"Humph!"

Qiao Yuan snorted coldly and shook Yang Xinmei away.

Although when he was seriously injured before, this woman sent someone to assassinate her, but now that she is in the Yang family after all, it is not good for him to kill here.

"Aunt Yun, let's go. ”

Qiao Yuan glanced coldly at the young woman and Qi Lingfei, gave them a warning look, and then turned to Liang Yun and whispered.

After speaking, the two walked forward without looking back, but Yang Xinmei showed resentment in her eyes, pulled the corner of the young woman's skirt and said sharply.

"Mother, you killed him for me, kill him......"

"Xinmei!"

The young woman frowned, hurriedly scolded Yang Xinmei, and then forcibly took her out of this place.

Qiao Yuan's warning eyes just now made her feel terrified, she believed that even if she used her full strength, she might not be Qiao Yuan's opponent.

In this case, it is necessary to clarify the matter first, and then take a long-term view.

This little episode did not make Qiao Yuan take it to heart, but the servants and maids who came and went around clearly saw that scene.

They all looked puzzled and inquired about Qiao Yuan's origin, and at the same time cast their eyes on him with some sympathy.

"Qiao Yuan, be careful, Yang Xinmei's mother and son are both people who will repay her, and I am afraid that this matter will not be resigned. ”

After walking a distance, Liang Yun showed a worried look in his eyes and couldn't help but remind.

When Qiao Yuan investigated Yang Jian's matter before, he had learned about the mother and son.

Yang Xinmei's mother is called Xu Xin, a young lady of the Xu family, her father is a Jindan Dzogchen monk, and her mother is a Jindan mid-stage monk.

With these two protections, Xu Xin has been pampered since she was a child, rude and domineering, and Yang Xinmei's temperament is not much different, but Xu Xin is more stable and will not be as reckless as Yang Xinmei.

It is said that the appearance of fakes in the Yang family's store has nothing to do with Xu Xin, and Liang Yun was forced to marry Qi Sihai, and she also contributed to the troubles behind her.

"Aunt Yun, don't worry, I'm free to measure. ”

Qiao Yuantou gave Liang Yun a reassuring smile and said softly.

Saying that, the two of them walked to a solemn hall, and there was a plaque hanging on the door of the hall, which read the three big characters of the cultivation hall.

This cultivation hall has a spirit gathering formation, which is the place where the children of the Yang family usually practice, and it is noon at this moment, which is the cultivation time stipulated by the Yang family, and Xiaohu is here.

The two walked to the gate of the cultivation hall, but before they entered, they saw a white-haired old man step forward, blocking the way of the two, and said lightly.

"At this moment, it is cultivation time, and idle people are not allowed to enter. ”

The white-haired old man was only cultivating in the early stage of foundation building, but his nose and eyes were upturned to the sky, and he didn't put Liang Yun and Qiao Yuan in his eyes at all.

"Third grandfather, the junior is Yang Xiaohu's mother, and I came here to take him back. ”

Liang Yun didn't mind the old man's appearance of no one in his eyes, and respectfully gave a junior salute and said softly.

"Yang Xiaohu's mother, you are Liang Yun, hmph, now that Yang Xiaohu is no longer raised by you, where are you still from, where are you going, don't disturb the old man's cultivation. ”

The white-haired old man lowered his chin slightly, glanced at Liang Yun, and said in a slightly cold voice, ignoring it after speaking, and walked directly towards a futon at the entrance of the hall.

"Huh, why aren't you leaving?"

The white-haired old man walked to the futon and was about to sit down, but when he saw Liang Yun and Qiao Yuan motionless, he frowned and scolded.

Qiao Yuan saw that Liang Yun called him "Third Grandfather" and respected him as an elder, so he did not use his power to suppress people, and said softly.

"Aunt Yun is Xiaohu's biological mother, and it is natural to come and take him away. ”

"Who are you?"

The white-haired old man naturally saw Qiao Yuan's cultivation in the later stage of the foundation, but he relied on his high seniority, so he didn't put him in his eyes at all, and asked in a deep voice.

"Below is Liang Yun's cousin and Yang Xiaohu's cousin. ”

Qiao Yuan frowned slightly, and replied.

When Liang Yun heard these words, a warmth swelled up in her heart, and she turned her head and cast a gentle look at him.

"Cousin, how come the old man has never heard of it?"

The white-haired old man showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, turned his head to look at Liang Yun and asked.

"If you haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, Aunt Yun, let's go. ”

Qiao Yuan's attitude towards the old man was really disliked, and there was a sense of impatience in his heart, and he said coldly.

After speaking, he didn't even look at the white-haired old man, and walked directly towards the cultivation hall.

"Presumptuous, you dare to trespass into the cultivation hall, but you know that this is a big crime. ”

The white-haired old man saw that Qiao Yuan was about to break through, and the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building immediately spread, directly blocking him and shouting.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qiao Yuan's mouth, and secretly said that this old man has been cultivating for a long time, and his brain has been cultivated, so he can't see that there are three people here, and his cultivation is the lowest?

Too lazy to talk nonsense, Qiao Yuan directly raised his hand and knocked on the old man's shoulder, knocking him unconscious.

"Qiao Yuan, this ......"

Liang Yun grew up in the Xiuxian family since he was a child, although he also knew that the strong in the cultivation realm were respected, but the etiquette of respecting the elders in the family would not be less.

Although this old man's cultivation is low, his seniority is extremely high, and everyone in the Yang family respects him, including the Jindan monks of the Yang family, and they must also treat him with courtesy.

"Don't worry, he's just fainted, and he'll wake up in a moment. ”

Qiao Yuan showed a smile and said lightly.

