Yang Yongyi bowed his head and said: "Rely on strength."

"anything else."

Yang Yongyi took a deep breath: "Credit."

"Know it." Yang Xuande looked at the wooden bed on the side. "The child is seriously injured. The night feather is a murderer, but she is also a buyer of this transaction. Yangjia, can't lose faith."

"Yes, my ancestors, Yongyi wrote down." Yang Yongyi sighed, his eyes were blinking, and the enemy was in front of him, but he was...

Yang Yongyi thought for a while and finally said: "The ancestors, your nephew is your great-grandson, the talent is different, it is the first genius of Yangcheng in decades, and now it hurts like this, I..."

"Yangfu can't lose faith, hatred, and can't fail to report." Yang Xuande is eager to calculate, and when Yang Guanjia reported that things passed, he already had countermeasures.

Yang Yongyi flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes: "Old ancestors, are you saying?"

"The door of the Yang family, they are dead or alive, have nothing to do with this sale." Yang Xuande looked at Xiangyang Xingyi: "The child is a good boy, the night feathers can go out of Yangfu intact... ..."

"Never let her live out of Yangcheng!" Yang Yongyi’s eyes sprouted.

"You are the owner, you can arrange it. The children are repaired up to the eighth order. You can hurt the nephew. The night feathers are not weak, call the elders." Yang Xuande waved.

"It is the ancestor, I will arrange it to ensure that the night feathers will remain in the city!" Yang Yongyi turned his hand to his own ancestors and turned away from Jingxintang.

Outside the Yangfu, the killings are surging.

......

Yangfu Treasure House.

The night feathers turned for ten minutes on the third floor, and finally stopped in front of a one-person high bluestone.

The whole piece of bluestone is less than two meters high, and each has a length and width of about one meter and five, similar to a rectangular parallelepiped.

"What kind of ore is this." Night feathers look at the youth on the body.

The young man glanced at the bluestone and said indifferently: "I don't know."

The night feathers have a hint of playfulness, and the answer is really simple.

The purple spirit in the sleeve is more and more restless. It seems that this bluestone is a good baby. If it is not the night feathers, hold it down and let it move, Zi Ling can't help but burst out.

The night feathers are not in a hurry, the palms are attached to the bluestone, and the mental force is used to sense the interior of the bluestone.

Good hegemony!

The night feathers in the heart of a movement, this blue stone surface seems normal, but the spiritual power inside is quite overbearing, and even a little thunder.

The young man behind him looked at the movements of the night feathers. There was no reaction at all, and there was no intention to stop it.

This bluestone is a family sent to please the Yang family. It is said to be the treasure of a certain family.

After being sent to Fuzhong, Yangfu invited more than a dozen Jianbao teachers to come to the appraisal. They all said that this is just a bluestone with spiritual power. There is nothing unusual. Yang Yongyi, the owner of the house, also personally explored it. In addition to containing some spirits that the human body cannot absorb. Beyond the force, there is really nothing to discover.

Over time, Yangfu lost interest in this bluestone and fell to the third floor of the Treasure House.

When the night feathers explored the bluestone, the butler Yangzi rushed to the treasure chest.

"Seven elders, Miss Night did not come out." Yang Guanjia looked a little eager.

The seven elders shook their heads.

Yang Guanjia went upstairs.

"Okay, let it be." Night Feather sighed, there is really nothing else, only this bluestone can make Ziling cause interest.

"Miss Night waited for a long time. I had a bad stomach yesterday and let the lady laugh." Yang Guanjia’s voice rang at the stairs.