Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The man suddenly uttered pain, screamed desperately, and the corners of his mouth flowed bright red.

His closed eyes opened suddenly, and there was nothing in them, without any emotion, just like a puppet.

His body was trembling, supporting the body that was about to collapse so as not to fall.

As if sensing something, the man suddenly raised his head and stared at the door of the side hall.

The corners of the **** **** lips evoked a smile, evil and weird.

"Brother, you are finally here." The man whispered softly.

There was hope in the desperate voice, and there was some rejoicing.

This person is the last head of Qingyunzong, Wu Rong.

He has a handsome face, his look is like walking on thin ice, and his eyes are calm as water.

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Yung Wu raised his hand to wipe the blood on his lips, pulled the white clothes on his body, covered the blood hole in his chest, and supported his weak body to the ground.

He walked towards the back of the side hall with trembling legs, his steps slowly and heavy.

There are tasks assigned to him by seniors.

...

After the formation was opened, Gu Jin, Lingqiong, Wu Zihua and others stepped into Yunshan and they saw a different scene.

Standing halfway down the mountain, the Yunshan they saw was not small, but its area was less than the peak of Qingyunzong a thousand years ago.

Everyone floated in the void, entering the endless seventy-two peaks and thirty-six caves.

With a strong spiritual energy lingering in the air, this place is undoubtedly the most suitable place for monks to practice.

All the spirits around, all gathered in a mountain peak in Qingyunzong, as if they were deliberately guided away.

Wu Zihua pointed to the suspension bridge to Qingyun Sect and said in a low voice: "Uncle, I am not waiting for the cultivation level, so I can only walk into Qingyunzong from the suspension bridge."

This means that he can only send Venerable Xuanling here.

Ling Qiong stretched his hand around Gu Jin's waist and stared at the center of the seventy-two peaks, where is the main hall.

It is the place where all the spiritual energy of Qingyunzong gathers.

Qingyunzong has seventy-two peaks, thirty-six caves, each peak, the peak master of each cave, at least Yuan Ying is a monk.

How mighty the Qingyun Sect was back then, but now it's empty, and there are no more 72 peak peak masters and 36 cave masters.

The Spiritual Sky Spiritual Sense could not detect any vitality at all.

The light in his eyes sinks slightly, and the expression in his eyes is utterly cold.

Ling Qiong Ni glanced at Wu Zihua, his eyes were like torches, and the corners of his mouth hooked almost invisibly: "The deity is one step ahead and waiting for you in the main hall."

When the words were over, he hugged Gu Jin to the Seventy-Two Peak Main Hall, his figure disappeared in the eyes of everyone in a blink of an eye.

Wu Zihua, Wu Gan and his son, and the disciple of Qing Yunzong behind him, were amazed to see this.

"Father, let's go."

Wu Qian stepped forward and reminded.

"go!"

Wu Zihua spoke, and everyone immediately stepped onto the suspension bridge to Qingyunzong.

They are not cultivated enough, and want to enter the sect, they can only walk.

Suspension bridges are full of crises, but they will not kill people. Every time you reach the sect on the suspension bridge, there will always be no small gains.

This path can test the monk's ability and mood.

If it is the heart of a child, every time you pass the suspension bridge smoothly, there will be unexpected gains.

Cultivation level promotion, or epiphany.

...

Ling Qiong and Gu Jinfei came to Qingyun Sect Master Hall.

The two landed, standing in front of the magnificent main hall, a white light flashed, and it quickly hit the two of them.

"Girl!"

Lingqi felt the danger coming, and immediately pushed Gu Jin away.

Gu Jin also sensed the danger, and his palm suddenly rose and flew towards the spiritual sky.

The two of them retreated a few meters away from where they were.

The white light that hit them fell on the main hall door.

The main hall door, which had not been opened for hundreds of years, slowly opened the door due to the impact of this white light.

"Brother, you made me so miserable and made me wait for you for a thousand years."

A low, resentful voice came from a distance, mixed with sighs and helplessness.

Ling Qiong looked back, looking along the source of the sound.

Gu Jin is no different.

No one arrives, the sound comes first.

From the side hall behind the peak of the main hall, a white figure flashed out.

The facial features are unclear, the long black hair is pulled up by the white hosta, and the man wearing a white flashing red pattern, from far to near.

As the other party approached, Ling Qiong and Gu Jin clearly saw the man's appearance.

He floats in the sky, his expression is cold, dressed in white, handsome and elegant like an immortal, his appearance is like an immortal, dazzling and looking up.

Ling Qiong raised his eyes and looked up at the people who were nearly a hundred meters away from him.

He is familiar with his face, his complexion is soft, and the corners of his lips are slightly hooked: "Junior Brother."

The voice has indescribable closeness.

Wu Rong floated in the void, closing his eyes and sighing: "Brother."

After the words, he flew down and stood in front of Ling Qiong and Gu Jin.

Wu Rongqing, the 17th generation head of Yunzong, was also ranked among the top ten masters in the spiritual world thousands of years ago.

He built the foundation at the age of eighteen, formed a pill at the age of 30, and entered the Nascent Soul at the age of sixty. However, he became a god-transforming and cultivation power in 300 years.

Its cultivation speed is second only to the existence of the Xuanling Venerable among the righteous monks.

Ling Qiong stared at the younger brother who had not seen him for thousands of years. Suddenly, his face disappeared, his eyes sinking slightly, his expression like walking on thin ice.

"Junior Brother, why did your cultivation level regress in such a state?"

In a blink of an eye, a thousand years later, Wu Rong's current cultivation base has actually retreated to Yuan Ying.

With only a glance at Ling Qiong, he could see the weakness of his body and the faint breath of death lingering on the top of his head.

Wu Rongqing's cold and handsome face has no mood swings, his eyes are indifferent, and his voice is gentle: "Brother, why don't you enter the main hall and have a look, the memory you have sealed for thousands of years is in the hall."

When Ling Qiong heard the words, the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly, turning his head to look inside the main hall with the wide open door.

There was a golden light flashing there, floating in the center of the hall, as if perceiving his existence, struggling to rush towards him.

The cultivation base of the junior disciple regressed, the 72 peaks of the sect, the 36 cave mansion were empty, and the unknown memory was sealed.

Thousands of years ago, what did he do?

Ling Qiong desperately wants to know all this.

He let go of Gu Jin's hand, took heavy steps, and slowly stepped into the main hall.

Wu Rong watched him into the main hall and walked slowly to Gu Jin.

From the beginning, he noticed the existence of this woman.

When I got closer, I finally saw Gu Jin's exquisite beauty.

"Fairy Luoyu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wu Rong's voice is familiar, like facing an old acquaintance.

Gu Jin's eyes were surprised, and he tilted his head slightly: "I'm not Luo Yu."

She has a soft voice, without any emotional ups and downs.

Wu Rong looked at her seriously, seeming to see something, and chuckled: "Fairy Luoyu is still so funny."

Gu Jin frowned slightly, not very fond of Wu Rong's attitude.

She is Gu Jin, not Luo Yu.

Even though the Thousand-Year Soul is Luo Yu, she is only Gu Jin now.

Wu Rong took a deep look at Gu Jin, and said in a low voice, "If it were Luo Yu for five thousand years, there would be no Gu Jin now. Everything you have now is the land of brothers stepping on the sea of ​​blood. Fighting for you in a desperate situation, whether Luo Yu or Gu Jin, you are the one who will protect you even if you are distracted."