170: C170 He Is My Husband

C170 He Is My Husband

Boom!

The entire room shook for a moment. Then, a crack appeared on the rock, and with a squeaking sound, it split open like an egg shell.

At the same time, an extremely powerful killing intent suddenly burst out. The two women were so shocked that they covered their chests and retreated.

Haaa -

Yang Xuan let out a low shout, then his shoulder shook. He also unleashed all the killing intent he had just unleashed to fight against the powerful killing intent.

Both sides were in a stalemate for a few minutes. Yang Xuan's back was soaked with sweat. With a flash of black light, the killing intent was finally suppressed, and the room returned to normal.

The two broken stones were also completely opened.

"This is really a Qilin!"

When they saw what was wrapped within the stone, the two women cried out in alarm at the same time.

On the coffee table, there was a completely black monster lying diagonally. Its appearance was exactly the same as a Qilin's. Its entire body was pitch black, and its scales were sparkling and shining.

"Success!"

Yang Xuan let out a long breath. Just now, because he lost too much blood, he was unable to fight against the killing intent of this young Black Evil Qilin. He was on the verge of collapsing.

"You two better keep this little thing well. When the time comes, you will need to use it to forge swords."

Yang Xuan wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his hand as he spoke.

The two girls seemed to be a bit hesitant. The Skylark cautiously asked, "Master, do we have to kill it? Is there no other way? "

Yang Xuan smiled faintly. He understood the feelings of the Skylark and Haitang very well.

Just now, after the two of them resonated with the aura of the young Black Evil Qilin, the young Black Evil Qilin had already recognized its master. The Skylark and Haitang would also develop a kind of motherly love for this little fellow.

"Don't think too much about it. This little thing has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years. Apart from its aura, it has lost its life a long time ago. It's just a Qilin corpse."

After saying this, Yang Xuan's expression became serious. "Also, you two must remember that the path of cultivation is a path of walking on white bones. You must have a heart that is even harder than marble in order to achieve great things!"

"Yes, this servant understands."

The two girls replied but their eyes were still filled with pity for this young Qilin.

Due to Yang Xuan losing too much blood and fighting with the killing intent of the young Black Evil Qilin earlier, he felt as if his entire body was about to fall apart and was extremely weak.

He originally wanted to rest here for a while, but Su Nan suddenly called, saying that the banquet was about to begin, and told him not to be late later.

What the heck!

Only then did Yang Xuan remember that he still had to attend that bastard Lin Zhiping's banquet later.

Su Nan stood at the entrance of the restaurant and saw Yang Xuan get off the car. She quickly walked over and said worriedly, "I'm still a little worried. Lin Zhiping must not have good intentions. Maybe he will say something bad to you later. Why don't you pretend to be sick? I'll tell grandma. "

"Haha, no need."

Yang Xuan smiled and closed the car door. He said, "Since that kid schemed to set me up, if I don't go, I don't know how he will slander me in front of Grandma. At that time, even you will be involved."

"But... what if he speaks too badly to you later?" Su Nan was still a little worried.

"Haha, don't worry. It is not the first time. I am already used to it. Let's hurry up, otherwise that brat will jump around again."

As she spoke, she pulled Su Nan's little hand and walked into the restaurant.1

Su Nan suddenly felt guilty in her heart. For the past two years, Yang Xuan had been rolling his eyes and mocking her every day. She had also followed outsiders to dislike Yang Xuan.

Thinking that Yang Xuan would probably be ridiculed again later, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. This man was clearly not a coward, but he was willing to bear so much for her, and she had never understood his feelings.

"Sorry, you can't go in!"

Just as she walked to the entrance of the restaurant, a security guard suddenly walked up and stopped Yang Xuan, saying, "There is a rule in this restaurant that those who are not dressed properly are not allowed to enter."

Yang Xuan looked at him and smiled. "Then how can you be considered to be dressed neatly? Is there a problem with my clothes?"

The security guard raised his chin and said, "There's no clear rule, but at least you can't go in wearing street clothes. We don't welcome migrant workers here."

"She's my husband, she's here to attend the banquet!" Su Nan quickly went forward and said.

The security guard said to Su Nan, "You can go in, but he cannot. I have already said that we do not welcome the migrant workers here."

"The migrant workers have offended you, what right do you have to..."

Su Nan was just about to argue when Yang Xuan suddenly raised his hand and gently pulled her.

"That's right, I am a migrant worker, hehe."

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. He could already tell that the security guard was deliberately making things difficult for him. It was most likely arranged by Lin Zhiping's grandson.

"However, you are just a small security guard. I have come here to spend money. You can only stay at the door and watch. Do you think you are very proud?" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

His words provoked the security guard. He said angrily, "Get out of here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"What happened?!"

At this moment, a man's voice came from the side. Lin Zhiping walked over in a straight suit.

When the security guard saw Lin Zhiping, he immediately wagged his tail and licked him like a pug. He exaggerated what had happened just now, even though he pretended not to know Lin Zhiping. When he spoke, he winked. Obviously, he had interacted with Lin Zhiping before.

"Bullsh * t, this is my friend!"

Lin Zhiping pretended to scold the security guard, then turned his head. He smiled at Yang Xuan and said, "Brother Yang, don't take offense. This is all my fault. I didn't tell you before that such a high-end place... Don't blame the security guards for not receiving people who don't wear proper clothes. He's also responsible for this. "

Yang Xuan did not show any change in his expression. He smiled and said, "Then what do you think is the cleanliness of his clothes? Do you need a suit and tie? But I see that there are also many people in T-shirts coming and going here. "

Lin Zhiping smiled and said," It doesn't necessarily have to be a suit and tie. You can also wear a t-shirt. Actually, Brother Yang's attire isn't a problem. It's just that his temperament might be a bit lacking. He looks like he doesn't have a proper outfit. "

Although he said this with a smile, as long as one was not an idiot, they could tell that he was mocking Yang Xuan for looking like a country bumpkin.

After saying that, Lin Zhiping laughed again and said, "I think it's better this way. We can't break their rules. You go back and take a shower first, then change into a more decent set of clothes. Make up for the lack of temperament and then come back. We can wait for you while eating. Don't worry, I'll definitely leave some leftovers for you. I won't starve you. "

"Lin Zhiping, what do you mean?" Su Nan, who was at the side, also became anxious.

"Oh, oh, oh, my fault. My fault."

Lin Zhiping pretended to be enlightened and said, "I forgot how Brother Yang could have decent clothes. How about this? Take this one thousand yuan and buy some decent clothes. Don't worry, you don't need to pay it back."

As he said this, he took out a stack of cash from his wallet and handed it over. He deliberately shook his wrist and "accidentally" dropped the money on the ground.

"Aiya, I accidentally fell to the ground."

Lin Zhiping smiled and said, "Sorry, I need to trouble Brother Yang to pick it up yourself. It's not appropriate for me to bend down to pick up a thousand yuan."

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