Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

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Another reason why Linda and others did not reject Lingqiang was because of his familiar aura.

It was an aura that made them surrender and swear allegiance to the death.

In the past, only the Patriarch had this kind of aura that made them excited, but now there is another spiritual vault.

After getting along for so long, they became more and more tolerant of the spiritual firmament.

Occasionally, the other party gave them an illusion that he was the owner of the house.

...

the next day.

When Gu Jin woke up, she didn't worry about what happened last night anymore, and returned to her previous calm, looking no different from usual.

Linda and the others had sharp eyes and found that her face was colder than usual.

Gu Jin walked out of the room and glanced at the main house with the closed door of the village chief’s house, a different color flashed under his eyes.

She looked calm, scanned the yard, did not find the figure of the spiritual vault, and asked Linda: "What about him?"

Linda knew who was asking, and replied respectfully: "Mr. Ling went to the foot of the mountain in Qingfeng Town and said that you can go to him after breakfast."

Gu Jin snorted, did not say anything, and went to dinner with Linda.

After eating sooner or later, she still set off to find Lingqiang.

The other party is the only hope of retrieving An Mingji's soul, even if the things of last night did not disappear in her mind, she can't hide from the spiritual sky.

An Mingji has only three souls floating around, and she needs to find them all in the shortest time.

If Xiao An doesn't wake up, she can't feel at ease for a day.

When Gu Jin went out, Linda and others immediately followed.

Not all people followed, leaving a few supernaturalists to guard.

After Gu Jin and others left, there was movement in the main house whose door had been closed.

The door was opened from the inside, and a few deep lines appeared in the corners of his eyes. The solemn and stern face of the middle-aged man walked out.

He is the village head of Qingfeng Town, Wu Zihua.

The Darwinian supernaturalists standing in the yard saw the village head coming out, they did not squint, their attitude was neither flattering nor bad, their choice was to ignore.

When they came, they gave the Wu family a large sum of money, and the two parties living here agreed not to disturb each other.

Wu Zihua swept toward the people in the courtyard. He stood at the door and shouted in the direction of the east wing: "Ghan'er, come over, I'm looking for you for my father."

"Father, here comes!"

The man's honest response came from the east wing immediately.

The door of the east wing opened, and a younger man who looked similar to Wu Zihua's appearance but was younger appeared.

He walked towards the main house with a smile, without squinting his eyes all the way, showing honesty and honesty all over his body.

Wu Gan is the son of Wu Zihua. The two of them are in Qingfeng Town, and they are still very prestigious and very popular among the villagers.

The young man stepped into the main house and closed the door.

With a wave of his hand, he set a barrier.

The barrier is weak, just look at the aura of the barrier, and you know that the time limit for persistence is not long.

Wu Gan closed the door, his simple face quickly became solemn, and his whole body released obvious evil spirits and killing intent.

"Father, they are going up the mountain!"

The dissatisfaction and anger in the words are not shy to appear.

Wu Zihua sat on the stool, reached out and picked up the teapot on the table, and poured two cups of hot tea.

He beckoned to his son: "Fuck, come and sit down."

Wu Qian's tight body relaxed, and walked to sit down opposite Wu Zihua.

He picked up the teacup, put it in his hand but did not drink it.

This tea is not ordinary water, it is a potion that can rapidly increase cultivation base and burst out huge spiritual power.

Wu Zihua squinted his eyes, the light in his eyes was sharp and shrewd: "Ghan'er, what do you think of that Mr. Ling?"

Wu Qian recalled Lingqiong. The red mole on the opponent's forehead was particularly conspicuous, his face was evil and evil, and his long hair was even more...simple than those of them who lived in the mountains and countryside.

In short, it's not like the young people of this era, who are looking for fashion.

The face is picturesque and seemingly harmless, as beautiful as a woman, but the potentially dangerous aura makes one cannot underestimate it.

"Father think this person is weird?" Wu Gan frowned and asked.

Wu Zihua shook his head, his face showing a little thought.

He slowly said: "When I saw him at the first glance, although my father perceives the danger in him, he is more of surrender. He faintly releases the breath of the same vein as our Qingyunzong."

When Wu Gan heard this, the tea cup in his hands shook with excitement, and a lot of hot water spilled out.

His eyes were bright, and his expression excited and excited: "Father, isn't that the person? Has the person we have been waiting for for so many years arrived?"

Wu Zihua shook his head lightly: "I don't know for my father."

I don’t know what he thought of, the light of contemplation in his eyes receded, and he was infected with a bit of murderous intent: "If he is the one who is waiting, our sect will surrender to him, if he is not, and want to go to the mountain, he must Let them go without returning!"

Wu Gan also knew that to determine a person's identity, one could not just meet one or two sides.

Father called him over, there must be something to order.

He drank the tea in his hand, put the empty teacup on the table, stood up, and felt the heat from the four meridians and eight veins.

"Father, just give orders if you have something."

Wu Zihua raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a deep voice: "I have summoned the people from the sect to wait at the foot of the mountain. You take them to stare at those people. If they have something wrong, don't act rashly and send someone to send me news. "

"My son will pass."

"Go on, don't act rashly, the woman surnamed Gu and Mr. Ling are very skilled, and the father can't understand their cultivation."

"Yes, son remember."

Wu Gan left the main house and left the house under the nose of Darwin's supernaturalists.

...

Ling Qiong stood at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, releasing his divine consciousness to detect all creatures on the mountain.

The divine consciousness was released, but it was not retracted for two hours.

Yunshan didn't seem to be very big, and its area was so large that he couldn't control it all.

Ling Qiong retracted his consciousness and opened the closed peach blossom eyes, with a different color flashing in his eyes.

He raised his eyes and stared at Yunshan in front of him complicatedly.

Is this really his Qingyun Sect?

Why is there no perception at all? After so long in the mountains, I have not found the slightest familiarity.

Qing Yunzong is far bigger than Yunshan in front of him.

Whether he was exploring with naked eyes or with his spiritual sense, he couldn't find any trace of Qingyunzong.

An Mingji will not lie to him, there must be some hidden secrets in this.

Ling Qiong had his hands behind his back, recalling the various arrangements thousands of years ago, but he had no memory of Qingyun Sect.

After losing the girl that year, he killed countless people in the magic way, even if he arranged all the plans, it was impossible to leave Qingyunzong.

Master Qingyunzong passed to Junior Brother Wu, and he managed the sect together with the master, and became the first sect in the spiritual world.

Junior Brother Wu's cultivation base was inferior to him. The reason why Qingyun Sect became the first sect and its resources were all because his Venerable Xuan Ling was the number one power in the spiritual world.

If he is gone, Junior Brother will definitely not be able to protect Qingyunzong, there is no doubt.

Even if he lost his soul back then, it was impossible to leave Qingyunzong alone.

The affection with the sect for hundreds of years is extraordinary, and it is impossible to watch it go down.