C12

Luo Xingchen's sudden appearance caused everyone in God Luo Mansion to be extremely surprised and happy. In their hearts, regardless of whether Luo Xingchen was a cripple or not, he was everyone's favorite, he had been respectful and kind to everyone since he was young, and everyone watched him grow up, just like their younger brother, they would never be able to erase this feeling.

Luo Nanshan was agitated in his heart. Instantly, his tears flowed profusely as his body trembled and he muttered, "young lord …"

Luo Xingchen walked over and bowed to Luo Nanshan: "Uncle, I'm back."

"Is it really you?" Luo Nanshan trembled, not daring to believe, and instantly grabbed both of Luo Xingchen's hands, unwilling to let go.

Luo Tian stood at the side as he closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. In his heart, he felt the most guilty towards Luo Xingchen, for the past seven years, he had always been hiding, and hadn't even seen his son once. At this moment, he couldn't help but want to slap himself, cursing how irresponsible he was.

On the other side, Yang Ye and the rest were frowning, but they were filled with suspicions, why did a brat appear out of nowhere?

They never thought that Luo Xingchen would actually still be alive, they had always believed nothing but the information they had obtained.

At this moment, Yin Chuanhe's eyes were wide open, as if his throat was blocked, because the first thing he noticed was that not only did Luo Xingchen not die, he even broke through to the Spiritual Energy Stage.

One side was puzzled while the other was happy. The two sides were in a stalemate and neither of them made a move.

Luo Xingchen and Luo Nanshan spoke a few warm words of greeting before turning around to look at his own father. Luo Tian also stared at him in a daze, unable to say a single word.

Luo Xingchen walked to his father's side and softly called out. "Father!"

Luo Tian finally revealed a knowing smile, and looked at the face that was half a head shorter than him, and could not help but sigh: "Chen'er, you've grown up …"

Luo Xingchen cast a warm smile, and the father and son pair looked at each other. There was no need for words, blood was thicker than water, this was kinship!

"Hmph, Luo Tian! Do not delay any longer. Hand over the great protective array and this matter shall come to an end! " Yang Ye finally could not hold back and shouted loudly.

Luo Xingchen immediately turned around, and glanced at Yang Ye with cold eyes. With an expressionless face, he said indifferently: "I was the one who killed him, if you have the guts come and kill me!"

"You?" Yang Ye's expression instantly froze as a thought suddenly rose in his mind. He instantly furrowed his brows. "You are that trash, Luo Xingchen?"

Luo Xingchen's face did not change, his eyes instantly turned red, like a beast, he walked forward, closing in on Yang Ye, his entire body releasing killing intent, the cold aura was extremely terrifying, at that moment, everyone present seemed to have forgotten about Luo Xingchen's cultivation, they felt that he was a Devil God!

Luo Tian frowned, but did not make a move. He felt that his child seemed to have some sort of backing, he wanted to see what kind of change his son would undergo after he was taken away by that expert.

The battle intent s on Luo Xingchen's body burned, and he was getting closer and closer to Yang Ye. Yang Ye's eyes were dark, and he laughed coldly: "Truly a brat who doesn't care for his life!"

Didn't the intelligence say that Luo Xingchen was dead? The funeral was about to take place, and wasn't he a piece of trash? How did it become a Spiritual Energy Stage?

Luo Xingchen completely ignored the difference in strength between the two and kept on pushing forward. Finally, he was less than three meters away from Yang Ye.

He glanced at Yang Ye coldly and spoke indifferently: "I am Luo Xingchen, come and kill me!"

Yang Ye's eyes turned and his mouth twitched: "Humph, then I'll grant your wish!"

With that, he reached out a hand to condense some spiritual energy.

"Hmm — what bastard is disturbing my sleep?"

Suddenly, an old voice called out, breaking the deadlock. Everyone looked over to see that not far away, on the roof of the highest God Luo Mansion, a disheveled old man with a white beard was lazily chuckling, looking like he was sleepy.

Then, this old man had two hands, one was picking at his nose, the other at his feet. He didn't pay any attention to his appearance, and that scene made him feel nauseous. He really was no different from a beggar.

Yang Ye was initially vigilant, but now he suddenly became scornful. He shouted at the Spiritual Movement Stage beside him, "Kill this beggar, don't be annoying me anymore!"

"Yes sir!" The cupped his fist, stomped on the ground, and flew into the sky. His sword revealed its edge, and a cold light flashed, forming a silver line that revealed his killing intent.

"Whiz!"

His body instantly leaped to the side of the old man who was picking at his nose, his sword accurately piercing towards the old man's throat. The old man did not move.

Ding!

The sword tip landed on the old man's Adam's apple and instantly froze there, unable to pierce.

"Hmm?" Yang Ye was stunned, and was a little shocked.

Seeing that, the martial cultivator's face changed, and immediately shouted: "Ah!" The sword beam shot out in all directions and pierced through all the houses nearby, collapsing and falling down. But strangely, the place where the old man was at, was not damaged at all, he still lazily laid there, allowing the sword Qi to flow freely, but was unable to pierce through even a half inch of his flesh. He only remained at his throat, as steady as Mt. Tai.

