Chapter 3

As the eldest disciple of Tianji sect, Yang Qiu killed not a thousand but also 800 people before the liberation of the army.

The killing and cutting disputes in the cultivation world are not a family. In order to compete for spiritual channels, cultivate resources, or even a millennium herb, it is possible to kill and win treasures. This dispute in the secular world is nothing to Yang Qiu.

Yang Mingsheng dared not speak, but Yang Ziteng behind him took a step forward and slapped Yang Qiu in the face.

"Waste snacks, you... Die!"

A cold cut-off, with a strong murderous spirit, rang through the whole hall:

"Get out!"

As soon as Yang Ziteng could wave his hand, a scream came out of his mouth.

No one saw how Yang Qiu shot. People in the hall saw Yang Ziteng's body fly out straight, crash into the door, tilt his head and faint.

"Zi Teng! My child, kill, help! "

Yang Ziteng's mother, the woman in cheongsam, suddenly gave a heartrending dry howl and jumped on Yang Ziteng.

Yang Shixiong was dumbfounded. Everyone was dumbfounded. Only Yang Hanchen's eyes flashed two shocked and gratified eyes.

Young master, you have finally become tough, but how can you be so strong overnight?

Everyone looked at the scene in shock and lost their voice.

"Shut up!"

Yang Qiu's indifferent voice did not bring any emotion. The temperature in the hall suddenly fell to zero. Even the cheongsam woman who jumped on Yang Ziteng and howled dared not make a sound.

Yang Qiu glanced around everyone, blinked and said faintly:

"I'm calling you here today to tell you that I'm leaving this shit Yang family. The old man's will is invalid now. You can divide the money as you like. From now on, the Yang family has nothing to do with me. Well, you can go away. Remember, who will provoke me, that's one word - death!! "

The cold voice, the ruthless breath, and the decisive word made the eyes of all the Yang family dull. They never thought that waste Yang Qiu would have such a domineering day, even worse than when the old man was alive.

Yang Mingsheng was too frightened to speak at all, but Yang Shixiong looked at Yang Qiu with a grim look. After a long time, he snorted coldly, looked at the silent Yang Mingshan and said:

"Old seven, you have a good son. You have a deep mind!"

Then he turned to look at Yang Qiu and said with great complexity:

"Yang Qiu, what you said is true?"

Yang Qiu didn't even have an interest in looking at him. She directly said to Yang Hanchen:

"Chen Bo, let's go!"

With that, he went straight out of the hall. Yang Hanchen shook his head, looked at everyone in the hall with great regret and said:

"Sooner or later, you will regret what you have done. I believe that this day will not be too far away!"

With that, he strode out, leaving a room full of numb people.

Yang Shixiong's eyes suddenly flashed two gloomy eyes.

In the backyard, Yang Hanchen stood respectfully in front of Yang Qiu, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Young master, do you really want to leave the Yang family?"

My young master has really changed. He has become so strong. Moreover, if you say no to such a large family property, what kind of courage is it?

How old is he? Twenty three.

Hundreds of billions of assets, let alone a 23-year-old young man, even himself, can never be so natural and unrestrained.

Just this courage, the Yang family is in his hands and will rise to a higher level in the future.

Unfortunately, these bastards of the Yang family drove such a good heir out of the house.

Yang Qiu took a slow look at his room, and then took a long breath. He had no nostalgia for the Yang family.

"Uncle Chen, I have decided. After I leave, you can go. I will continue to go to school. If you are willing to follow me, first find a place to live in Shanghai. I will find you for a year at most!"

"Hehe, I'm an old guy. Why do you live in the city? I'd better go back to my hometown in the countryside. Now that the young master has made a decision, I won't say anything. In the future, the young master can still use my old bone. Let's send a message. My life is given by the master. The young master is my little master. I'm afraid you'll wronged yourself! "

A touch of emotion flashed in Yang Qiu's eyes.

Chen Bo, if he hadn't been Chen Bo for so many years, he really didn't know how the waste survived.

In the future, treat the old man well for that guy.

Unfortunately, now I have nothing to rely on. Wait until I collect some resources and refine a furnace of pills to prolong life, so that the old man can increase his life by 180 years.

Seeing the firmness and gratitude in Yang Qiu's eyes, Yang Hanchen sighed in his heart:

"Young master, now that you have made a decision, let's go. After you go out, you must pay attention to safety. You used to rely on the Yang family, but now you are no longer the heir of the Yang family. But be careful! "

"Don't worry, Uncle Chen, no one can hurt me!"

Yang Qiu's words naturally show a strong self-confidence.

Although he has lost all his spiritual power, the force value he has is beyond the understanding of the secular world.

Unless you encounter a freak who is the same as yourself, but the probability of this kind of soldier is less than one in 100000!

When she left the Yang family, Yang Qiu didn't bring anything, even her clothes.

Out of the Yang family, Yang Qiu immediately left everything behind.

Now, the most important thing is to cultivate. At least, restore some spiritual power, and then look for some useful resources to restore the previous strength as much as possible.

The military solution is just the death of the body. If the soul is not dead, you can continue to practice and have the opportunity to return to Tianji sect.

However, the spirit of the secular world is so thin that it hurts. The only way is to find some spirit storage resources, such as Wannian beautiful jade, millennium jade crystal and so on.

But these things are extremely expensive in the secular world. He is penniless now unless he steals them.

Yang Qiu wouldn't do anything to be a thief. He soon thought of a way.

"Liu An, it's me. Who do you think I am? Come out right away. By the way, take all your private money. Come on, meet in the old place. "

Liu An is Yang Qiu's only friend. Who makes what kind of friends? Liu An is also a timid guy.

He and Yang Qiu are classmates of Shanghai University, known as the two wastes of Shanghai University.