Youth's Cultivation

Why sell yourself? Think about it with your butt. We all know that it's because of the Ling family. Deng Yong wants to enter the inner door. This opportunity has no hope. It's just to go in and get some resources and long experience. However, if you can get the care of the Ling family and enter the inner door, it's not so far away. How many people can remain calm in the face of interest temptation?

Wang Xiaohu took back his eyes. Maybe he should get used to this kind of thing. At the same time, he should be more vigilant. Some secrets can't be revealed. He is still kind and soft. Otherwise, let alone Deng Yong, Fang Hui has to stay in Tianfeng Canyon

"Damn it, I'll kill you..." Lingxiao jumped up from the ground, grabbed the spirit sword and roared to rush up

"Presumptuous!" An elder behind the headmaster shouted angrily. Ling Xiaoru was knocked by a heavy hammer and retreated again and again!

Ling Zhenyue is angry, but his grandson is too frustrated. In a fair war, he didn't promise the evil animal and exposed Fubao... It must be that the guy's talent is so terrible that if he is allowed to develop, the Ling family may face extinction... The old ancestor said that he was dissatisfied with appeasing Wang Xiaohu from the bottom of his heart. How can this guy be used by the Ling family, Sure enough, this guy didn't appreciate it. Even the proposal of Ling's marriage was rejected! Kill yourself!

"Xiao'er, stop! Don't be presumptuous in front of the leader!" Ling Zhenyue had to scold.

"You are so brave that you dare to kill each other before the mountain gate. Do you still pay attention to the rules and regulations of the gate?" Headmaster Yunhe looked gloomy and scolded, but Wang Xiaohu didn't like the headmaster at all. At the beginning, the headmaster didn't compromise with the Ling family and let himself participate in the internal examination. His cultivation was only three levels of intelligence

Wang Xiaohu looked calm and hugged his fist. "Back to the leader, the disciple agreed to fight for life and death with Ling Xiao. Tens of thousands of fellow disciples present can testify. Both sides are voluntary and no one forced. Therefore, the disciple begged the leader to allow us to complete the battle for life and death. Otherwise, it would be said that the Ling family disciples are greedy for life and death. They talk like farting. If it was spread, It's bad for the Ling family and my Qingyun gate! "

Wang Xiaohu's words caused huge waves, and the disciples talked everywhere. Wang Xiaohu couldn't help being strong and courageous. He slapped Ling's face in front of the leader and many elders!

"Little beast, you want to die!" Ling Zhenyue can't bear it. If he can bear it, what's the face of the Ling family? As for promise, let Lingxiao die!

"Hum, old dog, if you want to fight for life and death, I reluctantly agree to you. I'm afraid you're also a shrinking turtle. You don't dare to fight with me openly. You'll only sneak attack..." the Fubao in Wang Xiaohu's hand emits an aura and will be inspired by him to cut out the sword that kills the fake Dan realm at any time!

Ling Zhenyue was awestruck. Although he knew the power of Fubao, Wang Xiaohu might not be able to attack him in a frontal battle, but if he did, he would die. More importantly, could he promise to fight with a smart seven layer beast? Do you want the face of the Ling family?

"Little beast, you deceive people too much!" Ling Zhenyue was furious, but he still didn't do it.

"All right, stop! What are you doing? That's it. Who dares to cause trouble again? Deal with the door rules! Let's go! "

As soon as immortal Songhe shook his sleeves, he took four elders behind him and jumped onto the back of the sacred wind eagle king. Then more than 20 elders in the foundation period came out of the crowd and followed him on the back of the sacred wind eagle king.

Ling Zhenyue and Ling Xiao's fierce eyes fell on Wang Xiaohu and left without saying a word

"Let's go! Bother the eagle king! " The cloud crane waved and respectfully said to the eagle king.

"唳..." the king of the sacred Wind Eagle shouted, took a gust of wind and rushed to the sky