In the night of Longchi, the moonlight pours down like the Milky Way hanging, shining on the dragon soul lying in the pool. The ink spirit slowly moves on the yellow gourd.
There is nothing better than this on the fairy land.
Qin Xuan slowly looked at the bright moon in the sky, his thoughts flowing.
He had met one of the Childross family before, when he was suppressing the giant anaconda on the high seas.
As the largest family overseas, the Childros family once spread overseas, and even after many kingdoms and empires, they all had the word Childros.
Qin Xuan was surprised that his aunt, Qin Yunxue, was actually married to a member of the Childros family, and was more likely to be the head of the Childros family.
This was something he could not know in his previous life. Even the Haiqing founded by his great-grandfather Yue Long was incomparable to the Childros family. After all, even the lord of the empire had to rely on those thousands of years of foundation.
This family is definitely not something that an innate person, or even an Earth Immortal, can support.
Qin Xuan also thought of Qin Ling's secrets, his eyes were indifferent.
Until, he withdrew his head and looked at the dragon pond formation, with a faint cold light flashing in his eyes.
"If Qin Ling is harmed, let alone the largest clan overseas, or even a major country in the world, I will sweep it away with my sword!"
His words were soft and gentle, lingering on the top of Longchi Mountain.
Afterwards, he went home. When he entered the house, he saw his parents seemed to be packing their luggage.
"Qin Xuan, why are you back so late?" Qin Wende snorted coldly, "I'm going back to Qin's house tomorrow, why don't you pack up quickly?"
Qin Xuan looked calm and looked at his father.
Tomorrow... you are going back to Qin's house?
He smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"
He took nothing else with him, and one person was enough, and then returned upstairs.
"This stinky boy!" Qin Wende said dissatisfied.
"Xiaoxuan has grown up. He has his own life, so don't get involved!" Shen Xinxiu couldn't help but glare at Qin Wende, "Isn't it true that the old man had a headache for you back then, so you still had the nerve to talk to Xiaoxuan?"
Qin Wende's expression suddenly froze. As the youngest son of Qin Zhonghua, he had a stubborn personality since he was a child, which often gave the old man headaches. Qin Wende couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he mentioned this matter. Thinking of his youthful and frivolous days, Qin Wende suddenly smiled disdainfully.
"You know how to protect him!" Qin Wende still couldn't help but said, a little jealous.
"My son, what's wrong with me protecting him? Do you have any objections?" Shen Xinxiu glanced at Qin Wende angrily, "What? Are you still jealous of your own son?"
"I didn't!" Qin Wende's face straightened when he was told what he was thinking.
Shen Xinxiu couldn't help but ridiculed: "Hey, it has such a strong sour taste, and you said it doesn't have any?"
"I really don't!" Qin Wende's old face turned red.
"Go away and pack your things!" Shen Xinxiu scolded with a smile. As she said this, she remembered something, "I wonder how the plum tree is doing? Will the flowers bloom this year?"
Qin Wende couldn't help but be startled and stopped thinking about joking.
He and Shen Xinxiu had a plum tree in front of the Qin family's villa. The flowers bloomed every year. It was planted by Qin Wende's mother. The old man loved Qin Wende, so he left the plum tree when Qin Wende was eighteen years old. In front of Qin Wende's villa.
Every year, someone will take care of the Qin family, and it has been the same since he was expelled from the Qin family.
Shen Xinxiu also likes this plum tree very much. After returning to the Qin family in the New Year, she has taken good care of it every year. It has been almost ten years. Every year when she returns to the Qin family, she can see the plum blossoms in full bloom.
"Don't worry, dad will take good care of it. I know you like it!" Qin Wende said with a smile.
"What do you know?" Shen Xinxiu glanced at Qin Wende, then remained silent and continued to clean up and salute.
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At this moment, the Qin family has caused an uproar.
Qin Ying was injured, Qin Weihua was beaten, Qin Bing was forced to kneel down, but all the juniors of the Qin family were forced to apologize to Qin Ling by Qin Xuan alone.
This incident nearly swept the entire Qin family. Qin Wenjun and Qin Wende were even more furious after hearing the news.
"Qin Xuan, that little bastard, doesn't he want to live anymore?" A woman in Qin Wen's country who still had charm but was full of unruly looks shouted.
Qin Wenguo was smoking on the side, his face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with cold light from time to time.
"Qin Wenguo, what a fart are you? When Yun'er was deposed, you didn't even dare to say a word. Now even soldiers are forced to kneel down. There is gold under the man's knees. This is not what you men say. Really? Why are your two sons so bullied now, and you dare not even say a word?" The woman was furious and pointed at Qin Wenguo.
"Shut up!" Qin Wenguo stared suddenly, his eyes bloodshot. This scene immediately frightened the woman.
But soon, she became completely angry, "My two sons were bullied like this. You don't dare to get angry at Qin Wende's family, but you still glare at me? Are you considered a man?"
When Qin Wende heard this sentence, it was so harsh that he held the cigarette butt between his fingers in his hand, letting the sparks burn his palm and the pain was bone-piercing, but he just stared at the woman coldly.
This move caused the woman's complexion to change suddenly. After being married for decades, she knew what Qin Wenguo's temper was like.
Normally, she was unruly and willful, but Qin Wenguo didn't care, but now, Qin Wenguo was really angry.
She also knew how to give up when she was good, even though her eyes were red and her tears couldn't stop falling, "I don't feel sorry for Bing'er, Yun'er, Qin Wende and his son Qin Xuan, why do they bully our son like this? .”
"The old man is too partial, isn't he? Qin Xuan is his grandson, isn't Bing'er and Yun'er the same?"
Qin Wenguo indifferently let go of his palm, which already had some burn marks, and threw the extinguished cigarette butt with a little blood into the trash can.
"Go and tell my dad these words. The new year is approaching and I don't want to be entangled in this matter!" Qin Wenguo said indifferently. Then he walked into the bedroom and lit a cigarette again.
Qin Wende, Qin Xuan!
His eyes instantly turned cold, "How long can you father and son be so arrogant?"
In another villa, Qin Wenjun looked at Qin Ying, who looked pale and had just recovered from a serious illness, and Qin Weihua, who had one cheek red and swollen, with gloomy eyes.
"Qin Xuan did this?" Qin Wenjun said calmly. On the side, a gentle woman was applying an ice pack to Qin Weihua's face.
"Yes!" Qin Weihua nodded.
Qin Wenjun's eyes were gloomy, "Both of you siblings have cultivated internal energy, and Ying'er has almost reached the level of internal energy. In other words, Qin Xuan is already a grandmaster?"
Martial arts master?
Qin Ying and Qin Weihua couldn't help but remain silent. No one could believe this fact. Qin Xuan, who had never been looked down upon by them, was now the Grandmaster they had been longing for.
Grandmaster?
Qin Wenjun couldn't help but sneer, his eyes getting colder.
No wonder you dared to speak arrogant words in front of me, but a great master thinks he is looking down on the world, so he dares to hurt my children?
I have helped your Qin Wende family a lot, but now I actually hurt Ying'er and slap Weihua in the face. Qin Wende, you really gave birth to a good son!