Douluo's Raging Heart

Chapter 147 The Broken Clan

"constant."

The city lord nodded, Qian Yu looked at the city lord and said,

"You've come here a lot, you're all so familiar."

"As the city lord, this is normal."

When Qian Yu thought about it, she was right, it would be strange if she didn't come here often.

Then Qian Yu and the others followed the city lord to a box with ease.

Walking into the private room, the noisy sound outside immediately decreased a lot, and soon Xiao Er served a lot of dishes without the city lord saying anything.

The three chatted, drank and ate meat, and at this moment Qian Yu looked at Yang Po and raised a question.

"Yang Po, why do you want to be the chief of guards beside Mrs. Zhu? With your strength, it really shouldn't be."

Hearing Qian Yu's question, the city lord also listened attentively, Yang Po took a sip of his wine and said.

"I was saved by Mrs. Zhu before. After my injury recovered, I worked as a guard by her side for a year to repay her."

"And after today, I'm done, and I can go back to my family with peace of mind."

Qian Yu nodded and said, "Hui Clan? Which family do you belong to?"

Qian Yu's words made the two of them stare at him with wide eyes, and the city lord said, "Qian Yu, you really don't know which family Yang Po comes from, do you?"

Seeing the somewhat surprised expressions of the two, Qian Yu said helplessly, "I really don't know."

Well, looking at Qian Yu's appearance, it seems that he really doesn't know.

Then Yang Po said to Qian Yu, "I am from the Po Clan."

Broken Clan?Qian Yu thought about it carefully, and seemed to have a little impression, it seemed to be one of the affiliated sects of the Haotian School before.

"I have a little impression, but I really want to hear that the Pozhi Clan is seriously injured now."

"Ahem~"

The city lord coughed and signaled Qian Yu not to say any more, and Qian Yu immediately shut up, and said to Yang Po apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it."

Then Yang Po waved his hand and said indifferently, "What Qian Yu said is also true. Our Po Zhi clan is indeed seriously injured, but with our ability to make medicines, we can live a decent life, at least we don't lack money."

The city lord also nodded and echoed, "As long as the Pozhi clan is really strong, there are shops opened by the Pozhi clan in many cities in the Star Luo Empire."

"Especially in some border cities, there are a lot of wars, so the Pozhi clan's medicines are selling quite well, and the Pozhi clan has taken root in the Star Luo Empire for so many years."

Qian Yu nodded, he didn't expect the Po Zhi Clan to live well,
"But what I'm interested in is your understanding of martial spirits. It's too boring for refining medicine."

Qian Yu smiled and said to Yang Po, and Yang Po smiled helplessly and said,
"If you are so interested, you can come to our Broken Clan to take a look. You may have some unexpected gains, but I can't say what you want to know more about."

"Yo~ Except for the Min clan, your Po clan seldom invites outsiders. Why are you making an exception today?"

The city lord jokingly said to Yang Po.

"Qian Yu can be regarded as the person who saved my life, and I, as the son of the patriarch of the broken family, invited a brother to visit the family, what's the matter?"

Yang Po patted the table and stared at the city lord with wide-eyed eyes, as if if he said one more word about you, I would kill you.

"Hahaha, since you invited me to visit the family, I'll go and have a look, just to gain some insight."

"Okay, I'll take you there in a few days, and I can't refuse then."

Yang Po raised his wine glass and said to Qian Yu, and Qian Yu nodded, "Don't worry, I will go if you want to drive me away."

Soon amidst laughter and laughter, a meal was eaten by these three people for several hours. In the evening, with the presence of the city lord, Qian Yu and the others naturally didn't have to worry about where they lived.

The city lord brought Qian Yu and Yang Po to the city lord's mansion. The city lord's mansion was huge and of course spare rooms were indispensable, so two rooms next to each other were quickly arranged for Qian Yu and the others to live in.

late at night.

Qian Yu listened to the snoring in the room next to her, but she didn't want to sleep, and she couldn't calm down when she was practicing. Qian Yu opened the door of the room and jumped on the roof to look far away, blowing the cold wind.

A gust of wind blew by, and Qian Yu became more energetic, "Wen Ya."

Qian Yu called Wen Ya, and when Wen Ya heard Qian Yu calling, she also got out and hid in Qian Yu's hair.

"What's wrong Chiba?"

Wen Ya looked at Qian Yu with doubts in her eyes.

"It's nothing, I just want to call you out."

Wen Ya originally wanted to say something, but seeing Qian Yu's dull mood, she stopped talking and just quietly accompanied Qian Yu beside her.

In the cold night, there was no light, only the moonlight from the moon shining on the ground, and Qian Yu on the roof was drinking the purple dew in one sip.

His eyes and face revealed calmness, but in Wen Ya's view, Qian Yu was a little homesick.

Soon there was a creaking sound, disturbing the dazed Qianyu, Qianyu took the wine gourd and looked down, but Wen Ya heard the sound and hid in Qianyu's body again.

It was found that the opposite door of the room was opened, and Qian Yu still remembered who lived in the opposite door.

That was the place where Mrs. Zhu lived, and at this moment a thin figure was seen coming out of it.

She looked around and looked around, and was relieved to find that no one was there. Then she closed the door carefully, and sat cross-legged on the stone bench in the middle of the yard.

Qian Yu watched Qing'er's movements with interest, seeing Qing'er sitting on a stone bench and starting to practice, Qian Yu also showed approval.

Time passed slowly, Qing'er had been practicing in the yard, while Qian Yu was watching her silently on the roof.

From late night to early morning, Qing'er practiced for a few hours and watched Qian Yu for a few hours. Suddenly, Qing'er suddenly called it a day with a smile on his face.

"Have you finished training, are you going back?"

Qian Yu murmured, just as Qing'er was about to leave, Qian Yu jumped down silently, came behind Qing'er and said,
"Aren't you tired of practicing so late?"

Hearing the sudden sound, Qing'er immediately showed a frightened expression on her face, then turned her head to look behind, and found that it was Qian Yu who regained her calm expression.

Qing'er shook her head, and said two words, "Not tired."

Qian Yu smiled dumbly, and then said to Qing'er, "Soul masters grow from fighting. Soul power is the foundation, and the body is the container. Only the stronger and bigger the container can it carry more soul power."

Hearing Qian Yu talk about cultivation, Qing'er's face immediately revealed an expression of interest.

Qian Yu looked at the curious Qing'er and said in his heart, are you only interested in talking about these things?It's much better than that lazy bastard Ma Hongjun, if not for me, he might still be wasting time.

If you have talent, you have to work hard, don't waste it in vain, otherwise what is the use of this talent?
(End of this chapter)