Chapter 2639 After Earning Back for Three Years, the Ji Family Invited Him to Meet

There was a sudden silence on the platform, and everyone stopped communicating in an instant, and all looked over.

Although some of them guessed Yang Qingxuan's identity, it's completely different from confirming it.

Yang Qingxuan felt like a light on his back. These are the top existences in the universe, and their eyes are different from those of ordinary minions.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes penetrated his body, as if revealing himself in public.

"Hey, it really is you."

You Xiong Ya said: "Let's take a step to talk. Part of the reason I came to the trade conference is to meet you."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Okay."

The two immediately walked to the side of the platform.

Xiong Ya glanced at the audience, sneered, raised his hand, and shot it into the void. With a "bang", the powerful barrier force spread and directly enveloped the two of them.

Immediately, people outside could not see clearly what was going on inside.

Zixia frowned and stood quietly outside.

She wasn't worried, because in this place, no one dared to do anything, otherwise it would really anger the public.

Moreover, the power of the Xiong family is not strong in the holy clan, and they would never dare to offend the gods openly.

"Boy, since we met, I'll get straight to the point. The conditions you raised last time, after discussing with the elders, the patriarch felt that he could agree, but a hundred years is too long, thirty years."

Xiongya said directly.

"Thirty years? What can be done in thirty years, I'm afraid even sacrifices are not enough."

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, and said after bargaining.

You Xiong Ya smiled slightly, and said: "For others, thirty years or sacrifice is not enough, but your Excellency is Yang Qingxuan, the only king of glory in the past and present, thirty years is enough to make you shake the world in the Muhai area. gone."

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said: "I don't agree, and I can't agree to it in thirty years."

You Xiong Ya frowned, and said: "Then how many years do you think is suitable? In short, a hundred years is too long, and we can't agree even if we have the Xiong family."

Yang Qingxuan said: "A hundred years is just a moment for the family, and even a retreat has passed. Your Excellency said that this time is still long, is it unreasonable?"

You Xiongya grinned and said: "Since the ancestor has been born, our urgency to look forward to its return home has grown even for ten days. How can you reduce it, sir? Even if it is to buy something, the price can be negotiated." One or two."

Yang Qingxuan wondered: "In this case, let's reduce it by three years and return it after ninety-seven years."

You Xiong Ya said anxiously: "This reduction is too little, right?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's already a lot, and it can't be reduced any more. Three years, in some respects, is already a long time."

You Xiongya had a gloomy expression on his face.

Yang Qingxuan said: "If this matter is not discussed properly, it may take a few years if it continues to drag on, or if I am not strong enough, and when I die in the future, then the immortal monument is very likely to be dusty again, forever. It’s possible to have a bright future.”

You Xiong Ya patted his head, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed: "I'm old, I'm really old, and I can't even bargain with young people. Ninety-seven years is ninety-seven years, at least three years have been earned back." In the past year, I have an explanation to my family."

After finishing speaking, he took out a pocket-sized golden jade slip, held it carefully with both hands, handed it to Yang Qingxuan, and said seriously: "This is the magic formula to unseal the immortal monument, remember it, and never spread it outside."

Yang Qingxuan said: "I promised to have the Xiong family, and I will naturally do it."

He clasped his fists and cupped his hands, then took the jade slip.

The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere eased, and You Xiongya waved his hand to undo the barrier.

The people outside cast their gazes over again, seeing that the two sides were laughing and laughing, they seemed to be having a good conversation, and they hummed in displeasure.

The holy clan clans are all in a competitive relationship with each other, and they generally feel uncomfortable when they see others being comfortable.

Zixia asked: "Are you done talking? Didn't you suffer?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "It's a good deal, and I didn't suffer."

Zixia smiled and said: "Actually, I asked too much. With your IQ, there are not many people in this world who can make you suffer."

The two were about to move forward, when a person suddenly appeared in front of them, and a cold breath came, blocking their way.

Zixia looked displeased, and said coldly: "Good dogs don't block the way."

The man's face turned pale, and a strong murderous look flashed out of his eyes, full of anger.

Zixia laughed instead, and said, "Interesting, what, you want to kill me?"

The man glared at Zixia angrily, then put away the cold aura on his body, clasped his fists at Yang Qingxuan and said, "My lord has invited Mr. Qingxuan."

Because he was disrespectful to Zixia, Yang Qingxuan didn't want to talk to him, and said lightly: "I don't know your lord, and I'm not interested in meeting him."

The man was a little surprised, and said: "My lord..."

"The surname is Ji, right?"

Zixia said lightly, interrupting the man's words.

Without waiting for the man to answer, he turned to Yang Qingxuan and said, "You should go there, the relationship with the Ji family must have a result. As one of the eight heavenly kings, that man will not embarrass you, a junior."

The man's face changed slightly, and he sighed softly: "The fairy has already guessed."

Zixia snorted coldly: "If Ji Wuming hadn't come, how dare you be rude in front of me?"

"you!……"

With that anger, she turned her face away and completely ignored Zixia.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Since it was Ji Wuming who came in person, he had to save face no matter what. After all, he didn't have any serious grudges with the Ji family, it was just because of Ji Beiye's relationship.

And if Ji Beiye couldn't ease up with the Ji family, it would be bad for Ji Beiye himself.

Yang Qingxuan immediately followed the man to the edge of the top floor platform. There was a small teleportation array. After entering it, the array lighted up and disappeared.

Everyone on the top platform watched them leave before returning to their own transactions, discussing and negotiating among themselves.

Zixia also walked to the huge water curtain in the middle, watching the treasures constantly displayed on it.

The next moment, Yang Qingxuan and that person appeared in a room with a huge screen separating the inside and the outside.

What is depicted on the screen is a picture of hundreds of flowers contending for beauty, all kinds of flowers are competing to bloom, and they are all in full bloom, all of which are vying for this bit of spring.

It was originally a beautiful pattern of flowers, but it revealed a huge will to compete, which made Yang Qingxuan's heart tremble.

The man bowed and said, "Patriarch, Yang Qingxuan brought it here." He bowed and stepped back.

Only Yang Qingxuan and the faint figure behind the screen were left in the room.

"What do you think of this picture?"

A man's voice came from behind the screen, very calm and powerful.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Although these flowers are bright and bright, the colors are eye-catching, and they are amazing and enviable at first glance, but who knows the hardships behind them? The soil is only this, and the spring is only this little. If you don't snatch it, It can only be a green leaf to accompany others, or worse, turn into soil to nourish others."