dragon ball i am tabur

A quiet courtyard in Princess Qingping's mansion was filled with the cry of a man.

Wu Siyang cried bitterly and knelt down in front of Princess Qingping, accusing Song Yan of all kinds of crimes. In his mouth, Song Yan became a wicked man who killed people without blinking an eye.

"Aunt, you must make the decision for your nephew. My nephew's father is dead. You are the only one closest to me in this world. If you don't care about your nephew anymore, then there will be no point in his life."

Seeing Wu Siyang who was crying more and more, Princess Qingping couldn't help but have a flash of disappointment in her eyes. Brother Thirteen was already a waste, but to his surprise, his son was even more waste. But no matter what, he was still with her. A nephew with the same blood, no matter how useless he is, he cannot tolerate being bullied by an outsider.

Thinking of this, her eyes became a little softer and she said softly: "Siyang, you should get up first."

"If my aunt doesn't avenge my nephew, my nephew will kneel down and die here." Wu Siyang wiped away his tears and said with a stubborn expression, but there was a sense of resentment deep in his eyes. Song Yan, you killed all the guards of my Muye County Prince's Palace. , and made me a joke in the imperial capital. I must let you die.

"Get up, your aunt will make the decision for you," Princess Qingping sighed softly.

"Thank you, aunt. Thank you, aunt." Wu Siyang couldn't help but be overjoyed and kowtowed several times.

"Come here, take the little prince down to rest."

"Yes"

After Wu Siyang left, Princess Qingping's eyes fell on the old servant: "Have you sent the invitation?"

"It has been sent to Song Mansion, and the other party promised to come to the banquet on time tonight." The old servant answered truthfully.

"That's good."

Princess Qingping nodded, her white fingers slowly stroking the sword body, and there was a faint flash of murderous intent in her eyes.

That afternoon, Song Mansion.

Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly came to report to Song Yan: "Sir, there is someone outside who calls himself your senior brother and asks to see him."

"Oh, is it so"

With his spiritual thoughts, Song Yan saw Cheng Su sitting in the living room drinking tea.

With a flash of figure, he came to the reception room and said with a smile: "Brother, why are you here?"

"Why aren't you welcome?" Cheng Su said teasingly.

"Of course you are welcome. Senior brother, it will be a great success if you can come to my younger brother's house."

"You?" Cheng Su shook his head angrily: "I heard that you offended Princess Qingping."

"Yeah" Song Yan nodded.

"That woman is not simple." Cheng Su's face darkened slightly: "Do you want to warn that woman for my brother?"

"That's not necessary." Song Yan shook his head.

"Don't be careless. That woman is gifted with a sword and is very strong. She may not be her opponent even in the middle stage of the Tribulation." At this point, Cheng Su's face became more solemn.

Hearing this, Song Yan was also shocked. That woman was much stronger than he imagined. But immediately, he felt a surge of pride in his heart: "Although she is strong, I am not afraid. I want to see her." Let’s see whether her sword is sharper or mine is more capable of killing people.”

“Good spirit”

Cheng Su couldn't help showing admiration after hearing this, but immediately changed the subject: "It's good to be courageous, but don't lose your life in vain."

"Senior brother is so dismissive of my younger brother." Song Yan rolled his eyes, dumbfounded.

Cheng Su said: "It's not that I don't think highly of you, it's just that your realms are too different."

"How does senior brother's strength compare with hers?" Song Yan suddenly asked.

"Count to five or five."

Cheng Su said quite confidently that although he was only in the late stage of integration, the power of immortality flowed in his body, and he also practiced the true inherited skills of the Phoenix Celestial Sect, so his combat power was very terrifying.

It's just that the second lineage of Phoenix is ​​relatively low-key and doesn't like fighting, so it remains unknown.

"Why don't you ask senior brother to give me some guidance?"

"Okay" Cheng Su narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

A quarter of an hour later, the living room collapsed, and two figures soared into the sky, suspended in mid-air.

"Junior brother, you really surprised me." Cheng Su looked at Song Yan in surprise and said.

"Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy."

Song Yan said modestly, but the clothes on his body had several tears. In the previous competition, he had been beaten by Cheng Su. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was not injured.

Of course, this is mainly because he still has reservations, but even if he uses all his cards, he may not be able to defeat Cheng Su, because Cheng Su also has reservations. After all, the two of them are just competing, not a life and death fight.

"Okay, I'll go back first. With your strength, even if you are no match for that woman, it shouldn't be difficult to save your life."

After sending Cheng Su away, Song Yan entered the temple directly, adjusted the time to a thousand times again, and began to absorb the gains from the previous battle.

In the evening, the imperial capital city was filled with bright lights.

A spirit beast car quietly drove out of Song Mansion and headed towards Princess Qingping's Mansion.

Suddenly, the news of Song Yan's attendance at the banquet began to spread at an extremely fast speed, and it was unknown how many people's hearts were affected.

In the carriage, Song Yan looked relaxed, his energy and spirit adjusted to the peak, and he was ready for a battle at any time.

The driver was the god he released from the temple.

After practicing in the temple for many days, Tianlao's cultivation level has been rising steadily. Now he has reached the peak of the late stage of integration and can no longer advance, so Song Yan simply released him.

Less than half an hour later, the spirit beast carriage finally arrived at Princess Qingping's mansion.

Princess Qingping's Mansion is not that big, it is several times smaller than the current Song Mansion, only one hundred acres in size.

"Yes, Mr. Song is here?"

The old servant who was injured by Song Yan yesterday stood at the gate of the princess's mansion and asked with a smile on his face. He seemed to have forgotten that he was injured by Song Yan yesterday.

"Master please"

Tianlao opened the car door for Song Yan. Song Yan nodded to him and floated down.

"Mr. Song, the princess has prepared a banquet and is waiting for your arrival." The old servant took two steps forward and said very politely.

"Lead the way" Song Yan waved lightly.

"Please come with Mr. Song and the old slave."

Under the guidance of the old servant, Song Yan stepped into Princess Qingping's Mansion. To Song Yan's surprise, there were not many people in the Princess' Mansion and it seemed a bit deserted.

After passing through a corridor and an arch, a black three-story building appeared in Song Yan's sight. At the same time, a banquet had been set up inside, and four maids were waiting there.

"Master Song, please" the old servant made a petition.

As soon as he arrived, he settled down. Song Yan took Tianlao and walked directly in. He sat on the banquet without any ceremony and waved to Tianlao: "Sit down too."

Suddenly, Song Yan turned to look at the old servant: "I haven't had dinner yet and I'm a little hungry. Can I eat first?"

"of course can."

The old servant was stunned for a moment and then smiled kindly, but the four maids beside him looked quite surprised and surprised.

Author's digression: First update