Saying that, the two of them have already entered the cultivation hall, and there are many quiet rooms in this cultivation hall, and as long as the doors of those quiet rooms are closed, it means that there are people.

Qiao Yuan swept it with his divine sense, and found the quiet room where Xiaohu was.

With a creak, the door of the quiet room was pushed open, and Liang Yun saw Xiaohu sitting cross-legged on the futon, and immediately shed tears of excitement.

"Little Tiger. ”

Xiaohu immediately opened his eyes and saw Liang Yun and Qiao Yuan walking in, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"Mother, big brother. ”

Liang Yun had a bright smile on her face, and hurriedly greeted her and hugged Xiaohu.

Qiao Yuan also stepped forward and touched Xiaohu's head, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of relief.

For some reason, seeing their mother and son reunited, he felt a sense of loneliness in his heart, thinking about who his mother was and whether he was still alive in the world.

"Aunt Yun, take me to see the Yang family patriarch. ”

After a moment of melancholy, Qiao Yuan put away his thoughts and said softly.

"See the patriarch, let's leave Jiang Qicheng quickly. ”

Liang Yun shook his head and said urgently.

Since she understood her true intentions, Liang Yun has made a decision, even if she becomes a down-and-out casual cultivator in the future, she does not want to be separated from Xiaohu.

Qiao Yuan sighed secretly, he came here to encourage Liang Yun to take Xiaohu away, not to let them be down-and-out cultivators, but to negotiate with the Yang family patriarch and let Liang Yun take Xiaohu back to the Liang family.

After thinking about it, Qiao Yuan was about to speak, but he frowned and turned to look out of the door.

A strong coercion quickly pressed, and Qiao Yuan was not affected by half a point, but Liang Yun's mother and son trembled.

A cold light flashed in Qiao Yuan's eyes, and he waved his hand to block the coercion for them, and took Liang Yun's wrist and walked towards the outside of the cultivation hall.

At this moment, there were four people standing at the door of the cultivation hall, and at the front was a middle-aged scribe in his forties, who looked polite, but his face was covered with a layer of frost, and that powerful coercion was exuded by this person.

The three people standing behind the middle-aged scribe were Yang Xinmei's mother and son and Qi Lingfei, who had just clashed with Qiao Yuan.

"Your Excellency broke your heart, and you dared to break into my Yang family's cultivation hall, it's really bold. ”

The middle-aged scribe saw that Qiao Yuan only had cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, but under the pressure of the early stage of Jindan, he was not affected in the slightest, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

Qiao Yuan knew that there were two Jindan monks in the Yang family in Jiang Qicheng, one was Yang Zhimo in the early stage of Jindan, and the other was Yang Zhixing, the head of the Yang family in the Jindan Great Perfection.

Seeing that this middle-aged scribe was a Jindan early stage cultivator, Qiao Yuan confirmed his identity and said lightly.

"Didn't Yang Daoyou ask about the ins and outs of the matter, but it can be seen that the little girl made the first move, and then gave some lessons, in addition, we entered the cultivation hall just to take Yang Xiaohu away, and did not disturb others' cultivation. ”

"Sixth uncle, Xinmei's hands are broken, you have to avenge Xinmei. ”

Yang Zhimo saw that Qiao Yuan looked fearless and was thinking carefully, but Yang Xinmei grabbed his sleeve with an aggrieved face, raised her hand and touched a handful of tears, and said with great grievance.

When Yang Zhimo saw her appearance, his face showed an unbearable look, and then he didn't bother to think about it anymore, and looked at Qiao Yuan and said coldly.

"Hmph, no matter what the reason, Your Excellency shouldn't bully the small with the big and be so heavy-handed. ”

As a monk of the Jindan period, if he is also afraid of the monks of the foundation building period, it will not lose the dignity of the monks of the Jindan period, not to mention that this is still the Yang family.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhimo directly flipped his hands and pinched out a trick to hit Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help but sneer, if everyone thought like him, wouldn't the Qi Refining Cultivators be able to ride on the heads of the high-level cultivators.

Moreover, Yang Xinmei only broke one hand, but he said that he was a heavy hand, I am afraid that if he changed to another Jindan monk, Yang Xinmei would have been slapped to death by a slap.

Qiao Yuan asked Liang Yun to step back a little, and with a flip of his right hand, the Fengyuan Sword appeared in his hand, slashing directly towards Yang Zhimo in the air.

A silver sword light flew out, crushing the spell he cast, and then flew towards Yang Zhimo without slowing down.

"Hurry back. ”

Yang Zhimo saw the power of the sword light, and hurriedly shouted, slapped the storage bag, and took out an inkstone to block it in front of him.

"Stop!"

The sword light was blocked by the inkstone, and Yang Zhimo was about to continue casting spells, but he heard a loud shout in the distance.

Qiao Yuan looked up into the distance, only to see a blue-robed old man with a fairy wind and bones coming from the wind.

"I don't know who your friend is, why did you come to my Yang family to fight?"

The old man in the blue robe had white hair and white beard, but the skin on his face was as moist and delicate as a baby, he waved his sleeves and stood in front of Yang Zhimo, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly.

"It's Liang Yun's cousin below, and I'm here just to take her back to the Liang family, not to have any conflict with fellow Daoists.

The blue-robed old man was dressed in Jindan Great Perfection cultivation, and there was no doubt that Yang Zhixing, the patriarch of the Yang family, Qiao Yuan saw that he had a gentle attitude, so he also showed a smile, and said with his fists clenched.

"Patriarch, he's talking nonsense, he's not that woman's cousin at all, he's ......"

Yang Zhixing hadn't replied yet, but she heard Yang Xinmei's sharp and urgent voice behind her, but before she could finish speaking, she was pulled hard by Xu Xin and stopped her words.