Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 1326

"You are the disciple of don't forget?" Ahead, a voice came. A scholar dressed up and a young man in his early twenties walked towards them.

Just now, from the curl of cooking smoke, I heard the sound of reading, and this is the teacher.

However, no one can connect this shy and white young scholar with the beast who killed the master and the villagers!

"Yes, but you really surprised me. You don't look like the villain who killed me!" Wang Xiaohu said calmly.

"Hehe, in this world, many things can't just look at the surface. I'm not a villain. That old thing, damn it. It's just my stupid junior brother who wants to avenge him!" The scholar didn't have much emotional fluctuation, as if he were just talking about a trivial thing.

"Do those villagers' children deserve to die?" Wang Xiaohu's eyes fell on the children playing in the mountain village.

"They... Just ants!" In the scholar's eyes, there is disdain!

"Hehe, you are really not an animal, because you don't deserve it!" Wang Xiaohu looked coldly.

"Well, now that you're here, I should go too. When I see you, I'll know who to find to get back my things..." the white faced scholar said, without hurry or delay, then turned and walked towards the village, but one step, two steps, three steps

Morrow lost his trace, as if he had never existed, and the illusion in front of him disappeared in an instant. Below, the good fields and houses are still there, but the good fields have been deserted, the houses have collapsed, the dead bones have long disappeared, and only the eternal sadness came.

"That guy, in fact, could have left long ago, but why?" Chilong said in surprise.

"No... where is Mo Shi buried?" Wang Xiaohu seemed to think of something.

"In..."

Xuetu just said a word. A slight explosion came from a distance. Wang Xiaohu and others flew to where quickly.

But when they arrived, they only saw a deep pit, empty.

"Damn..."

Wang Xiaohu scolded angrily, because that guy took MO forget's body away. What does he want to do!

"Little Tiger..."

"Brother Tiger..."

"Wang, Master Wang..."

Soon, Si Qi, Huoer, Taoist Tiancong and Chu Zhenhai also arrived.

"Elder martial sister, Huoer, long time no see, come on, hold one..."

Wang Xiaohu smiled happily. At the moment, Si Qi no longer covered her appearance. After the problem of physique was solved, although her appearance was still somewhat neutral, it was the kind of painting style with heroic and valiant, which had a unique flavor.

And Si Qi didn't mind Wang Xiaohu's hug full of tofu.

Huoer also gave Wang Xiaohu a big hug. This chick doesn't have much improvement in cultivation, but her figure seems to have improved

Taoist Tiancong was a descendant of the villagers who survived that year. Although his cultivation was not high, he was also enough to protect the village. Perhaps it was Naro who had a great reputation in the cultivation world, and no one was willing to come to this paradise to provoke right and wrong.

It's just, what the hell does this morrow want? Why take the remains of Moji away?

Don't forget what secrets remain in your remains? Wang Xiaohu couldn't understand, so he had to hold down the matter first.