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Yi Xiaotian said sternly.

"It's not a big deal, don't be so nervous."

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, pointed at Yang Xuan and said, "Although my apprentice is a little cynical, he is not the kind of unkind person. Xiu'er will never suffer a loss if he follows him."

"What Fengdi said is."

Yi Xiaotian repeatedly said yes, always hunched over, in front of the Emperor, what else could he say to this little supreme being.

Just thinking that the precious daughter he had raised for many years is going to leave with others, and that he might not come back for a long time, he still felt a burst of depression and reluctance in his heart.

"Thank you dad, thank you Feng Lao."

Yi Xiu'er was overjoyed, and jumped and jumped to Yang Xuan's side, holding his arm affectionately.

"Yang Xuan, if you dare to bully me in the future, I'll talk to Feng Lao to reason, hee hee..."

At the end of the sentence, Yi Xiu'er's beautiful face had a sweet smile on her face, her eyes were big and clear, very beautiful, and her cherry-like mouth was slightly upturned, cunning and intelligent, captivating.

"gorgeous!"

Yang Xuan praised without hesitation.

"Humph, of course."

Yi Xiuer proudly puffed out her small breasts, smiling charmingly, holding a smile that captivates the city, and the second smile that captivates the nation, with a peerless youth.

"It's really the water splashed by the married daughter, are you so happy?"

Yi Xiaotian grinned, pretending to be angry.

"Father, people just like Yang Xuan!"

Yi Xiu'er stuck out her tongue and said with a long nasal voice, her cuteness was so cute, it made Feng Qingyang laugh happily, and said in a loud voice: "Very well, you two little guys can get it together. Give birth to a child as soon as possible, so that I can be a teacher."

When the crowd heard this, they all thought in their hearts, how terrifying the talent of the child born by Yang Xuan and Yi Xiuer, and what was even more envious and maddening was that this child also had an emperor.

"Xiu'er, Master has already spoken, we have to work harder next."

Yang Xuan grinned and wrapped his arms around Yi Xiuer's unbearable waist. Although he was wearing a shirt, he could still see the softness and smoothness coming from the little girl's waist. No, he had already started to play with it and had a good time.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Yang is even more handsome!"

"Alas, once I returned, I stepped into the realm of divine power and left us all behind."

At this moment, several figures broke through the air, and they passed the crowd in unison and walked towards Yang Xuan side by side.

"I have seen Fengdi, I have seen Yi Patriarch."

A few people walked and turned to Feng Qingyang and Yi Xiaotian, saluting in turn, and strode to stand in front of Yang Xuan.

Among them, Qian Zui looked at Yang Xuan, and then at Yi Xiu’er, winking and saying, “Xue’er junior sister, you have to be careful this time, if you let Brother Yang run away again, don’t cry. "

"Who's crying?"

Yi Xiuer's pretty face turned red, waving her pink fist.

"Hehe, just kidding, why are you so shy?"

Qian Zui smiled even more.

"This girl is thin-skinned, don't make fun of her."

Yang Xuan also smiled, his eyes looked from Qian Zui, Dongfang Yun, He Shaotian, Li Ningwei, and Duguyu, and nodded with a smile: "A few of you are not bad, dazzling half a year has passed, all of them are Entering the realm of death."

"Compared to you, it's far worse. You are definitely a veritable evildoer."

He Shaotian said with emotion.

"What kind of evildoer is not evildoer, he is a normal human being, um, that is, his talent is a little higher than yours, and his strength is stronger than you."

Yi Xiuer gave He Shaotian a blank look.

"It's not just a little bit, it's a lot!"

Qian Zui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, even though he always looked like a condescending child every day, but he was always full of arrogance, and Yang Xuan was the only one of his generation who could admire him.

"You're the one who talks the most."

Yi Xiu'er snorted softly and urged, "Let's go, it's not too late for you guys to catch up with the old slowly when you get to my manor."

"Don't worry, I still have something to do?"

Yang Xuan shook his head.

"What's up?"

Dongfang Yun and several people were startled.

"It's a small matter, it will be done soon, you wait here for a while."

After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he walked to an open space, his eyes swept across the crowd in the distance, and finally settled on a figure.

It was a man in red, twenty-seven or eight-year-old, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in bearing, but his hazy eyes completely destroyed his temperament.

This person was Liu Jiangyuan, who had been chasing after Yi Qingwu and had made a life-and-death fight with Yang Xuan many days ago.

Seeing Yang Xuan's eyes locked on him, Liu Jiangyuan couldn't help frowning, and even a hint of fear rose in his heart, very worried that Yang Xuan would challenge him now.