On the forest road to Hunxiang Temple, five people in martial arts and lakes were chasing a luxurious carriage on good horses.

Gongzi Qingqian ran wildly in the carriage. He chased the person who was lying on the horse's back in front and shouted: "Go on the carriage! Otherwise it would be too late!" The person behind took off the stirrups and pressed his hands on the horse's back. The man had already flew up. He lit the shoulders of the horse owner in front and flew onto the carriage driven by Gongzi Qingqian.

His sword was inserted straight into the carriage. Then he competed and lifted the roof of the carriage.

Strange! Where is the person? His moment of silence was thrown off by the young master Qingqian's carriage.

The man who was chasing closely behind him pulled the man who had fallen off the carriage onto his horse. His movements were done in one go, and it seemed that he was a well-trained person.

"That's not! The lady is not in the car!" The man was very injured and almost unsteady!

"Let's turn back!" That's not like turning the horse's head and going backwards. Young Master Qingqian stopped the carriage, turned around and walked into the forest on the right to pick up Mrs. Yang.

There was a path in the forest. Young Master Qingqian was worried about Mrs. Yang's safety, so he performed light skills in the forest on the side of the road. After a while, he saw Mrs. Yang and Jin Xiangyu running along the path.

Gongzi Qingqian looked at the footsteps of the two women and knew that they were also martial arts practitioners. So he did not show up, but followed them in secret.

A bell rang, and Mrs. Yang stopped and clasped her hands together and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently.

"Madam! That guard is really a little trick! No one is chasing him!" Jin Xiangyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hope he is safe and lucky!" Mrs. Yang said softly.

"Madam! Is the temple safe?" Young Master Qingqian appeared behind them.

"You! When did you find us?" Jin Xiangyu thought she was good at kung fu, but she didn't hear the footsteps of Gongzi Qingqian.

"You are not injured, are you?" Mrs. Yang asked with concern.

"Thank you, Madam! Good luck to the villain!" Young Master Qingqian bowed his hands and lowered his eyes.

"That's good! Let's go in!" Mrs. Yang sorted out her clothes and walked towards the temple.

"Where is the carriage?" Jin Xiangyu asked Gongzi Qingqian in a low voice.

"It's been halfway!" Young Master Qingqian didn't even look at Jin Xiangyu and followed Mrs. Yang.

"It's useless!" Jin Xiangyu only thought about the things that her wife had made and prepared in person.

"Shangtao!" The lady called out softly. Jin Xiangtao walked to her side in a depressed mood.

The three of them entered the temple. There was no pilgrimage in the temple. Gongzi Qingqian felt something was wrong.

"Madam! Is there no incense burner in this temple?"

"Oh?" Mrs. Yang stopped hearing this. She looked at the deserted temple and became suspicious. Hunxiang Temple is famous far and wide in Nanchuan. It is usually full of incense and has never been so cold.

"Since Mrs. Yang is here, why not come in and sautumn the incense stick?"

"You are not the host! Who are you?" Mrs. Yang is also a person who has seen the scene.

Young Master Qingqian heard the sound, but could not confirm the person's hiding place, so he knew that this person's skill was great. He didn't know if Yao Tong had arrived? He could escape unstoppable. It would be impossible to protect the two Zhou Quan in front of him!

"Madam Yang! Don't be fine!" A man in black robe and radiated from the hall. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

His eyes stopped for a while when he swept over the young master Qingqian who was lowering his head.

"It's not easy for you to come here alive and protect them!"

"Yang Xiao! Why are you?" Mrs. Yang's voice was filled with fear.

"Madam!" Jin Xiangyu held Mrs. Yang, who was almost unsteady.

"I'm still alive, are you surprised?" Yang Xiao walked a few steps closer. His eyes could kill people at this moment.

When Gongzi Qingqian saw the blue veins on Yang Xiao’s neck bulging, his fists were clenched, and then reached out to stop Yang Xiao.

"Do you think you can stop me?" Yang Xiao punched Gongzi Qingqian. He vented all his anger on Gongzi Qingqian.

Young Master Qingqian didn't fight back. He just dodged. Yang Xiao became even more angry. After beating for a long time, he didn't even touch the kid's hair! It's so hateful!

"Dang chang!" Yang Xiao pulled out his sword.

Young Master Qingqian dared not be careless. Although he avoided Yang Xiao's fierce fist just now, he also sweated coldly. Looking at the capital, there was never a person with such fierce fist before.

The knife carried the wind toward the young master Qingqian. The young master Qingqian flew over the high wall.

"Good kung fu!" Yang Xiao couldn't help but praise. But his feet were not slow. He jumped up the wall and slashed again.

Young Master Qing Qian jumped down and a sword flew towards him. Young Master Qing Qian knew this sword. It was his own portable sword - the Spiritual Realm Sword.

With the sword in his hand, Young Master Qingqian no longer needs to dodge. He held the sword and fought with Yang Xiao in one place.

"Let's go!" Yao Tong shouted to Mrs. Yang and Jin Xiangyu who were already stunned.

"You can't leave!" A person came into the temple. Countless archers followed him. They set off their posture and opened their bows.

"Cheng Ming! Why are you following Yang Xiao?" Mrs. Yang asked in a trembling voice.

"The Chuan Prince's Mansion is under our control! The lady still surrenders to avoid being injured!" Cheng Ming said solemnly. In front of Yang Xiao, he had to act. He sent someone to chase Mrs. Yang just to fear that Yang Xiao's old love would rekindle and ruin a big deal!

Young Master Qingqian knew that they would never let Mrs. Yang go today.

"Madam! I'll leave first!" Young Master Qingqian stood on the wall, forced Yang Xiao back with a sword, glanced at Yao Tong and disappeared.

"Don't chase after him! His light skills are great, you can't catch up!" Yang Xiao waved his hand. His subordinates retreated.

"Closed them all! Ask this kid carefully! Be sure to find out their origin!" Yang Xiao's knife was sheathed.

Mrs. Yang, Jin Xiangyu and Yao Tong were taken down respectively.

Inside the Buddhist temple, Yang Xiao stood in front of the Buddha statue and pondered. The past is unbearable to look back on, but it is vivid in my mind.

Yang Xiao is Yang Chen's younger brother. He was handsome and free when he was young, and both civil and military. His father favored him and would take him to practice whenever he encountered war.

Later, his father was named King of Chuan. He met the current Mrs. Yang Jin Saihua in Nanchuan. The two young men soon fell in love.

Perhaps the two were destined to be together. The old Chuan King passed away, and Yang Chen was named the new Chuan King by the emperor and married Jin Saihua to him.

Yang Xiao made a big fuss about his brother's wedding banquet, hurting people and running away, and no news has ever been heard from now on!

"Second Young Master! That boy is stubborn and refuses to tell them their origin!" A man came to report.
Chapter completed!