Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Underground magma world.

Here, the peace of the past is slightly broken.

on the platform.

There are large stone beds, stone tables and chairs, futons, tables, covered with animal skins and other materials, and the living facilities are complete.

At this time, a young man was holding a fiery red animal skin, standing there awkwardly. Opposite him were two beautiful girls.

One has white hair and a white dress, the other wears a light blue dress and has light green eyes.

It was Xian'er and Qinglin. Their faces were a little unhappy at this time, and their beautiful eyes glared angrily at the young man opposite.

No matter who comes back from a trip and happily enters the house, only to find that the house has been stolen, he will not be happy.

The young man had a wry smile on his face. He quickly put down the animal skin in his hands and said with cupped hands: "Two ladies, seniors, I'm with the Desert Iron Mercenary Group of Shimo City: Xiao Ding, I'm sorry to disturb you..."

Xiao Ding looked a little embarrassed. After all, his master had caught him on the spot as a thief.

Well, he just looked at these high-quality animal skins, as if they had been abandoned here, so he felt a little distressed and regretful, so he couldn't help but pick them up and check them out.

Well, they are all second- and third-level fire-type monster skins. The quality is very good, and each piece is worth a lot of money.

He did plan to pack up two of them when he left and use them as mattresses.

But he was so lucky that the owner happened to come back and bumped into him on the spot, which was very embarrassing.

Now, even if I jumped into the Mohe River, I couldn’t even cleanse myself.

But who would have thought that there are still people living here.

After all, looking at the traces, it seemed that the owner had been gone for a long time. He thought it was a cave left by someone before him.

Xiao Ding smiled bitterly and had no choice but to lower his attitude as much as possible and bow to apologize.

…

Xian'er looked at Xiao Ding, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Since it is a misunderstanding, then you can leave."

"This." Xiao Ding choked, then shook his head and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, senior, please forgive me for not being able to leave now. My brother is still under the magma lake..."

"Senior, can you please be accommodating for some time? After my brother comes up, I will take him away immediately."

"Your brother is under the magma lake?" Xian'er was surprised.

She glanced at Xiao Ding, who was in the realm of a fighting master and probably not too old.

Then his brother is probably not that strong, but he actually dares to dive under the magma lake?

Xiao Ding wiped the sweat on his forehead, some were hot, and some were cold sweat from being frightened, and said: "I don't dare to deceive my senior, my brother is indeed under the magma now."

He had just seen clearly that this senior in white clothes and white hair had flown down with his fighting spirit transformed into wings.

At least the King of Fighters!

How could he not be nervous?

If possible, he would of course be willing to leave immediately and go far away.

But unfortunately, his own brother is still under the magma lake.

Xian'er was also a little helpless. She looked at Xiao Ding, and it was neither a matter of rushing nor not.

She hoped that Xiao Ding would leave immediately. After all, she was easy to talk to. But if Wei Yang came down later, she would be angry. In order to prevent the secrets here from being leaked, she might just slap him to death.

Wei Yang is generally indifferent to strangers. If you offend him, he will really kill someone.

She glanced around and found that a new passage had been opened on the rock wall not far away, and she couldn't help but want to cover her forehead.

At this time.

At the entrance of the passage above, a black figure appeared.

Uh-huh!

The black fighting spirit wings spread out, the black figure suspended in the void, and then slowly landed.

"The young master is back." Qinglin said softly.

Xian'er had a headache, and she glared at Xiao Ding helplessly.

I told you not to leave just now, but now it may be difficult for you to leave.

"Let's try to save the lives of the two brothers later." Xian'er could only sigh in her heart.

This young man was still so young, and he was so affectionate towards his younger brother that he refused to abandon him and leave alone. Because of this, she had some affection for Xiao Ding and couldn't bear that the other two brothers died here like this.

At this time, Xiao Ding was also sweating all over his body and wanted to run away.

In this hot environment, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave at the moment.

Oh my God!

Another fighting king!

Xiao Ding was trembling in his heart.

Isn’t this powerful Dou Wang worth anything?

Moreover, what did the girl with light green eyes shout? Master!

…

Wei Yang lowered his body, slowly put away his fighting spirit wings, and his eyes fell on Xiao Ding, who was standing there with sweat profusely and holding himself up.

