Travel back to the end of the world to practice

After finally ending the topic of the proposal, Jiang Xucai and Han Xing returned to the room.

Xiaobai satisfactorily completed the task of refining the ring entrusted to him by Han Xing, and lay on Han Xing's shoulder.

"Master, are you going to fight?"

Xiaobai's body didn't go, but its strange flame was contracted with Han Xing, and it wouldn't weaken the flame just because it wasn't around.

However, the different fire cannot leave the master for a long time.

It's Han Xing who is really special. Not only can he use space to directly transfer Jiang Xu from another place to his side, but he can also use different fires. That's why Han Xing can safely leave Xiaobai at home.

"Well," Han Xing collapsed on the sofa.

He hugged Jiang Xu lazily, and wiped away the non-existent blood on the corner of Jiang Xu's mouth.

When he saw the blood on the corner of Jiang Xu's mouth, his heart ached to death.

"Brother Xu, are you okay?"

When Li Ruocheng made his big move, Tear Space diverted most of the damage, and Jiang Xu immediately stood in front of him and took the rest of the damage for him.

At that time, the scene had no time to worry about this, but now that I think about it, I feel even more frightened.

"I'm fine." Jiang Xu put his hand on the back of Han Xing's hand, and rubbed his face against Han Xing's palm.

"Xiao Shi helped me absorb the damage."

It was his subconscious behavior to stand in front of Han Xing, and Xiao Shi also helped him absorb the damage.

He vomited blood but was shocked.

"Don't be so risky next time." Han Xing reminded distressedly.

If he had known earlier, he would have directly transferred Li Ruocheng's moves to the void, so that Jiang Xu would not be hurt by the aftermath.

"I see." Jiang Xu nodded obediently.

Han Xing was helpless, "You really scared me to death."

He kissed the corner of Jiang Xu's mouth.

"Shall we retreat for a while?" Jiang Xu suggested.

This is the first time he has used his natal weapon, and he feels that he needs to retreat for some experience.

"Okay." Han Xing nodded.

The two brought Xiaobai back to the space for retreat.

……

Yun Huihui tugged on Song Yan's sleeve, looked up at a spaceship passing by, "Ah Yan, is the person up there Ah Yao?"

"When did Ah Yao have such a powerful friend?"

On the day Han Xing came, she hadn't heard from anyone in the clan.

"It's from the Han family." Song Yan explained lightly.

"The Han family?" Yun Huihui looked puzzled, "The members of the Han family seem to be in the Qi refining period."

Song Yan was silent and didn't intend to continue.

He looked thoughtfully at the place where the spaceship passed in the sky, strength, only strength can keep the original?

At this moment, Song Yan was extremely jealous of Han Xing's luck.

When Song Yan first came into contact with cultivation, Song Yan received a gift from Han Xing. Apart from being grateful, she was excited.

With a lover and cultivation base, he believes that no matter how poor his aptitude is, he can still work hard to climb.

When he found that Yuan Yi entered the second level of Qi training faster than him, he became impatient.

Yuan Yi, who entered the second floor of Qi training for half a month, happily said something to protect him in front of him, as if mocking his extremely poor aptitude.

Yun Huihui looked at Song Yan's thoughtful side face calmly, with a lot of thoughts in her heart.

"Ah Yan, why don't you just stop here today?" She pretended to look up at the gray sky.

"Okay." Song Yan responded readily.

After seeing Yuan Yi, he was in no mood, and he couldn't even be active in killing zombies.

He didn't take Yuan Yi's talk about breaking up with him.

Yuan Yi's mind is not mature enough. When the two of them quarreled, he also said these words, just coax them.

The two teams packed up their things and headed back to the base.

Along the way, Yun Huihui kept bowing her head and talking to Song Yan in an intimate manner.

Song Yan, who was full of thoughts, didn't notice that the distance between the two chatting was too close.

"Ah Yan, see you tomorrow?" Yun Huihui seized every moment she could get close to Song Yan.

"Tomorrow..." Song Yan turned his head in thought, and then said after a while, "I may not be free tomorrow, let's talk about it the day after tomorrow."

"Are you going to see Ah Yao tomorrow?" Yun Huihui asked with concern, "How about I go with you?"

"Shall I explain it to Ah Yao?" She looked at Song Yan innocently.

Song Yan looked at the harmless Yun Huihui and nodded hesitantly.

How could a girl like Yun Huihui fall in love with him?

Song Yan has always believed that the two have the same level of cultivation, saying that the cultivation experience has more common topics, and does not involve the relationship between men and women.

In addition, it is really icing on the cake that monks are concerned about feelings, they will not be obsessed with it, and they don't know anything about Yun Huihui's mind.

Yun Huihui looked at Song Yan with a bright smile, "Then I will go to your house to look for you tomorrow."

"Okay." The Yun family and Song Yan's family were far away from each other, hehe, as usual, Song Yan drove Yun Huihui to the door of Yun's house first, and then returned, without any trouble.

Yun Huihui looked deeply at Song Yan's car that was gradually going away. Her two followers had always followed the monks in Song Yan's team, and she didn't care so much.

"Huihui is back?" Yun Huihui's mother, Wen Lin, looked at her daughter gently.

"Yeah." Yun Huihui put away the silly Baitian in front of Song Yi, and looked at her old mother indifferently.

For the mother who is an ordinary person, Yun Huihui doesn't look down on her at all.

There is a world of difference between monks and ordinary people. Even if they are related by blood, they will grow old and die sooner or later.

