Travel back to the end of the world to practice

"Ahem..." Yan Xi couldn't bear to look outside the door for a long time, and couldn't help knocking on the door, "You guys are endless."

Early in the morning, two people are so tired.

"Cousin, don't you and cousin sister-in-law do the same?" Han Xing let go of his arms and held hands instead, complaining angrily about his cousin.

Yan Xi rolled her eyes, "Your cousin and I are not that kind of person!"

"Isn't that kind of person?" Song Cheng appeared out of nowhere, standing behind Yan Xi, with a half-smile.

Yan Xi hesitated, and immediately puffed out her chest, "It's not Xiaoxing, he likes to show affection too much, it's not good, I'm not that kind of person."

Song Cheng glanced at her husband with beautiful eyes, and then said to the two people in the study, "Xiao Xing, Xiao Xu, come out for breakfast, and start practicing later?"

To be honest, she was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep last night, unexpectedly, Yan Xi would fall asleep like a pig after playing Xiaoxiao a few times.

Song Cheng couldn't help but want to wake her husband up and share her excitement.

"Good cousin." Han Xing led Jiang Xu out of the study.

"Have you been waiting for us for a long time?" Han Xing looked at Song Cheng and asked.

"No, we just got up." Song Chengyan said insincerely.

"That's good." Han Xing smiled, he didn't expose his cousin's dark circles so badly.

"By the way, your men, do you want to call him out?"

She didn't see Han Xing's men just now.

"Yes, he will practice with you later." Han Xing nodded, and he stopped a passing servant to go to the guest room and call him over.

"You subordinate, so mysterious?" Yan Xi was a little displeased.

As a subordinate, he actually hides in the room by himself, and the boss wants to call?

"He's shy." Han Xing said vaguely.

"Why do you come out to mess around when you're shy." Yan Xi said bluntly.

"Always exercise." Han Xing didn't mind his cousin's evaluation of his subordinates at all, Wuyou was indeed too reserved.

"It's good that you have a sense of proportion." Yan Xi shrugged, pointing to the end.

"Dad is already waiting in the dining room, let's go there quickly."

This is when everyone heard Yan Hui's ouch, and they all walked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a man with scratches all over his face being pressed by Yan Hui.

Yan Hui was also so frightened by the other party's face that he immediately got up and backed away.

"Ah..." Yan Hui shouted, he wanted to say expensive, but obviously what he had just touched was a warm body, and suddenly felt that his reaction was too rude.

"Ahui, apologize." Yan Xi asked Yan Hui to apologize to Wuyou without further ado.

He also saw Wuyou's appearance, and guessed that Yan Hui should have met Wuyou unexpectedly when he came out, bumped into each other, and was startled by his appearance and screamed.

"It's okay, it's because I look a little scary." Wuyou smiled slightly, with an expression of indifference.

"I'm sorry." Yan Hui looked at Wuyou with a face of shame, and sincerely apologized.

He's not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance, it's just that he has never seen such a criss-cross face for a while, so he screamed.

It's so embarrassing...

What other people look like is not a reason for him to discriminate against them.

Wuyou saw that Yan Hui sincerely apologized, and the trace of sadness in his heart was gently torn away. He kept a gentle smile and said to Yan Hui, "It doesn't matter."

The fact is that he went out too hastily and bumped into Yan Hui.

And it was he himself who decided not to wear a mask and to show his true colors, if such a small blow he would not be able to bear it.

How to bear the eyes of others in the future?

Han Xing once asked him if he wanted to restore his appearance.

He was tempted for a moment, and then he refused.

What's the use of recovering his appearance if his revenge has not been avenged?

He must kill his enemies with his hands, and then he will recover his appearance and become a person who lives wantonly.

"My name is Yan Hui, what's your name?" Yan Hui was a little embarrassed, he felt that he seemed to have hurt the other party's self-esteem.

"Hello, my name is Wuyou, and I'm Young Master Han's subordinate." Wuyou calmly faced the Yan family and introduced himself.

Going out of the past and facing himself is the first step, and he mustered up the courage to do it.

"Xiaowu, right? My son Xiaohui was too rude just now. You can just call me Sister Song. This is you, Big Brother Yan..." Song Cheng always relieved the tense atmosphere in a timely manner.

"Young Master Hui, Sister Song, Young Master Yan, Boss, Captain Jiang, good morning." Wu You didn't obey Song Cheng's words and called Brother Yan Xi.

Being able to call Song Cheng his sister is already the thickest way he can call her.

"Let's go, let's go to the dining room. Uncle must have been waiting for a long time." Han Xing glanced at Wuyou lightly, and the other party immediately walked behind him and Jiang Xu, and followed silently.

Yan Xi didn't pay much attention to the whole process, seeing that Wuyou was not a person who would come to trouble, he didn't care who his cousin accepted.

Song Cheng has a good sense of Wuyou, a young man who has a certain amount of advance and retreat.

As for Yan Hui, he curiously walked behind Han Xing, walked side by side with Wuyou, and kept peeking at him with curious eyes.

Wuyou turned a blind eye to Yan Hui's gaze, and did not squint.

