Chapter 51 Fire-breathing Beast

Since we parted in the mountains that day, we have not seen Yun Zixuan for almost two years. After meeting at this time, we were silent for a while. Yun Zixuan said, "You have lived in Qingyuan Town for the past two years?"

Shang Xin nodded and suddenly remembered in his mind that when he parted that day, Yun Zixuan once said: "After going back, you can find me in Qingyuan Town. Brother will help you upgrade your guardian beast. In Qingyuan Town, as long as you mention me, Yun Zixuan, there is nothing you don't know."

It has been two years since Shang Xin has never looked for Yun Zixuan. Shang Xin suddenly felt a little guilty. It was not that he forgot about that friendship, but because Wang Yunliang, he did not dare to ask for it, he was afraid that he would cause trouble for Yun Zixuan. After Wang Yunliang's death, he did not dare, he was afraid that Yun Zixuan would blame him.

Looking at Shang Xin's appearance, Yun Zixuan already knew it, so he asked again: "Wang Yunliang from the Blood-Devouring Gang, did you kill him?"

Shangxin nodded.

Yun Zixuan continued to ask, "Just because you have a grudge against Wang Yunliang, you have never dared to look for me, for fear of causing me trouble. Is that true?"

Shang Xin nodded. He could only nod, at this time, he couldn't even say a word.

Yun Zixuan took a deep breath and said, "Silly brother, do you know that if you came to me two years ago, you wouldn't have to worry about Wang Yunliang at all. In the eyes of the elder brother, the Blood-Swallowing Gang was nothing."

"Brother." Shang Xin finally spoke, but the short words contained too many feelings. There was self-blame, longing, and too much.

Yun Zixuan patted Shang Xin's shoulder heavily and said, "If you do this in the future, I will not be like you. If there is really danger, you should look for me even more. Brothers should be together."

At this time, another voice suddenly came from beside the people, "You all care about your brother, and don't care about me at all." Of course, Xiaoxiao was the one who spoke. The two of them were originally coming out of the fire together, but these people all surrounded Shang Xin. They had not even seen themselves, and even Hongma didn't come.

"Of the people of us, Xiaoxiao, you seem to be the best one. If you don't care about us, you still say that we don't care about you. Oh my God, would it be better to get rid of you and let Xiaoxiao be rational?" Liu Mang shouted with his head raised.

After looking at the appearance of the few people, Xiaoxiao suddenly burst out laughing. Then, the corners of her eyes were a little wet. Of course, among these people, only Xiaoxiao looked the best. Yuan Qing, Hongma, Ruoli, and Liu Mang, everyone was covered in dust, and everyone had a pair of red eyes. For the past three days, they didn't even blink a single eye. In addition to worrying, they were worried. How could it be better after the wind and sunlight for three days?

Of course, Xiaoxiao could feel that kind of care. A beggar could not get these things. Looking at the haggard but excited faces, Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very satisfied. She was already satisfied in this life. Even if she died, she would have no regrets.

"Xiaoxiao, has your guardian beast hatched?" Hong's mother asked suddenly. She still remembered that before the house caught fire, Shang Xin and Xiaoxiao were tinkering with her guardian beast in the house.

"Yes." Seeing his guardian beast, Xiaoxiao nodded excitedly and said, "Here." As he said that, he took out a fiery red beast from his arms and gently placed it on the ground.

"Is this?" The few people's eyes widened, and they looked at the guardian beast that Xiaoxiao cherished so much.

It was a small beast that was no bigger than a cat. Its fiery red body, bare and hairless, and its thin and small limbs barely supported a rolling body.

The little beast was placed on the ground by Xiaoxiao, and walked forward shakingly for two steps, and then lying on the ground with a thud, but it looked extremely cute.

"Is this your guardian beast?" Liu Mang squatted down with interest, and asked with his hands pulling the beast's head.

Unexpectedly, the little beast had just said this. Before Xiaoxiao could answer, the little beast turned his head, opened his mouth, and spit out a small fireball at Liu Mang's hand. The fireball hit the back of Liu Mang's hand, and wherever it fell, it was burned to charred in an instant.

"Ah!" Liu Mang screamed and jumped up. The burned hand kept shaking in the air. After a long time, the pain slightly decreased. Liu Mang said again: "Damn, what kind of guardian beast is this? It looks very cute. Why is it so angry?" After a pause, Liu Mang said again: "Why does it still spit fire? Is this really a guardian beast? This is not a monster."

"Your wind wolf is the monster." Xiaoxiao glared at Liu Mang fiercely, and hurriedly held his little beast in his arms, never letting others touch it again. Xiaoxiao liked this guardian beast that he had finally had.

Looking at the scene just now, not to mention Yuan Qing and others, even Yun Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned. What kind of guardian beast is this? It can actually spew out flames, which is beyond their perception. How could there be such a magical guardian beast in the world?

