He took out a set of black clothes from the storage ring. After changing, Yang Xuan left the place where he had been for three years.


    When he appeared in the outer sky, it was early morning.


    At his feet, the disciples of Biyun sect passed one by one, and even two people flew past him, but no one could see the invisible Yang Xuan.


    His appearance has changed greatly, and he has become a completely strange young man who looks about twenty-four or five years old.


    This is the result of his use of change.


    Three years later, the first thing he needs to understand now is what happened to the Yang family.


    After a little meditation, Yang Xuan, who was completely invisible, flew to Qingxue city.


    Qingxue royal family is the most likely to attack the Yang family.


    The special power that suppressed his mind three years ago still exists, but it has faded a lot with the improvement of his realm.


    Now his mind can cover an area of 100 meters.


    As soon as he entered the city, his face was cold. Then, a thick murderer appeared in his eyes.


    He "saw" the little sparrows with shackles on their bodies, ragged and covered with scars.


    When Yang Xuan appeared in the prison, the four guards who had been guarding here had fallen down quietly.


    Curled up in the corner of the wall, the little sparrow looked up slightly, looked at Yang Xuan, and then showed a sneer that was very inconsistent with his age.


    "Another move? Give up. I won''t tell the secret of Shifu''s skill."


    Yang Xuan sighed that she had not seen her for three years, and the ten-year-old little bird had changed a lot. The most obvious thing was the maturity on her face that was never consistent with her age, and the strong hatred that could not be melted.


    It''s hard for you to believe that forced maturity and such strong hatred will appear on the face of a ten-year-old child.


    Suddenly, Yang Xuan felt his heart ache.


    The strong railing in the prison was thrown aside like a rope, and then the shackles on the hands and feet of the little bird were all broken.


    Waving slightly, the little bird had been pulled in by Yang Xuan, and then they disappeared in situ.


    At the top of a mountain more than ten miles from Qingxue City, Yang Xuan gently put down the little bird.


    Knowing that at this time, the little bird''s face was still full of sneers. He didn''t speak, but looked at Yang Xuan coldly.


    Yang Xuan observed the condition in her body. It seemed that her heart was scratched by something, which hurt a little.


    Xiaoque''s meridians and elixir fields have been completely destroyed, and the fire aura that originally filled her body has disappeared.


    It''s hard to imagine how she suffered.


    "Little bird, it''s me!" Yang Xuan made a slight move and felt endless love and regret. At the same time, the muscles on his face turned and stirred, and he had recovered his original appearance.


    Then the cold expression on the little finch''s face still didn''t change. Even a trace of irony appeared at the corner of his mouth: "this move is not new, although your voice is very similar and your appearance is very similar. If you die, you will kill me now, otherwise I will avenge the master."


    Yang Xuan felt that his heart was grabbed by something.


    In the past three years, what kind of treatment has the little bird been subjected to, so that an originally innocent child can become so suspicious and defensive.


    She is only a ten year old child.


    Finger inching, a small flame bird appeared on Yang Xuan''s fingertips, then fluttered its wings and hovered around them.


    The little bird was stunned. She was completely stunned.


    The world was silent for a moment. Even the mountain wind that had been blowing seemed to notice something and disappeared without a trace.


    For a long time!


    The little bird''s cracked lips made a slightly inaudible voice: "master..."


    Then she fell straight back.


    Yang Xuan quickly hugged the little bird, and the wood aura had been sent into her body.


    After a long time, the little bird woke up. She looked at Yang Xuan blankly. It seemed that she couldn''t believe what she saw, and she still seemed to doubt whether she was dreaming.


    "Master, am I in a dream?" the little bird looked at Yang Xuan blankly, and his tears couldn''t stop.


    "No, it''s not a dream, little bird." Yang Xuan held little bird and said softly.


    The little bird stopped talking. She didn''t seem to wake up from her dream. She just stared at Yang Xuan with her big eyes that were no longer clear. She didn''t dare to blink. It seemed that she was afraid that the master would disappear if she blinked.


    Bean big tears poured out of the little bird''s eyes. After a long time, the little bird opened her mouth. From her mouth, there was a very sad cry.


    "Master..."


    The little sparrow burst into tears. She didn''t suppress her voice at all, and didn''t hide her emotions at all. She cried like a pear blossom with rain and burst into tears.


    Yang Xuan didn''t say anything. He just held the little bird tightly and took her thin and trembling body into his arms, tight and tight.


    Little finch needs such a cry, such an uncontrollable and undisguised cry to release the emotion that has been suppressed in her heart for three years.


    At the same time, Yang Xuan''s heart has been infinitely cold and murderous.


    I don''t know how long later, the cry of the little bird finally disappeared and turned into a low sob. Finally, even the gentle sob can''t be heard.


    The little bird fell asleep and fell asleep quietly in Yang Xuan''s arms.


    Yang Xuan didn''t move, so he quietly held the little bird and waited.


    It was dark, the darkness covered the earth, and the little bird woke up.


    "Master, you''re not dead?" she finally asked with tears, which should have been asked at the first time.


    "I''m not dead!" Yang Xuan replied with a smile.


    "But they all said you were dead." the little bird touched Yang Xuan''s arm. At this moment, she seemed to return to the little bird who was playing coquettish on the master''s leg.


    Yang Xuan didn''t speak. He just looked at the little bird quietly. After a long time, he said, "little bird, how''s the Yang family?"


    The little bird was stunned. After a long time, tears poured out again. Then he choked and said, "Dad is dead, many people are dead..."


    Pop!


    A slight and undetectable sound sounded. A huge stone standing on the top of the mountain suddenly turned into powder. After being blown by the wind, it dissipated without a trace.


    Yang Xuan pressed the killing machine in his heart and said slowly, "who else?"


    The little bird sobbed, "many people in the Yang family are dead, and two elders are dead. The leader of the Yang family is not dead, but he is also injured."


    Yang Xuan finally paid a heavy price for his innocence. The suffering of the Yang family is due to his innocence.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes looked to the distance and to the green snow country.


    For a long time, he gently asked, "where''s grandma?"


    "Grandma didn''t die, but she was ill before I was caught here. Now I don''t know what happened."


    Yang xuanjing calmed down and then asked, "do you know who moved his hand?"


    "It''s a man named Dai Qi." the little bird''s face showed hatred, and then said, "he brought people to the Yang family and killed many people in the Yang family."


    "Dai Qi!?" Yang Xuan tasted the name.


    "I didn''t know until I was caught that he was the general of this country!" continued the little bird.


    "Green snow country!" Yang Xuan said word by word, his tone was cold, and even the air had to freeze.