Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

The young man in black suddenly opened his mouth as if he were greeting an old friend.

But when he heard the sound, he felt cold all over his body, as if thousands of caterpillars were wriggling on his back, which made him shudder!

Because this voice is very old, it doesn't look like a young man's voice at all!

It's like this young man's body is wrapped with a very old soul! That old soul is the true face of this young man!

"You Who the hell are you!? Your voice... " Hua Boxuan swallowed hard, and a great sense of crisis hit his heart.

Although from the beginning to the end, the young man did not show hostility to himself, but intuition told the Chinese family owner that this young man must be plotting against the right track!

"Voice? What? My voice sounds strange, doesn't it? Isn't it my age? "

The young man in black, with his hands on his back, said slowly.

"You seem afraid of me? I didn't say I would kill you. Why should you be afraid of me The mysterious young man in black, like a schizophrenic, spoke to himself.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that I caught you. It seems that when people get old, their memory will always decline. It is still not enough to keep their minds from getting old. "

"* * not aging? What the hell are you talking about! There is no injustice or hatred against you. If you are willing to stop, the door of my Yanjing Hua family will always be opened for you. "

Seeing the young man, he hesitated to do it by himself. Hua Po Xuan's words slowed down in an attempt to resolve the friendship and resentment.

However, when he said this, he made the young man in black laugh at himself.

Hua Boxuan was displeased and said in a cold voice, "what are you laughing at?"

"Yanjinghua family? It's just a bag of wine and rice. It's been two thousand years, but it can't even get out of a fairy. If you calculate the number of generations, it should be the eighty third generation? "

The young man in black shook his head in despair.

But this sentence, in Hua Bo Xuan's ear, is just like thunder, shocking the mind!

The owner of the Hua family could not help but regress, pointing to the young man in black in front of him with trembling fingers, and said in an incredible voice, "you! Who the hell are you!? Why do you know about the Chinese family? "

What this young man in Black said is exactly the same. Since Hua Yi, the first ancestor of the Chinese family, passed down to Hua Boxuan, it happened to be the 83rd generation!

The young man in black raised an indescribable radian and said with great interest: "younger generation, you really don't recognize who I am?"

Without waiting for Hua Boxuan to open his mouth, he was surprised to see that the young man in black had short black hair, which was like a wild vine growing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In Hua Bo Xuan's shocked eyes, the young man's long black hair turned from black to gray, and then turned into silver!

It is eyebrows, but also turned into a piece of white!

Even on his lips and chin, he had a white beard!

In the blink of an eye, a graceful and elegant young man has turned into an old man!

"Younger generation, do you know who I am now?"

The old man with white hair laughed. He was not surprised by the shock of the master of the Chinese family. He seemed to have seen it many times.

Gradually, the old man in Hua Bo Xuan's pupil overlapped with the general in the picture in the ancestral hall of the Hua family!