I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 137 Chapter 130 Seven
Twist the sword with your fingertips, across the sky in Tianfu.

Zhang Hexiao's fame moved the world, and there were even these ten characters specially customized for him on the Human Race Immortal List.

The fingertips twitching sword refers to Zhang He Xiaoshan using a small sword, only the size of a palm, every time he uses it, the small sword seems to be beating at the fingertips.

Hengkong is in Tianfu, which also tells the story of Zhang and Xiaoyou who were born in Tianfu and became famous all over the world.

Ten years ago, everyone knew that Zhang and Xiao were immortals at that time. After all, Zeng Jin was a ruthless man who captured a miscellaneous immortal white dragon alive.

But immortals are also different.

Although it is not divided into the three realms of spirit god, god king, and immortal like the realm of gods, there are still many types according to the foundation and wisdom of becoming a fairy.

Among them, miscellaneous immortals are the most common, and they are also the immortals with the most extraordinary strength.

Martial Immortal is the most powerful immortal.

There are also Zhuoxian, Lingxian, Yuanxian and so on, each with its own characteristics.

Oh! , there is also a kind of immortal named Shengxian, but unfortunately no one has successfully set foot in becoming an immortal so far.

Ten years ago, almost everyone thought Zhang Hexiao was a Yuanxian or Lingxian, but after Zhang Wuyang's parents were killed by the Heluo tribe in Jiaozhou six and a half years ago.

The world finally realized
The most active immortal in the Zhang family is the most powerful martial immortal!

On that day of that year, when the head of the Zhang family died in Jiaozhou, the saints of the Zhang family made changes, but they were still restrained in the end.

The other three Martial Immortals of the Zhang family wanted to leave Zaitianfu for Jiaozhou, but they were also involved.

The alien race has ulterior motives, and the human race gloats

Holding a small sword in his hand, Zhang Hexiao fought all the way from Tianfu to Jiaozhou battlefield with one sword.

It was also at that time that the aliens' miscellaneous immortals, spirit immortals, and primordial immortals stained the mountains and rivers with blood, and the heavens and the earth mourned.

To Jiaozhou, the master of the Heluo tribe, Hewu, is a powerful martial artist.

In order to avenge the two juniors, Zhang and Xiaojian pointed at them.

A battle for half an hour, there is no sword energy that spans tens of thousands of miles, it just lowers the land of thousands of miles by more than ten feet
He Wu fled in despair.

When Zhang and Xiao came back, they only brought two jars of ashes, plus a disciple of the Zhang family who protected the way.

And the guardian was also seriously injured and unconscious.

Half a year later, the protector woke up. A fairy who was originally in high spirits had fallen to the level of a god king, and he looked foolish all day long.

"Grandpa Hexiao, Grandpa Hexiao, Yaya is here~"

In the inner courtyard of Zhang's family, in a small room with an earthen kang, Zhang's family members hadn't entered the door yet, the sound had already spread far away.

Snapped!
The door was knocked open, and the little shadow accurately jumped into the arms of an old man.

The old man was holding a watermelon in one hand and a spoon in the other, with a kang and stove burning beside him.

Being thrown by the little girl like this, the watermelon fell directly to the ground, and the spoon fell to the side. If it wasn't for sitting upright at a critical moment, the flames of the stove would have burned the hair...

Blackened?

Anyway, it is always a bit unrealistic to expect a wisp of ordinary fire to burn the hair of a Wuxian.

Outside the door, Zhang Wuyang came with a smile on his face. Seeing the old and the young, his smile deepened.

The Zhang family is so weird, this is not nonsense, it is something that is spread in many holy places.

Unfortunately, except for Zhang Wuyang, no one in the Zhang family has this kind of self-awareness.

The huge Zhang family has a population of [-], most of whom are older than [-] years old, but there are more than [-] people under [-] years old!
The results of it?
When Zhang Wuyang's parents died in Jiaozhou, none of the 80 No. [-] people were willing to be the head of the family, and each of them was either reciting poems and fighting against each other, or being romantic.

