C13

"Xiao Ba, get up. I am no longer the young mistress of the Xiao family. There is no need for you to be so courteous!" I have to thank you for your help today! "

His aunt smiled. Her tone was gentle, but her expression was calm. The Eighth Master stubbornly refused to get up, and looked at his aunt with sincerity: "In Xiao Ba's heart, Xiao Qingyi will always be my young miss. Without Young Master Qingdi, there would never be the current Xiao Ba!"

When Master Ba heard his aunt's words, he came to a realization. After Xiao Lang's matter had spread to the Misty Mountain Villa, the Eighth Master was not moved at all. It was clear that he would not offend the Situ Family just because of a single Xiao Lang.

However, just two hours ago, someone passed an order badge to the guards of the Villa and also sent a message to Eighth Master to save Xiao Lang. Eighth Master looked at the order badge and his eyes immediately widened. He brought him here at the fastest speed possible, if not Xiao Lang would already be dead!

Am I no longer the young mistress of the Xiao family?

Master Ba's heart tightened when he remembered the blood-red "Xiao" on the ancient order badge.

Xiao family?

Which Xiao family?

The young miss of the Xiao family, who could make such a strong expert of the Eighth Master kneel, could it be … The Xiao family with the Four Great Aristocratic Families?

However, it was clear that Aunt and Eighth Master did not want him to know too much. Aunt swept Master Ba with her eyes, and Eighth Master immediately turned his face sideways as he said in a solemn voice, "Little Scar, bring Xiao Lang back to the Villa first and help him recuperate from his injuries. If there's even the slightest problem with him, kill yourself!"

Master Ba's body froze, he immediately carried Xiao Lang and ran down the mountain. Aunt suddenly said: "Xiao Dao, you go with him, wait for Langer's wounds to be cleaned and bandaged, bring him back!"

Xiao Dao silently turned around and followed Master Ba. Only then did Eighth Master stand up and asked doubtfully, "Miss, Young Master's injuries are too severe. It would be better if you rest with me. It is more attractive to take care of …"

"It's okay, his life is very tough, he can even take more serious injuries. This is nothing!"

Aunt said lightly with an indifferent expression, as if she was talking about someone who was not important.

Eighth Master thought about Xiao Lang's body that was covered in scars, and sighed lightly. He was silent for a moment, then asked: "Young miss, why did you guys suffer like this, why haven't you returned to the clan for all these years? And miss, your leg... Sigh, you should return to the family immediately, the family will definitely cure you! "

Eighth Master was not too clear about what had happened that year. Although he had the surname Xiao, he was not a descendant of the Xiao family and did not belong to the core disciples. He only knew that the Xiao family had undergone a huge change back then. The old patriarch was trapped in Dragon Tiger Mountain, the young patriarch, Xiao Qingdi and his wife, had died.

If not for the appearance of the Xiao Family's Iron Blood Token and Xiao Qingyi, the Eighth Master would not have known that the person he admired so much was this young man, and was actually Xiao Qingdi's son, the Xiao Family's fallen Young Master!

Aunt waved her hand and said softly, "Don't ask about this, remember! Our whereabouts cannot be transmitted back to the Xiao family, so don't spread our identity as the Langer! I will have to trouble you to calm down regarding the Situ Family. Once Langer recovered, we will leave the Medicine King City! "If fate wills it, we shall meet again in the future!"

After saying that, his aunt controlled the wheelchair and headed down the mountain. The road was rough, but the wheelchair she was sitting on was as smooth as if it was flat land.

Eighth Master lifted the wine jar as he watched Xiao Qingyi leave. His brows tightly knitted, and his eyes constantly flashed. After a long while, he sighed heavily, and muttered puzzledly: "What happened all those years ago? Let the Old Master still be trapped in Dragon Tiger Mountain, and let Young Master Qingdi die in battle, and Miss Qingyi take Young Master Lang to travel far away, yet still refuse to return? "

The Eighth Master did not understand, and did not have the qualifications to understand. He did not dare to disobey Xiao Qingyi's wishes. Although he felt that it was a waste of Xiao Lang's talent not to return to the Xiao Family, he could still easily die. For example, if it wasn't for the fact that he was the hidden power of the Xiao family, who could save him?

