Chapter 929

Bai family, this day is particularly lively.

In the land of Kyushu, the major families gathered together and the young generation gathered together, which made the whole white family very lively.

Six blood families and seven physical families gathered here to make the white family look like a star for a while.

The leaders of the major families gather together. How many of them will become the leaders of the whole Tianxuan continent in the future?

Unimaginable!

At the moment, in the depths of Bai's house, there is a small other courtyard. Old and young, standing in the yard looking into the distance.

It is said that he is old and young, but this old man is only 50 or 60 years old, young, not young, about 27 or 8 years old!

A young man with a tiger back and a bear waist, more than seven feet tall, wearing a thick linen martial suit! The coarse linen vest clings to him and fully shows his strong body.

The bulged muscles are full of explosive power.

His expression was firm, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked into the distance with a trace of nostalgia.

"What? Boy, what are you worried about?" the old man asked with a slight challenge from the corner of his mouth.

"Still worried about that boy?" the old man asked as if he thought of something.

"One year!" the man opened his mouth when he heard the old man's words.

The voice is a little hoarse, with a trace of cold.

The words fell, the fist clenched, and there was a trace of killing in his eyes.

"One year, yes, almost one year!" the old man sighed when he saw the young man like this.

There was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes: "the boy has disappeared for a year? I don't know. Now, what's the matter? However, I believe that the boy can't die!"

The old man said in a deep voice.

"He's not dead!" hearing the old man's words, the young man turned back, looked at the old man coldly and said faintly. Words are firm.

"You boy..." felt the cold breath of the young man, and the old man took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and hummed.

Then, holding the old bottle of wine gourd in his hand, he took a hard sip of liquor, sipped his mouth, and took a deep breath: "even if he's not dead, I don't know how much he's suffered in this year? There's no trace in Northern Xinjiang... Did he... Come to mainland China? It shouldn't be so fast!

Facing the pursuit of the martial arts master of the medicine King sect, he...... "

The old man sighed with a trace of worry.

There was some bitterness in his eyes, and a firm face appeared in his mind.

If a breath exists, hope will never die. The old man remembered this sentence. This is what the boy said at the beginning.

Now, is that boy still struggling with hope? He didn't know.

But how many things has he experienced in this year? The old man can't imagine.

"This time, after the white family's Secret territory, you go back to North Xinjiang! The boy has no news. North Xinjiang is turbulent! Now, there is unrest there. Maybe the Wang family can't hold on!" the old man sighed.

The news from northern Xinjiang made him uneasy.

For a year, the boy was silent at the moment when he learned that he was missing.

He has only one word: he can't die!

He was so determined that he didn't even want to look for it. Unwilling to return to northern Xinjiang.

Even when he knew that the north side was in turmoil, he was silent.

In this year's time, it seems that there is only practice left in his life. And silence!

Such silence is disturbing. The old man was worried. He knew that the boy in front of him was silent because of fear and escape. No matter how strong he is, it is inevitable.

If something happens to that boy, how crazy will this boy be?

This year, although he did nothing. But is he really not worried?

No, he's worried! He is quite worried! Just him, afraid to face! Because he knows very well what will happen with the boy's strength under the pursuit of Zongwu. A year's news is nothing, but what does it represent.

He, afraid to face. Maybe I was afraid, so I chose to escape. This is his way of escape.

However, many things, escape, can not solve the problem. What should be faced is always to be faced.

"How about Beijiang!" hearing the old man's words, the strong man took a deep breath and asked in a hoarse voice!

The tone is very cold.

"It's very dangerous. Nangong family, together with the other two families, will fight soon. Maybe, just recently! The royal family of Tianfeng kingdom is also restless. It's said that Zilan is even imprisoned... It seems that they

Xingchen sect, trapped! Now, the Wang family is helpless! In addition to these big forces, some small forces are also ready to move and want to divide the Wang family.

A big tree catches the wind. The Wang family has attracted too many covets in the limelight of the past few years!

The Wang family seems to have lost a lot of strength! The boy is missing and the Wang family has lost their backbone. You should know what will happen! "

The old man sighed.

