Chapter 13 He wants to play with me

In the valley of the abyss, the white fog is dark, with light moisture, slowly ethereal, like a fairyland.

Chu Yang stood still with a dull face. The flying feeling just now was still wandering in his mind. He was at a loss, and the shock of the holy warrior was too great.

"Bang!"

Abrupt slap hit the back of the brain of the teenager who was distracting, and Chu Yang stared angrily.

"I don't want to be beaten, do morning exercises with me!" The bald man ignored Chu Yang's anger and took the lead in running away and said calmly.

"You, I'll burn you." The fire in Chu Yang's eyes surged, and he wanted to stimulate the fire of the ten suns.

"If you don't want to die, just be honest. The fire of ten suns is not fun. You should understand the principle of playing with fire." The bald man just disappeared in the depths of the fog, but he suddenly appeared beside Chu Yang and said.

"Eh." Chu Yang was stunned and remembered the consequences of launching the fire of the ten suns.

"Listen to me and do morning exercises with me." This time, the bald man's words were not so cold, and he said with a faint care.

The valley is full of ethereal white fog. It seems that they are here all year round and will never disperse. One or two figures run on the rugged path of the valley.

The bald man ran faster and faster, but he always controlled the speed at a distance that the teenager could see. The more Chu Yang chased, the more angry he became. The man in front of him was like a transmission. The faster he was, the faster he was. The slower he was. He also slowed down and ran for a while. Chu Yang's whole body was soaked, and he didn't know that he was hit by fog. It's still soaked with sweat. In a word, Chu Yang didn't chase him and sat on the ground and gasped.

"It's really useless. At a young age, you can't catch up with me, alas... It's useless!" The abrupt voice sounded again, containing deep contempt.

"Bullshit! You are still an old man, and you are so good at the dragon horse!" Chu Yang cursed, but the sitting body did not move.

"Haha. For so many years, you are still the first person to dare to scold me, boy, you are dying!" The voice laughed loudly, with a slight chill in the voice.

"I'll scold you, dead bald head, mutant horse!" Chu Yang raised his head and scolded. Anyway, he has left his life aside. If he is not even afraid of death, will he still let himself be bullied when he is dying?

"Good! There is seed!" The bald man said hatefully, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Ah, fuck, my ass!" Chu Yang shouted, got up and ran away. On the figure that rushed out, half of the footprints were clearly imprinted on his buttocks.

The old and the young are really the best, and they began to do the so-called morning exercises in this vast valley.

In the vast valley, Chuyang is doing a life-like morning exercise, but his hometown Chu Yuancheng has completely changed at this time, and there is no peace as before, with this layer of sad atmosphere.

In the room, Chu Hong's face was extremely ugly. His two sons, one was missing, the other was seriously injured and difficult to treat, and his nephew was also injured. Xu Bo, who has followed him for many years, also died in this disaster.

The Chu family can be said to have suffered heavy losses. Chu Hong carefully played with a waist card in his hand. On the waist card, a red word 'blood' made people shudder. Since a farmer sent Chu Yuesheng yesterday, Chu Yuesheng handed this waist card to his hand at the first time. All day and night, he They are all looking at this waist card.

"How could the Blood Killing League assassinate our Chu family?" Deep questions have always surrounded his heart. He has turned over his memory and has not found any finger between the Chu family and the Blood Killing League.

"Is the Blood Killing League also mixed in?"

Although the Blood Killing League, a recognized killer organization in the mainland, is slightly inferior to the way of heaven, it can stand on this continent where martial arts is prevalent for thousands of years, which is enough to show its strength.

Looking at the waist card, Chu Hong frowned tightly. Although the current Chu family is angry, all the strength has gathered and can fight equally with the Blood Killing League, but will the ancestor agree?

If you don't take revenge, one is seriously injured and the other is missing. How can you swallow this breath? If you don't know who it is, you may be able to postpone it for a while, but now that the enemy is there, Chu Hong is in a dilemma.

There was silence in the room, and only the faint candlelight swayed gently.

Today is the most unlucky day. Before dawn, he was forced to come out for morning exercise and ran to dawn. And yesterday he just escaped from death and was seriously injured. At this time, Chu Yang's whole body was full of footprints, and he didn't know how many feet he had. In a word, he was miserable.

