion. ”

Li Weifeng nodded: "Li Mou's actions have always been wronged and debtors, whoever makes me feel bad, I make anyone sad!"

His eyes twinkled.

It is conceivable that in the martial arts assessment after January, Li Weifeng, as the mentor of the martial pavilion, is afraid that he will not easily forgive Xia Qingchen, who participated in the semi-finals.

Outside the door.

"Qingchen, I'm sorry, my father is incompetent, and you are angry. Xia Yuan said ashamedly.

Why were they treated unfairly by their grandfather, and was it not because he was too incompetent?

If he had the achievements of his second brother, would Xia Cangliu dare to treat their father and son like this?

"My father gave me life and raised me to grow up, it is already the most benevolent and righteous, and it is too late for the child to be grateful, how can I blame my father?" Xia Qingchen sighed softly: "Now that I have grown up, I must fight for honor and disgrace by myself!"

Even the owner of the body never blamed Xia Yuan.

Because it wasn't that Xia Yuan didn't work hard enough, but that his body had been injured by an accident many years ago, but his cultivation progress was slow.

"The reason why my grandfather looked down on me, why my second uncle bullied me, and why my cousin despised me was because my strength was too low. Xia Qingchen stared at him and said: "So, the martial arts rematch, I want to make a blockbuster, let the mouth of that yoyo be completely closed, let the contemptuous gaze go away from now on, and let the oppressive heart be extinguished from now on." ”

He was not interested in the martial arts rematch, but now, he felt the need to show himself.

Not for him, just to make Xia Yuan raise his eyebrows.

Let the world know that Xia Yuan has a good son!

"Light dust......" Xia Yuan was moved in his heart, staring at the reborn Xia Qingchen, and stopped talking.

Xia Qingchen seemed to understand his intentions, and smiled indifferently: "Why did my strength break through Xiao Chen's position Siming, and where did the Pure Heart Divine Water come from, please forgive the child for keeping it secret for the time being, after the resumption of the martial arts pavilion, I will definitely tell each other, and at the same time, I will give my father a gift!"

Xia Yuan looked at Xia Qingchen, did not force him to speak now, and slowly bowed his head: "I look forward to that day." ”

The father and son walked side by side, and were about to leave, when a cry came from behind them: "Sage, take me with you!"

When I looked down, it was a little white dog, with four short legs, clumsily chasing after me.

He was holding a gift box in his mouth, which was the Go that Xia Yuan gave to Xia Cangliu.

"Why did you take it back?" Xia Qingchen asked.

The little white dog grinned: "That old thing is not only blind in his eyes, but also blind in his heart, and he is not worthy of a gift from his saint father, so I stole it back." ”

Xia Qingchen squatted down, touched its head, and said, "It's wrong to steal, but you didn't do anything wrong." ”

Xia Cangliu really didn't deserve his father's filial piety.

"I didn't intend to have another dog, but, for your sake, follow me in the future, how much you will achieve in the future depends on your own creation. ”

The little white dog was grateful: "Thank you, sage, for your great grace." ”

"My name is Xia Qingchen, you can call me by my first name, or you can call me by other names, except for saints. Xia Qingchen said.

The word saint is too ostentatious.

Although he fully deserves the name of a saint.

"That's what you call you...... "The little white dog's black and white eyes rolled.

Xia Qingchen nodded, expressed approval, glanced at the little white dog, and said, "I also give you a name, called ...... Cold vendettas. ”

Cold hatred, thousands of years ago, cold people were chilled by a sword, and they were never forgotten for a thousand years.

He was reminding himself of a thousand years ago.