"Xun'er, what are you doing here, I'm just a piece of waste, not worth your concern."

After seeing Xun'er, Xiao Yan put on a face and waved his hand dejectedly, as if he was going to give an eviction order.

"Brother Xiao Yan, I believe you will be able to stand up again in the future."

Xiao Xun'er had a firm face, with an unquestionable expression on her face, she planned to use the power of the family to help with the treatment.

"Ahem, Brother Xiao Yan actually doesn't have any waste."

Long Xuan stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan's shoulder and said with a comforting expression.

Xiao Yan didn't feel the fighting spirit from Long Xuan, and he also subconsciously thought that Long Xuan was also a waste.

"Hey, we are all wastes."

He then lay down and looked at the stars high in the sky with a sigh.

"Wrong, it's not that you and I are waste, but the whole world is basically waste."

Long Xuan's words shocked the two, Xiao Yan was stunned, and Xun'er showed some puzzled expressions.

"If you don't work hard, you don't know what despair is, and if you work hard, you know that you're desperate."

Some real geniuses break through the king at the age of fifteen, and fighters at the age of seven or eight run all over the ground, and their talent is okay.

"Nima, it's impossible for a fifteen-year-old Dou King?"

Xiao Yan didn't believe it, as a famous genius in the Gama Empire, he only broke through the fighter at the age of twelve, and then he became a waste.

You must know that the strongest combat power on the surface of the Gama Empire is the emperor, and there are only a few of them.

"It's not that there aren't, there are still a few seven-year-old fighters in the land of Zhongzhou."

Xiao Xun'er's expression changed when she looked at Long Xuan, the young man in front of her was too mysterious, and it seemed that he was from the land of Zhongzhou.

"Xiao Yanzi, so everyone is a waste, so there is no need to feel uncomfortable."

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded when he heard Long Xuan's words, is there indeed a difference in the strength of a few fights compared to those geniuses?

"As the saying goes, an ugly duckling can become a white swan, but the parents of special people are white swans, have you ever seen a duck give birth to a swan?"

Saying that, Long Xuan inadvertently swept over Xun'er, and the two looked at each other for three minutes, and then turned their heads away.

"Xiao Yanzi, can you lend me this ring on your hand to play with?"

After some exchanges with Long Xuan, Xiao Yan's mood was much better, and he casually handed the ring in his hand to Long Xuan.

This is a ring with a dark blue body, which looks very ordinary, and has a bit of a back-to-basics taste.

"Xiao Yanzi, I think this ring is related to me, can you give it to me."

Long Xuan also admired his cheekiness more and more, and he couldn't bear to deceive such an aggrieved waste wood.

"Brother Long, as soon as you and I meet today, this ring will be given to you."

Xiao Yan said very casually, and Long Xuan, who saw it, was a little surprised, and had doubtful thoughts.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully getting the ring, and the reward is worth ten luck."

"Nima, is this ring fake?"

As soon as this idea appeared, it was snuffed out by Long Xuan, who joked that he obviously felt a powerful soul body in the ring.

In other words, the soul body is the ghost of the Xianxia world, and there is no physical life.

"Xiao Yanzi, I believe that you will definitely be able to recover your strength in the future?"

Long Xuan stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, and said solemnly, Xiao Yan couldn't help but shake his head self-deprecatingly.

"How is it possible, I am a waste of the power of the three dandou."

Anyway, no matter what Long Xuan said, Xiao Yan didn't believe that he could break through, and the power of the three-stage fight had already become his demonic shock.

"Xiao Yanzi, I'll go to cultivate first, and I'll come back to you later."

After getting the ring, Long Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly flashed people, and casually found a room in Xiao's house.

After returning to the room, Long Xuan hurriedly tiptoed around the room to check it three times before closing it tightly.

He casually took out the ring, his eyes fixed on it, and he couldn't help but show a treacherous smile between the corners of his mouth.

"Grandpa, come out quickly!"

"Medicine Venerable, are you here?"

"The people of the Soul Hall have come to arrest you."

Long Xuan changed his tone three times in a row, but the ring in front of him did not move at all, and there was not a single yarn.

"Nima, should we take a different approach?"

Long Xuan thought of a way, as the saying goes, when you see the legendary treasure, it's not all in the way of dripping blood.

"Da ......"

Long Xuan gently cut his fingers and dripped blood down his hand, but there was no reaction.

"I'll strangle it, I can't drip blood, let's try it."

Long Xuan casually raised a cluster of flames in his hand, and began to calcinate the ring, directly enveloping it.

"Ma Dan, I myself am a pig brain, Yao Lao has a bone spirit cold fire, and ordinary flames are useless."

Thinking of this, Long Xuan directly took out the cadre sword in his hand, intending to give him a sword to break the eternity.

Just as the Excalibur in his hand was about to fall, an old voice came from the ring.

"Ahem, little doll, what is the matter with your old man?"

A vague shadow appeared, and the white-haired and pale face was full of righteousness, revealing a little fairy wind bones.

Name: Yaochen

Strength: Douzun Nine Stars (comparable to the mid-stage powerhouse of Jindan)

Luck value: 90

Exercises: Unknown......

Introduction: This is an eight-grade alchemist, the first alchemist in Zhongzhou, and a person who gives the nickname Medicine Venerable.

"Medicine Venerable, Yao Chen, right!"

Long Xuan opened his mouth slightly, subconsciously asking.

"Well, your little doll is useless at all, how do you know the name of the old man?"

Yaochen looked puzzled, he looked at it countless times, the young man in front of him was useless at all, and he was even more wasteful than Xiao Yan.

"What, I don't have the strength, old man, the breath on your body is so-so."

Long Xuan could sense the general strength of the old man in front of him, and his current state was estimated to be incomparable to himself.

"Boom ......"

The protective body true qi on Long Cheng's body erupted, and a dragon elephant stepped on the Taiji diagram and slowly rose.

"Eighteen-year-old Douhuang powerhouse, but the aura on your body is a little strange, not a fighting spirit."

Yao Lao can see that Long Xuan's cultivation is not a fighting spirit, and his strength should be comparable to that of a fighting emperor, which is really weird.

This vast aura disappeared almost instantly, and the entire Xiao family didn't feel it at all.

"What is my strength, I am considered a strong person!"

Long Xuan waved his hand and said proudly.

"Boy, you're good, the old man is messing with you."

Looking at the kid in front of him, Yaochen felt that he was a good seedling, and his strength was earth-shattering.

The eighteen-year-old Douhuang powerhouse, except for those who are the best of the ancient eight clans, the rest of the people are not comparable at all.

"Boy, you worship me as a teacher, you won't suffer."

The more Yao Lao looked at it, the more pleasing it felt to the eye, and he sat directly on the high platform, waiting for Long Xuan to kneel down and worship his master.

As a dignified venerable, accepting an apprentice of the Douhuang Emperor, he felt that Long Xuan had taken advantage of it.

"Eh, Yao Lao thinks too much, I'm not interested in worshipping you as a teacher."

Just kidding, Long Xuan mainly came to see the burning technique, as well as the power of the cold fire of the bone spirit.

(End of chapter)