This result is doomed from the threat of the other party.

When he was reborn and returned, Yang Fan had made up his mind that anyone who hurt his mother would not be forgiven.

"Boy, take the long sword and storage ring." The rosefinch warned.

"I know, but it\'s too late to destroy the body." Yang Fan said with some regret. Just now, Qin xuanshuang\'s scream before he died must have awakened many people. If he delays any more, I\'m afraid it will lead to accidents.

With this in mind, Yang Fan directly took away Qin xuanshuang\'s storage ring and Xuan level long sword, turned and left in a direction of Xuanling mountain.

In fact, just after Yang Fan left for a few moments, all the figures gathered together. The first one was the Murong aristocratic family, Murong batian.

"Elder martial brother Qin!"

A cry of surprise came from Murong batian\'s back. Then Murong slightly and another Qingyang disciple walked forward in a panic.

"Elder martial brother Qin, he..." Murong was slightly pale and extremely flustered.

No one knows Qin xuanshuang\'s identity better than her.

Although he is only an outer disciple, he has an inner brother. Moreover, his brother is also a talented disciple of the inner sect. Such a background is not something they can provoke in Murong aristocratic family.

"It\'s over. It\'s all over. Elder martial brother Qin is dead. We all have to finish it." Qingyang sect disciple

Lose one\'s soul and choose no words.

Murong batian behind him was also completely stupid. This time, he wanted to curry favor with Qin xuanshuang, but he didn\'t expect such a result. Instead of getting on the line, he attracted coquettish.

However, Murong batian was the head of the family and woke up in an instant.

"Quickly, inform the second young lady and ask the young lady to seek the help of Xuanling palace. We must block the Xuanling mountains." Murong batianda orders.

"Yes. But master, what if King Xuanling doesn\'t do it?" Murong batian aside, a disciple of Murong family said.

"Don\'t do it? I can\'t help him now. Now the talented disciple of Qingyang sect died in Xuanling mountain. Do you think he will be better if he is blamed at that time?" Murong batian said gloomily.

"The master is wise. My subordinates will do it now." The servant promised and quickly stepped down.

Murong batian then went forward:

"Weiwei, this is not the time to be sad. You should immediately return to Qingyang sect and report this matter truthfully." Murong batian said.

At this time, it is impossible to hide. Otherwise, when Qin xuanshuang\'s brother comes to the door, they will not be spared.

"Yes, my father is right. Whoever killed elder martial brother Qin is doomed. My daughter will go back to the sect and invite elder martial brother Qin, and my father will be ready. Maybe it will be my Murong family\'s opportunity at that time." Murong woke up slightly and said.

"Don\'t worry, it\'s my father\'s own business." Murong Tianba said, his eyes flashing.

Next, Murong minor and another disciple of Qingyang sect took Qin xuanshuang\'s body away and went in the other direction of Xuanling mountain.

At this time, Yang Fan did not know about all this. However, when I was about to enter the back mountain of King Xuanling\'s house, I found that a column of palace guards surrounded the foot of the whole back mountain.

"What\'s the matter? Why did even the palace go out?" Yang Fan had a meal in his heart, and a bad guess grew in his heart.

But just then, a figure that disgusted Yang Fan appeared.

It was Yang Zheng who was followed by Murong.

"Yang Fan, why are you here?" Yang Zheng said unhappily. Obviously, he was still full of hatred for Yang Fan.

"It\'s none of your business that I\'m here? Why? Now that I\'m the son of the world, I have to report my whereabouts to you?" Yang Fan responded coldly and didn\'t give a face at all.

Anyway, the two have already torn their faces. If Yang Fan didn\'t want Yang Zheng to bear the despair he had suffered, he would have died a few days ago.

"Hum, don\'t be complacent. What if you recover your accomplishments? Now the son of God is still me. And you are just a relegated abandoned son, do you understand?" Yang Zheng said proudly.

"Oh." Yang Fan picked a corner of her mouth and said a faint sentence.

Then it passed directly in front of them.

"Yang Fan, stop. My son asks you, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Yang Zheng said, his eyes moved, and the messenger stopped Yang Fan.

Ho ho ho ho.

Several figures trembled and held long knives to surround Yang Fan in the middle.

"Yes, Yang Fan, how did you appear here in the middle of the night? Did you enter Xuanling mountain?" Murong said softly.

Yang Fan\'s eyes turned and looked at Murong gently.

At this moment, Yang Fan\'s killing intention was everywhere. Although snow hate was important, his mother was more important. If the other party really guessed that his mother would be in danger, Yang Fan must not take risks.

"Boy, he\'s just cheating you. If you do it now, you really don\'t fight yourself." Just the moment before Yang Fan wanted to shoot, the sound of rosefinch appeared and stopped Yang Fan.

Yang Fan\'s expression remained unchanged, but his heart woke up.

"What? I don\'t want you. I\'m going back to look for this waste again? Waste with waste, very good." Yang Fan said with a mockery on his face.

Sure enough, after Yang Fan finished, Murong blew his hair gently and directly:

"Bastard, who do you think is rubbish? Yang Fan, don\'t think you are qualified to be arrogant in front of me after you recover your cultivation. I tell you, my sister is coming back, and I and brother Zheng will enter Qingyang sect at that time."

"You think you\'re a genius? I tell you, you\'ll always be a waste in front of this girl." Murong was gentle and angry. Especially when I thought that I was still showing off in front of Yang Fan a few days ago, Yang Fan was indifferent and angry.

Originally, she wanted to use her beauty to find out Yang Fan\'s secret, but she didn\'t see Yang Fan for five days. She didn\'t even enter the gate of the back mountain, so she had to give up.

At this time, Yang Fan was silent and stopped talking, but his eyes stared at Murong gently, deliberately showing a sense of retreat.

But in fact, the heart scoffs.

"All the talented disciples of Qingyang sect died in Laozi\'s hands. Even if you become a member of Qingyang sect, you will be a fart in front of Laozi." Yang Fan thought, secretly proud.

However, he would not say it anyway.

After all, the situation is unknown now. Even the Royal Palace has been dispatched. It can be seen that it is definitely involved.

"Do you hear me? Yang Fan, you are a waste. However, when my son becomes a disciple of Qingyang sect, as long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe my son will be kind and give you back his position." Yang Zheng saw that Yang Fan was silent, even his eyes shrank, and his heart was proud. He stood beside Murong gently and began to ridicule Yang Fan.

"Then wait until you become a disciple of Qingyang sect. But now, don\'t get in my way. I don\'t want to relax in the middle of the night. I can hear dogs barking. Otherwise, I don\'t mind letting you try again. It\'s like being abused." Yang Fan\'s voice is cold.

Then he turned directly and went to the mountain behind the palace.

One person, one shadow, lonely and lonely.

But no one dared to stop him.