The gray pupils didn't dare to move, Chu Huohe was lying unconscious on the ground and couldn't move, Lao Huang stood in place in a daze, and didn't move, the scene was a little weirdly quiet, an old man, a young man, and a demon beast.

"Crush the jade slip. ”

The voice once again appeared in Lao Huang's sea of consciousness, and Lao Huang used his remaining decades of spiritual insights and life experience to think about this sentence repeatedly and came to a conclusion.

I may be sick, I am a symptom of premature aging, no matter where this is, it is important to go back to the sect for treatment first. I looked around like this, wanting to determine my position, and then I saw the gray eyes with fried hair, staring at him fiercely, and let out a cold sweat, and Yu Jian broke in response to the nervousness.

The disciples of Bailu Academy have anecdotes, of course, they know a lot about the types of demon beasts, and they can see at a glance that this wolf-like demon beast in front of them is not the second-level demon beast gray pupil, for Lao Huang, who now thinks that he is a student who has just started, in his cognition at that time, when he meets this kind of demon beast, he will obediently turn into spring mud and protect flowers.

The shattered jade slip emitted bursts of milky white light, and scenes appeared in the old Huang Zhihai, all the things since he remembered, whose chickens he stole when he was young, whose eggs he touched, and asked for a few girls at most in Wanhualou.

Of course, I also saw myself kneeling in front of the old dean's spirit with tears in my eyes, vowing to study for the common people in the world and practice for the rise of Dayu.

The picture of memory continued to turn, and many years later, he sat in the position of the old dean, and even did better, but found that it seemed that his ability was not enough to change the current pattern, and the moment he broke through the void and entered the realm, he felt that the mountain that pressed on the heads of all the cultivators in this world had left. So he hit the idea to the Fog Sect, which had been hidden from the world, and he spent a hundred years leaving his footprints in every state and city in Dayu.

Thousands of years of looking for nothing, the Dayu royal family began to give him some hints openly and secretly, the fog sect means unpredictable, just in case he left a lot of means, one of the many backers of this jade jian.

Lao Huang's stop was three days, Chu Huohe still didn't mean to wake up, and the gray pupil still didn't dare to move, because it clearly felt that the aura on this old man's body was becoming more and more dangerous.

There was a thunderous sound in the abdomen, I don't know if it was Lao Huang's, or gray-eyed, maybe both. Grey Hitomi began to slowly retreat cautiously, tentatively.

One step, two steps, three steps, Lao Huang still didn't react, his courage slowly became bigger, and he reluctantly glanced at Chu Huohe, who was lying on the ground, a piece of good meat, if you don't eat it, it will be rotten, and you want to leave with Chu Huohe in your mouth, but after hesitation, Lao Huang finally opened his eyes, and looked at the gray pupils and Chu Huohe lying on the ground lightly.

"There is a body of cultivation, but you don't know the cruelty of the world, without the protection of the old Tao, once you enter the world, you don't know how to die even if you die, didn't the old Taoist teach you the truth of eliminating evil?"

Of course, this was said to Lin Potian, who had been reincarnated, but now Lin Potian couldn't hear it.

Lao Huang glanced at the gray pupils and then closed his eyes again, feeling the seal in his body. Seeing that although he was talking to himself that he didn't understand, he didn't mean to hurt it, so he was a little bolder, tiptoed slowly close to Chu Huohe, gently bit Chu Huohe's collar, and took Chu Huohe a few steps back gently.

Lao Huang never reacted, seeing him like this, the gray pupil was relieved to take Chu Huohe and quickly left this place. After a while, Lao Huang slowly opened his eyes.

"Xiuwei has been suppressed to Ning Dan, and it seems that he will not be able to go back for a while. ”

Glancing at the direction in which the gray pupil left, he smiled and picked up the scroll that fell on the ground, and followed him away.

..........

The picture always stayed in this place, because Chu Huohe, who was watching what had happened in the past, did not move, and there was nothing to see in the next picture, Chu Huohe slowly opened his eyes.

As for why he wasn't eaten by Gray Pupil later, I think it was Lao Huang's credit, if Rhubarb is not unexpected, it should be Lin Potian, but how can the cub born by Gray Pupil look like a dog, although the two look quite similar, but there is still an essential difference.

Xiao Ai, who saw this picture together, knew what Chu Huohe was thinking in his heart, and said with a smile: "Then you have to know who his father is." ”

Chu Huohe asked with some curiosity, "You know?"

Xiao Ai shook her head, looked at Chu Huohe and said seriously: "Who is his father, this is his mother's eternal secret." ”

Chu Huohe: "......"

Xiao Ai thought about it and seemed to feel that it was wrong, and added: "No, my pattern is still small, what if his mother doesn't know?"

Chu Huohe is now often faced with a question, according to the world he sees, his understanding of the earth, shouldn't a system like Xiao Ai be rigid and mechanical, this Xiao Ai seems to be more or less ...... It's a bit of a no-nonsense.

Thinking about strange things in his heart, his expression naturally looked a little sluggish. For Chu Xiong, who was always on the side, he didn't see the pictures that had happened, he just watched his son meditate for a few hours, and then opened his eyes and looked at himself in a daze, Chu Xiong was a little unnaturally looked at by him and coughed dryly, Chu Huohe noticed the father in front of him and smiled awkwardly.

"Gone Lao Chu, go home. ”

After speaking, he got up and rushed in the direction of Liyang City.

Chu Xiong was puzzled, didn't he go into the mountains to find something? What about the things he was looking for? It was easy to keep up with Chu Huohe and stand side by side with him.

"I said son, are you going back? Have you thought clearly, I'm very busy, was it a human or a demon beast that hurt you in the mountains before, do you think about it? I have to let him often use the iron fist of our Chu family, and aren't you looking for something?"

Chu Huohe was speechless, and said helplessly: "Dad, you still maintain your majestic image as the head of the family, you look like a widow at the mouth of Lane 47 in the city." ”

didn't go far away, the picture I saw before was complicated and long, and I had been thinking about what to do with Lao Huang at home now, so I realized at this time that the sword I had lost, Xue Feng was still there, and the two turned back.

Chu Xiong domineeringly directly uprooted the big tree that was several people thick, and placed it in front of Chu Huohe lightly, the big tree fell to the ground without making a sound, although there was a thin layer of snow on the ground, but this control of power still made Chu Huohe smack his tongue slightly.

Chu Xiong looked at Chu Huohe proudly, as if asking again, do you see those widows who have this ability?

"Son, who are you beating? Carrying a tree to beat? Wouldn't it be unsightly. ”

Chu Huohe held his forehead with one hand and had a headache.

"Your dad doesn't look very smart. ”

"By the way, look at my father's combat power. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

In a moment, the details of Chu Xiong appeared in the sea.

Name: Chu Xiong

Age: One hundred and seven

Combat power: 8773

Identity: Your father

These two, a father who is usually very dignified, really doesn't look like he's smart when he's alone with him in private, and the other is obviously a system, but he always plays cards uneasily.

Chu Huohe didn't want to pay attention to the two of them, and walked straight to the trunk of the tree where the sword had submerged in the picture.

"Lao Chu, borrow your big knife. ”

"Uh...... Son, this is not quite appropriate. ”

Chu Huohe was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Chu Xiong didn't explain anything, he stepped forward empty-handed, and the long knife that had disappeared just now appeared in his hand again, handed it to Chu Huohe, and looked at him with encouraging eyes.