v4 Chapter 15: Can not be defeated [third more] (2/2)
”And Xiao Chen Daoyou said before killing this person that the monk in the late Yuanying period really believed that this seat could not kill you ... if it is correct, the old man who died in the hands of Xiao Chen Daoyou should be a yuan baby. Late monk. ”
”Although unbelievable, the junior wanted to come at this moment, but already believed. Xiao Chen Daoyou could not have measured it with ordinary eyes. He could confront the old ancestor of the Mu family when he was not condensed. Now seven years have passed, everything is possible . ”
This person's voice is quite emotional.
Yao Daozi groaned and looked at Qing Yunzi, both nodded slowly, and then laughed.
Laughter is good, long-lasting.
After seven years of suppression, Luoyun Valley is weak. Xiao Chen is returning today, and he is so shocked that they will thrive when they are in fact.
”Brother Xiao, congratulations on having this, your Xiao family will be prosperous in the future, and no one will dare to oppress the slightest bit.”
”And the old man couldn't imagine what kind of realm Xiao Chen could finally achieve in the future. Perhaps one day, he will be famous for the entire Big 6!”
The drug Tao Zi opened his mouth, his face turned red, and his voice was agitated.
Because Xiao Chen is his medicine disciple!
Father Xiao nodded and chuckled. He could have such a son as Xiao Chen in this life, and there was no regret in his heart.
Just at this moment, the space in the hall fluctuated, a blue shirt suddenly appeared, eyes dark, warm and restrained.
Although there is no trace of breath, its demeanor is enough to make anyone dare not to underestimate.
Xiao Chen glanced over, hurried forward, fell down on one knee, and looked respectfully, ”Xiao Chen meets his father, master, and head.”
”Since today, the Mu family has been completely removed from my Zhao Guoxiu realm. At first, due to cause and effect, years of oppression, all hatred, Xiao Chen all repaid.”
”Since then, my family gate has been guarded by me, and no one can oppress the slightest.”
The boy who was slightly immature back then has grown into the pinnacle of this world, with broad shoulders enough to support a broad sky for those around him.
Yao Dao Zi was so excited, his old tears flowed, and he was so happy that his eyes were full of pride.
Xiao Father's eyes were red. Today they can only see Xiao Chen's strong return, destroying the Mu family. But in these years alone, he was able to cultivate to such a state, and no one knows how much suffering the child has experienced.
Nine deaths, used to describe, should not be too much.
Qing Yunzi was a little better. Among the three, he was the quickest to calm down, his eyes were filled with hope, and Shen said, ”Xiao Chen, now the husband has something to ask you, and you must answer honestly.”
”Today, what kind of state do you cultivate in?”
The voice dropped, Xiao Xiao, Yao Daozi, Xing Tian, and Red Eyed Ling Qinger all turned their eyes.
Xiao Chen was silent, less hesitant, and spoke lightly.
”The disciples are doing this, but they won't fall.”
Can not fall.
The four words are more important.
In this world, there are a few people who have such an open mouth.
Although Xiao Chen didn't point out the correct practice, he didn't need to say much.
Qing Yunzi, Yao Daozi, and Father Xiao all smiled with mild eyes.
They were pleasantly surprised by Xiao Chen Xiuwei, and they were more pleased that he was still in the same state of mind, and had not lost his heart because of his strength.
Xing Tian smiled bitterly. Seven years ago, he was far from Xiao Chen, but still had the opportunity to catch up. Seven years later, he considers that his progress is not small, but the gap between him and Xiao Chen is quite different.
He smiled bitterly, rejoicing in his heart.
Xiao Chen can have today's practice, and he will have to endless hardship in seven years. It is not easy for him to reach today.
Ling Qing's daughter-in-law was slightly low, and the ten-finger sister-in-law was tangled together. Brother Xiao Chen Xiu has reached the realm of falling, whether she will look down on such a little girl.
Tangled, tangled.
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