"Master Yang!" Yan feiwen continued, "one more thing."

Yang Xuan looked at him and said nothing.

Yan feiwen hesitated and bit his teeth: "master Gan's eldest disciple is named Qi Feng."

He stopped for a while. It seems that he still can't believe it up to now: "Qi Feng went out with master Gan. This time he came back, he has set foot."

"Hmm?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Yan feiwen bowed his hands again and said with a bitter smile: "the father has spoken, and Qi Feng will soon become the new national protection master of Yan country."

Yang Xuan was still noncommittal.

"One more thing." Yan feiwen sighed and looked very bleak: "my father is ready to canonize my eldest brother as Prince and me as king of Wu. He will go to the fiefdom to take office immediately."

After that, he sighed again.

The crown prince has been established. So far, he has no chance with the throne. His struggle all his life has turned into a dream. Such a blow is not big.

Leaving Yan feiwen's residence, Yang Xuan no longer hesitated and returned directly to the Yang family.

It was late at night, but the Yang family was still heavily guarded.

Yang Xuan did not disturb other disciples and went directly to Yang Qingshan's residence.

At this time, Yang Qingshan was lying on his clothes, his face was pale, and blood was faint between the corners of his mouth.

Beside him, Yang Jiaxue was looking sad, waiting on his side and gently fed the medicine in his hand to Yang Qingshan.

"Jiaxue, go and have a rest first." Yang Qingshan said weakly after drinking the medicine.

"No, Dad, I'm not sleepy. I'm here with you." tears burst into Yang Jiaxue's eyes.

Looking at her father's appearance at this time, she wished she could replace him with an example.

The Yang family is now in a precarious situation. If they are careless, there will be a great disaster.

Only that man can solve this dilemma.

A figure appeared in her mind.

"Where are you? You know, we can't hold on." Yang Jiaxue's eyes turned red and muttered to himself.

"Home snow!"

Suddenly, a voice came out from behind her.

Yang Jiaxue was shocked, and an incredible look appeared on her face. She slowly turned around and saw a man in white smiling at her.

"Yang Xuan, you..." Yang Jiaxue shouted, and suddenly felt that something blocked his throat. He couldn't speak any more, but the tears on his face couldn't stop.

Yang Xuan came forward with a smile, patted her on the shoulder, and then turned his eyes to Yang Qingshan lying in bed.

Yang Qingshan looked at Yang Xuan and was shocked and ecstatic.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the great pressure originally imposed on him seemed to disappear in a moment.

Until this time, he suddenly found how important Yang Xuan was to the Yang family.

"Supreme elder..." Yang Qingshan struggled and wanted to get up.

Yang Xuan gently pressed him: "second uncle, don't move. I'll heal you first."

Yang Qingshan shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "my injury doesn't matter. Now the Yang family..."

He was eager to tell Yang Xuan about the plight of the Yang family at this time.

With a faint smile, Yang Xuan pressed on Yang Qingshan's right hand and said, "needless to say, I already know."

Yang Qingshan felt that a warm force entered his body along Yang Xuan's hand. Suddenly, the physical pain disappeared, the wound began to heal, and even the internal injury was gradually recovering.

A moment later, Yang Xuan took back his right hand: "how do you feel?"

Yang Qingshan looked at Yang Xuan stupidly. This miraculous means has far exceeded his imagination.

However, it is no longer strange that Yang Xuan could save his mother that day. Now he is only injured.

When Yang Qingshan changed his clothes, the pale color on his face had disappeared, even the wounds on his body disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have no injury at all.

Looking at his father's lively appearance, Yang Jiaxue gently covered his small mouth and looked incredible.

She didn't know how to evaluate the miraculous scene.

"Jiaxue, when did you come?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I arrived a few days ago." Yang Jiaxue still stared at Yang Xuan and answered subconsciously.

Yang Xuan didn't talk to her anymore. He turned to Yang Qingshan and said, "tell me about the situation."

Although he knows something from Yan feiwen, he still needs to ask Yang Qingshan for details.

Yang Qingshan hesitated slightly, and his eyes shot hate.

When Yang Qingshan finished his narration, Yang Xuan couldn't help killing in his heart.

Qi Feng, the eldest disciple of GaN tingjun, is a congenital master.