How many geniuses were rising up like the sun? How many passed away like comets?

Eighth Master walked down the mountain with melancholy. His purple cape fluttered in the night wind, bringing along the wind with him.

That night …

On the Broken Head Ridge outside the Medicine King City, blood flew everywhere.

Accompanying the shocking battle was a Humble Class youth called Xiao Lang.

His name stirred the Medicine King City.

s were practically crippled, and more than half of the Warrior s had been defeated by the Villa Masters of the Misty Mountain Villa. How many years had it been since such an explosive event had happened?

Countless people were suspicious of the relationship between Xiao Lang and the Eighth Master. Countless people were guessing how furious Situ Xiaoxiong would become when he returned to be the strongest in the Medicine King City. Countless people were shocked by the Eighth Master's valiant strength, and countless people were also shocked by Xiao Lang's heaven defying talent.

A seventeen year old beginner warlord!

With such a large War Dynasty, how many years had it been since such a genius appeared? If Xiao Lang didn't die prematurely, he would have a large chance of awakening his divine soul at the age of eighteen, even if it was the lowest ranked spirit soul.

Countless of Humble Class Aristocratic Family Martial Cultivator s inside the Martial Academy were sighing. They never thought that there would be such a Peerless Genius hidden beside them, and some of them secretly sighed at Bu Xiaoman's eyesight. No wonder the arrogant Miss Bu looked up to him …

Bu Xiaoman, on the other hand, did not lament too much. Instead, he was extremely troubled.

At the same time, an angry and delicate shout came from one of the courtyards within the Liu Family: "Aunt Liu, let me out! Let me out! I want to see big brother! I want to see father!"

A silver-haired old lady shook her head helplessly outside the door and said softly, "Yaer, don't scream, this order was given by your Patriarch together with the Patriarch. You should just stay home obediently."

"Why me? What did I do wrong? What happened? " Madame Ya's surprised voice came from inside. In the past, even if she did something wrong, her father and brother would at most scold her a few times, but they had never done so!

"Yaer, you still don't understand?"

The silver-haired old woman sighed, "Eighth Master has gone too far this time. They will be furious when the Situ Family Master returns. Even though the three great families secretly fight with each other over the Situ Family of our Bu Family, they would immediately join hands when they encounter strong external enemies. In the past, the Eighth Master might not pose any threat to the three great families, but after tonight, the Eighth Master would become the enemy the three great families wanted to eliminate the later generations. Medicine King City... There is no need for a fourth powerful force! "

The Madame Ya became silent. Xiao Lang might not turn to the Eighth Master, but Xiao Lang had already branded her with the Misty Mountain Villa in everyone's eyes. It was no wonder that her father and brother, who had always ignored her matters, would simultaneously order for her to be confined!

At this critical moment, if Madame Ya continued to tangle with Xiao Lang, it would cause the latter to misunderstand. The same Bu Xiaoman had clearly been imprisoned because of this reason.

The three great families had joined forces!

She knew how powerful the hidden strength of the three great families was. If the three great families were to join hands this time, Eighth Master would definitely die, and the little man would definitely not end up in a good situation …

Xiao Lang's situation was indeed not very good!

He had to admit that his physique was terrifyingly strong. His body was pierced by the Xuan Artifact, he had lost so much blood, and he had not fainted for a long time. In the end, under the roar of the Eighth Master's Divine Soul Combat Arts Manic Lion, he fainted.

Although he had woken up, Xiao Lang still felt pain all over his body and felt dizzy. But all these years, he had gotten used to being injured!

Xiao Dao did not go to cultivate. Instead, he just sat beside Xiao Feng. When Xiao Feng saw that Xiao Feng had woken up, he grinned and affectionately called out, "Big brother!"

Xiao Lang swept a glance over and discovered that he was actually in his own courtyard in Cyan Ox Town. He asked with incomparable suspicion, "Why are you still here? Was it Eighth Master who sent me back? "

"Hehe, I was the one who carried you back from the Misty Mountain Villa!" Obviously, his aunt had instructed him. He scratched his head and said: "Brother, you rest first, when you are well, Aunt said we will leave the Medicine King City immediately!"

