Douluo's Red Valkyrie

Yang Xi was very embarrassed when Ye Lingling suddenly hugged her.

It doesn’t matter if you push it, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t push it.

Fortunately, Ye Lingling realized what was wrong with him in time and let go of Yang Xi.

Then he stuck out his tongue at Yang Xi mischievously.

Ye Yunyun took back her martial spirit, with a smile on her face.

However, when she saw Yang Xi, she immediately remembered the rudeness of this boy before, and immediately said: "Well, now that it is confirmed that it is the bloodline of the Jiuxin Haitang family, let's do what I just said and fight twenty times."

"Grandma" Ye Lingling heard this and looked at Ye Yunyun in disbelief.

"The seniors are selfless in their actions, and the juniors are willing to be punished." Yang Xi's cold voice came out.

"You" Ye Lingling turned around again, but when she saw Yang Xi's calm eyes, she had nothing to say.

"You kid!" Liu Yeqing, who had always been a bit naughty, also got angry, shook his head and walked to a seat aside to sit down.

"Okay, okay!" Ye Yunyun laughed angrily and praised repeatedly.

"I'll let you go today. I'll remember these twenty big boards first, and we'll play together when we have the chance." Ye Yunyun left angrily.

"Congratulations, senior." Yang Xi said.

Ye Yunyun paused, then threw her crutches, took three steps and then two, and left quickly.

"The child doesn't recognize us two old bones." Liu Yeqing smiled bitterly and left, leaving Ye Lingling and Yang Xi in the hall.

"Why?" Ye Lingling asked Yang Xi with red eyes.

"I grew up with wild geese, and suddenly one day you want to raise me as a duck. I'm sorry, I'm used to flying."

"You bastard" Ye Lingling cried and ran away.

Yang Xi returned to his seat and continued drinking tea.

He couldn't see how much the two elders cared about him, and why he didn't want to recognize them. But from the moment he entered the door, he felt that there were constraints everywhere.

After all, he grew up in a commoner's home regardless of his past life, and his education in the red-flag society gave him a very bad impression of the nobility when he entered the world.

Just by standing next to them, he could clearly smell their stench.

It's not a hatred of the rich. At most, it's just sadness for the backward social system of the Douluo Continent, and it's also more unfair than the rules of the Douluo plane.

Maybe the will of the plane is instinctive, and limited by limited resources, only 1020 people can become soul masters.

That's why there is a plan to cultivate a god every ten thousand years, hoping to become part of the divine world.

However, this is undoubtedly hell for the civilians on Douluo Continent.

Unless there is an extremely small benign martial soul mutation, they will be at the bottom for generations.

Whether a martial spirit has soul power determines its status, the continuation of the bloodline determines whether the martial soul has soul power, and status determines the continuation of the bloodline.

Although it is not fixed, it is completely different from the ancient Indian system in previous lives.

Solidification of classes is always a taboo of civilization.

He doesn't recognize his two elders because he doesn't want to involve them in the war he initiates in the future. His adoptive parents have enough for him.

Tangled.

But not recognizing his elders is likely to push these blood family members to oppose him.

He was very confused, but he could only figure this out for himself.

If you tell your elders what you think, they will definitely object, as can be seen from the attitude of my sister Ye Lingling before.

After drinking the tea, Yang Xi placed it on the table, lay back on the chair, closed her eyes and thought.

But just as he was thinking hard, a soft male voice came from outside the door:

"Brother, it was him who beat me like this."

"I know, I'll let him apologize to you." Another strong voice said.

Then, footsteps approached Yang Xi rhythmically, and did not stop until they were in front of Yang Xi.

Yang Xi didn't even open his eyes: "Go away and don't bother me."

The majestic young man frowned. He had been in Ye Mansion for so many years. Except for his elders and Ye Lingling, no one else dared to be so rude.

"Either you get up and walk out and be a good sandbag. Or I throw you out and kick you like a ball."

"So it's you, you idiot. Why, you hit the younger one, and here comes the older one." Yang Xi opened her eyes, glanced at the majestic man, then turned to look at the proud-looking handsome man outside the door, and was immediately happy. .

The originally proud showman's face froze.

His name is Zhang Dengfei. He was seen "pulling" his cousin's hand by Yang Xi before. He was so angry that he asked a question, and then was beaten into a pig's head by Yang Xi.

When he got home, his father thought he was embarrassed and beat him again.

Fortunately, he has a brother who cares about him and comes to help him vent his anger.

But seeing how confident the other party was, he suddenly lost his confidence.

"What did you say"

On the other side, the neglected majestic young man in front of Yang Xi listened to Yang Xi's words. He was already unhappy and punched him.

He is Zhang Dengfei’s brother Zhang Yufei.

Yang Xi didn't look back, just raised his hand to hold it, and then said: "You haven't eaten yet, please use some force."

"You" The majestic Zhang Yufei had veins popping out on his hands.

But Yang Xi remained calm and calm: "If you don't have the strength, get out."

Then, with a strong hand, he threw him out.

Yang Xi geared up and approached the two of them step by step. His eyes were deep and he said meaningfully: "No need to worry about it. Now that we are sure that we are enemies, let's fight."

Zhang Yufei climbed up and looked at Yang Xi who was approaching with a solemn face.

He kicked