C182 A Fire Burned
C182 A Fire Burned
Under Guan Si's escort, Huang Tian City returned home. With Huo Le personally taking care of him, he naturally didn't have to worry about being persecuted.
The Spring Festival Gala was over. Guan Yang looked at Guan Jiu who was in his arms like a kitten, gently lying in front of his chest. As for Guan Yang, he was lighting a cigarette. Seeing the moonlight that was coming from outside the window, he couldn't help but sink into deep thought.
His battle strength at night seemed to be ridiculously strong. The moment the punch pierced through Sun Wanli's chest, he actually felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
During the battle, the blood in his body seemed to have become different.
Strength, it seemed, would never run out.
All of this seemed to have started from the moment he entered the Creation stage. Could it be that there was some unforeseen event?
After thinking about it for most of the night, Guan Yang's bedside ashtray had been filled to the brim, but he still couldn't think of a reason.
At this moment, Guan Jiu, who was in his embrace, flipped over and directly rode on top of Guan Yang. She rubbed her hazy eyes and looked at Guan Yang in a daze.
"Young master, why aren't you sleeping?"
Looking at the cute girl in his arms, Guan Yang squinted his eyes and giggled. He then exerted his strength, directly pushing her down.
"I can't sleep. You have to wait on me before I can sleep."
Hearing this, Guan Jiu's face turned red all of a sudden. She shyly nodded and pulled the blanket under her.
Find the tall and straight thing and put it all in your mouth.
"..."
The next day.
Guan Yang pushed open the door to the Aroma Pavilion. The ancestor was already sitting there cross-legged.
Without another word, Guan Yang also sat down cross-legged.
After circulating the spiritual energy in his body for a few cycles, Guan Yang could clearly feel that the speed at which he was sensing the spiritual energy in his body was increasing.
After a long breath, Guan Yang slowly opened his eyes.
"Young Lord, you're awake?" Elder Zu and Mystic One were sitting side by side in front of Guan Yang, looking at him with smiles on their faces.
Guan Yang felt somewhat uncomfortable under the gaze, so he stood up. Just like the two Masters, after they bowed, they also sat down at the side.
"Young master, yesterday's incident has already caused a sensation throughout the Martial Cultivators' Class!" The elder looked at Guan Yang with a face full of pride.
Guan Yang knew what he was talking about. The heads of the seven major sects were assassinated at home. Furthermore, the hole in his chest was indeed a shocking piece of news.
"Stinking brat, tell us how did you deal with that damn fatty." Mystic One revealed a look of glee as she looked at Guan Yang.
Since he was forced to do so, Guan Yang could only explain the whole situation.
When the two of them heard this, their faces were filled with shock.
Mystic One gripped Guan Yang's arm tightly and looked at him nervously. "My dear disciple, Master doesn't want to know anything." I just want to ask you a question. Did you secretly store a gunny sack of the money you found in the secret room? "
Guan Yang waved his hand with an impatient face and said, "Money is just worldly possessions. Bringing it with you is just a burden."
Mystic One pulled a long face as she looked at Guan Yang ingratiatingly. "Then how are you going to deal with this matter in the end? After all, what about that amount of money?"
"Then how can we deal with it? We can only burn it." I can't take him away, no one can even think of taking him! "
These light words were like a bolt from the blue for Mystic One.
"You disappointing brat, those are all white notes. Look at how Master has pulled you up like this, don't you know how to bring it back to honor Master? "
Guan Yang turned his head to the side and stared expressionlessly at his master Mystic One.
"Master, you still have the face to say. When I was a teenager, I was assigned by you. At that time, the elder sister standing by the roadside looked at me pitifully and even passed me a lollipop. What about you? Are you playing mahjong with your martial uncles? I finally crawled out of the pile of corpses and brought back a hundred thousand yuan, and you even took eighty thousand! "And you …"
Mystic One hurriedly covered Guan Yang's mouth. He looked awkwardly at the Elder in front of him and forced a smile.
"Hehe, Elder Zu, please don't take this to heart." We're just joking, how could something like that happen? "
The ancestor could naturally see through some clues, but he did not point it out directly.
Seeing that Mystic One had become more honest, Guan Yang shook his head in satisfaction. He walked up to Elder Zu and boldly spoke of the confusion he felt last night.
When Mystic One and the Old Ancestor heard that Guan Yang's eyes had turned a crimson red, they couldn't help but stare with wide eyes in shock.
Mystic One was the first to react. She excitedly gripped Guan Yang's shoulders, so excited that she was on the verge of tears.
"Guan Yang, are you kidding me? Did you really awaken Scarlet Eye?"
"Scarlet Eye?"
Hearing this term, Guan Yang was confused.
At this moment, the ancestor walked over from the side. He crouched down and I studied Guan Yang's eyes. Guan Yang could feel that his hands were trembling from excitement.
"Young master, the main bloodline of the Guan Family is the same." As long as your talent and strength are sufficient, it is highly likely that you will be able to awaken the Scarlet Eye. "
"Of course, the better the talent, the earlier the awakening time; the earlier the awakening time, the stronger the power will be."
"When I thought of that time, this old man had watched as the last Patriarch awakened Scarlet Eye." Although he was much older than you when he awakened, he was still awakened at the Creation stage. "
Guan Yang understood that the person who closed the door on him was his father, who he had never met before.
Guan Yang paused for a moment and suddenly asked, "What about those purple eyes?"
Hearing this question, the ancestor rested a hand on his forehead. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head at Guan Yang.
"Young master, in my impression, I haven't found a family with purple pupils."
As his voice changed, Guan Yang continued to ask, "Then is it possible? Is there anyone who has two different colors?"
Without waiting for the elder to speak, Mystic One immediately rejected him.
"Impossible. In a family, only a single totem can appear. Therefore, it is impossible for two people with different colored eyes to appear here. "
Hearing this, Guan Yang thoughtfully nodded his head.
The girl who had been saved by the gang battle that day also had astonishing purple pupils. He originally wanted to ask the knowledgeable and knowledgeable Old Ancestor, but he didn't know either.
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Forget it, this matter isn't urgent anyway. I'll just take it one step at a time.
However, when he thought back to her reaction, Guan Yang felt a chill run down his spine.
A girl who was not even taller than Guan Yang's chest was not afraid of death, nor was she concerned with blood. The most terrifying thing was that he actually liked the murderous aura on Guan Yang.
This sort of person was very similar to the person Guan Yang had met abroad.
Killing without even blinking, it was as if the god of death had descended upon them!