"Ahh He looked around in a panic and found that there was no vision, and a hanging heart finally slowly relaxed. His clothes were shabby, but surprisingly clean. The waist-length hair is also very smooth. It's the cleanest beggar in the world.

The young man's name is Han Liang, and his parents are the head of the Han family who used to dominate one side, but when he was nine years old, the family was suddenly attacked by the insidious Dongfang family and the Yuan family, which were incompatible with the Han family, and his parents protected him but were killed on the spot in front of him, blood splashed all over his face, and in that warm and sweet taste, he somehow fainted. When he woke up, he only found that he was facing a mountain of corpses, and the corners of his clothes were slowly dripping with unknown blood, and the feeling of blood stickiness was deeply imprinted in his mind. So far, he has not figured out how he survived, and why the Dongfang family and the Yuan family didn't kill him later.

What about surviving?

The Qi family thought that he was a martial arts wizard and wanted to quietly collect it from the family to cultivate, but he was tested by the spirit pillar, but it was just a waste spirit root! After the Qi family learned the news, they decided to expel him without hesitation. The one who accepted him into the Qi family was even more annoyed and angry, and he was crippled and thrown into the street, leaving him to fend for himself. Now he can be described as a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats.

The cold is also resigned to fate. He rubbed his eyes, looked up at the rising sun, and slowly got up from a pile of rags, intending to go to Nancheng to beg.

He curled up like a cat and snuck from the corner to the market. Along the way, he bent as close to the wall as he could, hiding in the shadows behind the wall and silently, and almost no one noticed him. Almost, of course.

"Yo!" a sharp male voice made Han Liang stunned. Then he quickened his pace, eager to fly out of the bazaar with long wings.

"Huh. A hand with long nails slapped the cold back hard, and then, this hand pulled up the cold hair, forcing him to look at him, "Isn't this the little master of the Han family?" ”

The palm almost made the cold slap vomit blood, and the pulling sensation on the scalp made a nameless anger rise in his heart, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to swallow his anger and show a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Yuan ····· Young Master Yuan, hello, why did you get up so early. ”

The young man who shot cold was Yuan Ming, the youngest young master of the Yuan family, who was born in the same year and month as Han Liang, and was also the most cold-oriented person in the Yuan family. There is already a double cultivation of refining the body.

The most basic cultivation realms in the cultivation path are: the body refining period, the qi refining period, and the spirit refining period.

And in this Baihe Town, the highest cultivation is the double level of refining gods, that is, the ancestor of the Yuan family, which is also one of the reasons why the Han family was wiped out in the first place.

"You're a cold dog, isn't it normal for me to wake up?" Yuan Ming's face flashed with displeasure.

Han Liang was helpless, why were the Yuan family he met so narrow-minded?

Seeing that Han Liang was silent, Yuan Ming was even unhappy in his heart, although he didn't know why. "You still can't let go of your young master's shelf? Young Master Ben is in a good mood today, and I also bring you good news, do you want to hear it?"

As the sun rises, so do the crowds at the bazaar. People came and went to take a few curious glances at this scene, which also attracted many onlookers.

The corner of Yuan Ming's eyes swept over the crowd of onlookers, staring at the cold and somewhat panicked handsome face with a hint of playfulness.

Han Liang's heart tightened, and Yuan Ming was going to humiliate him again. Watching the onlookers gather more and more, the nameless pleasure in Yuan Ming's heart swelled more and more.

"Now," Yuan Ming said after a while, "you acquiesced." Then you heard me clearly. If you can kneel and beg me now, I will let my father take you into the clan. When the time comes, I will let you be a handyman in the clan, and you will not have to worry about eating and drinking. ”

A burst of laughter erupted in the crowd, all waiting to see the ugly appearance of the once unattainable young master of the Han family.

The anger in Hanliang's heart is getting stronger and stronger, fuck Yuan Ming, if his family is not destroyed, it will be his turn to fart!

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

Han Liang looked at the gloating faces around him, and he couldn't help but mock himself in his heart.

Coward!

Why did he bow his head to this thing in front of him that was once inferior to himself? He is the young master of the Han family, even if the Han family is no longer here, he is still a young master!

What's the point of living a life worse than a pig or a dog?!

At that moment, a sense of arrogance that was deeply pressed in his heart suddenly rose in his heart. Han Liang straightened his waist suddenly, his face returned to his previous indifference, and he looked at Yuan Ming, who was one inch shorter than him, in front of him with disdain: "You, you are not qualified enough." ”

Yuan Ming was stunned for a while, as if he had returned to the past, the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of him was the object of his jealousy, and the deep elders were fortunate and a little weak-hearted. But soon he came back to his senses and laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight. "Hahahaha, you... You don't think you're the young master of the Han family, do you? Hahahaha········"

Laughter erupted all around.

"Is this kid still dreaming? ”

"Cut, garbage, how dare you say such a thing. ”

"What qualifications does he have to say that Yuan Shao is not qualified?"

"This, I think I'm superior, it's annoying. ”

In the face of these people's ridicule, the determination in Hanliang's eyes became even more obvious.

Seeing the change in Han Liang's eyes, Yuan Ming sneered. The strong man who followed him stared at the cold with his eyes like snakes and scorpions, and there was a little more pity in his eyes.

"Call me!" Yuan Ming finally glanced coldly and turned to leave.

The two strong men put away the pity in their eyes, and the hungry tiger pounced on the cold.

"Bang!" "Bang" "Bang!"

Han Liang gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, blood spilling out of the corners of his mouth. Kicked around in the crowd like a juju.

Fortunately, these two strong men are just mortals, they have not cultivated, and they have some mercy for the cold.

"Oh, yes. Don't beat him to death, I'm going to play slowly in the future. Yuan Ming walked a few steps, turned around and showed an incomparably bright smile at the coldness of his gray face. He's not bad-looking, and this smile makes him look harmless. "As long as you can't die, you will fight to death. ”

"Poof!" Cold, his chest ached, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

When the two big men saw that the people under their feet were silent, they retracted their feet and turned around and walked towards the big Yuanjiabao in the distance.

When the people who came and went saw that the good show had stopped, they all dispersed, and no one cared about the young man lying on the street who was dead or alive, after all, they were still in a hurry to do business.