Chapter 105

2019, April 16th, early morning.

The whole royal family of Jiangnan is surprisingly quiet.

For the next generation, they don't know what happened these days.

For them.

I can reach the highest level, that is, the supreme royal family. I don't know much about the Wudao royal family that looks down on the world like a God, but I haven't heard of it.

But they are very keen to feel that these two days, the air filled with a trace of unusual.

The first time in the past, all the sons of the royal families who were outside returned to the ancestral hall.

Big event!

There must be something big!

But why, after only two days, did the noisy ancestral hall of the supreme royal family return to peace?

There are eight Wudao clans in the world.

They all take the surname of Fu as their name, and enjoy the worship of human incense - money!

At the moment when the Dugu royal family issued the martial order to encircle and suppress the Chu Lingxiao, the other seven martial arts royal families, their intestines were all regretful and they all hated themselves. Why didn't they think of this first.

This kind of achievement, which can make future generations achieve a good reputation for thousands of years, was robbed by the Dugu royal family!

The last old master of Dugu Wang family!

It is to unite the three ancestors of the Wudao royal family, and to pursue them from the Changjiang natural moat to the current capital of the North!

That war!

It can be said that it's 400 years ago, the most sensational war in the world. The whole northern imperial capital's houses have been collapsed in half, and the mountains and rivers have been broken. At the end of the war, there has been a scene of the sun and the moon!

The world is supreme, all is marvelous!

It is the living fossils of several small overseas countries that are sitting on the top of the world. They are also awakened by the shock.

Actually.

The seven Wudao kings want to see it with their own eyes. After all, it's a rare event in a hundred years, and there's also a way to kill one of the most powerful people in the world. In the future, the reputation of the Dugu kings will be able to shake the world for another 400 years!

What a pity!

What a pity!

When Chu Lingxiao appeared, they hesitated for a day. That's the time. Then Dugu Wang clan took the lead!

Huangshan peak!

There is a weathered and crumbling thatched house under the dense forest and a large number of leaves. Where the sun can shine, it is built on the top of the mountain.

When the five mountains return, they don't look at the mountains. When the Huangshan Mountains return, they don't look at the mountains!

In front of the thatched house.

From time to time, after a few tourists taking photos, it may not be the first time to climb the top of the mountain. Therefore, they are used to having such a thatched house, which stands on the top of the mountain despite the wind and cold all the year round.

I've been used to it for a long time. In front of the thatched house, there will be a woodcutter in a mountain suit with pale hair and a middle-aged man in his forties.

There have been reports on TV.

A lot of deep mountains, in order to avoid the troubles of real life, choose to cut off all relations with the outside world and live in the mountains, so as to live here quietly for a lifetime, but to die.

"Dad, look at that uncle. His hair is white. He lives in such a shabby thatched house. He must have a hard time. Let's save some money for him."

"Son, dad told you that such a person is not worthy of sympathy. You see that he has hands and feet, but he is cutting firewood here. What is this? It's called escapism! "

Not far from the mountainside.

A middle-aged man wearing gold glasses, a travel bag on his back, and a casual sports suit pulled a young boy with young face and curious eyes.

"Dad, what is escapism?"

"When you grow up, you will understand."

From time to time, the little boy turned his head and looked back at the pale woodcutter.

Suddenly.

His small round eyes, suddenly wide open, his face full of wonder, hurriedly pointed to the woodcutter, loudly said:

"Dad, that uncle can do martial arts!"

The glasses were stunned for a while. Looking back, they found that there was nothing wrong with them. They could not help but face each other. They said severely:

"I've told you several times. Children can't lie, you know!"

"In the future, Dad won't take you out to play!"

Smell speech, the little boy lost low head, no longer squeak. But he just really saw that the woodcutter went from the thatched cottage to the cliff, just like in the TV play, the martial arts master moved quickly!

Father and son's voice, gradually away, soon disappeared in the vast Huangshan.

They just didn't see it.

When the first ray of clear sunlight, along the edge of the cliff, shines.

The middle-aged woodcutter was shining a strange light all over his body. The thick leaves around him were golden. For a long time, a sigh echoed around him:

"I, the Ouyang royal family, missed another chance to shine on the history of the family. I don't know how many of them are so stupid and green."

Looking at the direction of the Yangtze River natural moat.

The eyes of the middle-aged woodcutter were bright and slightly quivering, his brows were wrinkled, and his face was angry. He sighed again:

"Chu Lingxiao, Chu Lingxiao, why did you let the Dugu royal family take the lead? Why not I, the Ouyang royal family!"

"Why!!!"

It's too unpleasant!

The more you think about it, the more angry you are!

In the last battle of the imperial capital, Dugu, Shangguan and Nangong, the three major martial arts royal families, used 30 supreme lords, together with the last three senior masters, and hunted the three most powerful people in the world!

That war, shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods!

With one stroke, the three clans are in the highest position in the world!

Although the strength is still equal to those of the martial arts kings, their reputation is a great leap!

It is clear that the strength is always equal.

But fame

"Chu Lingxiao!!! Chu Lingxiao, if you appear in front of me now, I must do my best to kill you! "

"It's a pity. It's a pity that you are not my prey!"

On the top of the summit, Ouyang Jing, as the old lord of Ouyang clan, the eight martial arts king, looks at the direction of the Changjiang natural moat, and his face is extremely gloomy. At this moment, he really wants to immediately announce that his Ouyang king will hunt Chu Lingxiao!

Who can take off Chu Lingxiao's head at last, depending on his ability!

"I don't know how long it will take to miss this opportunity!"

With his hands on his back, Ouyang Jing clenched his fists tightly. His eyes kept flickering. He clenched his teeth and said:

"no matter what, if he has not made any progress in his fifty years' practice in Huangshan, he might as well have done a great event first!"

However, just as he was ready to blow down the thatched cottage to show his determination, a carrier pigeon suddenly flew in the distance.

"Well? My carrier pigeon of the Ouyang royal family? "

Ouyang Jing's face was a little surprised. He slowly took out a roll of paper from the letter box:

"fifty years ago, these sons of the family also know..."

But when he just saw the contents of the letter, before he had finished speaking, the whole man was suddenly stupid, his pupils were tight, and his face was full of astonishment and disbelief.

Same as this.

The rest of the Wudao royal family have the same expression.