Chapter 34: A Gift to the Goddess

In the living room, Ye Hantian saw the doubts in his daughter's eyes, so he smiled and said:

"These are the three brothers Ma Xiaohu, Tie Muyun, and Ma Xiaohou, they have good qualifications, and they are worth cultivating!

When Ouyang Changkong heard this, he muttered in his heart:

"This is also called a good qualification? At most, it is just average, fifteen or sixteen years old is nothing in the early stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and I will grab a large piece of it in the outer courtyard of the Tianfeng Martial Mansion!" It can be seen that Ouyang Changkong looks down on Ma Xiaohu very much. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Especially thought of Ma Xiaohu's sudden disturbance half a month ago, which disturbed his interest, so that Ye Qingxuan was unwilling to give himself a chance to get along at all.

Ye Qingxuan is a shy girl, such a girl is the most ignorant, and it is also the most interesting for Ouyang Changkong. Ouyang Changkong likes to tease such a girl, especially in that process, it will give him a sense of accomplishment, otherwise, with Ouyang Changkong's current strength and status in the Tianfeng Martial Mansion, as long as he takes the initiative to speak, there will be a lot of beautiful junior sisters who will take the initiative to give him a hug. But Ye Qingxuan is special, not only has a good temperament, but also has a superb figure.

Ouyang Changkong likes to enjoy the process of the most, especially every time he sees Ye Qingxuan's shy appearance, he will be very happy in his heart, and he feels that teasing such a girl is the most interesting, but he still has to maintain a certain demeanor. If the process of obtaining Ye Qingxuan was too simple, then he would feel bored.

Ouyang Changkong looked down on Ye Qingxuan's family background, the city lord of a small city, such a small city force could not pose any threat to the Tianfeng Martial Mansion at all, and he not only had a prominent family background, but even in the Tianfeng Martial Mansion, his uncle was also an elder and had a lot of power.

But for Ma Xiaohu, Ouyang Changkong had an inexplicable feeling of disgust in his heart, although he would generally ignore such a weak trash, but the feeling that Ma Xiaohu gave him made him unable to ignore it.

Therefore, thinking of this, Ouyang Changkong was very disliked.

Let's not talk about these things first, Ye Qingxuan looked at Ma Xiaohu and the three of them, so she said:

"Three little brothers, we will all be a family in the future! You have to cultivate hard and contribute to the City Lord's Mansion when the time comes!" After speaking, Ye Qingxuan smiled, very sweet.

Ma Xiaohu's heart was suddenly very warm, especially when he heard the 'family' in Ye Qingxuan's mouth, he was even more eager in his heart.

"Don't worry, we will definitely become a family!" Ma Xiaohu said with certainty in his heart.

And Tie Muyun and Ma Xiaohou, the two children, bowed their heads shyly, and then said:

"We'll do our best, pretty sister!"

Hearing the words of Tie Muyun and Ma Xiaohou, Ye Qingxuan's face showed a flush, and then said shyly:

"Don't call me that, my name is Ye Qingxuan, just call me Sister Qingxuan!"

"En!" Tie Muyun and Ma Xiaohou replied.

And Ma Xiaohu said:

"Sister Qingxuan, I have something for you!Please wait a minute!" Then he looked at Ye Hantian and said:

"Uncle, I'll come when I go!" After saying that, he ran out of the living room like the wind.

As for the gift that Ma Xiaohu said, Ye Hantian could of course guess that it was nothing more than the Purple Blood Holy Fruit. However, I also wondered why Ma Xiaohu was willing to give such a valuable spiritual object to his daughter.

It didn't take long for Ma Xiaohu to run back with a box.

walked up to Ye Qingxuan and said:

"Sister Qingxuan, I don't have any good things in Ma Xiaohu, this thing was also accidentally found in the mountains, give it to Sister Qingxuan now, please Sister Qingxuan must accept it, this is my heart for Sister Qingxuan!"

