Chapter 42: The Xiao Family's Waste

"Roar!!

In the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, a deafening roar resounded throughout the woods.

Yang Xuan stared at the wolves pouring out of the woods in front of him, and said expressionlessly, "Is this the demonic beast of this world?" ”

At this time, there was a three-meter-tall blue wolf in front of Yang Xuan, and behind it were countless scarlet eyes!

Under the roar of the leader, hundreds of wolves suddenly rushed over, leaving a patch of ice flowers everywhere they went!

"It should be an ice attribute." Feeling the huge chill rushing towards him, Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and while recalling the setting in Dou Po, a monstrous momentum emanated from his body.

This momentum was so terrifying, hundreds of old bodies suddenly exploded in an instant, turning into a blood mist.

Even the leader of the blue wolf was no exception.

With a move of his hand, a round white ice bead fell into Yang Xuan's palm.

"Is this world's magic core?"

Yang Xuan looked at the white ice beads with interest, and with a sweep of his mind, he sensed a burst of violent energy.

"It's a bit similar to the Demon Pill." Yang Xuan silently put the demon core into the acceptance ring, and then waved his hand to tear the space in front of him and left......

The city of Utan, although it was among the largest cities in the Gama Empire, was only at the bottom of the list. However, due to the backdrop of the Warcraft Mountain Range, it also attracts a large number of mercenaries to gather here, making this place quite prosperous.

The lively streets are lined with various markets, selling all kinds of different medicinal materials and even materials from the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and there is an endless stream of adventurers and mercenaries who come here, and it is these people who support the prosperity of the entire Utan City.

"Is this the style of painting in the fantasy world?"

Walking on the streets where people come and go, Yang Xuan, who was dressed as a son of a family, looked at the prosperous scene around him and couldn't help but sigh.

Before coming to Dou Po World, the largest human city Yang Xuan had ever seen was Heyang City in the Zhuxian World.

However, just this Utan City, Heyang City was overshadowed by comparison.

This continent is very big, really big, and the Northwest Continent, which is regarded as a barren land by the people of Zhongzhou, is far wider than the Shenzhou of the Zhuxian World.

And this Gama Empire is just an ordinary empire in the poor countryside of the Douqi Continent, the Northwest Continent.

"Why isn't the aura here as abundant as in the Zhuxian World?" Taking a light breath of air, Yang Xuan frowned and said secretly, "Could it be because I'm on the edge of the Northwest Continent?" ”

After walking around the street, Yang Xuan found a restaurant that looked quite magnificent, and after asking for some wine and food, he found a private room and sat down.

"Have you heard? It's almost time for the Xiao family's annual vindictive test. ”

"I know, I also heard a buddy who was a guard in the Xiao family say that Xiao Yan is still the third stage of fighting spirit."

"The third stage of Dou Qi? Tsk, the genius of the Xiao family in the past has fallen to such a point. Could it be that he did something angry and resentful to make God unhappy? ”

……

Although Utan City is not a big city like God's capital, it is also a big city, and rumors of all sizes can be said to be endless.

In a private room somewhere on the second floor, Yang Xuan drank the "signature wine" of this restaurant. With his current cultivation, the conversation outside was naturally clear.

Previously, Yang Xuan took a piece of gold coin and asked the shopkeeper about some news, and roughly figured out the time point where he was.

At this time, Nalan Yanran has not yet gone to the Xiao family to withdraw from the marriage, and Xiao Yan has been a "waste wood" for almost three years.

Interestingly, Yang Xuan also inquired about some details that were not mentioned in the original book.

The Xiao family, where Xiao Yan is located, is actually not a native of Utan City, but moved from the imperial capital thirteen years ago.

This Xiao family was originally the imperial capital, a famous family in the holy city of Gama. The patriarch of the previous generation, that is, Xiao Yan's grandfather Xiao Lin, was a strong Douwang and a well-known master in the Gamma Empire.

However, thirteen years ago, after Xiao Lin died unexpectedly, the Xiao family plummeted and had to move to a poor rural area like Wutan City.

No wonder in the original book, this small family can set a "baby parent" with the Nalan family, one of the three major families.

It turned out that the ancestors were generous.

In terms of origin, Xiao Yan is very similar to his good friend Lin Dong in the future.

This can also explain why the Galie family always does not deal with the Xiao family, after all, the Xiao family is an outsider, and when they come to Utan City, they will inevitably compete for resources with a local snake like the Galie family.

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"You also want to learn from other people's heroes to save beauty? Look for death! ”

In the woods outside Utan City, two little hooligans with ruffian faces were violently beating a teenager.

"You Xiao family waste also want to learn from others!" The little rascal punched the boy in the stomach, making the boy feel like his internal organs were rolling.

"Kill you shit, scare the uncle!" Another rascal grabbed a wooden stick and struck the boy.

"Little girl, run!" A trace of blood spilled from the young man's mouth, but he shouted at the frightened little girl in front of him.

The little girl was woken up by a shout from the young man, and turned her head to run away. But a little rascal grabbed his right hand and pulled it over.

"You also want to learn from other people's heroes to save beauty? And voila! The little rascal who took the lead kicked the boy to the ground, and the boy tried to stand up with his hands on the ground, but he didn't expect the little rascal to stomp on his head.

"Chick, I can let you go, but you have to do one thing for me." The eldest brother grabbed the tear-stained girl and said. Then he waved his hand and motioned for another little rascal to take the wooden stick and stuff it for the little girl, pointed to the young man's head, and said with a smile, "As long as you leave a little memorial for your great hero......

"Hit hard, and you'll be gone." The other little rascal said with a teasing smile.

The girl held the wooden stick with trembling hands, looking at the tragic situation of the young man, and remembered that she had just encountered danger, and it was the young man who stepped forward regardless of his own safety, and the wooden stick in his hand really couldn't be beaten.

"What's the daze? Don't you want to leave! The eldest brother took out a knife and gestured at the girl's face and threatened, "It's a pity that this beautiful little face is scratched!" ”

"I'm sorry!" When the girl heard this, she panicked, and had to close her eyes and wave at the boy's head.

"Ahh After receiving this blow to the head, the young man felt a "buzz" in his head, a blank, and a trace of blood flowed down his forehead and fell to the ground.

"This is the law of this continent, the weak can only survive under the gift of the strong," a voice echoed in the young man's mind, his hands on the ground clutching the dirt tightly, "Their lives are like grass mustard, like ants!" ”

"Ahh

Just when the two little hooligans were about to continue to torture the teenager, a fierce palm wind swept through the entire forest, and the two little hooligans were suddenly knocked out, only to feel the stomach in their bodies rolling, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.

"Little girl, let's go, don't walk alone in such a sparsely populated place in the future." Just when the little girl was a little ignorant of the sudden scene in front of her, a white figure stepped into the woods and whispered to the little girl.

"Hmm" The little girl who was a little scared nodded, and quickly ran away.

"Yo, isn't this the future Emperor Yan?" Looking at the embarrassed young man who was half-kneeling on the ground with a blue and purple face, Yang Xuan's eyes swept to the word "Yan" on the nameplate on the young man's chest, and a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said in his heart, "If you can't pretend to be forced, you will be beaten." ”

"Thank you, sir!" The young man raised his head and looked at the white-robed young man in his twenties in front of him, and said very gratefully. Although the young man looks a little embarrassed now, the clarity in his eyes carries a ruthlessness that does not admit defeat.

"You don't have to take it to heart." A touch of warmth appeared on Yang Xuan's face, and he said lightly, and stretched out his hand to the young man again.