Youth's Cultivation

Home, home, like a wanderer who is injured outside, always wants to go back to the place called home. Only where can he be at ease

For a long time, finding Zhou Ningxue back is Wang Xiaohu's belief in stepping into the cultivation world. However, at that moment, this belief seemed to collapse in an instant. Even he wanted to leave the cultivation world full of killing recklessly, return to the place where he grew up, where to live and die, and spend his life

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu seemed to understand that the heaven who was chased and killed Optimus had no way to enter the earth. After killing countless enemies, why did he get tired and just want to return to the place where he grew up, but fate made people. Finally, Optimus was on the road again.

Although Wang Xiaohu knows very well that he can't put everything down, nor can he put it down

When he said goodbye to his parents, he was destined not to go back. The road to truth is always a road of no return.

He can no longer return to the original life track, but he still wants to go home at this time, even if he just takes a look!

However, Wang Xiaohu knows that he can't go at the moment, because the forbidden area of the medicine Valley is opened, he has to go in

After calming down for a few seconds, Wang Xiaohu got up and walked out of the house. No matter where he was, there would always be some helpless. He wanted to go home, but he couldn't leave the medicine valley behind. Whether he owed the favor of the bandits of Su or his fate with Su Hao, he changed it!

...

"Hum, what genius, procrastination again and again. I see that Wang Xiaohu has a false reputation!"

"Yes, some people place their hopes on such unreliable guys. It's really..."

Two sarcastic voices came. In a valley where exotic flowers and plants were competing in full bloom, dozens of Medicine Valley disciples were silent, and the five Mahayana realm friars led by them seemed to be divided into two factions. One was naturally the Soviet bandit and the third uncle of the bandit, while on the other side were three Mahayana realm friars.

The two people who spoke also wore red Taoist robes, and they were seven points similar. They all looked red, like twin brothers.

In the middle of the two, there was a middle-aged man in a green shirt, whose momentum was not even weaker than that of the Soviet bandits. It seemed that the twin brothers of the two fiery red Taoist robes were led by this man.

"Red flame, leave the fire, shut up. If you have the ability, find someone who can inherit the eldest brother!" Uncle Su angrily scolded.

"Hum, what inheritance? I'm afraid there's nothing left at all. My ancestral treasure of Medicine Valley has also been taken away by some people!" The red flame elder said in a strange way, as if he meant something.

"ChiYan, you want to die!"

"Red flame, shut up!"

The Su bandit and the middle-aged man in the green shirt spoke at the same time. The red flame elder seemed to know that he had made a mistake. He could only say something in his heart, so he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Su bandits looked at the red flame elder coldly, but they didn't do it after all.

"Kai Yuan, it's almost time. Let's start!" The middle-aged man in green shirt looked at the Su bandit and said something, as if he didn't regard the Su bandit as the valley master, but as a younger generation.

The Su bandit's face was slightly cold, but he didn't take this attack. He looked in the direction outside the valley. He seemed helpless. Finally, he got up and walked towards the valley ahead.

Hundreds of people walk in the valley. Even if there is no no no air raid here, they have no one to fly.