Throw the burden directly on a kid who just turned nine.

It's also fortunate that this fart boy is a reborn person and has the wisdom of an adult, so he didn't make the people's livelihood difficult for the three billion people in Tianfu.

That's fine, the most amazing thing is the appearance of these guys.

Zhang Hexiao, Zhang Family Martial Immortal is the fourth in age, and counting the ancestor of the saint, he is the fifth in age.But those who are older than him, the saint patriarch looks like a middle-aged man, and the other three martial immortals look like sixty at most, but he is the only one with a dying face.

I don't know, at first glance, I really thought that the ancestor of the Zhang Family Saint was his grandson, and the other three Martial Immortals were his sons.

Five people, one pretending to be tender, three pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, and one not following the rhythm, successfully led the whole family astray.

"Grandpa Hexiao."

"Huh? Wuyang is here, sit down and find a place to sit."

Hugging Zhang Juan and letting the little girl pull his beard, Zhang Hexiao was the complete opposite of his aloof and free-spirited image as rumored by the outside world. Instead, he looked like an ordinary old man.

"Ah."

You're not polite, the family doesn't speak the same language, and in the Zhang family, there are more than 300 people who have never been polite to anyone.

Not long ago, Zhang Juan went to the place where Grandpa Sage was in retreat and pulled some of his silver hair!
After that, plausible!
Grandpa Sage is so young, how can he have white hair!

The sage of the Zhang family laughed heartily, whoever knows me is Yaya!
This matter was widely circulated among the three hundred members of the Zhang family, but the servants did not know about it.

"Grandpa He Xiao, what's the matter? Why did you call me over in such a hurry?"

"That!" Throwing a letter to Zhang Wuyang, Zhang Hexiao looked unhappy.

This kid has been gone for a year and a half, and he happened to have not retreated in the past few years, and he dealt with several urgent matters in the council, which is really hateful!
"See for yourself."

"Eh..., well, you can see for yourself."

Ignoring the old man's temper, Zhang Wuyang directly tore open the envelope and looked at the contents inside.

"He filial elder brother personally said:"

"Tch, you are so close, Grandpa Wu Zhanzhong of Fengtian Holy Land?"

Curling his lips, Zhang Wuyang then began to watch.

The letter is not long, only a few hundred words, but the more you read it, the better Zhang Wuyang's complexion becomes

always... laughing
Mouth grinned to the ears.

The letter didn't say anything, it just said it's been a while.

It's just that I said one last sentence: "I, the saint of Fengtian Holy Land, Yueyu, will arrive at the Zhang family soon, and come to discuss the marriage with the young master of the Zhang family." '

What about young people? If you read it right, you can get married or have a grandson early. If you don’t read it right, you can play your own way.

Zhang Wuyang told many people that he has a fiancée who is also a saint of the Holy Land, that is, this same shoe.

In the past, the Holy Maiden of Fengtian was 17 years old, and the leader of a certain group was 13 years old, but they still fell in love at the first sight... It was love at first sight, and they were shocked, so they had this unreliable marriage.

Beautiful young lady, popular everywhere.

"Look at your bear, I'm making you happy, why, happy?"

"General, general."

After all, it was his first love, and he spoke modest words, but Zhang Wuyang still grinned in his ears.

"Hey, brat, why don't you return the letter to me and put it in your pocket, how can you go out and have a good face?"

"Grandpa He Xiao, Grandpa He Xiao, Yaya knows this, I heard from brother Xiao Yan and Yaya that my brother won a nickname at the Qionghua Festival in Lizhou when he went out this time.

It is said that there are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames, my brother's nickname is Buyao... woo woo woo woo woo..."

Covering Zhang Juan's mouth, Zhang Wuyang picked him up and walked away.

If this is said, how can I speak righteously, righteously, plausibly, stand on the moral high ground and scold those weirdos at home in the future?
Yaya, this girl is fine in front of others, but she can't hide anything in front of Grandpa Hexiao
Tired of heart!

Behind him, Zhang Hexiao followed leisurely.

(End of this chapter)