C150 Shangguan siblings

Facing the warm golden red light of the setting sun on the mountain peak, Yi Yan smiled lightly as he raised his hand and hoisted the Asura Lance onto his shoulder, then merged into the crowd that followed.

His current attire was no different from those of the practitioners of Secular Realm, so it did not attract too much attention.

Unknowingly, a blood-red sun had already begun to silently descend from the sky. The brilliant clouds were like a piece of colorful cloth hanging in the setting sun, unwillingly being pulled down and replaced by scattered stars scattered about like pieces in the deep blue night sky.

A crescent moon had risen in the west before the sky had completely darkened. It was proud to be surrounded by a crowd of stars that declared its dominion over the night sky.

Under the starlight and moonlight, Yi Yan casually wandered the streets and alleys of Ling Luo City, slowly experiencing the different auras in the normal alleys compared to the Cultivation Realm.

The light of the lanterns on the ground matched the stars in the night, creating a sense of serenity.

Yi Yan took a deep breath. Just as he was about to turn around and leave the city, he found a place to meditate outside the city.

If not for the fact that the six senses of a cultivator far surpassed that of an ordinary person, it was simply impossible for Yi Yan to hear them from such a distance.

"Since there's nothing else, I might as well take a look."

Yi Yan who was in a good mood immediately stopped his rising body, and released his Immortal Consciousness, flying towards the direction of the sound.

The south side of the city was the slums of Ling Luoyang City. Almost all the poor people who had nothing to eat and clothing lived here, including hawkers, petty thieves, racketeers, and all kinds of rogues.

The myriad ways and the mixture of dragons and serpents left this place in a state of almost no order.

Slum District was an unmanaged, unplanned, and sanitation area.

The place was filled with countless dark alleys, dirty water flowing on the ground, trash casually piled up in the corner of the street, and flies buzzing everywhere. All of these showed the low living conditions here.

At the end of one of the alleys, a group of half-grown children were huddled together in a corner.

It was obvious that the seven or eight older children surrounding them were in the same group.

At the corner of the room, a seven or eight-year-old girl was hiding behind a boy of about the same age. Her apricot-shaped eyes were shining with tears. It was obvious that she was extremely scared.

The face of the boy in front of her was covered in blood. An inch long wound formed on his forehead, and blood flowed down like an ugly centipede spitting poison.

Through the blood that had blurred his eyes, the little boy stared coldly at a thick, muscular, black boy of thirteen or fourteen without saying a word.

Even though he was already covered in injuries, the little boy's cold eyes were still filled with stubbornness without any signs of yielding.

The little boy's hungry eyes made Blackie feel uncomfortable. He felt his scalp go numb and his body turn cold. He couldn't help but take two steps back.

It was as if he felt that he had lost face, and a few other people along with him were even scared by this skinny guy. Hei Zi's fierce-looking face twitched slightly, and he angrily waved his hand. "Hit him ruthlessly for me!"

When the other kids heard their boss's order, they hastily brandished their sticks, turned their heads, and the other random "weapons" in their hands.

They all rushed up.

The little boy turned a blind eye to these people who were gritting their teeth as they rushed over. He gently turned his head and lovingly tidied up the messy hair of the little girl. The coldness in his eyes had long disappeared and was replaced with a deep sadness.

The little girl was about to say something when she suddenly realized that the little girl suddenly froze. She stared at the back of the boy. The extreme fear in her eyes couldn't be hidden and she couldn't help but scream out, "Ghost ~ ~ ~"

The little boy was shocked and was about to turn around when he suddenly felt a faint layer of milky white light appear around him.

Under this layer of light, he didn't even have the strength to turn his head!

A white light flashed as the two of them suddenly disappeared.

The six or seven boys, who were rushing over, were caught off guard and were unable to stop their steps, fiercely smashing into the wall.

However, their boss didn't have the slightest intention of helping them up. Instead, he stared at the puddle of blood that the boy had left on the ground with his pale eyes. His whole body trembled as he tried to lift a finger, but he couldn't say a single word.

The two children who were wrapped in white light didn't know what had happened. They only felt that their bodies had suddenly left the ground, and just as Zhang Huang was about to scream, their feet once again landed on the smooth ground.

The milky-white light surrounding them gradually dissipated. In just a short moment, under the hazy moonlight, the little boy clearly saw the environment he was in. However, this didn't make him feel the least bit at ease. Instead, he became even more nervous.

He held the little girl tightly in his arms as he looked around vigilantly. This was because he was horrified to find that he had suddenly gone from a dirty and tattered alley to a clean and tidy place covered in stone slabs.

