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"Brother Chen, Miss Xiaoyu!"

Just now seeing Chen Dasheng and Xiaoyu descending from the sky, the young Xiaohu was very excited, his eyes were full of light. .

"Xiaohu, do you miss Brother Chen?" Chen Dasheng patted Xiong Xiaohu on the head, with a smile on his face.

"Of course I want to!" Xiaohu nodded vigorously, "I picked some fruits for you when you left last time, but when I arrived at the entrance of the village, you had already left. Brother Chen, how long are you going to play this time?" Ah? How did you and Sister Xiaoyu fly here from the sky?"

Xiaohu asked a lot of questions in one breath, and Chen Dasheng didn't know how to answer them. At this time, the crowd suddenly fell silent, and they automatically opened up a passage, and an old woman walked slowly towards this direction. Come.

"Grandma!"

Seeing Grandma Xiong, Chen Xiaoyu ran over immediately, stretched out her hand to support Grandma Xiong's arm, looking like a good girl.

Grandma Xiong gave Xiaoyu a loving look, walked up to Chen Dasheng, and looked up at Chen Dasheng, "Please trouble me, a master of Wuzong, to send Xiaoyu back personally, the old lady is very grateful."

"Grandma, what did you say? Xiaoyu is my younger sister. I should send her back. Besides, it's not difficult to borrow and repay." Chen Dasheng smiled lightly. The fact that he broke through the Martial Sect must be the last time the old sister came. I told her when I picked up the little fish.

"Grandma, don't listen to his nonsense, he just wants to see Sister Ruoxue!" Chen Xiaoyu shot Chen Dasheng a look, but exposed Chen Dasheng's lies unceremoniously.

Chen Dasheng smiled awkwardly, but Grandma Xiong also smiled, "Ruoxue is practicing in the back mountain, go and see it!"

After watching the excitement, everyone dispersed, and Chen Dasheng and Xiaoyu followed Grandma Xiong to the ancestral house.

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The back mountain is behind the ancestral house. It is a small hill. The vegetation on the hill is not lush, but mostly low shrubs and flowers. The flowers are fragrant, colorful and very beautiful.

A woman in a seedling suit is stepping on graceful dance steps, dancing lightly among thousands of flowers, a group of flowers and butterflies are lingering around her fingertips, following her fingers, they are arranged in beautiful arcs, just like holding a colorful flower in her hand. The ribbon is average.

"Clap clap clap!"

A burst of loud applause rang in his ears, Han Ruoxue stopped concentrating, and the dozens of flowers and butterflies seemed to have lost their traction, and soon scattered in all directions.

"husband?"

I thought it was Grandma Xiong, but when I looked back, it was Chen Dasheng standing not far away. Han Ruoxue's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

Chen Dasheng spread his hands, and smiled at Han Ruoxue from afar.

With a gust of fragrant wind, Han Ruoxue threw herself into Chen Dasheng's arms. Chen Dasheng hugged Han Ruoxue tightly in his arms, enjoying a moment of warmth.

"How are you doing these days?" Chen Dasheng asked softly.

Han Ruoxue nodded, and said a little braggingly, "Grandma has taught me a lot of Miao family's secret techniques, the Silkworm Gu has been controlled, and now I can control many small animals..."

"Hehe, butterflies can also be called small animals?" Chen Dasheng asked.

Han Ruoxue blushed a little, "Why aren't butterflies considered small animals? I feel like they are my friends. They can fly as I want them to fly!"

As she spoke, Han Ruoxue stretched out a finger, and a butterfly slowly landed on her finger as if being summoned, its wide wings closed slowly and remained motionless.

"awesome!"

Chen Dasheng praised it. I have to say that this Miao family thaumaturgy is really wonderful. It should be regarded as the art of controlling beasts. Although butterflies are insects, these kinds of things have no intelligence. Small animals such as cats and puppies are much more difficult.

After receiving Chen Dasheng's praise, Han Ruoxue felt sweet in her heart, she raised her head and said to Chen Dasheng, "A few days ago I saw your sister coming, but I didn't see you, so I thought you weren't coming?"

"Why don't you come?" Chen Dasheng scratched Han Ruoxue's nose and said with a smile, "I told you, you'll have a good time here with Grandma Xiong, and I'll come to see you when I'm free!"

