Youth's Cultivation

Half a day later, a city appeared in the field of vision. After several years of trekking, everyone was tired. Seeing a city, naturally accelerated the speed.

"Eh, there are a group of mortals here..." Su Yang's eyes are disdainful. Obviously, in the eyes of practitioners who have not contacted the secular world, mortals are no different from mole ants.

"It's itchy again, isn't it?" Wang Xiaohu glared at Su Yang.

After several years together, Wang Xiaohu's attitude towards Su Yang is not so bad. Although this guy is a bit of an asshole, his nature is not too bad.

However, on weekdays, when you don't like it, you don't kick the goods. Uncle Su showed his teeth with Wang Xiaohu at the beginning, but Uncle Su stopped talking since Wang Xiaohu asked the blood fairy to talk about life with Uncle su.

Su Yang has no way to complain. He can only choose to give in. Seeing Wang Xiaohu is like a mouse seeing a cat.

Su Yang shrunk his neck and ran away for fear of another kick.

"Go down, don't show your accomplishments, don't bully ordinary people..." the Su bandit said and fell to the ground.

Shaoyao and others, for the secular world, just heard that although they walked into the city, they all had a good demeanor. The roadside pedestrians whispered, but they didn't dare to disturb.

The sweet and elegant peony attracted a burst of glances. Some even speculated that it was the daughter of a dignitary or whether it was the princess of the royal family.

For these, peony can only be regarded as not hearing. At the moment, Wang Xiaohu looks at the stalls and Hawking on the street. His heart seems to fall to the ground. He has the feeling of going home. It seems that this is his home!

After listening to this small town for two hours, Shaoyao and others tasted the delicious cakes and cakes in the city and watched a big play. Only then did they leave.

At the moment, Wang Xiaohu already knows that this mortal country is not the same as his hometown, no less than 100000 miles apart.

But for Wang Xiaohu, this distance is just one day.

This time, Wang Xiaohu refused to follow Shaoyao and Su Yang with interest. He went on the road alone and planned to go home and have a look.

As for others, they stayed for a few days in the TIANYAO mountains thousands of miles away.

They don't want to make a public now. For them, Tianbao firm doesn't have the strength to fight hard at the moment. Even if Wang Xiaohu goes all out, they will lose both sides in the end. It's not worth it at all.

Therefore, how to settle down in the next step still needs to be considered in the long run.

...

Wang Xiaohu stood in the place where the village was once located and looked at a large manor in front of him. He felt a little unreal.

Wang Zhuang, Wang Zhuang

In addition to the name, Wang Xiaohu can't see other familiar shadows

At the gate of the manor, two young people with swollen temples stood upright

Wang Xiaohu smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. The vicissitudes of life have changed. Didn't he expect it long ago?

Xiuzhen, this is a road of no return

Wang Xiaohu stepped into the manor. He didn't spread his mind. He just wanted to see the place where he was born with his own eyes.

"This should be Erniu's home..."

"This is big brother's yard..."

Walking through pavilions everywhere, Wang Xiaohu would mutter to himself, and the picture of that year appeared in his mind.

In this manor, servants dressed as servants come and go from time to time, but they seem to turn a blind eye to Wang Xiaohu.

In a heavy courtyard, Wang Xiaohu walked around and looked, as if he saw the people and things of the past flowing away from his eyes.