Everyone was shocked and dumbstruck. How was this possible? Even if a Spirit Diagram Stage was stabbed by a Spiritual Movement Stage, it should have been impossible for nothing to happen to them. Could it be that this old man's body was made of iron?

Immediately after, the martial cultivator stood there in a daze, his breathing stagnated, while the old man indifferently glanced at him, then suddenly leaped up, as though he was swinging his leg, casually kicking out!

Boom! *

While the martial cultivator was in a daze, he instantly flew out like an ant that had been blown away by a strong gust of wind. He flew several hundred meters away, passing everyone's line of sight, and got further and further away!

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

"Ah — —" He flew out of the God Luo Mansion like a meteor, leaving behind only a miserable shriek.

When everyone turned their heads, they instantly froze in place. Their minds were completely blank, and they had all turned into idiots.

On God Luo Mansion's side, it was the same as the rest. The only one who could remain rational was Luo Tian.

After a long while, the entire God Luo Mansion courtyard was completely silent, with no sounds at all.

He once again looked at the old man on the roof with a shocked gaze. At this moment, this old man was scratching his chest and back, scratching and staring at the Ziyin Sect below, blowing and glaring, he scolded: "A bunch of little calves, no matter what you look at, all of you scram for this old man. Do you believe that I won't crush your eggs!"

His voice was like a thunderclap that shook the eardrums of everyone present. All of them were scared out of their wits and panicked as Yang Ye cupped his fists and said incoherently: "I didn't know master was here and offended you, we will f * ck off now, and f * ck off now!"

He turned around abruptly and shouted anxiously, "Retreat!"

Hence, the crowd was in a panic as they sprinted on foot, vying for the lead. They only wished their parents had given birth to less than two legs, and were truly in a sorry state.

As for Yin Chuanhe, there was even less need to talk about that. He did not even care about the people he brought along, as he quickly rushed forward dozens of meters, and instantly disappeared. Not long later, all of the enemies that invaded God Luo Mansion had left, not a single one left.

The rest of the people who were left with God Luo Mansion were all dumbstruck. They stood there without moving, not even blinking an eye. Each of them had their mouth wide open in shock, and were unable to close it for a long time.

Luo Xingchen, on the other hand, remained calm and composed. As if nothing had happened, he turned around and softly said: "Cough, everything is fine now."

Only then did everyone come back to their senses. They looked at the white-bearded old man with shock in their eyes. The old man's movements were nimble as he jumped down, as light as a swallow.

Luo Xingchen bowed to Feng Henxi, then looked at the rest of the people, and said indifferently: "Let me introduce him to everyone, this is my master, he saved my life, and right now my veins have already been recovered, and are incomparably clear. My internal organs and the Qi Sea have also healed, so you can all see, that is how I am now Spiritual Energy Stage."

Everyone nodded their heads in shock, all of them subconsciously cupped their fists and bowed to Feng Henxi, as praises sounded out.

"An expert, what an expert! Even the Palace Chief wouldn't be able to kick a Spiritual Movement Stage so far with a single kick!"

"He really is a god! Senior, this lowly one greets you. "

"Oh my god! There isn't even a scar after being stabbed by a sword! Senior, what is your body made of?"

Feng Henxi carelessly waved his hands and casually laughed, "Haha …. "It's nothing."

Luo Tian walked over, and looked at Feng Henxi with eyes of reverence, and then, he kneeled down, and kowtowed heavily: Thank you, senior! I am unable to repay this debt of gratitude, please accept my respect! "

Following that, Luo Nanshan kneeled down, and everyone from the God Luo Mansion also knelt down, kowtowing together.

Seeing that, Luo Xingchen also knelt down.

"Aiyayaya, what are you doing? Quickly get up! Otherwise, I'll kick out your Eggy!" Feng Henxi angrily stomped his feet, he was very unhappy.

"Haha …" Everyone laughed and stood up. Luo Dong scratched his head and laughed, "Senior is so funny."

Luo Xingchen was speechless. This master of his was really strange, sometimes just like him, sometimes just like him.

"Cough, cough!" Luo Xingchen was the first to speak, he said to Luo Nanshan: "Uncle, quickly arrange a meal for my master and bring the best over. My master has been worn out by the journey, I'm afraid I'm hungry."

"Hehehe …" You know me. " Feng Henxi patted Luo Xingchen's shoulder and laughed.

Luo Nanshan immediately smiled slightly: "A small matter! "Someone, hurry and prepare! A grand banquet will be held today to welcome senior with a clean sweep of the body!"

"Alright!" Three or five servants spoke up from within the room, and they started preparing once they agreed.

Following that, the crowd dispersed, and every one of them started to talk and laugh, as though they had forgotten what had just happened. As for the matter of God Luo Mansion disbanding, Luo Tian did not bring it up again, and no one asked.

After everyone had left, only Luo Xingchen, Luo Nanshan and Luo Tian remained. As for Feng Henxi, he had already ran into the residence laughing loudly as he took a look around.

At this time, a gust of wind blew over, blowing all three of their hair. Luo Xingchen suddenly opened his mouth and said softly: "Uncle, Father, I want to go with you two to take a look at uncle's tomb."

Luo Nanshan and Luo Tian looked at him calmly and nodded their heads. Then the three of them walked over.