Only Shang Xin and Xiaoxiao knew this. If you don’t even have this ability, can you still be called the ancient top-class divine beast Fire Dragon? Just looking at its stupid appearance, it is really difficult for people to associate it with the legendary dragon.

After glanced around, Shang Xin suddenly found that there were two things in the burned open space that had not been burned. He picked them up and found that they were the two books "Strange Continent". Shang Xin was a little stunned. The fire was burned cleanly by the bricks, tiles and stones, but these two books were preserved. There was no incomplete at all, and there was no sign of burning on the pages.

After gently touching for a while, Shang Xin carefully put the book into the Qiankun bag. Now he has confirmed that these two books are priceless treasures. The materials used to make the book seem paper, but they are not afraid of burning, and they are not afraid of the seeds of fire that are countless times hotter than ordinary flames. I don’t know who left this book. But Shang Xin knows that this book has extremely important significance to him. When the various things mentioned above are strong, there may be one day that they need to explore by themselves. At least, he must go to the Iceland of the Jueland to pick back the magical moonlight grass.

When he came to Han Fei's house, the one who was burned was the house that Bilian rented to Shangxin before, but the blacksmith shop was not implicated.

There was nothing missing in the house. When Han Fei and Bi Lian left, they took nothing away.

In order to celebrate the life of Shang Xin and Xiaoxiao, Yuan Qing and Hong's mother made a sumptuous midnight snack. Everyone drank, but Yun Zixuan did not leave. At the dinner table, Yun Zixuan finally learned what Shang Xin had experienced in the past two years, and also knew that these people were about to open a clinic now, but they had not found a house.

A few days ago, Liu Mang had some clues about doing it, but after this fire, he delayed for several days, and I don’t know if there were any changes.

After listening to everyone's remarks, Yun Zixuan patted his chest and said, "Leave the clinic affairs to me, don't worry about anything. Just wait for the opening in half a month."

At this time, Liu Mang was already 70% drunk and said, "Zixuan, what we want is the largest and best clinic in Qingyuan Town. If you get any one, I, Liu Mang, would not agree."

Yun Zixuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, stupid, do you think what I made is worse than what you did?"

"Idiot?" Liu Mang said with extreme depression: "Why do you call me a fool?"

"Haha..." Yun Zixuan laughed and said, "They all call me that, so I will, otherwise wouldn't it seem like I'm not a friend enough?"

Liu Mang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shang Xin with resentment and sighed: "Oh, my reputation was ruined by you."

Yuan Qing and Hong's mother looked at the children in front of her with a smile, and felt very relieved. When they first met this young man in white and knew that the other party was the most powerful young master of the Yun family in Qingyuan Town, they thought that the other party must be an arrogant and arrogant young man from a noble family.

But now it seems that he has no airs of a young man at all, and the straightforward and sincere way of bringing people is even worse than Shang Xin. Yuan Qing knew very well that Yun Zixuan was a hero, a real hero. His openness and lightness were like Shang Yan back then. She was also secretly happy that Shang Xin was able to make such friends.

She didn't want Shang Xin to be a hero, but she liked Shang Xin to have a heroic friend. This is very contradictory, but it is a fact. That's what Yuan Qing thought.

What is a hero? In Yuan Qing's heart, a person can rush to his friends. He has no hatred in his heart, but he has too much love. Such a person is a hero.

The hero is open and upright, and the ambition is as broad as the sea.

It's just a hero, usually not long.

This is Yuan Qing’s cognition, and this cognition comes from Shang Yan. Therefore, Yuan Qing does not want Shang Xin to be a hero, and Shang Xin is indeed not.

This meal was eaten until dawn.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

Yun Zixuan said goodbye and left. When he walked to the door, he turned around and looked at Ruoli deeply.

Liu Mang was already drunk. Even his thin wind wolf, who had no idea what he had eaten, fell drunk next to Liu Mang.

Shang Xin returned to the bedroom alone. This bedroom was idle when Han Fei lived. His and Bilian's bedroom is now lived by Yuan Qing and Ruoli.

Sitting on the bed, Shang Xin began to practice lonely again. At this time, in his lower abdomen, there was no longer the blue air mass, but a jumping blue flame. He used his consciousness to pull the flames to flow slowly along the meridians, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth slowly poured into his body. After the flames were burned, there was almost no more than that. The growth rate of spiritual energy in his body was more than dozens of times slower than before.

Originally, letting this flame swim in the meridians was unbearable by the human body. But after those three days of burning, Shang Xin's meridians were magically refined to another realm. The toughness of the meridians in the body had reached an incredible level, and the extremely hot flame could not bring any harm to Shang Xin. Of course, the pain experienced in those three days was also unimaginable to ordinary people. Even now, Shang Xin's body is still charred. Who can imagine what kind of torture should the burning from the inside out?
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