"Come on, Xiao Xing, Xiao Jiang, sit down and have breakfast first." Yan Yan sat in the main seat and enthusiastically called Han Xing and Jiang Xu over.

Yan Xi's father and son looked at each other with bitter faces, and father/grandpa didn't care about him anymore...

"You two, father and son, sit down too." Yan Yan said lazily.

"..." Yan Xi's father and son felt bitter about the different treatment.

It was the first time for Wuyou to see this situation. He wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed, so he could only hold back silently. He found a corner to do it.

"This is Xiaowu, right?" Yan Yan is considerate of everything, let alone a subordinate of his beloved nephew, he will naturally pay more attention to it.

The other party has been coming in to reduce his sense of existence. Although his face is not disfigured at all, he still tries to remain calm.

It can be seen that the other party is also trying to get out of his own security circle.

Only by working hard to go out can we have a new future.

Yan Yan sighed secretly, wondering if he started cultivating now, would he be able to get out of his memories and have a new future?

"Mr. Yan, hello." Wuyou stood up timidly after being called on, with a respectful attitude.

"Hehe, it's just a family having breakfast, so don't be too formal," Yan Yan reassured Wuyou, "Sit down, don't be polite."

When Wuyou was in City A, he hadn't had much contact with the big shots in City A, so he was still a little trembling in front of the big shots.

What's more, the other party actually talked to him so kindly.

Although it was for Han Xing's face, it was enough for him to reminisce for a lifetime.

In this way, during Wuyou's first breakfast in City X, he saw the tenderness between the Yan family and Han Xing.

Let him, who is an orphan, be envious.

My boss, so happy.

Family affection, love, and strength are simply winners in life.

……

After the meal, Han Xing set up a spirit-gathering array in Yan's study.

Yan Yan, Yan Xi, follow Wuyou in.

Song Cheng stayed for the next batch.

Yan Hui and Song Cheng watched the door of the study close in front of their eyes with worried eyes.

"Mom, it's going to be okay." Yan Hui was a little worried.

In fact, it was still very painful for him to awaken the power at the beginning. I don't know if it will be painful to draw the breath into the experience?

"Don't worry." Song Cheng comforted her son softly, stroking her son's head.

"Well, my cousin won't let Dad and Grandpa have an accident." Yan Hui said with certainty.

"Yes, Xiao Xing is very powerful." Song Cheng echoed her son.

In fact, she didn't know what kind of cultivation Han Xing was.

They don't even understand.

Han Xing gave her the feeling that she was still familiar with her relatives, but she didn't feel the oppressive feeling from Wu Rou at all.

It is also possible that Han Xing restrained himself deliberately.

"Ma'am, someone from the Wu family is here." The butler came to report.

"Is it Wu Ling and Wu Yao?" Song Cheng frowned, it's only past eight o'clock, what are they doing here?

"Yes." The butler nodded.

"Wu Ling and Wu Yao are here?" Yan Hui looked at his mother with some confusion when he heard that, not as excited as before.

Ever since he knew that Wu Rou had bad intentions for him, his feelings towards Wu Ling also became a little uncertain.

He felt that the entire Wu Clan was terrifying, and secretly wondered if they would plot against the Yan family.

"Go and see." Song Cheng gently patted his son's head, and softly comforted him, "It's fine to treat him the same way now."

"But..." Yan Hui's eyes were tangled.

"If you find out that the other party is not sincere, you can just break the relationship." Song Cheng never restricted Yan Hui's growth direction.

If a family needs a strict father, it needs a loving mother.

She is always willing to be her son's most tender backing.

Yan Hui made up his mind and nodded heavily.

He patted his face, rubbed it, and wiped away the sorrow on his face, "Mom, then I'll entertain them."

I don't know why they came here so early in the morning.

The number of times Wu Ling and Wu Yao came to Yan's house can actually be counted on one hand. Most of the time, he was the one who rushed to Wu's house to find Wu Ling.

Wu Ling's attitude towards him can't be called enthusiasm, it can only be said to be indifferent.

He knew it well, but he just felt that he was qualified to pursue Wu Ling.

Thinking about it now, what qualifications does he have to chase Wu Ling?

There is no equality between supernatural beings and cultivators.

Even after he himself found out that he could cultivate, he immediately wanted to abandon his identity as a supernatural being, which shows how deep people's yearning for cultivation is.

Yan Hui, after a night, it's hard to really calm down.

He was very afraid that when he saw Wu Yao, he would show a disgusted expression.

Yan Hui stood in the aisle and did a few minutes of mental construction, put on a stiff smile, and walked towards the living room.

Wu Yao looked at him with a timid smile, "Yan Hui, good morning."

"Morning, good morning." Yan Hui looked at such an introverted Wu Yao, it was hard to imagine that the other party would plot against him.

Maybe he was thinking too much.

"Wu Ling, why did you come here so early?" Yan Hui asked directly.

As usual, he didn't care why Wu Ling came so early, he must have rushed towards Wu Ling with a happy face, and then began to talk endlessly to attract Wu Ling's attention.

"I..." Wu Ling paused, she felt that Yan Hui seemed a little different.

"What's the matter?" Yan Hui looked at Wu Ling who was hesitant to speak in doubt.