"Brother Yang."

"Master."

Xianer and Qinglin came to Wei Yang.

Wei Yang nodded calmly, still looking at Xiao Ding.

"Xiao Ding, meet your senior!" Xiao Ding braced himself and bowed respectfully, his voice trembling a little.

"Your name is Xiao Ding?" Wei Yang said expressionlessly.

"Yes." Xiao Ding nodded anxiously with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Are those mercenaries above yours? From the Motie Mercenary Group?" Wei Yang asked again.

"Yes." Xiao Ding's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart felt cold.

He thought that the brothers above had already been brutally murdered by the opponent.

"I'm afraid it's going to end today." Xiao Ding sighed secretly, feeling bitter in his heart.

Fortunately, Xiao Li didn't come.

Of the three brothers, at least one can remain.

Wei Yang stepped forward to the desk, waved his sleeves and robe, and the strong wind swept away the dust above, and he sat down cross-legged on the futon.

Qing Lin walked over obediently, took out the tea set from Najie, and skillfully made tea for Wei Yang.

Xian'er secretly gave Xiao Ding a look that meant he was taking advantage of the situation. Then she walked to Wei Yang and sat down, and squeezed Wei Yang's shoulders in a flattering way.

Xiao Ding immediately understood and gave Xian'er a grateful look, bowing respectfully and standing there without daring to move.

Wei Yang glanced at the attentive Xian'er with some surprise, then he glanced at Xiao Ding again, and in a flash of thought, he understood immediately.

It seems that this girl Xian'er is afraid of killing someone herself and wants to save the other person's life.

He was a little funny in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud, but enjoyed Xian'er's delicate hands rubbing it to his heart's content.

"Master." At this time, Qing Lin also made tea. She first poured a cup and placed it in front of Wei Yang, and then poured it for herself and Xian'er.

Wei Yang picked up a cup of tea and placed it directly opposite the table. Then he picked up the teacup in front of him, looked at Xiao Ding with a smile, and signaled: "Come, drink tea."

"Ah?" Xiao Ding was stunned. He pointed at himself in disbelief, "Senior, me?"

"Yes." Wei Yang smiled and nodded, "That's you."

"This." Xiao Ding opened his mouth, but was unable to react for a moment.

what's the situation?

Xian'er was also a little surprised, but she quickly reacted, winking at Xiao Ding and reminding him softly: "Master Xiao Ding, come over and have some tea."

"Oh, okay." Xiao Ding finally came to his senses, and he responded with some surprise. He carefully came to the table, respectfully picked up the teacup with both hands, took a sip, and then put it down respectfully.

"Sit down." Wei Yang waved his hand.

"Thank you, senior." Xiao Ding sat down cautiously as he was told, not even paying attention to the dust on the futon.

There was still an unreal feeling in his heart, the change was too fast, from hell to heaven.

"Why, are you surprised?" Wei Yang gently moved the lid to see the tea leaves floating on the water in the tea cup, and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Xiao Ding answered honestly.

"Your surname is Xiao, and from the outline of your face and facial features, I roughly know your identity." Wei Yang smiled.

"Senior, do you have some relationship with my Xiao family?" Xiao Ding's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively.

"Yes, your Xiao family and I do have some connections." Wei Yang nodded.

Beside, Xian'er suddenly understood, and she glared at Wei Yang.

Wei Yang smiled and winked at her narrowly.

Xian'er rolled her eyes at Wei Yang with an irritated look, and directly withdrew her massaging hands.

She looked at Xiao Ding, who looked surprised, and explained angrily: "We lived in Wutan City before, and we have some contact with your Xiao family."

"Senior, are you Mr. Wei?" Xiao Ding seemed to have thought of something and asked respectfully.

"My name is Wei Yang." Wei Yang nodded.

"That's it! You are really Mr. Wei!" Xiao Ding took a long breath, with a look of surprise on his face.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed his hands respectfully and formally, "Xiao Ding of the Xiao family, I have met Mr. Wei!"

"No need to be polite, just sit down." Wei Yang waved his hand.

Xiao Ding smiled and nodded, waving his sleeves to brush away the dust on the futon, and then sat down.

It turned out that I met an acquaintance.

It almost scared me to death.

No need to die now, save a life!