"My brother and I have been separated since childhood, and I just met him not long ago."
Yang Qingxue finished speaking.
Yang Feng said ecstatically:
"Sister-in-law, is what you said true? Then do you know where my dad is now?"
Seeing the urgency in Yang Feng's eyes, Yang Qingxue couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
He shook his head and said: "He is the mysterious person you asked me about before. Not long after he met me, there has been no news. I have also inquired about him in many ways.
But he seemed to have disappeared from the world. No matter how hard I tried and used all my connections, I still couldn't find anything. "
"Sister-in-law, I've actually met him before, but he didn't want to recognize me. Why do you think I did it? Did I not do a good enough job?"
Yang Feng's voice was trembling. When Yang Qingxue heard this voice, her heart trembled inexplicably. It was so similar to her before.
Yang Qingxue stepped forward, stretched out her arms, and gently hugged Yang Feng.
"Don't be afraid, my sister-in-law will be with you from now on."
Yang Qingxue's words finally completely broke the barrier between her and Yang Feng, and Yang Feng also accepted Yang Qingxue as his sister-in-law from the bottom of his heart.
"Sister-in-law."
Yang Feng lowered his head, blushing, and glanced at Xia Lianhua standing next to him.
"What's the matter? Lianhua is my sister."
While speaking, a hand pulled Xia Lianhua over.
Xia Lianhua's face turned red and she didn't know what to say.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, but in other words, your popularity is really good, even Lianhua is willing to be by your side."
Yang Qingxue couldn't help but joke.
"Sister-in-law, there is nothing between me and Miss Xia. By the way, how is the situation of my inner alliance?"
The ancient martial arts alliance is divided into: outer alliance, inner alliance, and general alliance.
Disciples with high talents are usually in the Inner League, while geniuses at the monster level are specially recruited to join the General League.
Gusu Mingyue and Xie Xiaoyu were so talented that they were accepted as disciples by the inner alliance of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance.
This time the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance encountered an invasion by half-demon, and the Outer Alliance was so severely destroyed, this had to make Yang Feng a little worried about Gusu Mingyue and Xie Xiaoyu.
"The situation in the Inner League is very bad. I came here from the General League fighting with the enemy. I don't know what the current situation of the Inner League is."
Hearing this, Yang Feng couldn't help but speed up his steps.
"Cousin, please don't let anything happen to you!"
Yang Feng thought silently in his heart, his aunt was only a daughter like Gusu Mingyue, and his aunt's eye disease was now cured.
If Gusu Mingyue had a problem, he couldn't explain it to his aunt, Yan Hanshuang.
In the Inner Alliance, the situation is not optimistic. What comes into view is a picture of ruins.
dilapidated.
"Help, save us!"
"Sister!"
"We are saved, it's Senior Sister."
…
The appearance of Yang Qingxue brought a ray of light to their dark world.
"Sister-in-law, take these and go rescue people first."
Yang Feng casually handed a Najie to the other party, and then began to search for something.
"Cousin, where are you?"
"Xie Xiaoyu, where are you?"
…
Yang Feng started shouting loudly.
Not long after, a weak voice responded to him.
"I-we're here."
Half of Xie Xiaoyu's body was suppressed by the collapsed wall. Next to her was Gusu Mingyue.
They had just practiced martial arts for less than two months, and were forced to become cannon fodder in this cruel war.
Both were seriously injured.
When Yang Feng heard the weak call, he immediately looked for the source of the sound.
"Cousin, Xiao Yu, are you okay?"
"Stop talking nonsense, do you look at us like we're okay?"
Blood overflowed from the corner of Xie Xiaoyu's mouth and his body became stiff.
As for Gusu Mingyue, she didn't even have the strength to speak.
Yang Feng didn't waste any time and immediately rescued the two of them and fed them healing elixirs.
Yang Feng left a golden elixir-level monk to look after the two women, while he continued to go deeper.
No matter what kind of foreign half-demon he is, if he dares to touch his relatives, he must pay the price.
Soon, Yang Feng came to the General Alliance of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance alone.
He saw two figures, Xia Yuan and Xia Qiong.
To be precise, they were two corpses. Yang Feng stepped forward to investigate. Xia Yuan still had a trace of free breath. Xia Yuan's body was already stiff. Judging from the signs of pulse, he had been dead for a long time.
"Why!"
Yang Feng sighed helplessly and immediately fed Xia Yuan a pill.
Then he carried Xia Yuan on his back, held up Xia Qiong's body with one hand, and walked towards the Inner Alliance step by step.
After a while, Yang Feng's figure appeared in the inner alliance.
Xia Lianhua, who was busy treating the inner alliance disciples, looked horrified when she saw Yang Feng, and then ran towards Yang Feng crying heartbrokenly.
"Dad! Uncle!"
"I just fed your dad the elixir. As for your uncle...hey..."
Yang Feng patted Xia Lianhua's shoulder, but didn't say any words of comfort.
People cannot be resurrected after death, and those who are alive must continue to live.
Yang Feng did not stay in the Inner League, but just after he walked not far away, Xia Lianhua caught up with him.
"I want to avenge my uncle."
Xia Lianhua left her father to Yang Qingxue to take care of her. The death of her uncle Xia Qiong had a great impact on her, and her brother has not been found yet.
"Let's go."
Yang Feng didn't say much.
The two of them flew into the air and entered the general alliance.
There were very few people in the General Alliance, and the damage was not as serious as outside, but the environment seemed a bit dull.
It was so quiet, so quiet that it was a bit scary.
"How's it going? Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?"
"Demon cultivator?!"
Yang Feng's spiritual sense was keen and he noticed a trace of aura that did not belong to human beings.
The other party was obviously not the Meng Ling'er he met before, and his cultivation was not that strong.
"Ji Wushuang, stop hiding, do you think you can hide it from my perception?"
Yang Feng spoke to the surrounding air.
"Yang Feng, Xia Qiong's death is just the beginning. Not only do I want to kill everyone who has offended my Ji family, I also want to kill you to avenge the blood and hatred of the one hundred and fifty members of my Ji family."
Ji Wushuang, as if swearing a blood oath, his voice fell and he disappeared without a trace.
"Ha! Then I, Yang Feng, will tell you that I will definitely suppress you demon cultivators as long as I live!"
Yang Feng's words were extremely domineering.
But Xia Lianhua knelt on the ground again.
"Please accept me as your disciple. I want to personally avenge my uncle. I want to personally rescue my younger brother."
Xia Lianhua's extremely firm tone sounded.
Yang Feng could feel the fierceness in the other party's bones.
But now, he is still a mortal in the final analysis. Only by surviving the mortal tribulation and becoming a mortal immortal can he return to cultivation.
At this time, Yang Feng thought of someone, Pan Xuan.
Now that he has no cultivation, he cannot return to the world of immortality. If Xia Lianhua wants to have cultivation and combat power that rivals Ji Wushuang, there is only one way to go.
Cultivation!
Immortals and demons have been in opposition since ancient times.
If one cannot transcend martial arts, it will be impossible to gain the power to rival demon cultivators along the way.
"Lianhua, do you know what it means to become my master?"
Cultivation as an immortal may seem extremely glorious, but it is actually a road paved with blood.
Some people died, but not completely...
