Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

It was bright and bright the next day, and Yang Quan got up on time. He went to check on Yang An first and saw that he was sleeping peacefully. Then he went to the kitchen to prepare a breakfast that could replenish blood and energy for his master and sent it to his inner room.

Yang Jie had already woken up, and Yang Quan came in carefully carrying the tray, and carefully raised his eyes to glance at his master. Seeing his gloomy face, it was obvious that the anger from last night had not completely subsided.

Yang Quan knew that he couldn't offend his master at this time, so he put down the tray without arrogance and silently walked to the bedside to wait on his master to live, wash and eat.

Yang Jian finished his breakfast and said in a bad tone,

"Let Yang An come see me."

"Yes," Yang Quan held the tray and respectfully exited the door.

He quickly went to Yang An's room, but fortunately Yang An also woke up. After a night of healing and repair, his body had fully recovered.

There were footsteps outside the door, a "bang" sound, and the door was pushed open forcefully.

"Brother An, you're awake. Hurry and finish your breakfast. The master will call you over."

"Well, okay, I'll go to the master's place first and put the breakfast there first. I'll use it when I get back. I can't keep the master waiting for too long."

"...Okay. You go first, and I'll wait for you to come back. Let's have a meal together. I'll make up for you with the medicinal diet I specially made."

"okay."

Yang An finished dressing up and hurried to the main courtyard.

Yang Jie sat behind the desk with a solemn expression, thinking about something, tapping his fingers on the table.

Yang An stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Master," Yang An knelt down on one knee as soon as he came in, waiting for the master's instructions.

"Tell me about it. Tell me all the details about last night." Yesterday, when Yang Jie heard that Yang An's mission was not completed, he also lost his troops. Thirty of his masters died in one fell swoop. None were caught.

He exploded immediately, and immediately vented his anger on Yang An, the leader, and slapped Yang An away with one palm. Yang An was beaten on the spot and vomited three liters of blood. Then he smashed everything he could see in the room to vent his anger.

So he kicked Yang An out without asking about the specific situation.

"Yes, Master. Last night, my subordinates took Yang Yi and 30 others to besiege the residence of the group of people in Wuying Inn. Who knew that a powerful barrier was placed in that building. Yang Yi and others spent a lot of time None of the efforts of the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers were able to break through the barrier. The latter group of people was alerted and came out of the barrier to fight against them.

Yang Yi and the others originally had an advantage. After all, their subordinates brought eight immortals this time. The other party came out to fight only one immortal, four immortals, and two with ominous cultivation. However, their strength was explosive. Table of contents, the Immortal Lord had a harder time fighting in front of them.

However, there are still many of us, and the strong will have the advantage.

Unexpectedly, just when the opponent we were fighting was unable to fight back, the opponent's powerful Immortal Master launched a domain attack at this time, and the battle situation turned around. "

"Domain attack? Haha, I really underestimated them. Then, didn't they say that the other party was an immortal? Yang Yi and the other eight immortals. The domain will not be able to support it for long, and a counterattack will be a matter of time."

"Yes, originally, as the master said, the opponent's Immortal Lord could not subdue eight Immortal Lords at once. What's more, there are so many Immortal Lords, but the man with unknown cultivation level on the other side put his hand on the shoulder of the man who was using the field. , and then suddenly the man who had been unable to control the domain attack seemed to have been beaten to death. In an instant, the domain came into effect, and he controlled the five immortal cultivators on the other side. It was easy to kill Yang Yi and others." After Yang An finished speaking, he thought about the bloody scene last night again in his mind. He couldn't help but shudder.

"Humph, are you scared now?" Yang Jie scolded lightly.

"Listen, pay close attention to their movements and keep track of their whereabouts at any time. Don't send people over yet. We've already alerted the snake. The other party must have taken precautions, so there is no need to lose Jingwei again. I have to seize the time to raise them. I'm so hurt, go meet them in person. You go and do something for me now," Yang Jie wanted to recover as quickly as possible, so he was in urgent need of more resentment now.

Where can I get so much resentment? It can only be a repeat of the same old tricks, and this time we have to be more careful in choosing the place.

"Yes, Master. I will get it done as soon as possible." Yang An promised with a respectful fist.

"Well, go ahead and don't forget to control the whereabouts of those people."

After receiving the guarantee, Yang An went out. He went to the dining room, where Yang Quan was still waiting for him. When he saw Yang An coming, he asked him to sit down.

"You eat more slowly, and no one will compete with you?" Yang Quan couldn't help but said when he saw Yang An quickly picking up the rice.

"I have to go out and leave immediately,"

"You...the injury hasn't healed yet,"

"I'm fine now. It's okay."

"..." Yang Quan knew that Brother An had received an order from his master and was going out to do something. He knew he couldn't stop anything and could only silently pray for An Ge.

"Okay, how long are you going to go for? How long will it take to get back?"

"It's hard to say. Let's just read the news."

"Okay then. Take care of yourself." The two hugged each other, and then Yang An walked out of the door.

Fu Ling'er and others didn't know yet that another major dispute was about to take place. She and Wan Qiyuan were still thinking about going to the fighting arena at noon.

"Uncle Nian, you stay in Xiaoyaoju today, while Ling'er and I go to the fighting arena,"

"Don't everyone already know that they are from the Yang family? Why go to the fighting arena again and waste time."

"Uncle Nian. I want to confirm something, and I think there is something wrong with what we guessed before, so I want to confirm it."

"Confirm something? Excuse me? Girl Ling, Boy Yuan, you don't think that Mr. An, the owner of the arena, is the masked man, do you?"

"Yes, I always feel that the Yang family is not that simple. Without the support of strength, how will the huge Yang family spend their money? With the attitude last night, those people will definitely not give up. I will wait until I confirm the rest."

"Besides, we don't know why the masked man who entered the Yang Mansion came to attack. I won't feel at ease until I understand."

"Okay, you go ahead. I'll stay in Xiaoyaoju and wait for you to come back to discuss it."

"Ah."

"Let's go then, Ling'er." Wan Qiyuan and Fu Ling'er left Xiaoyaoju. Holding Fu Ling'er's hand, he shrank to the ground and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, the two people appeared at the gate of Shura Arena.

The two doormen were discussing the attack on the Wuying Inn last night.

Fu Ling'er carefully looked at the scene around him. It turns out that the person who was attacked was the Arena Madman. I thought the madman was already in mourning. Unexpectedly, when I turned my head, I found that the person in the rumors actually appeared in front of me.

Some were pleasantly surprised, some were astonished, and some were looking at them. The meaning of gossip should not be too obvious. If it weren't for Wan Qiyuan's cold face and his attitude of keeping strangers away, they would have gathered around him to ask for first-hand information.

Sure enough, gossiping is human nature, no matter where you are.