Chapter 8： Tianming Valley (4) (1/2)

”Ah ?!” Xiao people, when they heard these words, Wu Yong shuddered suddenly. Even his ancestors did not dare to offend the Xiao people. If Xiao Yan really blame it, I am afraid that even Emperor Ming could not keep him.

”Hmm, fortunately, Brother Xiao Yan didn't blame you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to me, but you still have to be punished, go to Yaogu and be punished for one year.” There are countless monsters developed by discipled disciples, but they are only virtual, and they will suffer all the flesh.

Wu Yong did not dare to speak, but nodded, recovering himself.

”Brother Xiong Yuan still forget it, just general discussion, there is no need to punish this brother.” Xiao Yan also restored itself, guessing that Xiong Yuan said that most of the demon valley would not be a good place, shook his head and said .

Xiong Yuan glanced at Wu Yong, who was pulling his head, and sighed, and let Wu Yong leave by himself. He didn't expect that this happened after leaving for a while. If Xiao Yan was injured just now, how could he explain to the Emperor Xiao, the old man could wait in the valley and shook his head with a grin.

”Brother Xiao Yan is all right. Since this is more than the test venue, I will take you to the Dou Ji Palace and the promotion hall.” Xiong Yuan said, this time he would not dare to leave Xiao Yan, the overbearing in this valley A lot of people, coupled with Xiao Yan's early emperor's breath, will naturally cause a lot of trouble.

After Xiong Yuan took Xiao Yan to see the scenic spots in the valley, it was getting late.

This is the first day that Xiao Yan came to fight the emperor's continent, and this day gave him another longing that he hadn't had in years, that is, to improve his strength as soon as possible.

The moon is like a silver plate, full of stars.

Soaring into the stars of the clouds, Xiao Yan was lying on the top, thinking about the battle that took place today, holding up some vicissitudes of his palms, just like he felt ten years ago. The gap of the fingers in front of me looks up at the huge silver moon in the sky.

”Well ...” Thinking of the battle this afternoon, Xiao Yan sighed. He felt that battle. There seems to be a special force in this world that is suppressing his own power. What exactly is this? What kind of power? The desire for strength suddenly burst into Xiao Yan's heart.

Xiao Yan withdrew his palms lazily, and put his hands behind his head. Today's parting scene can't help but make Xiao Yan a little embarrassed ...