Traveling through Uncle Xiao Yan, I got the Erlang Shen template

Chapter 8 Threats come at a price
"Uncle, you..."

Xiao Yan was a little confused. He didn't expect that his uncle would help him make this so-called three-year agreement.

"Xiao Yan, you must remember that a man's dignity is earned through fighting. Or are you afraid?"

Yang Chen's sword-like brows sank slightly, causing Xiao Yan's expression to become serious. With a bit of a young man's unwillingness to admit defeat, he quickly replied.

"No, three years is three years. Back then, I, Xiao Yan, was able to break through to the Fighter level at the age of twelve. In three years, I, Xiao Yan, can also surpass you, Nalan Yanran!"

However, Xiao Yan did not notice that when he said this, a smile flashed in Yang Chen's eyes. Instead, Yao Lao, who was hiding in the storage ring, looked at his future disciple who was tricked and couldn't help but sigh.

But when he thought that he had already boarded the other party's pirate ship and become their accomplice, a cunning smile flashed in Yao Lao's eyes.

"Boy, your uncle asked me to treat you well. Don't worry, your master will love you well, hehe!"

Not sure if he sensed something, Xiao Yan felt a chill rising on his back, which made him shiver.

"That's right, this is what a descendant of the Yang family should be like. As for being a slave, that's not necessary. Xiao Yan won, so the marriage should naturally be decided by Xiao Yan."

Yang Chen first praised with a smile, and then said to Nalan Yanran.

"it is good!"

After hesitating for a moment, Nalan Yanran saw that Xiao Yan had no reaction, so she did not insist and nodded slightly in response.

But at this moment, Mo Li, the male disciple of the Yunlan Sect who had been standing beside Nalan Yanran without saying a word, could no longer stand when he saw this.

In Mo Li's heart, Nalan Yanran has always been regarded as his prey. As long as he can capture the young master of the Yunlan Sect, then after Yun Yun passes the throne to Nalan Yanran, he will be able to take control of the entire Yunlan Sect.

Including this time, Nalan Yanran impulsively came to cancel the engagement, and Mo Li interfered with it, with the purpose of eliminating all his opponents.

Xiao Yan, Mo Li made a special effort to learn more about him after knowing that Nalan Yanran was engaged. He was once a genius, and his talent was even better than Nalan Yanran's.

Although three years ago, for some unknown reason, his talent suddenly disappeared overnight, and his fighting spirit directly regressed to the third stage of fighting spirit, and there has been no progress in three years.

But Mo Li was still uneasy, worrying that if one day Xiao Yan's talent suddenly recovered, judging by the talent he had shown before, even if he could not surpass Nalan Yanran, he would definitely be able to catch up with her. At that time, would he have a chance?

Therefore, Mo Li could not sit idly by and watch Nalan Yanran fail in her attempt to break off the engagement. He had to make sure that Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan completely broke off their engagement.

As for Yang Chen, although he is quite powerful and his origin is quite mysterious, he, Mo Li, is a direct descendant of the Mo family in Yancheng, Northwest China, and has the support of Yun Leng, the great elder of the Yunlan Sect. Naturally, he is not afraid of Yang Chen.

Seeing that Nalan Yanran was actually persuaded, Mo Li naturally could not stand still and spoke directly.

"Junior Sister Yanran, don't believe his lies. Don't forget the Great Elder's instructions before you left. If you don't cancel the engagement, your position as Young Sect Leader will be in jeopardy!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Li didn't even look at Nalan Yanran, who looked a little annoyed. He pointed at Yang Chen and spoke in a cold voice.

"Although you are quite powerful, this matter is between our Yunlan Sect and the Xiao family. It is best for you not to interfere. Otherwise, our Yunlan Sect will not be easily provoked!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice became deeper. It was a pity that not many people understood his temper. Otherwise, Ge Ye, who was beside Mo Li, would have pulled Nalan Yanran aside by now.

“If you want to understand it this way, it’s not impossible…” Before Mo Li finished speaking, he saw a flash of silver light in front of Yang Chen. The black folding fan that he had been holding in his hand suddenly turned into a three-pointed, two-edged spear that flashed with silver cold light.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The next moment, with the force of his wrist, the three-pointed, two-edged spear turned rapidly in Yang Chen's hand, making a series of sharp wind-breaking sounds, and directly pierced into Mo Li's heart, leaving Mo Li's subsequent words in his heart forever.

Ge Ye, who was standing aside, looked at Mo Li who was lifted up by the spear tip with horror. Then, he looked at the profile of Yang Chen who stretched out his hand to grab the end of the spear and lifted Mo Li up with one hand. He felt that his heart almost stopped beating.

"Yang Chen, when have you ever been threatened by anyone?"

Yang Chen never opened his eyes to look at Mo Li even once from beginning to end. Even when he drew his gun, he was facing sideways towards Mo Li.

"you you……"

Mo Li pointed at Yang Chen, wanting to say something, but he no longer had the strength to express the fear and shock in his heart.

"call out!"

"Oh!"

"Ding!"

Yang Chen turned his wrist and directly threw Mo Li, who was stuck on the tip of the spear, out. It fell to the ground with a dull sound. Then he slammed the three-pointed, two-edged spear into the ground, leaving behind a crisp sound that echoed in the hall.

"Threats come at a price!"

As he spoke, Yang Chen's gaze swept over Ge Ye, frightening Ge Ye so much that he quickly bowed his head and clasped his fists in a salute. As for revenge for Mo Li, he was so weak, so he decided to forget it.

What's more, Mo Li is just a fighter, but he dared to threaten a strong man who is very likely to have reached the level of Fighting King. He is just seeking his own death. Who can he blame?

Inside the hall, everyone in the Xiao family stared at Yang Chen in shock. They had never imagined that their uncle Xiao Yan would be so bold as to kill a disciple of the Yunlan Sect directly.

Xiao Zhan was also a little uneasy, worried that this would bring revenge from the Yunlan Sect. He opened his mouth several times but didn't say anything.

"Hmph, don't worry. I will explain today's matter to Yun Yun in the future. It has nothing to do with your Xiao family!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan's expression, Yang Chen couldn't help but sneer. He ignored Xiao Zhan and came to Xiao Yan. He put away the three-pointed, two-edged spear, turned it into a black folding fan again, held it in his hand, smiled, patted Xiao Yan's shoulder and said.

"I'll come to see you again after a while."

Yang Chen was not in a hurry to give the gift he had originally prepared to Xiao Yan. Instead, he planned to exchange it for the beast fire as a gift to Xiao Yan for breaking through to the Fighter level.

After saying that, Yang Chen ignored everyone else and walked straight out of the hall. However, when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Xiao Xun'er who was sitting there quietly. He smiled gently, took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to her.

"Consider this my gift to you. I hope you don't mind."

After Yang Chen left, Xiao Xun'er finally reacted, her face instantly turning crimson, which was quite charming.

(End of this chapter)