Chapter 398

The three words of wanbaoge still have a lot of weight. Immediately, the ancestor of the Yang family was stunned and looked at the man in royal clothes.

"You're from the Marlborough? Why are you so green eyed?"

"Hehe, my last name is Ding. I worked outside before. I came to the capital to be a small manager during this time."

"Ding family..."

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the ancestors of the Yang family, and they soon shut up about the identity of Ding Dian. After all, there was an existence behind the Wanbao pavilion that the Yang family could not provoke.

Ding Dian said that he was a small manager, but how could I not know the situation of Wanbao pavilion? There is only one manager in the whole wanbaoge, which was vacant before.

The Lord of the ten thousand treasure pavilion would rather wait so many years for the man in front of him to come back as the manager than find another one to make up. It is enough to see the weight of the man in his heart.

After calming down, the grandparent of the Yang family continued, "but I did have a collection of bright moon pictures many years ago. Manager Ding won't suspect me of lying, will he?"

"Of course not!" Ding Dian immediately stared at his little eyes, as if he was wronged. "But there are some things you may not know about the ancestors. There are two pictures of the bright moon!"

"What are you talking about?" The ancestor of the Yang family frowned tightly and vaguely felt that the man was playing with himself.

With a smile, Ding Dian didn't care about his grandfather's eyes at all. He said to himself, "my grandfather is terrible. I don't know. Such a picture scroll used for poetry and painting, in which the paper is composed of two layers?"

"It is inevitable that a single piece of paper will be torn and destroyed when painting, so all the paintings are made into two layers. Some people with great pen power will always invade three points when writing poems and paintings."

"Xu Xiang is just such a person. Both layers of paper are stained with clear ink because of his strength."

"This is the inner layer in my hand. I'm afraid it's the outer layer in your hand, grandpa!"

There was an uproar when he said this.

The people in the competition test are all immortal people, and few people pay attention to these, so they feel very novel and surprised.

Yang Xuan seemed to have expected this scene, walked out confidently with his hands on his back, and slowly said, "Lao Zu, do you look familiar with the words night, theft and treasure?"

Of course it looks familiar!

Was the handwriting as like as two peas left by Yang Xiao before?

Then Yang Xuan continued, "if my grandfather doesn't mind the trouble, can you give me a table and a set of pen and ink?"

"Why is it difficult?" After pondering for a while, the grandparent of the Yang family agreed to Yang Xuan's request and said, "you go to a few young people to move things over, and I'll wait for you here."

The people in the distant master's house heard what my grandfather said and hurried to the study. A moment later, they brought tables and chairs.

Yang Xuan was also impolite. He took the pen and ink and filled it with wolf hair. Then he swayed on the white paper.

When he collected his pen, my grandfather took a look at the handwriting on the table.

It's so similar to Xu Xiang!

Recalling the broken note, my grandfather had a faint foreboding in his heart.

"Although I'm looking for the picture scroll now, I don't think I can find it!"

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because the authentic work in your hand has been swapped and destroyed, leaving only a few words."

Yang Xuan said so. With a wave of his hand, his spiritual power suddenly swung out, and the white paper in front of him was shocked and floated in the air.

"Good hand!"

The crowd immediately exclaimed.

The ancestor of the Yang family stared slightly and immediately called several children to get their own picture scroll. After a incense stick, they returned without success.

When things came here, everything was the same as what Yang Xuan said, and it also proved his innocence in disguise.

But the ancestors of the Yang family still didn't give up, stared at Yang Xuan and asked, "since you said it was a frame up, who was the person who framed you? Can you tell me one or two?"

"I have to wait for another person. When that person comes, the people behind the scenes will be exposed."

Yang Xuan smiled and glanced casually at the host family. Yang Tingyu's face in the crowd was slightly unnatural.

The most impatient thing in the field was Yang Xinyi. He stepped out and said coldly, "since you have proved your innocence, you don't have to wait to find out what the murderer is. Fight with me now!"

The family Dabi was suspended because of Yang Xuan, and now it has become a mess because of the emergence of Yang Xinyi.

All those who can play are basically beaten by Yang Xinyi. If there is a division to fight, only the elders can play.

Of course that's against the rules.

Considering this situation, the ancestors of the Yang family pondered for a moment, and Lang said, "it's not a good idea to compare the family for a long time. From now on, take the competition arena as the challenge arena, and those who still stand on the challenge arena one day later will win the competition."

With that, he took a meaningful look at the people, then waved his sleeve robe and took out a long incense. With a gentle twist of his fingers, the smoke curled up.

"This incense is inserted here. After burning out, the competition is over. Let's start!"

Changxiang was firmly stabbed into the ground by the old ancestor. Then the whole test field began to recover slowly in his majestic spiritual power, and a narrow area was drawn in the center.

No one can see through the realm of Laozu, but this hand alone is enough to shock everyone.

The first person to stand in the middle is naturally Yang Xinyi.

All the separated people were beaten down by him. Now the only one who can fight is Yang Xuan, and his goal is only Yang Xuan.

When Yu Qingcheng rejected him and said the name Yang Xuan, Yang Xinyi was ready for the war.

He must step on Yang Xuan and tell Yu Qingcheng who is worthy of her!

Knowing that there was nothing they could do, the separated people began to slowly withdraw from the scope of the test field, but without exception, they were full of resentment against Yang Xinyi. One by one, they only hoped that Yang Xuan would win him quickly.

The owners of Yang Dingshan, Yang Dingen and other families slowly appeared under the leadership of Yang Dingyuan at this time.

When Yang Xinyi just entered Yang's house, Yang Dingyuan, a father, knew that things were bad, but he had nothing to do with Yang Xinyi. He could only find a way to deceive all these owners.

Until now, he finally racked his brains and couldn't say anything. He could only take these family owners to the test ground.

They first asked about the situation with their elders and children, and then they all glared at Yang Dingyuan.

"Well, you Yang Dingyuan, the master is so shameless that he deceives us and asks a younger generation to make wind and rain, right?"

"I think the younger generation have been fighting for so long, we'd better do it!"

Knowing that his family's life chart had been broken, the master of Liuxiang mountain stood out with a gloomy face, and his sleeve robe flew up because of the spiritual encouragement.