Youth's Cultivation

"You're back at last! Just come back. Hahaha, no one can save you this time. Do you know how I came over those 60 years? All I think about every moment of every day is how to kill you, how to make your life worse than death, how to let you grasp the pain you suffered in that year and return it a thousand times and a hundred times! " Ling Jinhua said crazily. His murderous spirit was awe inspiring. He had indeed changed a lot from the Idiot's second ancestor.

Wang Xiaohu couldn't help shaking his head. It turned out that he had been at the luanjian cliff for decades and his head was broken. When he left, he had killed Yuanying like a dog. Now the goods are only in the middle of Yuanying, so he jumps in front of him!

"Ally leader, let's go..."

At this time, Zhao Tianlong sent a message to Wang Xiaohu.

"You mean the realm of God?" Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth carelessly.

Wang Xiaohu's words didn't carry a message, so Zhao Tianlong heard them and secretly called for punishment.

"Hum, die. None of you can leave today!" Ling Jinhua shouted angrily, but he hasn't lost his mind. He should have heard of Wang Xiaohu's plagiarism, so he didn't do it himself.

At this time, a figure flew in and fell in front of Ling Jinhua.

"See elder sun..." Ling Jinhua knelt down on one knee.

Most of the people present immediately did the same, but only Jin Peng and Zhao Tianlong stood straight, while Ling Huanyu's face showed a tangled color, and his eyes fell on Wang Xiaohu.

The man in front of him, with silver hair, a pair of Eagle hooked nose and gloomy eyes, looked at Wang Xiaohu condescending, "you are the so-called genius of Qingyun gate..."

Wang Xiaohu didn't answer, just a cold flash in his eyes and stepped out step by step.

At the next moment, Wang Xiaohu had come to the silver haired old man.

He stretched out his hand and clasped the silver haired old man's neck. The silver haired old man didn't even have a chance to escape, "where the waste comes out, dare to run wild in our Qingyun gate!"

Wang Xiaohu's actions are as fierce as before.

Ling Huanyu breathed a sigh of relief. This disaster is still a disaster. When the capital of the disaster is not lost!

"Wang Xiaohu, you, you..."

Ling Jinhua's eyes almost pop out!

"Bang!"

But Wang Xiaohu kicked Ling Jinhua off the throne and hit him on the wall next to him. The goods were filled with grief and anger. A mouthful of congestion gushed out. As soon as it was dark, he fainted. It was a blow. It was estimated that he had to digest it for a long time.

Wang Xiaohu, like throwing garbage, threw the silver haired old man to the ground. Even if he was in the realm of God, he immediately lost all his strength. He couldn't even lift his fingers on the ground, couldn't speak, and his eyes turned in panic.

"What the hell is going on? My master, where are they? " Wang Xiaohu looks at Ling Huanyu!

"Hey, it's hard to say..." Ling Huanyu sighed at this time, looking distressed!

...

"Eight years ago, someone from the ethereal nine fairy palace picked up Zhou Zhengyang's family..." Ling Huanyu said, and the only thing that pleased him was that Zhou Zhengyang and Ling Feixu were not involved in this matter.

When Wang Xiaohu came home, he had learned from his second brother that Zhou Zhengyang's parents were received at the Qingyang gate after he left.

Because there are only two children in their family, Zhou Ningxue is in the ethereal nine fairy palace, and Zhou Zhengyang arrives at the Qingyang gate.

They didn't miss much in the secular world, so they followed Zhou Zhengyang to Qingyang gate.

Although they can't practice, they have been free from disease and disaster in Qingyang gate for a hundred years.