Ye Qingxuan took it curiously, she was very puzzled as to why Ma Xiaohu would give her a gift. Originally, she thought it was just an ordinary thing, but when she opened the box, Ye Qingxuan was stunned, because she recognized it, this was the spirit fruit on the True Martial Continent, and it was the existence that all martial artists must pursue—the Purple Blood Holy Fruit!

Ouyang Changkong was originally very disdainful of Ma Xiaohu's behavior, thinking that he couldn't get anything good, but he didn't expect it to be the Purple Blood Holy Fruit, and he suddenly said it in surprise.

"Purple Blood Holy Fruit, this is a treasure that is difficult for a martial artist to find in his life!" No wonder Ouyang Changkong was surprised, because he had never eaten the Purple Blood Holy Fruit himself, and this was not something that could be bought with money.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart:

"It's really a lucky boy, no wonder I reached the Qi Cultivation Realm in half a month, it seems that it is the credit of the Purple Blood Holy Fruit, it is a violent heavenly thing! If it is given to me, my strength will be invincible in the innate realm!" Ouyang Changkong was very unbalanced in his heart. At the same time, he was even more resentful of Ma Xiaohu.

Ye Qingxuan immediately prepared to return the box to Ma Xiaohu, and said:

"Xiaohu, this gift is too valuable, I can't accept it!"

Ma Xiaohu refused.

"Sister Qingxuan, you must accept this gift, this is on behalf of my gratitude to you. Three years ago, in the winter of Nancheng, Sister Qing Xuan still remembered the little beggar on the side of the street! If it weren't for Sister Qing Xuan's basket of steamed buns, the little beggar would probably starve to death!" Ma Xiaohu said.

At the same time, Ye Qingxuan also fell into memories. 好久才 says:

"No wonder, half a month ago, I would have thought you were very familiar, you were the little beggar back then?" Ye Qingxuan was very surprised.

Ye Hantian on the side suddenly understood in his heart.

"I see, no wonder I would be willing to take out these three Purple Blood Holy Fruits and give them to Qing Xuan, the grace of a meal is sometimes more important than anything else!" Ye Hantian was very emotional in his heart, and at the same time very pleased.

Ma Xiaohu nodded and continued:

"Moreover, this so-called Purple Blood Holy Fruit, our three brothers have all eaten it, so Sister Qingxuan doesn't need to postpone it, even if she returns it to me, it is useless in my hands! And Sister Qingxuan is a genius martial artist in Qingfeng City, for Sister Qingxuan, after eating this fruit, her future will be brighter!"

Ye Qingxuan's heart was still very moved, and then looked at Ye Hantian.

Ye Hantian nodded and said:

"Xiaohu's heart, don't refuse! Otherwise, this will be a big blow to Xiaohu! The grace of a meal is sometimes equivalent to the grace of saving lives, Qingxuan accept it!"

So Ye Qingxuan put away the box.

And Ouyang Changkong on the side was very tasty. He is very greedy, but he can't use his strength, now he is the only one in Qingfeng City, and even if he looks down on Ye Qingxuan's family background, but Ye Hantian is a Void Dan martial artist, and his strength is much stronger than him.

So Ouyang Changkong had no choice but to turn his greed into resentment, and the target was Ma Xiaohu.

Ma Xiaohu didn't know about Ouyang Changkong's hatred for him, but he also understood that Ouyang Changkong was the enemy between himself and Ye Qingxuan.

Subsequently, Ma Xiaohu said:

"Sister Qingxuan, it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, let's eat the Purple Blood Holy Fruit now!

So Ye Qingxuan nodded and began to eat the Purple Blood Holy Fruit.

Ouyang Changkong was dripping blood in his heart, if he didn't eat it now, he might have a chance to fool around from Ye Qingxuan later, but now it was too late.

"Damn boy, I hope it won't fall into the hands of Young Master Ben in the future, otherwise you will be better off dead than alive!" Ouyang Changkong roared in his heart. But even if he hated Ma Xiaohu, Ouyang Changkong had to show an atmospheric side.

With a smile, he watched Ye Qingxuan eat the purple blood holy fruit one by one, but his heart was drooling.