Revival of the Gods

"Young Master, let's take a look..." Qingxi couldn't help but agree. "Even if it's fake, don't we suffer? Is it not yours?"

"Yeah!" The young master should have a voice, raised his hand and grabbed Yu Jian, and asked, "How can Xiao Sheng have something to do with your foggy mountain? Xiao Sheng, I have seen it..."

"Xiao Sheng's lover Xue Xue..." The middle-aged man was overjoyed and hurriedly explained, "I am the ancestors of the foggy mountain. Justice is the uncle Xue Xue, and the ancestor Ling Zhengyun is the most loved brother of Xue Xue..."

"Oh..." The young master was cold, "Xiao Shenghong is not a confidant, and the foggy mountain is not Xue Xing..."

"Yes, yes..." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed and had to shut up and look at the young master with expectations.

I know that the young master looked at the moment and his face changed slightly. He looked at the middle-aged man and said coldly: "How? Also guard against me, only half of it? The half will give you Yan Chundan to come out. What?"

"No, no..." The middle-aged man laughed with a smile. "The villain absolutely does not dare to cover... because I am in the fog, I am in a hurry from Xiaoyu, the second half... I stayed in the Thunder Hall of the Misty Mountains." ......"

"Haha, no wonder people don't want it!" The teenager laughed and raised his hand to throw jade into the eyes of middle-aged people. He said, "This article is only the first one, it is waste, so two Yan Chundan, that is, one. Not worth it!"

"Young Master, I beg you, my baby..." The middle-aged man pleaded with enthusiasm.

"But it, nothing..." The young man squinted at the middle-aged man and said, "Who makes you pitiful? I also take half of Yan Chundan for your half-snake refining!"

"Young Master..." The middle-aged man stunned and said in a hurry, "Is not enough, one, one good?"

"What do you want? Just half a dozen, you have to be, don't hurry..."

"Oh..." The voice of the young man has not yet landed, and a sigh in the hall. "Half of the thundering technique can't even be replaced by a shit. The pearl is nothing but the dust! What is it to keep in the world?"

With the sigh, "Oh..." The worn jade is broken and turned into powder.

"Who?"

"Who!!"

The young master and the middle-aged people exclaimed at the same time, one is shocked, the other is the liver and gallbladder!

"Boom..." screamed out of nowhere, instantly pierced the hall, and then a breeze rolled the middle-aged humanity. "Go, your child is handed over to the old man! You throw your dignity here, too It’s impossible to make people feel good..."

After the strange disappearance of the middle-aged people, the thunder and thunder were heard around the hall. All the buildings and all the law circles collapsed in this thunder!

"Who? Who??"

The teenager's face was pale, and his mouth shouted to fly out of the thunder. However, the teenager was imprisoned within a hundred feet, until Lei Guang drowned the boy, and after playing the boy's face, the prohibition gradually disappeared.

"Sister-in-law..." Looking at Xiao Hua’s face was not happy. Jiu Xia swept Xiaohua’s sleeves and whispered. “You don’t want to be angry, but it’s a little Yuan Ying, let the little girl take it!”

"No!" Xiao Hua coldly said, "How can Xue Xue's descendants let you shoot, if she knows that I will blame me! I returned to Xiaoyu mainland that year, before the ascension, all the causes and effects have been closed, but Xue Xue can be The uncle's forgot. This technique of refining was obtained when I met Xue Xue in the Thunder Hall of the Misty Mountains. Only I knew with Xue Xue. Xue Xue handed the technique of Lei Lian to Ling Feiyun, apparently wanting to take care of the foggy mountain... ..."

"Well, um..." Although Xiao Hua did not talk about Xue Xue’s death for himself in Jiuxia, Jiu Xia knew Xue Xue and helpless things from the population such as Zhili, so she was Xue Xue. I also admired it very much, and hurriedly nodded. "Since it is the younger generation of Xue’s sister, it’s not an exaggeration for her brother-in-law. If it’s a younger sister, I’m sure to kill the boy’s body.”

"Not so..." Xiao Hua’s anger went a little and said, "He is just a savvy sorcerer, and he wants to get the hand at the least cost!"

There was a mountain rock in front of him, and Xiao Hua’s figure fell. He waved his hand and released the middle-aged man. He asked, “What is your name?”

"Before...predecessors..." The middle-aged man naturally couldn't see Xiaohua's appearance, but he was so happy that he rushed to the road. "The younger generation Ling Lifeng, is... is Xiaoyu's mainland foggy mountain disciple..."

"I know..." Xiao Hua helped him and said, "Since it is a disciple of the Mist Mountain, it is also a famous door. You don't have to be so soft on your knees. See whoever!"

"Wow..." Ling Lifeng suddenly fell into a sad heart, cried, and choked. "Predecessors, the younger generation did not want to stand up, but... but the younger child, Ling Yu... I am dying, I... I see the fog It’s about to break the roots. The younger generation has replaced all the things that can be exchanged for the medicinal herbs. Then... that Yan Chundan is the last possible hope...”

"Well..." Looking at Ling Lifeng crying like a child, Xiao Hua patted his shoulder and said, "You don't have to think about it anymore. Ling Yu's illness is handed over to the old man, go, lead the way..."

"Yes, yes..." Ling Lifeng did not dare to neglect, flying with Xiao Hua and Jiu Xia, about a meal, to the corner of the broken city, this place is obviously worn out, there is no Dongfu, but some bluestone houses Ling Lifeng accompanied the laughter. "Predecessors, let you laugh, the younger generations are really losing the face of the foggy mountain. To the generation of the younger generation, if the younger generations are built into the foundation, they are afraid that even such a bluestone house can’t afford it..."

Nine summers rushed to pass the sound, Xiao Hua also knows that the human race is too fast, the broken star city should not be able to hold more monks now, and only the monks above the foundation are qualified to live in the Qingshiwu cultivation, the refining monks and even the secular people. I am afraid that even the stone houses can't live.

Xiao Hua is silent.

Ling Lifeng took out the instrument ~www.ltnovel.com~ and opened the stone door, which sent a weak voice: "Hey, are you back?"

Xiao Hua has not yet entered the house, and the body has a huge earthquake.

Nine summers did not understand, but she was able to see the young boy lying on the bed in the house. She was somewhat aware.

The boy on the bed was only fourteen and five years old, and he was skinny. Even the pale, like a sly face, there was a faint red light, and it was the point where the lamp was dry.

A pair of youngsters are bright, through the Mingwu stone of the stone house, watching Ling Lifeng invite Xiao Hua and Jiu Xia to come in, and they are struggling to get up. The mouth says: "There was a guest, the younger Ling Yu..."

"Let's lie down!" Xiao Hua bit his lip, not waiting for Ling Yu to finish, and Ling Yu still let Ling Yu still lie.

"Yes, the younger generation is rude!" Ling Yu smiled and lay down, raising his hand in front of him.

Xiao Hua looked at Ling Yu for a long time, and Jiu Xia naturally misunderstood. She thought that Xiao Hua was shocked by Ling Yu’s horror, but she did not know that Ling Yu, who is in a good shape, is somewhat similar to Yuan Tongtian!