"Uh~uh!"

Jiang Song groaned in pain and his veins were exposed.

A huge pain spread throughout his body, like flesh and blood being scraped off one after another.

He had never felt so painful before when he grew up.

In an instant, his whole body was soaked in sweat.

He wanted to scream shrillly, but his neck was pinched, and his scream was stuck in his throat.

Devil! This is a devil! He is in so much pain, and he is left with endless fear in his heart, hoping to be free as soon as possible.

"You enjoy it, it's very wonderful~" Xiao Yang held him, galloping like a huge dead shrimp.

His goal is Dongshan.

Jiang Song can't die yet, at least he won't die easily.

He wanted to place Jiang Song in the Dongshan Villa, feel pain all the time, and cannot survive! "Teacher!"

"The teacher is here!"

Fang Yao and the others were practicing, and found Xiao Yang coming, so they stood up to greet him.

Their small eyes all looked at Jiang Song in Xiao Yang's hand in confusion.

Who is this?

Why was it brought up by the teacher?

"This is my enemy. I will put it here first. When I have nothing to do, I will ask him to discuss it."

Xiao Yang had already sealed Jiang Song's tendons and veins. He is now just an ordinary person, so he is naturally no match for Fang Yao and the others.

"Thank you, teacher!"

When Fang Yao and the others heard the teacher grab a training session, their eyes lit up and a cold light appeared.

These days, they are very bored while practicing.

Every time, they look for opponents to compete with each other.

But other children are still young and have limited power to exert, so Fang Yao has basically no opponent.

With Jiang Song, this distress will be solved! "Well, you can do it, but don't kill it!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

The children thanked each other in unison, looking at him with dark eyes, showing a look of longing.

Xiao Yang knew very well that these were just children and needed fatherly love and motherly love.

They have never enjoyed that kind of love since their father passed away.

After learning from Xiao Yang, they regarded Xiao Yang as their father.

But Xiao Yang came very rarely and hardly showed up.

If you can't see him, the children will miss him.

He threw Jiang Song in a corner casually, and raised his mouth lightly, revealing a hint of love.

"You all tell me, how are you practicing yourself?"

"Teacher, I said!"

"I'm talking about it!"

The child suddenly became interested and surrounded him, chattering and reporting to him excitedly.

Some children are progressing slower.

Some children have faster improvement.

As it develops slowly, this gap will become more and more obvious.

Even so, those children who are progressing slowly will definitely be strong and healthy in the future, far better than ordinary people.

"You are all very good, the teacher is very happy."

He couldn't help but nod, chuckled and praised.

"Teacher, we will work harder!"

"Teacher, we will not let your expectations down!"

"..." The children were even happier after being praised, and each little face was filled with confidence.

After staying with them for a while, Xiao Yang chose to leave.

After leaving the villa, he did not return to Yijingyuan, but went straight to the top of Dongshan Mountain, swallowed a blood spirit pill, and began to recover.

Practice is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat.

Only by constantly working hard and seizing all the time to practice can the wounds of the great way be healed.

With his current state, even if he returns to the fairy world, he will only have food to deliver.

The stars are shining, and they are connected to Dongshan again, covering him.

The stars bathed, wrapped around him, floating up and down.

With his hands formed seals, he pulled the starlight, drilled into his body, and flowed into his dantian.

Time is endless, and I don’t know the end.

At dawn the next day, the stars disappeared, Xiao Yang opened his eyes and woke up from Dongshan.

Step by step, he walked down the east mountain and enjoyed leisurely.

Along the way, the mountains and flowers bloomed and fragrant in an instant.

The mountain is not high, but there are immortals and spirits.

Dongshan is indeed not high, but because of its spiritual energy, it becomes ethereal in fairy spirit.

As soon as he returned to the gate of Yijingyuan, his brow frowned slightly.

In front of him, a young woman appeared.

Compared to women in the city, she is conservative in dressing, jeans and jeans, and looks very toned.

The woman looked at him coldly with a cold look on her face.

From her, Xiao Yang noticed a faint aura, the same as the eyes of yesterday.

It turned out to be her! Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't know what a woman was going to do, and he was too lazy to think about it. He pretended not to know anything and planned to walk past the woman.

"It was you last night?"

The woman suddenly spoke without a head or end.

Although her voice was pleasant, it was very cold, with a coldness that was difficult to get close to.

“What is me?”

Xiao Yang paused slightly under his feet and glanced at her side.

"Yuehua Hotel, don't say you forgot!"

The woman's eyes were sharp and her eyes were like a knife, staring at him tightly.

After chasing for a long time last night, she found that she had lost her pursuit and was secretly angry.

Then I got the news that something strange happened in Yuehua Hotel and many people died tragically.

Moreover, the window glass on the next floor was kicked to pieces, unlike human power.

She immediately realized that this was definitely done by the warrior.

Thinking of the incident with Xiao Yang last night, she immediately concluded that this matter was related to Xiao Yang! She waited at the gate of Yijingyuan all night last night, but Xiao Yang did not return, and she could only be messy in the night wind.

After finally seeing Xiao Yang come back, she naturally needs to ask clearly.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yang looked at her calmly, looking cold.

"It doesn't matter if you deny it, you did the Mo family, right?"

The woman's eyes showed anger and a biting chill.

This guy is a warrior who relies on his cultivation to act recklessly in the secular world and disrupts balance. He must not be forgiven! "So what, so what, so what, why should I tell you?"

Xiao Yang's eyes were deep and cold.

He could guess the identity of a woman now and didn't want to kill her.

If she didn't know it yet, he wouldn't hold back and would destroy the flowers with sting.

"You..." The woman's eyes twisted, revealing a cold light.
To be continued...