Rebirth of the Urban Madman

At night in the Dragon Pond, the moonlight poured down like the Milky Way, shining on the coiled dragon soul. In the spirit pond, the black spirit held the yellow gourd and moved slowly.

There is nothing better than this in the immortal land.

Qin Xuan slowly looked at the bright moon in the sky, his mind wandering.

He had met a person from the Chaideros family, when he was in the giant anaconda in the high seas.

As the largest family overseas, the Chaideros family was once spread all over the world, and even after many kingdoms and empires, there were four words of Chaideros.

His aunt, Qin Yunxue, married someone from the Chaideros family, and it was more likely that she was the head of the Chaideros family, which surprised Qin Xuan.

This was something he could not know in his previous life. Even the Haiqing established by his great-grandfather Yue Long could not be compared with the Chaideros family. After all, the family with thousands of years of heritage, which even the lord of the empire had to rely on, was definitely not something that could be supported by the innate or even a terrestrial immortal.

Qin Xuan also thought of the secret of Qin Ling, his eyes were calm.

Until, he retracted his gaze and looked at the Dragon Pond formation, a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.

"If Qin Ling is injured, no matter the largest overseas family or even the great country in the world, I will definitely sweep them with my sword!"

His words were gentle, lingering on the top of the Dragon Pond Mountain.

Then, he went home, and after entering the house, he saw his parents seemed to be packing their luggage.

"Qin Xuan, why are you back so late?" Qin Wende snorted coldly, "You are going back to the Qin family tomorrow, why don't you pack up quickly?"

Qin Xuan looked calm and looked at his father.

Tomorrow... you are going back to the Qin family?

He smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

He had nothing else to bring, one person was enough, and then he returned upstairs.

"This stinky boy!" Qin Wende said dissatisfiedly.

"Xiaoxuan has grown up and has his own life. You should not get involved!" Shen Xinxiu couldn't help but glared at Qin Wende, "Didn't the old man have a headache about you at the beginning? How dare you say that about Xiaoxuan?"

Qin Wende's expression froze. As the youngest son of Qin Zhonghua, he has been stubborn since he was a child and often gave the old man a headache. When he mentioned this, Qin Wende couldn't help but feel ashamed. Thinking of his youthful frivolity, he immediately smiled awkwardly.

"You only know how to protect him!" Qin Wende couldn't help but say, a little jealous.

"My son, what's wrong with me protecting him? Do you have any objections?" Shen Xinxiu glanced at Qin Wende unhappily, "Why? Are you jealous of your own son?"

"I didn't!" Qin Wende was hit by what he was thinking, and his face immediately straightened.

Shen Xinxiu couldn't help but sneer: "Oh, it's so sour, and you still say you don't have it?"

"I really don't!" Qin Wende's old face turned red.

"Go pack your things!" Shen Xinxiu scolded with a smile. As she spoke, she remembered something, "I wonder how the plum tree is doing? Will it bloom this year?"

Qin Wende was also startled and put away his joking thoughts.

He and Shen Xinxiu had a plum tree in front of the Qin family's villa. It bloomed every year at the end of the year. It was planted by Qin Wende's mother. The old man loved Qin Wende and left the plum tree in front of Qin Wende's villa when Qin Wende was eighteen years old.

Every year, someone would take care of the Qin family, and it was the same after he was expelled from the Qin family.

Shen Xinxiu also loved this plum tree. Since returning to the Qin family at the end of the year, she would take good care of it every year. It has been almost ten years. Every year when she returns to the Qin family, she longs for the plum blossoms to bloom.

"Don't worry, Dad will take good care of it. I know you like it!" Qin Wende laughed.

"What do you know?" Shen Xinxiu glanced at Qin Wende, and then continued to pack her luggage without saying a word.

…

At this moment, the Qin family has already set off an uproar.

Qin Ying was injured, Qin Weihua was beaten, Qin Bing was forced to kneel, and all the young people in the Qin family were forced by Qin Xuan to apologize to Qin Ling.

This incident almost swept the entire Qin family. Qin Wenjun and Qin Wenguo were furious after hearing the news.

"Qin Xuan, that little bastard, does he want to die!" In Qin Wenguo's home, a woman who still has charm but looks unruly shouted.

Qin Wenguo, who was smoking on the side, had a gloomy face and flashed coldly in his eyes from time to time.

"Qin Wenguo, what are you talking about? When Yun'er was abandoned, you didn't even dare to say a word. Now even Bing'er was forced to kneel down. A man's knees are made of gold. Isn't this what you men say? Why are your two sons being bullied so much now, and you don't even dare to say a word?" The woman was furious and pointed at Qin Wenguo.

"Shut up!" Qin Wenguo suddenly glared, his eyes were bloodshot, and this scene immediately frightened the woman.

But soon, she was completely angry, "You two sons were bullied like this, you dare not get angry at Qin Wende's family,Still glaring at me? Are you considered a man? "

Qin Wenguo was so offended by these words that he held the cigarette butt between his fingers in his palm, letting the sparks burn his palm, which was painful, but he just glared at the woman coldly.

This action made the woman's face change suddenly. After decades of marriage, she knew what kind of temper Qin Wenguo had.

Usually, she was a little willful and willful, and Qin Wenguo could not care, but now, Qin Wenguo was really angry.

She also knew that she should stop when she was ahead. Her eyes were red and tears could not stop falling. "I am not worried about Bing'er and Yun'er. Why do Qin Wende and his son Qin Xuan bully our son like this?"

"Isn't the old man too partial? Qin Xuan is his grandson, but are Bing'er and Yun'er not? "

Qin Wenguo loosened his hand indifferently. There were some burn marks on his palm. He casually threw the extinguished cigarette butt with a little blood into the trash can.

"Go and tell my dad about these words. The New Year is coming. I don't want to dwell on this matter!" Qin Wenguo said indifferently. Then he walked into the bedroom and lit another cigarette.

Qin Wende, Qin Xuan!

His eyes suddenly became cold, "I wonder how long you and your son can be rampant?"

In another villa, Qin Wenjun looked at Qin Ying, who was pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and Qin Weihua, whose cheek was red and swollen, with gloomy eyes.

"Did Qin Xuan do this?" Qin Wenjun said indifferently. On the side, a gentle woman was holding an ice pack to apply to Qin Weihua's face.

"Yes! "Qin Weihua nodded.

Qin Wenjun's eyes were gloomy, "You and your brother are both cultivating internal strength, and Ying'er is almost at the peak of internal strength, which means that Qin Xuan is already a master?"

Martial arts master?

Qin Ying and Qin Weihua were silent, and no one dared to believe this fact. That Qin Xuan, who had never been looked down upon by them, was now the master they had been looking forward to.

Master?

Qin Wenjun sneered, his eyes became colder.

No wonder, you dared to speak arrogantly in front of me at the beginning, but a master thought he could look down on everyone in the world, and dared to hurt my children?

I have helped your Qin Wende family so much, but now you actually hurt Ying'er and slap Weihua in the face. Qin Wende, you really gave birth to a good son!