Han Ruoxue nodded and said, "Grandma said that as long as I activate the 'Eight Desolation Gu Sutra' to the third stage, the silkworm Gu in my body can be used by me."

"Then you should work harder, once you get in touch with the silkworm Gu, you can leave here." Chen Dasheng said.

"I will work hard. Grandma said that my aptitude is very good. According to the current training speed, at most two or three years, I can practice to the third level." Han Ruoxue said very firmly, holding Chen Dasheng's hand He walked down the mountain with his hands, "Honey, how long are you going to stay this time?"

After she came out of retreat, Han Ruoxue was in bed, she didn't know many people in the village, and Xiao Yu was picked up again. For her, life was boring except sex. How long have you been looking forward to it? , Chen Dasheng finally came, naturally hoped that Chen Dasheng could stay for a few more days.

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Happy world.

This is a solitary world, born from the mortal world, composed of a huge continent as large as boundless and an endless ocean.

Man is the primate of all things, and Xiaoyaojie is no exception. Human beings dominate most of the resources, while the remaining half is in the hands of those powerful demons and ghosts. This is a world where demons, ghosts and human beings are mixed together. There are countless elites with great powers.

This is the Immortal World recorded in the ancient books of the Mortal Realm. It is said that a boy who ran out of any fairy mountain and blessed land here can become a powerful party in the Mortal Realm. However, the legend is just a legend after all, and it is too exaggerated. Immortals, those who have reached the realm of Martial Immortals are still rare, but compared to the barren Mortal Realm, the Xiaoyao Realm is undoubtedly a paradise for warriors.

In ancient times, every 50 years, the major sects in the Xiaoyao Realm would send people to the Mortal Realm to pick up and guide innate warriors who had broken through, and select some high-quality masters. I don't know when the practice started, but it gradually disappeared.

As time goes by, many people in Xiaoyao Realm don't even know that there is another world called Mortal Realm outside Xiaoyao Realm, and in Mortal Realm, only in some ancient books can we find some records about Xiaoyao Realm. Except for a very small number of people in the Xiaoyao Realm who occasionally run to the Mortal Realm, the two worlds have almost completely lost contact.

In the extreme south, on the border of the mainland, in Shaoqing Mountain.

Green pines and verdant cypresses, endless sea and sky, endless mountains and mountains, in this endless green, a [-]-meter-high mountain stands majestically, like a giant, quietly overlooking the land under its feet, lonely and desolate .

There are [-] mountains here, and Shaoqing Mountain is just one of them, but this is not a place that human monks can set foot in, because the extreme south of the mainland, including the [-] mountains, is the sphere of influence of the monster clan. In the vast area, there are countless monsters and spirit beasts scattered, and there are many powerful ones among them.

On the top of Shaoqing Mountain, in front of the clouds and mist, there was a burst of shouting, as if someone was fighting.

Through the clouds and mist, the camera zooms to the top of the mountain. There are many ancient buildings on the top of the mountain. On a large bluestone square in the center, a one-sided battle is going on.

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by muffled bangs, the masters of the clan were severely injured one by one by the horned man wearing a nose ring on the stage, they were blasted off the high stage, and lay on the ground vomiting blood.

Looking at the big man with horns who killed everyone on the stage and was unstoppable, Hu Xian'er was very angry. Shaoqing Mountain has nine mountains and eighteen mountains under its jurisdiction. A few days ago, his father Human Yaowang passed away. The Eighteen Ridges will be boring. It was supposed to be the day to establish a new owner, but I didn't expect an enemy to come.

"Oh!"

Another elder in the late stage of Yaodan was kicked off the high platform and fell in front of Hu Xian'er. After vomiting two mouthfuls of blood, he lost his breath of life.

"Big elder?"

Hu Xian'er squatted on the bed, and anxiously pushed the old man. The old man had no answer and was obviously dead. For a moment, Hu Xian'er felt sad, and looked up at the tall and straight figure on the high platform. hate.

"Hahaha, who else is there?" Seeing the old man being beaten to death by himself, the big man laughed heartily, looked around the audience, and shouted arrogantly. (To be continued.)