The Wu family belongs to a middle class family in Hanhai city.

After Wu Yun runs back to his family, the younger generation in the family is puzzled.

They found that Wu Yun's face was full of dust, and there was a frightened look on his face.

What the hell is going on here?

"Xiao Yun, what's going on?"

"It's OK, uncle. It's OK."

A middle-aged man looks at Wu Yun, his face is very confused.

"How can it be ok? Tell me about it to the third uncle!"

The middle-aged man, named Wu Qiang, is the three elders of the Wu family. He is the king of spirit at level 33. He is a contract weapon of yellow rank and an intermediate cold iron blade.

All the young people in the yard also looked at Wu Yun, who had never seen such a miserable scene.

"Go ahead."

Three elders Wu Qiang said to Wu Yun again.

Wu Yun had to say it.

After hearing this, Wu Qiang, the three elders, and the younger generation all showed a look of astonishment on their faces.

"Xiao Yun, what you said is true?"

"Yes, uncle."

Wu Yun nodded.

All the young people in the courtyard all looked at each other. Because of Wu Yun, he was beaten by the 41 level spirit emperor.

"How old did you say that man was?"

"It looks like sixteen or seventeen."

Wu Yunru said.

Ha ha ha ha!

What Wu Yun didn't think of anyway was that Wu Qiang burst out laughing.

"Uncle, what are you laughing at?"

Wu Yun looks at the three elder Wu Qiang in doubt.

"Xiao Yun, how can a 16-7-year-old boy be a 41 level spiritual emperor?"

"Don't say it's the Celestial Empire. It's just that there's no such genius in the whole land of spirit."

Three elders Wu Qiang sneered.

The young people in the courtyard also nodded, and they felt the same way. If they could become the 41 level spiritual emperor at the age of 16 or 17, it would be too terrible. It was not the talent against the heaven that they could imagine.

Wu Yun listened to the third uncle's words, he was stunned.

"No, third uncle, he is really strong. I don't think there is any possibility of survival in the face of him."

"Yes."

Three elder Wu Qiang a smile, "go, let three uncle give you this revenge."

Wu Yun was hesitant.

Obviously, he has been scared out of his wits by Yang Qi. Where dare he go to find Yang Qi's trouble again.

"What?" Three elder Wu Qiang looks at Wu Yun, "you won't be scared to break courage by that person?"

The younger generation of the Wu family in the courtyard also looked at Wu Yun and wanted to know how Wu Yun would answer.

"No No

Wu Yun shook his head in horror.

As the young master of the Wu family, if he was frightened by Yang Qi in front of these collateral children, he would have been ridiculed in the Wu family.

Of course, he can't pull this face down.

"Since you are not frightened, let's go."

With that, Wu Qiang, the three elders, took the lead.

Seeing this, Wu Yun had to bite his teeth to keep up.

Bing Xing is not only Wu Yun and Wu Qiang, the three elders, but also has more than a dozen direct descendants who have a good relationship with Wu Yun.

After they arrived at yipinxiang Inn, Yang Qi and Qian Ruxue were no longer there, so they had to look for them in Hanhai city.

Hanhai city is too big for them to hold much hope.

Can be broken iron shoes, no place to find, to come all without effort!

After a few minutes, Yang Ruqian met them Come here!