"So?" hearing the old man's words, the man's eyes flashed a sharp chill and murmured. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's right! So, you can't be silent any more. Perhaps, at this time, you should bear this burden! What should be borne must be borne. No matter what happened to the... Boy! The Wang family is your foundation! All the efforts of the boy are put in it.

No one knows more than you how much he has paid for today's foundation! "

The old man smiled bitterly.

"All the clowns are jumping out. I'm Wang's family. How can they get involved!" the man muttered with cold eyes.

A year of silence, a year of neglect, let him know that this moment can no longer be ignored.

How could he not know that so many things had happened in Beijiang? It's just that he can always avoid this topic.

Because he believes that the people over there, he believes, can survive!

But now, it seems, it's really difficult!

"How about thousands of lions? Once they return, huangquan road!" the man took a deep breath and sighed with a slightly hoarse voice. Murmured to himself.

Then, he turned to look at the old man: "after this white family secret place, I'll go!"

The words are very cold, but they are very firm!

Hearing the man's words, the old man smiled: "my old man is just fine. Go and have a look!"

"Whatever you want!" the man said faintly!

"Well, the grandfather is coming, and the other two seem to be coming! Let's go, we should start!"

Feeling the breath coming from behind, the old man smiled and said faintly.

The voice fell and turned to look.

At the moment, behind them, three figures came.

The old man headed by is a chivalrous immortal! Long silver hair, slightly scattered and dancing in the wind, with a indifferent expression and a spirit of immortality all over the body.

Behind the old man, followed by a man and a woman.

The man is about 245 years old and the woman is about 234 years old! They also looked indifferent and showed no emotion.

When he came here, the first old man looked at the man and the old man standing here: "it's time to go!"

Only then did he show a smile.

The man and woman standing behind him nodded slightly. However, there are not many feelings.

"Let's go!"

The old man standing here nodded and said respectfully.

The voice fell, and a line of five people went out of the other courtyard.

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"Miss, it's almost time!"

At this time, in another luxurious courtyard of the Bai family, a woman about 20 years old stood by the window and looked at some trance in the distance. I don't know when, a figure came to the girl and said softly.

"Fubo!" seeing this figure, the woman turned her head and smiled!

"Miss, it's time to go!" said the old man called fuber again.

"Start?! well, it's time to start!" the woman nodded slightly and murmured.

"Fubo, I don't know why. I feel that at this moment, the distance between me and him seems to be very close! Right next to me. I miss him!" the woman murmured after a faint sigh. A trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

Hearing the woman's words, the man known as Fubo slightly smoked at the corners of his mouth, revealing a sad expression: "North Xinjiang, no trace! Maybe..."

He can't go on. Because he is afraid of women's sadness.

Thinking of the woman's current situation, he showed a loving expression on his face.

If it's necessary, he's an old bone. Even if he makes a fuss, so what! If you can't keep miss's happiness, can't you abandon miss's pain?

"He's fine, he must be!" the woman said firmly. The tone was quiet: "how about Northern Xinjiang?"

"Danger!" fauber's two words were very simple, but it gave the girl a slight meal.

"Yuanxiu and Youying have passed. Maybe they can help!" Fubo added.

"If something happens over there, I will certainly let all the powerful families in Northern Xinjiang bury it!"

The girl nodded and murmured. Then there was a cold look in his eyes that didn't match his temperament and appearance.

At that glance, it seemed to penetrate the boundless wasteland and bring infinite killing opportunities and resentment.

"Miss, you..."

Seeing the girl like this, fuber sighed.

"Do what you say, fuber, I'm not kidding! Even if you lose the last drop of blood!" the girl was very firm.

Her firmness made the old man's eyes twinkle with pain! What can you do with a faint sigh?

Seeing the figure coming towards other hospitals in the distance, the old man's eyes flashed cold. Maybe he really wanted to do something.

"Xin'er!"

When the cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, the figure came at this time. Then they ran quickly towards their window.

Seeing this figure, a trace of disgust and unhappiness flashed in the woman's eyes.