Chatper 12 (1/2)

"Brother Yang, you, you are here." Fang Qingxue shouted timidly with a shy blush on her cheeks.

"Well, I'm starving, let's have something to eat." Yang Xuan nodded with a smile, lifted his robe, and sat down in the empty seat beside Fang Qingxue.

In the dining hall, there is a spacious aisle in the center, and there are long tables on both sides of the aisle. Each long table is about half a meter wide and two meters long, which is enough for several people to eat at the same table.

At this time, there were a few people at the same table with Yang Xuan and Fang Qingxue. Some of them were fourteen or fifteen-year-old young girls full of youthful air. They have always had a good relationship with Fang Qingxue, and some of them even lived with Fang Qingxue. , so they will sit at the same table.

"Hello, Senior Brother Yang Xuan." When the girls saw Yang Xuan seated, they all greeted him respectfully, but their expressions seemed a little restrained. After all, Yang Xuan is not the sick man he used to be, but an influential figure from the outside world. In particular, they all heard of the battle between Yang Xuan and Tie Feng, and knew that Yang Xuan's hand was extremely fierce.

"You guys are fine too." Yang Xuan nodded slightly, his attitude was neither cold nor warm. In the whole outer door, only the other party Qingxue would show a friendly smile, because he was so close, he could clearly smell the little girl at the moment. The body exudes traces of fragrance, just feel refreshing.

Soon, a handyman brought food, and Yang Xuan didn't care how ugly it looked, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and ate wildly.

After a cup of tea, several girls were full and left one by one, but Yang Xuan had already eaten the food of several people.

Three meals are served in the dining hall, and each meal is sufficient. If you don’t eat enough, you have to spend money. Fortunately, Yang Xuan has not used much money over the years, and the money he has saved is enough for him to spend.

Fang Qingxue was full, but she didn't leave, she sat quietly beside Yang Xuan.

At the same time, at the nearby dining table, a group of outer disciples smacked their tongues secretly when they looked at the stacks of plates in front of Yang Xuan, thinking that this guy was not born from starvation.

In fact, Yang Xuan is not to blame. The main reason is that cultivating the vigorous Xuanwu tactic consumes a lot of physical strength, especially after a long period of training, he is in urgent need of replenishing energy.

So he didn't care what others thought of him and continued to eat frantically.

But it didn't take long for the originally noisy dining hall to quiet down.

Yang Xuan felt a little strange, and when he looked up, he saw a woman, a woman in full bloom.

The woman was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face, a face like a hibiscus, a standard oval face that was torn apart by blowing, her skin like a cream, a small nose, plump red lips, curved willow eyebrows, and long and slightly curled eyelashes. A pair of star eyes, shining brightly.

Her figure is also very good, with a well-cut moon-white long skirt clinging to her body, and her graceful curves are revealed, which is extremely moving.

Especially her temperament, holy and elegant, under the light of the ceiling of the dining hall, she looks like a fairy walking out of the moon palace.

At this moment, the sky and the earth turned pale.

She was the focus of the audience's attention. Many teenagers had dull eyes, and some people opened their mouths wide, and even squeaks came out of their mouths.

However, Yang Xuan was different. Even though this beautiful woman had already come to him, his eyes were not a little hot, but his face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Yang Xuan, are you okay?"

The woman spoke first, her voice soft, like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream. Just listening to the voice made the mouths of many adolescent teenagers in the dining hall dry, but at the moment, only Yang Xuan was in the eyes of the woman.

"I'm fine, don't worry about it." Yang Xuan shrugged and spoke coldly. The woman in front of him was named Qin Lan, seventeen years old this year, from the Qin family.

The Qin family and the Yang family are friends, Yang Xuan's father Yang Tian and Qin Lan's father Qin Fang are still brothers.

When Yang Xuan and Qin Lan were two years old, Yang Tian and Qin Fang set a baby kiss for the two little guys in order to kiss each other.

And because the two families are not far away, the two little guys have been very close since they were young, and they can be said to be childhood sweethearts.

When he was twelve years old, Yang Xuan learned about the marriage between the two, and he regarded Qin Lan as his never-before-seen wife, and always took good care of her.

But after arriving at Qixuanmen, everything changed.

As Yang Xuan's cultivation was slow to progress, Qin Fang went back on his word and broke the contract privately, while Qin Lan was silent about this, and gradually even alienated Yang Xuan. Not only that, but she got very close to another person.

That person's name is Bai Haitang. He is the young master of the Bai family, one of the eight great martial arts families on Xingchen Island. He is extremely talented and looks good. Like Qin Lan, he broke through to the Ningyuan realm two years ago and became the seventh Inner disciple of Xuanmen.

"It's been two years, are you still angry with me?" Qin Lan asked, her voice was calm, as if she had expected that Yang Xuan would not want to see her again.

Yang Xuan didn't answer, he just looked at Qin Lan like this, thinking about the bits and pieces of how the two got along in the past, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

While he was silent, there was already a lot of discussion in the dining hall.

"It's really beautiful, but who is she? How come I've never seen her before."

"That's right, she doesn't seem to be an outer disciple!"

"I know. Her name is Qin Lan. She used to be a genius from the outer sect. She was promoted to an inner disciple two years ago."

"It turned out to be Senior Sister Neimen, but does she know Yang Xuan?"

"Hey, why don't you know each other? The two seem to have had a marriage contract since they were young, but unfortunately Yang Xuan's talent is too rubbish, and the marriage contract has long since been voided."

"Uh, being divorced, Yang Xuan is really tragic enough!"

"The dragon doesn't live with the snake, you can only blame him for his poor talent."

"Too bad talent? Don't be joking, okay? He defeated Mad Niu Tiefeng, and recently climbed to the ninth floor of the Gravity Tower."

"It was recently, who didn't know he was a waste in the past."

"Shh, be quiet, you want to die!"

...

Yang Xuan was like no one else, only Qin Lan in his eyes. He loved this childhood sweetheart girl very much, but he was also deeply hurt.

After a long time, he said, "I'm not angry with you, but at me. I didn't think that until today, I still haven't forgotten you."