Chapter Seventy-Six: Sober!

When Ye Hua was asleep, Sun Wukong spread out his palms and saw an illusory figure the size of six fingers, and those six figures were the souls of Pan Xiong, Evian and other six people!

When they died, Sun Wukong took in the souls of the six people, so that he could liquefy Ye Hua in the future and have enough strength to resurrect them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, the current Ye Hua is really too weak.

"I'm sorry, this time it's my grandson who is sorry for you. In the future, I will definitely reforge a newer and more powerful body for you!"

Stay until the soul phantom hurriedly knelt down and thanked Sun Wukong.

At this time, the unconscious Ye Hua slowly opened his eyes, Su Wukong glanced at him, and muttered: "Have you woken up? This time, I don't know if he can pass this hurdle." ā€

Ye Hua turned around, sat up slowly, and glanced around blankly. Thinking of everything that happened before, he smiled bitterly: "How ridiculous is the great product of the Heavenly Immortal Formula, changing one's life against the sky, and seizing the creation of heaven and earth." I can't even save the fate of my friends, so how can I fight against the sky and go against the sky? All of this, in my opinion, is just a dream. ā€

Ye Hua glanced at Sun Wukong and said, "Great Sage, I'm sorry. From now on, I don't want to cultivate anymore. ā€

"It's a bit painful, it's enough to taste it once. And I, have endured it twice. I don't want to, there will be a third time. Otherwise, I'd really go crazy. ā€

"This incident has really hit you hard. You'd better calm down first!"

Sun Wukong didn't embarrass him again this time.

The more he understood Ye Hua, the more he understood that if Ye Hua really didn't want to do anything, no matter how he forced him, it was useless. The reason why coercion and temptation worked at the beginning was only because Ye Hua was indeed shaken. But this time, Ye Hua seemed to have made up his mind.

Sun Wukong looked up at the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This time, it's really a matter of luck. Hopefully this kid can figure it out. Otherwise, if my grandson does not take revenge, how can I be willing. Moreover, the potential of this kid is limitless. If it can be cultivated well, maybe with the first wisp of Hongmeng purple qi formed at the beginning of heaven and earth, that kind of existence will be achieved. ā€

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Seven days later.

Wang Xuan reappeared, and saw that Ye Hua still looked like a muddy man, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Get up for me!"

Wang Xuan had a cold face, pulled Ye Hua up roughly, and then threw it out casually like a sandbag, and fell heavily to the ground.

"What the hell do you look like right now!"

Bang!

Wang Xuan slapped Ye Hua away with a palm, and the latter had just barely stood up before being thrown out by him again. For a while, the muffled sound continued, and even Wang Xuan left a human-shaped mark when he threw Ye Hua away and smashed it on the mountain wall not far away.

Wang Xuan is really angry.

The corners of Ye Hua's mouth were bloody, but his expression did not fluctuate at all.

"Fight back!"

Wang Xuan's chest rose and fell slightly, as if he was gasping for breath from anger. He was extremely disappointed and said, "On that day, you and I had a very good conversation. The heavens are far away, there are countless geniuses in the world, and only by making unremitting efforts can we stand in a higher position. ā€

"Could it be that in the blink of an eye, your words that day have become farts?"

"Because of a setback, it becomes decadent. Ye Hua, I misread you. You're just a coward! If you're still a little bit of a man, stand up! Revenge your friends!"

"Revenge ......"

Ye Hua raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Xuan, a faint look flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared again.

Wang Xuan grabbed Ye Hua's shoulders and said, "Ye Hua! With your hands, avenge your friends! Otherwise, your dead friends will never look blind!"

In Ye Hua's eyes, killing intent surged again.

Everything that day echoed in his eyes.

A tear dripped from the corner of Ye Hua's eye.

Suddenly, Ye Hua burst into tears. Tears kept pouring out.

At this moment, where is there any majesty? Where is there any domineering? It is clear, like a lonely, helpless child, crying to his relatives.

Those tears are his outcry.

Many people think that Ye Hua's crying may be an exaggeration. In fact, he has always valued love and righteousness, and cherishes every friendship very much, whether it is friendship or family affection.

Who said that the eldest husband bleeds without tears, and the man does not flick when he has tears, but he has not reached the sad place. People are emotional creatures, and since they are sad, they cry when they want to cry.

Those are Ye Hua's most valued friends, they are gone, Ye Hua can't help it.

He came from Earth unintentionally. Blow after blow, he almost collapsed. He pretends to be calm, cold in front of his enemies, decisive in his killings, or arrogant to the point of indescribable. But, at the end of the day, he's just an ordinary person.

He will be afraid, he will be afraid, he will be sad, he will cry.

He doesn't have a heart of steel like the main character in every novel. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't find a partner. He's been hiding his true heart, he's so tired.

However, in front of Wang Xuan, I don't know why, I just cried out so naturally. It's as if only in front of him can you really let go of all cover-ups.

Sometimes, even if two people have only met once, their hearts may be connected with each other. You can be a confidant and friend, or you can be a wife lover.

"Let's cry! How many tears are there in life? Let's cry! It's good when we're done. ā€

Wang Xuan patted Ye Hua on the shoulder, watched him cry, and did not leave, but accompanied him understandingly.

Sun Wukong, looking at Ye Hua who was crying bitterly, suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.

At the beginning, at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, it was 500 years. How could he not have experienced loneliness and helplessness? How many times had he quietly shed tears in those 180,000 days and nights? Who said that men did not shed tears? But he had not reached the point of sadness.

"Ye Hua, you are not alone, you still have friends. I, Wang Xuan, will clear the way for you to get revenge. I hope to be able to see you, with your own hands, happy revenge! You and I, together in the world, travel all over the world, see the thousands of geniuses, and set foot on the top of the martial arts!"

Wang Xuan's voice was very loud, and Ye Hua's crying also stopped.

Ye Hua raised his hands, looked at the palms that were much whiter and tender than ordinary men, and repeated the words just now in his mouth: "Use your own hands to be happy and revenge." Wander the world together, travel all over the world, see thousands of geniuses, and set foot on the top of martial arts. ā€

Ye Hua seemed to be babbling, in a daze for a long time.

Wang Xuan looked at Ye Hua with a smile and waited quietly.

He believes that Ye Hua will not be decadent. He believed that Ye Hua, who was talking about martial arts with him that day, would not be defeated so easily!

He believes that the friends he recognizes will never be waste!

Ye Hua stood up, he raised his head, and his eyes, which had dissipated from tears, became dark and deep again, and regained their brilliance.

"I, Ye Hua, will take revenge for my friends with my own hands!"

"Wang Xuan, thank you. This time, you've helped me too much. I think that if I repay you, you will definitely be unhappy. Why don't you and I get married from now on! Would you like to?"

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