Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

The two found a teahouse nearby.

Pour on the tea.

Sun Xiaokong then told about the origin of the copper pot.

It's just that there are deletions, deletions, and deletions in the middle, and some changes have been made appropriately. The details of the Liu family have been hidden, and the rest are pretty much the same.

Song Qingya listened carefully, sometimes nodding in response, and sometimes inserting a few words for questioning.

I also heard a few illogical doubts in my heart, but I didn't go into it deeply. After all, most people will add their own opinions intentionally or unintentionally when describing what they have seen and heard.

This is normal.

"Oh, so that's how it is... So the Yang family has been eyeing that broken copper pot from the very beginning..." Song Qingya murmured thoughtfully.

"But what do they want the copper pot for?"

"Or, what are they planning to collect these taboo-related things?"

Song Qingya frowned Liu Ye's eyebrows inadvertently, which was completely different from the usual sunny girlish posture.

Now that Sun Xiaokong had finished speaking, he didn't bother again.

Also standing quietly aside, thinking about the things that happened after coming to the imperial city.

It also includes the unusually weird attitude of the Liu family of the royal family.

It stands to reason that if a dignified prince is killed in his own imperial city, the royal family must be furious, arresting the murderer and maintaining the imperial prestige are all normal actions.

It is not too much to even pursue it to the end.

But now a day and a night have passed, and the royal family has remained silent.

If it's just that, it's definitely not possible.

The only explanation is that the other party has other plans, and it is not the time to do it yet...

"Hey, isn't this Brother Sun? I'm here today to have a tryst with Miss Qingya, hahaha..."

Suddenly, a discordant laughter interrupted Sun Xiaokong and Song Qingya's thousands of thoughts at the same time.

The two turned their heads and followed the prestige, only to find that the person who came was Yang Yao from the Yang family.

"Yang Yao, stop talking nonsense here, believe it or not, Miss Ben will tear your mouth apart!" Song Qingya said angrily.

"Oh? It's so powerful, then you can try it..." Yang Yao casually threw away the folding fan in his hand, and smiled provocatively.

"You're courting death!" Song Qingya slapped the table and stood up, frightened and squeezed out a cold long sword with her jade hand, stepped forward and stabbed Yang Yao's throat.

It was only then that Sun Xiaokong discovered that Song Qingya also had a fairly strong Cultivation Base, at least at the level of 3000 Tongtian.

But compared to Yang Yao, who is worthy of the name, the evildoer of the Yang family is still a lot worse. On Realm, it seems to be only one level behind, but the combat power is a few levels down.

Therefore, Yang Yao easily blocked Song Qingya's fatal blow with just one lift of the folding fan.

"Miss Qingya, it seems that your ability is not enough, it's almost enough to let Song Qingliu do it!"

He sneered, and then the aura around him suddenly shook, and he sent Song Qingya flying away, causing the latter to retreat dozens of steps in a row before he managed to regain control of his figure with the help of the long sword in his hand.

"Because you're a girl, I don't want to be too embarrassing, so as not to make things worse in the future, hahaha..." Yang Yao laughed disdainfully.

"You!" Song Qingya's anger grew again, and she wanted to raise her sword again, but half step spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as she left, and her breath was instantly sluggish.

In the distance, Song Ziyu, who was looking at this side, turned pale with shock, and hurriedly ordered the attendant beside him, "Quick! Go back and call someone!"

"Hurry up! Call more people!"

Although he has a snobbish eye and a thick skin, when it comes to the interests of the family, he can definitely distinguish right from wrong.

Immediately, he dodged forward and rushed forward, protecting Song Qingya behind him, timid in his heart but never backed down, gritted his teeth and confronted the Demon King.

Sun Xiaokong raised his eyebrows, but he had a new view on Song Ziyu, "A bit courageous, but not much..."

I saw him flicking his wrist, and the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle flew out from his ear, turning into an iron rod of Qimeishen, which was held in his hand.

"Protect her and leave it to me."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Xiaokong stepped on the ground suddenly, and shot out like an arrow off the string, attacking Yang Yao.

The iron rod went straight to the forehead.

Yang Yao didn't dare to be careless, Cultivation Base climbed to the highest in an instant, mobilized the Spirit Power of the whole body to turn it into the strongest blow, advancing instead of retreating.

He also wanted to try, the gap between himself and the opponent.

"boom!"

Between the lightning and the flint, the two clashed, and the energy poured out.

But the imaginable stalemate of confrontation at the same level did not appear. Instead, Yang Yao was defeated after a face-to-face encounter. He groaned and coughed up blood.

"Get up, young master!"

Sun Xiaokong took advantage of the situation and turned over on his side, the god iron rod slashed down, smashing his head.

At this time, Yang Yao was powerless to resist, and hurriedly shouted: "Huai Elder! Take this opportunity to deal with him!"

"whoosh"

A Daoist shadow came from the sky, flipped his hands and turned his palms, and gave Sun Xiaokong a blow to the head.

There was another loud bang.

Ruyi Scepter's Dinghai Needle was thrown out of his hand, and Sun Xiaokong was also shocked to turn over several somersaults. After landing, his legs plowed a half-foot-deep groove.

"Yang Yao, you are despicable!" Song Qingya shouted.

"In the confrontation between peers, what is your intention to call an Elder to attack!"

Yang Yao snorted coldly, and didn't say anything, anyway, his purpose of coming here today is to completely solve the trouble in front of him, and avenge the loss of money at the auction.

"Damn it, you hired a helper from the peak of Tenglong and plotted against him, you bastard really thinks highly of me..." Sun Xiaokong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, cursing.

In fact, Yang Yao originally wanted to find a thug in the Taoist formation, but due to the complicated situation, the clan did not allow it, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

"Soldiers never tire of cheating, the winner is the king. The purpose of my young master's trip today is to kill you thoroughly, so as to prevent future troubles!"

"Tch, if you can find someone, why can't I find someone... Let me tell you, no one in this world is as tough as my Master..." Sun Xiaokong said disdainfully.

However, upon hearing this, Yang Yao showed a strange smile.

"Do you think your Master can come to save you at this time?"

"Why not?" Sun Xiaokong asked back.

"Hmph, to tell you the truth, your Master has been restrained by the joint ancestors of my Yang family, even if you shout your throat, you won't be able to come!"

"What the hell? Why are you shouting... breaking your throat?"

"..." Yang Yao choked, and his anger rose again, "I don't have the time to joke with you! If you don't believe me, just call and try."

Sun Xiaokong let out a muffled "Oh", then raised his head and shouted: "Master save me!"

"What's the matter, apprentice?" Huo San appeared immediately.

Yang Yao petrified on the spot.

"You...how did you escape? Could it be that the five uncles failed to find you?"

"Oh, you said they are all here."

Seeing that Huo San raised his hand and swiped Shattering Void, five bloody heads rolled down.

It is the five big names of the Yang family who have been famous for a long time.

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