Chapter 638

"Huh?"

Yang Xuan immediately frowned and felt that things didn't seem so simple.

At this time, those people in black who chased the little boy had come to them. One of the leading bearded men saw the little boy standing next to Yang Xuan, frowned and walked forward to try to do something to the little boy.

But just as he stretched out his hand, Yang Xuan's voice sounded in his ear: "stop, who are you?"

"Who am I and what does it have to do with you?"

The big man looked up at Yang Xuan, but found that there was no spiritual fluctuation on Yang Xuan, so he said to Yang Xuan unhappily: "boy, I don't care who you are. I advise you not to mind your own business with a little background. There are many people you can't afford in the capital."

"Really?"

Yang Xuan grinned, revealing a mouth of white teeth, some dazzling in the sunshine. "In fact, I also want to say this to you."

"You..."

As soon as the big man's face changed, he wanted to do it. However, he thought for a while, but he stopped his hand and said to Yang Xuan, "I'm the subordinate of the great prince Wei Wu. As long as you leave now, I don't care about you."

"Fart your mother."

Yang Xuan immediately raised his eyebrows and eyes, pointed to the big man's nose and said to him, "I don't care what your origin is. I chase a child at the foot of the emperor in broad daylight and scare people with the name of the big prince. Do you believe I'll tie you to the Ministry of punishment now?"

"How dare you?"

"How dare I?"

Yang Xuan said, taking a step forward and protecting the little boy behind him. Seeing this, the little boy shrank behind Yang Xuan. Yu Qingcheng saw the little boy's fear, so he held the little boy's hand.

The bearded man immediately hesitated. He didn't know what the man was in front of him, but what he did was disgraceful. Even if he is really sent to the Ministry of punishment, even if Yan Song won't take him, Wei Wu will certainly kill him to avoid exposure.

At the thought of this, the bearded man bit his teeth and stopped talking. He clenched his fist at his waist and rushed to Yang Xuan with an arrow. His fist hit Yang Xuan's chest like a shell.

But he is only the cultivation of the third realm. How can he be Yang Xuan's opponent?

Yang Xuan stood motionless. A powerful momentum emanated from his body. A burst of air waves hit Yang Xuan as the center. There was a fan-shaped range in front of him.

The bearded man who rushed towards Yang Xuan was also blown back two steps by the air wave.

The bearded man was surprised. He didn't expect Yang Xuan to have such a thing. He immediately looked at Yang Xuan seriously.

"What are you, boy?"

As he spoke, he looked up and down at Yang Xuan, searching for information quickly in his mind, trying to find out Yang Xuan's identity.

But obviously, he, who had never seen Yang Xuan, didn't see through Yang Xuan's identity like the little boy just now.

"Who am I and what do I have to do with you?"

Yang Xuan said coldly to the big man that he would do it himself if he didn't leave.

"Good, good, you'll regret it."

The big man put a cruel word on Yang Xuan, turned to his men and said, "let's go."

"Hoo."

Seeing that the group finally left, Yang Xuan had time to turn around and look at the little boy who had just been chased. The expression on the little boy's face was still in a state of shock.

However, the situation was urgent just now. Yang Xuan didn't look at it carefully. At this moment, Yang Xuan found that the identity of the little boy was unusual.

Generally speaking, if a child of Da Wei has the strength of the third realm at such an age, he must come from the twelve Guardian families or princes and princes.

In addition, after buying clothes for Yu Qingcheng so many times, Yang Xuan can recognize many kinds of fabrics under his influence. The clothes the little boy was wearing were made of silk and satin from the south of the Yangtze River, and they were still of high value.

All this shows that the little boy's origin is very unusual.

"What's your name?"

Yang Xuan looked down at the little boy and asked softly.

"I..."

The little boy suddenly lowered his head as if he were hesitating. After a while, he raised his head again and said to Yang Xuan, "my name is Tang Xuan."

"Tang Xuan?"

Yang Xuan frowned. If the little boy was telling the truth, he had never heard of a family surnamed Tang who could wear the silk produced by Jiangnan weaving workshop in the capital.

Yang Xuan thought for a while and asked again, "where is your home? Shall I take you home?"

"I'm not going home."

Tang Xuan shook his head and said to Yang Xuan, "my father had an accident not long ago and was unconscious. My mother used to be a maid and gave birth to me because my father drank wine. Now my brothers are competing for family property. If I go back, I will be bullied by them miserably."

"Well!"

Yang Xuan scratched his head, looked at Yu Qingcheng and wanted to hear her opinion.

Yu Qingcheng is a girl after all, and his heart needs to be softer. He thought for a moment and said to Yang Xuan, "if what he said is true, he is also very poor. It's better to let him stay with us first. Anyway, it's not much trouble."

"Well, that's it."

Yang Xuan nodded helplessly, but he always felt something strange.

When Xiao Tangxuan heard Yu Qingcheng's words, the expression on his face suddenly turned into joy, bowed to Yu Qingcheng and said, "thank you, thank the marquis."

"Hee hee, just call me sister. Calling me Madam sounds like I'm very old."

"Well, thank you, sister."

Xiao Tangxuan is worthy of being born in a big family. He is not only sweet spoken, but also polite. Yu Qingcheng is elated by a series of words.

Seeing that Yu Qingcheng and Tang Xuan get along well, Yang Xuan doesn't think about anything else. He agrees to keep Tang Xuan.

The three walked slowly on the road, and Yu Qingcheng also recovered his previous state of joy and laughter all the way.

"Gulu..."

When passing a pancake stand, Tang Xuan's stomach suddenly cried. With the five senses of Yu Qingcheng and Yang Xuan, it was natural to hear clearly.

"Why, are you hungry?"

Yu Qingcheng stopped to look at Tang Xuan, but saw that Tang Xuan's cheeks were red, which could not help but attract a burst of Snickers from Yang Xuan and Yu Qingcheng.

In front of the capital prison, a man wearing a black suit and a hat was looking at the prison from a distance, as if thinking about something.

A moment later, he suddenly turned and walked in the other direction.