Youth's Cultivation

Qingyun secret place, which has been open all year round, has become the most popular place for spiritual friars in Qingyun gate. However, it belongs to Qingyun gate, and there are restrictions on personnel access. However, Qingyun gate is now at the height of the sun. Naturally, no one dare say no!

"Xiaoqinglei, these little brothers are given to you. Don't hurt people at will. The resources left to you are enough to cultivate for a hundred years. If Qingyun gate is in trouble, try to save it within your ability. If it exceeds your limit, protect their lives. I won't blame you. Collect these pills and focus on cultivating the blood of several divine beasts!"

Put dozens of third-order monsters into the depths of Qingyun secret territory and arranged the array. Ordinary people can't break in to avoid too much death and injury. Although dozens of third-order monsters are nothing, what if they break through the fourth order?

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"Zhou hang has seen elder! Welcome the elder back! " Zhou hang has built one floor of the foundation, only two floors lower than Wang Xiaohu.

"Hehe, younger martial brother Zhou, you are now a deacon elder. What do you look like standing here? Just find a disciple. Does anyone else dare to make trouble!" Wang Xiaohu smiled.

"Zhou hang dare not. This is Zhou Hang's duty. Please help me!" Zhou hang knew that, let alone build his foundation, even the golden elixir did not dare to disobey in the slightest.

"OK, it's hard for you, but don't delay your own practice!" Wang Xiaohu threw Zhou hang a storage bag because he was a smart man and didn't act like he came back. Where is not cultivation, but cultivating at the door of Wang Xiaohu has a different meaning!

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"Brother tiger!" Wei'er ran out in surprise and thought happily that there were two rabbits. Well, why are they two? Oh, you know!

"Gudong!" Wang Xiaohu, who had not known meat for a long time, couldn't help swallowing his saliva!

Wang Xiaohu stepped forward, held Wei'er in his arms and kissed her fiercely!

Holding slightly horizontally, Zhou hang went straight to the bedroom and watched his ears, nose and heart at the door, as if he hadn't seen it!

After several storms, Wang Xiaohu hugged Wei'er, who fell asleep, and his heart was very peaceful!

After that, Wang Xiaohu went to see the little black fat man's daughter. He had to say that the couple really could have a baby, or that everyone's ancestors would have a baby. His son is like Lao Tzu and his daughter is like his mother! You want a girl to look very delicate. She is not like little black fat man at all, but she must be born. Little black fat man originally wanted to continue the tradition of his father's naming. Da Fu Er Fu until Wu Fu came to the door, but you call your daughter Zhou Er Fu. Aren't you afraid that your daughter can't get married in the future? This name is so ugly that there are no friends, for example:

Elder martial sister, what's your name?

Lu lightness, junior sister, what about you?

I, my name is# ￥%

What's your name? Speak up. I didn't catch you!

#￥%

？ Speak up

Tuesday blessing!!!

Well, it looks so blessed. It seems that my father gave it up!

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So Zhou Erfu's name was completely cut off, and then a poetic name, Zhou Xinyu, was much better than Zhou Erfu. Even Ling Feixu asked to change his son Zhou Dafu's name, but he was resolutely denied by the little black fat man. This is the only name left by Zhou butcher to his grandson. There is only one name left. He can't change it. He changed his name, Can the grandson remember that he has a grandfather? But it's estimated that the grandson's grandfather who remembers to name him in the future will certainly say: ouch, my grandfather, is there such a fool for grandson? When my younger martial sister hears my name, she hides as far as she can. You want to be the root of the Zhou family!