Chapter 4 Price
Chapter 4 Price
It was a young man with a very coquettish appearance, and the bright red between his brows seemed to be able to drip blood.
The young man has a pair of pupils that are different from ordinary people. Some inexplicable emotions suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Is it an illusion?"
He murmured softly, but soon, the young man denied himself, "No."
The throbbing that came from the blood just now can't be just his illusion.
The youth can now recall the kindness and familiarity that made him reflexively come out of the retreat.He could feel the weakness of that breath, and he could clearly feel his urge to protect him.
The young man slowly raised his eyes to look into the distance, and then said in an ambiguous tone, "It's a pity that he can't deduce his location for the time being."
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Fu Jia didn't know what happened when he took off the bracelet, and he didn't know that the original owner's mother who died young told him not to take it off.
He just quietly waited for Yang Song and Yang Fan to walk in.
"Master, this is the dog I mentioned to you."
As soon as Yang Fan walked in, he heard his father's very modest or low-profile words towards Fu Jia.
The grayness in his eyes flashed past, and Yang Fan clenched his fists unconsciously.He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he knew very well that it was all because of him that Yang Song would show such a gesture to Fu Jia.
Because of his inability to practice, his father tried his best to lose face and invited many important people to see his situation.If the situation improved, it might make Yang Fan feel less uncomfortable, but unfortunately, no one could do anything to him.
He can't cultivate, and he is destined to be just an inferior person.
This is what everyone said about him.
In fact, every time he came to meet these so-called big men, Yang Fan was full of anticipation, but every time his hope would come to nothing, but Yang Fan told himself that he could not show it, he could only pretend that he didn't care .
He is not qualified to show remorse and frustration in front of his father.
Just like this time——
Looking up at Fu Jia who looked about his age in front of him, the obscurity in Yang Fan's eyes became thicker.Even the elders of those great sects had nothing to do with him, so what can this seemingly young boy do.
Although the other party's temperament is outstanding, what's the use?
He could clearly feel the incompatibility between the young man and his surroundings, and he could also clearly feel the gap between himself and the young man. Yang Fan's fingers turned white, and he actually didn't want to meet Fu Jia's eyes at all.
Because everyone who came to see his body would look at him with eyes like looking at something, with that kind of lofty posture, showing that kind of pity and compassion.
However, before Yang Fan clenched his hands and creaked, he heard a very plain voice.
"I do have a way to make him practice."
"Master, is it true? Do you really have a way to let Gouzi practice? You need something, as long as you say it, our Yang family will definitely get it for you." Yang Song said incoherently in his ear, "As for the reward , you just open your mouth."
Yang Fan stared blankly at the young man in front of him and shook his head, then watched the other party put his gaze on him.
There wasn't any emotion in it he'd imagined, just peace.
"The price needs to be paid by himself."
It was really the same as those people described, like a fairy.
Obviously there is no superior posture, it is obviously like facing a normal person, but it just makes people feel ashamed.
"What price?" Yang Fan heard his own voice.
"I don't know, it's under your control."
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