Seeing Yang Chen again, Lu Xia's face suddenly became more ferocious.
"Little bastard, it just came out." Lu Xia stared at Yang Chen with a sneer: "I thought you would hide behind and not come out."
Yang Chen said coldly: "It's me you're looking for, it's none of the other people's business. Nangong Xuan died in danger. Instead of killing the snake demon, you come and blame me instead. Could it be that the Lu family is so powerful that you can ignore it? Is it wrong?"
What she said made Lu Xia angry from embarrassment.
She doesn't have a deep relationship with Nangong Xuan, they just met once. The reason why Nangong Xuan married her was only because he was greedy for the power of the Lu family.
Nangong Xuan is dead, she can find another husband, but the most unbearable thing for her is the ridicule of others.
A woman born in a famous family like her has her own small circle.
Those women usually sneered at Lu Xia's appearance, but this time when they heard that Lu Xia's husband had died, they all began talking behind their backs happily.
Lu Xia learned from her servants that more than once these people murmured behind her back that her husband was dead, and she was frightened away when she came to the door.
The dignified Lu family was actually scared away by an unknown sect master.
For a while, this incident became a joke in the entire Northern Domain circle.
"Little bastard, now you are acting righteously." A trace of resentment flashed in Lu Xia's eyes.
If Yang Chen didn't bring Nangong Xuan into the hinterland of the snake demon, Nangong Xuan would not have died.
If Nangong Xuan didn't die, those people wouldn't make fun of her.
So, all of this is to be blamed on Yang Chen!
"Hmph! Bring someone up." Lu Xia clapped her hands.
Soon, several monks came up with an old man covered in scars.
The old man was seriously injured, as if he had been beaten, and his coarse clothes were already stained with blood. The old man didn't have the slightest mana fluctuations, just like a mortal.
"Grandpa!" Yang Chen was shocked when he saw the old man.
He entered the Lingshan Sect and was immersed in the sect all the time. He did not go back to visit his grandfather Yang Qi.
I planned to go back to the village during this time, but I didn't expect the other party to catch Yang Qi.
"Little bastard, I will give you a choice. Either go and kill your suzerain, and I will disturb your grandfather's life. Or come and kill your grandfather, and I can also let your sect go."
Lu Xia stared at Yang Chen with a ferocious expression: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, choose one."
Almost without thinking about it, Yang Chen shouted angrily, "Bastard!"
These two choices, no matter which one, Yang Chen will not choose.
On one side is the sect that is kind to him, and on the other is the grandfather who raised him.
Under the dilemma, Yang Chen suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing into his mind. He roared angrily: "I will fight with you!"
He controlled the flying sword and stabbed at Lu Xia.
Seeing this, the two old men in black from Dongshan School couldn't help sneering, and one of them flicked Yang Chen's flying sword away.
Afterwards, the old man in black stepped up to Yang Chen and knocked him to the ground with one punch.
"Hold him down, I want him to watch with his own eyes, his grandfather and suzerain died in front of him!" Lu Xia's face showed a touch of madness that was almost morbid.
She held the knife and aimed it at Yang Qi's neck, and was about to slash across it.
But at this moment, a blade of light emanated from the Mausoleum Sect, passing Lu Xia's side directly at a distance of several thousand meters. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com