While he was panicking, a gentle and heavy voice suddenly came from behind the little boy, "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

Shocked, the little boy quickly turned around. His eyes were filled with fear, unease, vigilance and distrust as he carefully sized up the guy that had suddenly appeared behind him.

He was wearing a black close-fitting robe. The hem of the robe swayed slightly in the breeze. A pair of boots with a metallic luster was faintly discernible.

Above that was a black spear held upside down in his right hand. The cold glint that occasionally appeared on the long spear tip made this kid, who didn't know any martial arts, realize that this was definitely an extremely sharp weapon.

The last thing that entered the boy's eyes was the extraordinarily handsome face under the elegant long hair. His eyes that shot out in all directions now carried a smile as he looked at the little boy warmly.

His eyes seemed to have some sort of calming effect. The moment the boy touched them, the nervousness in his heart disappeared, and he quickly calmed down.

The little girl timidly stuck her head out from the boy's embrace, but the moment she saw Yi Yan, her little mouth pouted and was about to cry again.

The boy hurriedly covered her mouth and carefully sized Yi Yan up. After confirming that he was not angry, he released her and asked softly: "Little sister, what's wrong? It was this uncle who saved us just now! "

The little girl looked at Yi Yan worriedly. She whispered into the little boy's ears, "Brother, this guy came all at once and stood behind you. Now that he brought us all here, do you think he's a ghost?"

The little boy did not think of this, and when he heard his sister's words, he couldn't help but shrink his body. He quickly pulled his sister back a few steps, as if that would give him a sense of security.

When he was five or six meters away from Yi Yan, the boy finally stopped.

How sharp were Yi Yan's senses? Even though the little girl's voice was soft, how could it escape his ears?

Hearing that, he could not help but burst out laughing, "Little girl, have you seen a ghost before? How can you be sure that Uncle is a ghost? "Hehe."

With great effort, he managed to organize his thoughts and carefully asked in a manner that did not seem like he would anger Yi Yan, "Uncle, I am Shangguan Ding, this is my sister Shangguan Hong, I thank you for saving my life!"

After saying this, Shangguan Ding hastily pulled his sister to her knees and respectfully kowtowed.

Although he was still young, after experiencing the hardships of the world, he was naturally able to tell that the man who saved his siblings was not an ordinary person. It was not wrong for him to be respectful.

Yi Yan nodded his head in satisfaction, he stepped forward and supported the two of them, then said: "This is not the place to talk, follow me."

While speaking, Yi Yan's right hand seemed to carelessly brush past Shangguan Ding's forehead, and that shocking scar quietly disappeared without a trace.

In the most luxurious restaurant in Ling Le City, after eating a full meal, Yi Yan booked a room to settle the Shangguan siblings down. At this time, while listening to Shangguan Ding recount his story, Shangguan Hong, who had recovered his innocence after being shocked out of his wits, was curiously sizing up her uncle, who was extremely mysterious in her eyes.

Shangguan Ding and Shangguan Hong were twins, born in an elegant family. Their father was an official in the imperial court, although his rank was not high, he was still more than enough to support a family.

Yan's father and mother, a pair of happy children, the Shangguan siblings have a much happier childhood than most of their peers.

However, a year ago, because of the political disagreements, Shangguan Ding's father's political enemy had sent people to assassinate their family.

Shangguan Ding's father was a scholar who was powerless. His family only had a few guards, how could he resist the ruthless assassins?

They only lasted a short period of time before they were all killed.

Taking advantage of the short period of time his husband and servant were defending against the killers, Shangguan Ding's mother had secretly hid her two children inside the vegetable cellar in the backyard. Because the patrolling soldiers had rushed over in time, over a dozen of the killers had hurriedly escaped, causing the siblings to be lucky enough to survive.

However, the killers were afraid of leaving any survivors. Before they left, they set fire to the Shangguan Family and burned them to ashes. Although the Shangguan siblings escaped luckily, they did not bring any valuables out.

Not long after the misfortune of Shangguan family, the political enemy who tried to assassinate their family was beheaded by the Emperor for a crime. The Shangguan siblings felt the joy of revenge in their hearts, and hope was rekindled in their hearts. They believed that there would definitely be people who would come to find them and rescue them from their suffering.

Unfortunately, the cruel reality told them that they were already orphans and no one cared about their lives anymore.

Every day, the two children would stroll in front of their father's good friends' residences. Unfortunately, no one was willing to take them in. The best would at most give them some money, and they would even let their dogs chase after them.

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