Yang Qingshan was seriously injured and three Yang family disciples died.

"Elder superior, Qi Feng came here to stand out for the great prince." Yang Qingshan continued.

"Oh? Why?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Before Qi Feng shot that day, he mentioned that the supreme elder hurt the eldest prince." Yang Qingshan said, "I refuted, but I was hurt. Several disciples were killed by Qi Feng on the spot in order to protect me."

Then hatred flashed in his eyes: "today, Qi Feng's men came to send a message to let my Yang family prepare enough gifts and go to Qi's house tomorrow to celebrate Qi Feng's birthday."

"Happy birthday?" Yang Xuan sneered, "he doesn't have to celebrate his birthday."

Yang Qingshan was shocked when he heard the speech: "elder Taishang, Qi Feng, he..."

Although he hates Qi Feng, Qi Feng is a congenital master after all, and will soon become the new national protection master of Yan Guo. If Yang Xuan kills him, it is likely to lead to great trouble.

Although he had a hundred times more confidence in Yang Xuan, don't forget that he also had a master who only heard his name but didn't see him.

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind. This Qi Feng must die." Yang Xuan sneered. He knew what Yang Qingshan wanted to say, but if he let Qi Feng go this time, countless people would ride on his head in the future.

Therefore, Qi Feng must die, not only in public, but also in public.

Yang Xuan wants everyone to see that he can't move the people of the Yang family.

Whoever dares to touch the Yang family will die.

After telling Yang Qingshan not to spread the news of his return for the time being, Yang Xuan went directly into his courtyard.

"Squeak!" he gently pushed the door open and entered the room.

"Who?" a scream came from the darkness.

"It's me." Yang Xuan smiled. He had recognized that it was Xiaomei's voice.

"Master?" Xiaomei exclaimed. The next moment, the light came on, showing Xiaomei in only obscene clothes and Xiaodie half up.

"Master, is it really you?" Xiaodie exclaimed. A pair of beautiful eyes had shed excited tears. Regardless, the whole person jumped up from the bed and rushed into Yang Xuanhuai.

Xiaomei also has an excited face and red eyes.

"Well, well, I'm back now. Why are you crying?" Yang Xuan patted Xiaodie on the back. Through his thin clothes, he could feel the trembling of the beauty in his arms.

"Master, if you don't come back, you won't see us." Xiaodie still tears and seems to have infinite grievances.

"It's all right." Yang Xuan touched her head: "I'm back. Everything is over."

Although he had a smile on his face, his heart was cold.

Even Xiaodie and Xiaomei are like this. It can be seen how far the Yang family has come at this time.

"Master, you don't know. During this time, my sister and I dare not go out." Xiaodie cried.

"Hmm? Why?" Yang Xuan looked at Xiaomei.

Xiaomei gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "master Gan's disciples sent a message not to allow businessmen in Yanjing to sell me Yang's disciples Yiying items. Therefore, shops in the capital dare not do business as soon as they see Yang's disciples."

"Moreover, Qi Feng's men often beat and scold Yang's disciples in the street." Xiaodie interrupted, with infinite grievances in his voice.

"Qi Feng!"

The name jumped out of the crack of Yang Xuan's teeth, and he was sneering in his heart.

The next morning, Yang Qingshan came to Yang Xuan, accompanied by his sixth uncle Yang Qingshu.

"Senior elder, you can come back." Yang Qingshu was overjoyed when he saw Yang Xuan.

"Sixth uncle!" Yang Xuan greeted him with a smile.

He felt how powerful he was at this time. With a slight sweep, he found that uncle Liu had achieved great accomplishments in this period of time. He had reached the peak of internal strength level 9 and could step into level 10 at any time.

Yang Qingshu looked at Yang Xuan in front of him and sighed in his heart.

Once upon a time, the nephew he watched grow up has grown to this point and become a towering tree of the Yang family.

"Is everything ready?" Yang Xuan looked at Yang Qingshan and asked softly.

"Ready, but..." Yang Qingshan hesitated again: "senior elder, in this way, I, Yang family and master Gan, will not die."

Yang Xuan sneered: "do you think if you don't do this, Gan tingjun can let go of the Yang family?"

"Go and give gifts to Qi Feng!"

Yang Xuan got up first and went out.