"You're leaving after your injuries have healed?"

Xiao Lang was startled. It was strange that his aunt and Xiao Dao did not escape yesterday. And now he was even swaggering around Green Ox Town waiting for him to recuperate?

Would Situ Family rush in and chop the three of them into pieces?

His eyes flickered as he immediately understood the crux of the matter. He asked for confirmation, "Is the Eighth Master that powerful? is able to suppress Situ Family? "

Xiao Dao thought for a moment, then said, "En, Aunt said that Eighth Master is the strongest warrior with the highest Medicine King City. His aunt had also said that he had interacted with the Eighth Master before and was considered to have some friendship with him! So this brother doesn't need to worry about recuperating, and I don't dare come knocking on your door to look for my Situ Family! "

"So fierce?"

Xiao Lang was shocked, he remembered that at the Broken Head Mountain, there was a Manic Lion that was roaring at the sky behind the Eighth Master, its heart was surging with emotions, and he wondered, would he become a Divine Soul Warrior in the future, and be able to obtain Divine Soul Combat Arts?

Divine Soul Warrior was the highest goal in the hearts of all the Warrior in the continent.

As long as one became a Divine Soul Warrior, their cultivation speed would be much faster than an ordinary Warrior. No matter if they went to large clans or joined the army, they would be highly valued.

Shaking his head, Xiao Lang told himself not to think too much into it. In two months, he would be eighteen years old. Four months later would be the Divine Soul Festival. Whether he could become a Divine Soul Warrior or not, that day would naturally be revealed!

He silently closed his eyes, circulated Profound Qi to repair the injuries on his body and sorted out the things that happened yesterday. An hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes and firmly said, "I'm not leaving! If you want to leave, you have to leave after the western league! "

Since Eighth Master had the power to suppress Situ Family, since he could stay in Cyan Ox Town safely, then the entire Medicine King City could be said to be safe!

The Martial Academy competition was about to begin, it was only a few days' time for the west half of the ten cities, it wouldn't be too late for the Phoenix Feather Pill to escape! The Phoenix Feather Pill s were hard to find even if they were worth ten thousand gold. Everyone knew the name of Mu Ding's Medicine King and its antique, and if not for the fact that Snowy's Martial Academy had been in the western ten cities for a few consecutive years, he wouldn't even be willing to take out a single Phoenix Feather Pill!

After this village, there was no such shop!

Three years ago, he encountered a powerful profound beast in Mountain Range of Death. In order to save him, his aunt had to suffer from severe injuries on both of her legs. Three years ago, Xiao Lang swore to do everything he could to cure her leg, and now, he still had the chance to obtain the Phoenix Feather Pill, how could he give it up?

"No way!"

Before Xiao Dao could say anything, a gentle but resolute voice came from outside the door. His aunt came in with her wheelchair.

"Eighth Master cannot suppress his Situ Family? Or would the Eighth Master not know how to push? " Xiao Lang looked at his aunt, his eyes blazing.

Aunt shook her head and said, "That's not true. Eighth Master owes me a favor back then, so as long as Eighth Master doesn't die, we won't be in any danger. If you want to kill Eighth Master, Situ Family does not have such strength! "

Xiao Lang asked again: "Did the enemy find you?"

Aunt said: "That's not it. Anyway, listen to aunt. It's fine if you don't want a Phoenix Feather Pill. As I said before, this Phoenix Feather Pill might not be able to cure my leg either …"

Xiao Lang muttered to himself, then looked at his aunt with an unswerving determination: "Regardless of whether or not it can be cured, I want to give it a try. Aunt, if... I must persevere? "

Since they were young, Xiao Lang and Xiao Dao had always listened to their aunt's words. As long as his aunt was right, they would never insist. Today was the first time.

His aunt was not angry. On the contrary, she was smiling, feeling somewhat gratified.

After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "My Langer has finally grown up. Since you insist, auntie will do as you say! Take good care of your wounds, and head for the Martial Academy competition that day. After the tournament, you must immediately leave! "