Chapter 10 Returning Home

Zheng Zhaoyang looked at everyone with some unwillingness, and raised his hand to move, but the gray-clothed old man beside him stopped him.

The gray-clothed old man whispered: "Third young master, it's better not to cause more trouble, it's important to hurry up and get down to business." Just now, Baoguang appeared, and there must be a treasure of heaven and earth, let's go. ”

As he spoke, the old man looked up at the sky, as if someone was chasing him, and quickly pulled Zheng Zhaoyang to leave the scene.

At his level, the gray-clothed old man understood that the higher the martial arts cultivation, the greater the gap in combat effectiveness, and the mysterious person just now did not show up at all, so he retreated on the spot, which was not something that they could afford to provoke.

Although the Zheng family is a big family, in this Anqing City, it is not their territory.

On the third part of this temple, even a dragon has to be coiled, and a tiger has to lie down.

Therefore, the top priority is to leave the land of right and wrong, and the search for the magic weapon is the most urgent thing.

Zheng Zhaoyang was very unwilling, he raised his head, looked at the group of tense Anqing warriors, and said fiercely: "Today, this man in black is a martial artist hired by Ben Shao, and Ben Shao didn't even know that he was a blue-blooded half-demon. In the future, Ben Shao and the Zheng family don't want any rumors to spread, otherwise, you will be prepared to bear the thunderous wrath of the Zheng family. ”

After that, Zheng Zhaoyang turned his head, looked at Zhou Yang viciously, and said coldly: "Boy, count your luck today, you actually killed a blue-blooded person, and Ben Shao doesn't care about you, but don't commit it in Ben Shao's hands in the future." Hmph, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zhaoyang and his entourage left, leaving behind a group of Anqing warriors who looked at each other.

Although, just now, the mysterious person scared off the Zheng family and his party with his absolute strength, but everyone also understood that since that person did not show up, he was either afraid of the Zheng family's forces, or there was a last resort.

The Zheng family was really annoyed and angry, fighting to the death, and they couldn't please a group of them.

Therefore, knowing that the Zheng family and the blue-blooded people were a little dirty, they could only let it go. After all, the four major families are not something that these little shrimps and small fish can shake.

Zhou Yang's lips moved, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. Today's incident made him understand that in this world, only strength is the foundation that determines everything!

If it were an ordinary martial arts cultivator, if he encountered collusion with the blue-blooded people, he would have been torn apart by everyone a long time ago. However, in front of the behemoth of the Zheng family, even the Fang family of the first family of Anqing could only be silent, which made him deeply shocked.

Looking down at the child in her arms, she thought that the battle just now hit her very hard, and she should be frightened, but she didn't want this little girl to open a pair of clear big eyes and look at him without blinking, and she didn't mean to be afraid at all.

Calm!

It's so calm that it makes my heart go hairy.

A little girl of four or five years old, with such a pair of calm eyes, looks at such a bloody thing, after all, it makes people feel a little incredible.

However, it is no wonder that the child has such an emotion when he sees his mother brutally murdered by the murderer.

Zhou Yang secretly swore that even if he was just breaking the temple now, he would find a way to take good care of this girl. Try to let this girl enjoy the warmth of the world and get out of this shadow.

The two people who share the same illness are like an invisible thread that links their fates and creates an indescribable emotion between them.

"Thank you, big brother. The little girl smiled, and her immature voice sounded in Zhou Yang's ears. Under this smile, the beauty of the mountains and flowers that can't be covered makes Zhou Yang feel a little better.

However, with a mere smile, the little girl was once again immersed in a sense of calm.

"Hey, this kid ......"

Zhou Yang sighed, turned his head to look at Fang Dazhi, Du Yuan and the others, and happened to see them looking over.

Fang Dazhi was full of joy, this Zhou Yang killed the black-clothed warrior, which was equivalent to fighting for the face of the Fang family in Anqing. In the family, sometimes the battle for face is often more brutal than the real battle.

When Fang Dazhi came, as the young master of the Fang family, he thought that this matter would be easily resolved. Fortunately, Zhou Yang's adventure came out, and he vented the anger in his heart, so he riskily maintained his face, so that the huge identity gap between the two was attracted a lot after this battle.

As for cultivation and combat effectiveness, there was nothing special in Fang Dazhi's eyes. With the children of the great family, the battle scenes they have seen are much more than this situation. Moreover, Fang Dazhi was killed in the sea of blood, and he was used to seeing it for a long time.

And Du Yuan felt that Zhou Yang couldn't speak, but he didn't expect Zhou Yang to resume his cultivation quietly.

He thought he was a waste, although his cultivation was only the second level of qi refining, which was a little worse than himself, but his combat power was not slightly weaker than himself.

Especially the Eight Slashes of the Dragon that was also taught by the Qinglong Palace, he was still complacent, thinking that if he reached Xiaocheng, he would soon reach the realm of Dacheng, and he didn't want Zhou Yang to reach the realm of Dacheng a long time ago, and he was very skilled in using it, and his power far exceeded his own, which made him a little unable to let go.

However, Zhou Yang's bloody nature made him, who had always been cold and silent, feel close.

It seems that he has to get acquainted with this Zhou Yang who has always only known his cultivation, Du Yuan thought in his heart.

Zhou Yang looked at the two, walked up to them, and said earnestly: "Thank you!"

"If it weren't for you today, this little girl's revenge would not have been avenged. I ......"

Fang Dazhi stretched out his hand, laughed, and said heartily: "Don't mind, if you don't dislike it, just call me Dazhi, I know you, Zhou Yang." At the age of twelve, he entered the threshold of martial arts and practiced martial arts in the Qinglong Palace. In one year, he rose to the third level in a row, reaching the third layer of gas refining, and was known as the first day of Anqing. Another year to reach the Qi Acceptance Realm, a few months earlier than me. However, due to unknown reasons, his cultivation was stagnant and fell to the first level of qi refining. Right?"

"How do you know in such detail?"

"Hehe, don't you know that every great family head has a file of outstanding disciples from all over the world on his desk. I also secretly saw it on my father's desk, hehehehe......"

So it was, but it scared Zhou Yang a lot.

Fang Dazhi seemed to understand that his big mouth made Zhou Yang feel a little depressed, and said loudly: "However, don't worry, it won't be spread randomly, we just collected it as a reference, well, a reference!"

After a pause, he continued, "Congratulations, you have recovered your cultivation, and your combat effectiveness is extraordinary. ”

Smiling, Zhou Yang looked at the two teenagers who were worth befriending, and said happily: "I have made up your two friends, but I have to go back to deal with some things today, and we will meet again another day." ”