This time, the bald man was not urging him, but let Chu Yang rest there, but he looked up at the sky and stood with his hands back, as if Chu Yang did not exist.

He gasped, and Chu Yang was sweating profusely. He was very tired from the devil training just now.

Suddenly, Chu Yang stopped breathing, because he found a strange thing. Such a high-intensity training did not cause the fire of the body. What's more strange is that he was obviously seriously injured. How could he insist on running with high intensity for so long?

Chu Yang subconsciously groped his whole body and found that everything was the same as before. His legs were legs and feet were feet, and he had not become a so-called superhuman.

As soon as his eyes turned, Chu Yang turned his eyes to the bald man standing like a wooden stake.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Chu Yang had no good impression on the bald man, so he even ignored the polite language and shouted directly.

"I'm not called Hey, my name is Wild Ghost." The bald man said without turning his head.

"Hehe. Wild ghosts?" Chu Yang repeated doubtfully that the world is really big and there are all strange.

"Yes, wild ghost!" The bald man sighed and said more affirmatively. It seems that the name reminds him of his past.

"That... Wild ghost, I remember I was seriously injured. Why is it like nothing happened now? Chu Yang was still a little unaccustomed to this name and asked at the moment.

"You are the body of ten yang, and after ten thousand years of cold pool refinement, your current physical strength is no longer comparable to ordinary people." The wild ghost turned around and said calmly.

"What, quenching?" Chu Yang was shocked and was afraid that he had misheard it.

"Yes, the ten-thousand-year cold pool is extremely cold, even I don't want to touch it easily. You are different. You are the body of ten yang. The ten-thousand-year cold pool not only hurts you, but also happens to each other." The bald man said slowly, relieving Chu Yang's doubts.

"Can I practice martial arts?" Chu Yang understood and quickly asked the problem that had been in his heart for more than ten years.

"Yes, do you think you can live until now?" The bald man despised Chu Yang and said.

"Great, great, I can finally practice martial arts! Haha!!!!"

Chu Yang suddenly seemed to be mad. He said two words that it was great. Regardless of his tired body, he jumped up and roared at the sky, as if he wanted to vent his depression for more than ten years.

"stupid!" The bald man said something in a muffled voice that was extremely inconsistent with his identity.

Chu Yang cheered and gradually calmed down, leaving a line of tears in the corners of his eyes. It was tears of excitement. The problem that had been entangled for more than ten years finally disappeared, just like buying a lottery ticket for more than ten years, and each time the number was one missing can win the prize. But this time, you suddenly found that all the lottery tickets in your hand were correct, and Five million was in the mood of Chuyang now.

"Wild ghost, I want to practice!" After laughing, Chu Yang suddenly said to the wild ghost.

"If you want to practice, you can practice it." The bald man looks like he cares about me.

"Teach me, I know you are a master." Chu Yang looked serious and didn't joke at all.

"Hehe. A master? A master doesn't accept such a lazy apprentice. The bald man laughed at himself and said it secretly.

"The master is on the top and is worshipped by his disciple Chu Yang. The disciple must obey the teacher's order and dare not violate it. Never dare to be lazy at all again!" Chu Yang knelt on his knees, respectfully and sincere.

"Don't be so respectful. I'm not a master, I'm just a loser. Do you still want to worship me as a teacher?" The bald man asked.

"In the eyes of the apprentice, the master is a master!" Chu Yang was not moved by the words of the bald man and said firmly.

Chu Yang thought, pull your balls. Can a guy who is more powerful than his father be a coward? Can a cowardly achieve such a cultivation?

"Hehe. Young people, young people. It's good to be young." The bald man looked at Chu Yang kneeling on the ground and nodded and whispered, as if Chu Yang's performance evoked his memories.

"Well, since you are so sincere, I will give you everything I have learned in this life." The bald man reached out and gently helped him, as if there was some invisible force, and helped Chu Yang, who was kneeling down directly from the air.

Feeling the uncontrollable body standing up, Chu Yang's eyes were inexplicably shocked, "Your uncle! Holy level, you old man, and you still say that you are a coward!"