Xiao Qingyu had never heard Yang Xian mention Yang Xian's life experience. At this time, when he heard Yang Xian talk about his childhood experience, he seemed extremely miserable. He stretched out his little hand and gently held Yang Xian's palm, and whispered: "Brother Xian, everything has passed!"

After Yang Xian's palm was held by Xiao Qingyu, his body shook slightly. He immediately looked at Xiao Qingyu and smiled. His palm gently patted Xiao Qingyu's little hand and said with a smile: "Past? How can I go?"

He said to Xiao Qing: "Only by experiencing suffering personally can you truly understand the meaning of suffering."

Yang Xian whispered: "When I encountered misfortune, I felt that I was the most unfortunate in the world. So I hated the heavens and the earth at that time. After practicing martial arts, I was extremely violent. When I encountered unfair things, I had to take care of them. I killed many people in those years, and my teacher couldn't stand it anymore."

He didn't want to say much after saying this, and stood up and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go back and rest."

At this time, the red sun sets westward and the sky gradually becomes darker.

When Xiao Qingyu left the restaurant, he looked up at the dozens of people hanging on the tree. He saw them shaking gently in the air like sandbags, and he couldn't help but make a soft moan, his breath was extremely weak.

"Brother Xian, they will not die if they are hanging like this?"

Xiao Qingyu was kind-hearted after all, and still couldn't bear it, "If you die, you'll be killed!"

Yang Xian said: "If you die, then you should be like this. If you don't die, it is also called living a life of silence! Whether you die or live depends on their own fortune!"

Xiao Qingyu was still waiting to say something, but Yang Xian had already taken her hand and pulled her back to the small yard.

That night, Xiao Qingyu seemed to hear a few screams and screams in her sleep, but the sound was too slight. After getting up in the morning, she couldn't figure out whether the movement she heard last night was really illusory.

But when he went to the restaurant with Yang Xian again at noon, before he entered the restaurant, he heard a pleasant sound of "ding Ding Dangdang", just like the sound of a wind chime.

Xiao Qingyu looked up when she heard the sound, and saw that there were a lot of swords and sticks hanging under the eaves of the restaurant. The swords and swords had good textures. They reflected cold lights under the sunlight. They were tied under the eaves by silk threads, and when they were blown by the wind, they collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Qingyu was shocked and hurriedly turned around and looked at the small square in front of the restaurant. He found that there were a lot more people hanging upside down on the old trees in the square overnight.

Xiao Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the movement he heard last night was not an illusion. It seemed that someone wanted to rescue these people who were hanging upside down last night, but in the end he was captured by Yang Xian and joined the army of hanging upside down.

"Yang Xian! You actually humiliated me so much!"

A big man who was hung upside down saw Yang Xian appear and shouted loudly: "A real man can be killed but not humiliated. What kind of hero can you be considered as a hero?"

This person took the lead in speaking, and dozens of people who hung upside down all started to clamor.

Yang Xian looked at the man coldly and said lightly: "Can you kill or not be humiliated? Well, I will kill you now so that you will not be humiliated here!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and a long sword hanging under the eaves of the restaurant broke the silk thread and flew straight into his hand.

Yang Xian raised his sword and glanced at everyone, "Who else thinks it can be killed or humiliated? I will send you on the way together!"

He had a long sword in his hand, and a shocking murderous aura suddenly rose from his body. Everyone who was stared at him felt cold in his heart, his whole body was cold, and they all closed their mouths.

"Why don't you talk?"

Yang Xian sneered, and the sword in his hand shook suddenly. A green light from the tip of the sword was swallowed and spit out, stretching out more than a foot of the sword tip.

"Sword Light!"

"It turned out to be a sword light!"

The man hanging upside down on the tree saw the strange phenomenon on the tip of Yang Xian's sword and exclaimed at the same time.

In the eyes of some people in the martial arts world, those who can stimulate sword energy to form sword light are peerless masters.

Some people even boast about sword lights as the most powerful method in the sky and underground, which seems to allow the long sword to form sword lights, which is invincible in the world.

Therefore, when he saw Yang Xian trembling casually, a sword light sucked and spitted. Everyone in the martial arts people who were hung up on the opposite side were frightened and there was no one who was stubborn anymore.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the people opposite, Yang Xian sighed slightly.

This so-called sword light is just a situation caused by the initiation of true qi, and it has nothing to do with the level of strength. Just like the people who are good at calculating warriors from low to high to level one to ninth, they are actually not accurate at all.

Just like this sword light, as long as the warrior who practices to the realm of protecting the body of the Gangqi can activate the sword light visible to the naked eye.

But with the same sword light, how can the master of martial arts and the master of martial arts be compared?

But being able to ignite the sword light is already an unattainable peerless sword technique for the people on the scene.

In fact, the methods Yang Xian showed yesterday were a hundred times better than this urging sword light, but these people thought that Yang Xian was using something evil, only fear but no awe.

Now, he shook his sword light and sucked and spitted, which scared these people.

It's like a group of people who only know that the township officials are powerful, but not the emperor's horror. It's really ridiculous.

Unexpectedly, the sword light that was shaking out casually was so intimidating. Yang Xian was amused, but his face was cold as ice. The sword in his hand shook suddenly, and immediately a sword energy flew out, and with a "brush" sound, it cut off the hair of the first person who spoke just now.

After he cut out his sword, he kept slashing out several swords in a row. The hair of dozens of people at the scene was cut off with his invisible sword energy.

As her hair flew all over the sky, Yang Xian turned around and walked, no longer looking at everyone, leaving only one sentence:

"A bunch of waste!"

Hearing Yang Xian's words, the person who had his hair cut off at the scene was shocked, angry and scared, and no one said anything tough.

"Brother Xian, didn't they say that they could be killed and not be humiliated? Why did you become like this when you were scared?"

Xiao Qingyu looked funny and asked Yang Xian: "Are these people so spineless?"

Yang Xian said: "The more arrogant and arrogant people are, the more greedy they are, they are afraid of death. On the contrary, the unknown talents may really have backbone!"

He pointed at the restaurant, "Now there is a man with backbone!"

When Xiao Qingyu heard this, she followed Yang Xian's hand and looked into the interior of the restaurant. She saw that a man in red suddenly appeared in the center of the first floor of the restaurant.

Xiao Qingyu had just seen clearly that there was no one in that place just now, but just in such a daze, the man in white suddenly appeared there.

This man dressed like blood, had long eyebrows on his temples, sat behind the wine table, and his long sword was placed in front of him, and he had a charming attitude.

At this time, he was holding a teapot and slowly pouring tea into the tea bowl. After sensing Yang Xian's gaze, he raised his head gently, his eyes as bright as cold stars.

"Yang Xian!"

The man sat there and laughed softly, "My name is Zhu Honglan!"
Chapter completed!