Wen Lin was attracted by Yunjin and brought back to Yun's family. Fortunately, Yun Huihui, who was born with spiritual roots, had a comfortable life, but because she didn't have the qualifications for cultivation, she was now in her 60s and stood in front of Yunjin. Grandma and grandson like.

She knew very well that she could only live by looking at her daughter's face for the sake of living.

The Yun family is a big family.

The head of the patriarch, Yun Cang Jindan, has been cultivated in the later stage. The 150-year-old Yun Cang looks like a handsome uncle in his 30s. As the patriarch, many girls have followed suit.

After the end of the world, more than a dozen concubines have been taken in in Yuncang's room, all for the purpose of carrying on the family line.

It's a pity that the higher the cultivation base, the harder it is to conceive offspring. Yun Cang, who has only a dozen children, still feels that it is not enough.

Only one of his dozen or so children came from a single spiritual root, and Yun Cang couldn't catch even a double spiritual root, let alone the useless aptitude of three spiritual roots and four spiritual roots.

Yun Jin is his first son and the only one with a single spiritual root, so naturally Yun Cang favors him the most.

Yun Huihui frowned, looked at Wen Lin, and scolded unceremoniously, "If you're fine, don't wander around."

What if people found out that she had such an old and ugly mother?

Wen Lin's expression froze upon hearing this.

"I... Huihui, can you ask your father to give me a Zhuyan Pill." Wen Lin hesitated for a while, then begged.

She heard that after taking Zhuyan Pill, her appearance will return to youth and she will be able to maintain her youth forever.

In this way, if she stood with Yun Jin, she would not be misunderstood as a grandparent.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yun Huihui's face darkened, and she said angrily, "Is Zhuyan Dan something that people like you can eat?"

"Stop wishful thinking, even if you take Zhuyan Pill, you are still an ordinary person!"

"What's more, Zhuyan Pill is such a rare thing, how could it be wasted on you?"

Yun Huihui unceremoniously launched a verbal attack on Wen Lin.

She really didn't like this woman who couldn't figure it out.

How could father choose such a woman to give birth to her?

If the father chose a woman with cultivation to give birth to her, her current aptitude must not only be double spiritual root, but also another single spiritual root aptitude.

Yun Huihui has had this idea for a long time, but facing her awe-inspiring father, she never dared to complain in her heart.

"Huihui, I'm your mother, how could you..." Wen Lin looked at her daughter in disbelief.

She is old and ugly, but Yun Huihui said she was born, how could she say that.

"Okay, don't put on a mournful face and look at the bad luck." Yun Huihui curled her lips and said impatiently, "You'd better not be wishful thinking." It will save her trouble when the time comes.

My father's latest aunt is a double spiritual root aptitude and she is pregnant.

If he was born with better aptitude than her...

Yun Huihui squinted her eyes, turned and left Yun's house, heading for Shuiyun Hall.

……

Where Han Xing and Jiang Xu had just fought against Li Ruocheng, three young men and women suddenly appeared.

"Brother, did you just go through a fierce battle here?" A pretty girl asked looking at the man in front of her.

"It seems to be." The man's face was firm, his facial features were sharp and straight, and he looked like a decent person.

"But I didn't seem to feel the fluctuation of the battle just now?" The girl said strangely.

It was the two brothers and sisters of the Lei family who came here. After Han Xing unlocked the space, the two sensed the fluctuation of the battle and hurried over here.

The messy scene showed how fierce the battle was at the beginning.

Lei Le looked at the whole scene, "Brother, why is the affected area so small?"

"Could it be a battle in the foundation building period?"

Lei Xu looked around the whole scene and shook his head, "Probably not."

He himself is at the foundation building stage, and he doesn't think he can control the battle scene so precisely.

"Qi refining period?" Lei Le looked at his brother and asked.

"No." Lei Xu denied it expressionlessly.

"Brother, did you see something?" Lei Le asked coquettishly, shaking his brother's arm.

Lei Xu glanced lightly at the place where his sister touched, and said, "I didn't see it."

Lei Le let go of his hand, stuck out his tongue, forgetting that his elder brother had a cleanliness habit, and even had to wash his arm with water when his sister touched it.

"Eldest brother, why don't we leave here?" Lei Xu's younger brother Lei Ting said with an ugly expression as he crossed his hands and rubbed his arms.

"Third Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lei Ting looked at his senior sister's ignorant eyes, and said with a bitter face, "Don't you think the coercion here is heavy?"

Lei Xu is in the foundation building stage, and his senior sister doesn't feel deeply about the foundation building, but he has only cultivated the fifth level of qi, so he feels extremely uncomfortable here.

"I don't think so," Lei Le looked innocently at Lei Ting whose legs were shaking badly, "Third Junior Brother, did your legs get cold when you were young?" Are your legs shaking so exaggeratedly?

"Senior sister, what nonsense are you talking about!" Lei Ting was speechless.

He is only in his 30s, how could he have cold legs?

If it is also the senior brother first, after all the senior senior brother is almost 50 years old.

Lei Xu seemed to have guessed what Lei Ting was saying, and silently glanced at him.

"Let's go back and talk to my father first." Lei Xu guessed that there might be a new Golden Core cultivator in City A, so he had to tell his father about it.

"Brother, today's crystals haven't been collected yet." Lei Le looked at the back of Lei Xu who left without saying a word, and stomped his feet.

Lei Ting looked at Lei Le with a pale face, "Sister, please go back?"

He felt that he might need to lie down in the Hui nationality for a few days to rest.