"I haven't seen him for a few years, but the cultivation of the head of the Ashiya family has reached a high level, and this time he has actually advanced to the Xuan Netherworld Realm, speaking of which, he is a little faster than I was back then, which is really rare. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The words of the head of the He Mao family confirmed Huang's guess, and the latter narrowed his eyes slightly, if he remembered correctly, the relationship between his father and that person was not very good!

The situation of the Luya family is similar to that of the Huakaiyuan family, they all suffered heavy losses in the battle a hundred years ago, and went into decline, and even the situation of the Luya without the help of the Ampere family is more difficult, it can be said that it is half a catty and eight taels, it happens that the head of the two families of this generation is about the same age, feud, young and vigorous, and the last fig leaf that does not want to be at the bottom of their own family, the two can be said to have fought from childhood to adulthood, this time their father was forced to press his head, and he lost miserably enough, don't look at it' I'm only one step away from Xuan Ming, but it's likely that Hua Kaiyuan won't be able to cross this threshold in his life, so it looks like this, it's really pitiful to think about it, the lowest cultivation of the twelve family masters!

Here, Hua Kaiyuan Huang was secretly slandering his father, but unexpectedly, the head of the He Mao family on the other side changed his words, but he brought Huang again.

I saw him looking Huang up and down, looking at the delicate appearance that was not like a mortal, his calm bearing, and the aura that overflowed to the extreme, he was only one step away from building a foundation, and he secretly praised it in his heart, it was really a good talent and beautiful jade, but then his eyes couldn't help showing a trace of regret, but unfortunately it was still a little worse.

"It's a coincidence, Master Cheng, this time we have twelve family gatherings, and everyone has brought their own heirs and disciples, and a few of them seem to me to be really good, and I think it's also the era of my Shinto Dachang!"

After a slight pause, the head of the He Mao family looked at Huang, but said intentionally: "I also saw that child from the Luya family, who is about the same age as the virtuous nephew, but his cultivation has already laid a foundation, and he can also be called a genius." ”

Although it seems that the Luya family is stronger now, the head of the Hemao family is still more optimistic about the Huakaiyuan of the Ampere family behind him, and although the child of the Luya family has good qualifications, his cold temperament is really unpleasant.

Huang, who was a man in two lives, naturally understood the meaning, and although he didn't care much, he still smiled at the head of the He Mao family.

It's just that he didn't see the cold cold light that erupted when his father next to him heard that the descendants of the Ashiya family had built a foundation, which could freeze the air.

The foundation has been laid!

That guy Ashiya Daoqing not only reached the Xuan Netherworld Realm by himself, but even surpassed his son as a child.

There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, and the expression of the blossoming courtyard became more and more calm.

The words that should be said here have been said, and the head of the He Mao family naturally will not leave the two of them to stay here for more than one of them, and immediately led the two into the shrine.

Huang's identity was not enough, so he naturally couldn't participate in the meeting of the heads of the twelve families in the main hall, and a shrine maiden dressed in red and white led him to the social office where the descendants of the twelve families were.

The shrine of He Mao's house looks much bigger than the outside, and there are towering trees everywhere around, although it is not as good as the kind of thousand-year-old sacred tree in front of the shrine, but it is also a spirit tree of more than 100 years, a piece of greenery, gathered together as if the city wall, and the various wooden buildings inside are also antique, it looks elegant and luxurious, and in the eyes of Huang this kind of cultivator, it can be seen that many of these buildings are also engraved with magic circles, faintly revealing spiritual light.

Huang followed the witch, but in his eyes he secretly admired, worthy of a thousand-year-old family, the He Mao family is not only in terms of things, even in terms of talents, but also shows a good heritage, at least the witch in front of him has a cultivation in the body, and the past priests are also all good in strength, Huang met a law realm of the righteous rank priest on the road, from the title of the witch who led the way, it seems to be the youngest brother of this generation of family heads.

The stone path meandered, and finally, under the guidance of the shrine maiden, Huang walked for a while to reach the main hall of the social affairs office.

It was a wooden stilted hall, the door was sliding, and there were wind chimes hanging under the eaves, and the wind blew through, and there was a light sound, which looked very elegant, but the aura was not very obvious, and it seemed that it was not an important place in He Mao's house.

At this time, in front of the sliding door, another teenager was already standing there, and a shrine maiden was kneeling on the floor, about to open the door.

At this time, listening to the sound of Huang coming, the young man suddenly turned around.

The breeze blew, and in the woods, in front of the wooden hall, the eyes of the two teenagers were just right.

Huang's brow furrowed, because the boy in front of him, who was about his age, felt extremely uncomfortable.

With a pale face, narrow eyes, and a flat nose, the boy felt like a snake, the same cold, the same ruthless. Especially when he squinted his eyes and looked at people, it was really like a giant python that wanted to choose people and devour, which made people's cold hairs stand up, at least the witch standing in front of Huang seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously took a step back, and the body of the witch kneeling opposite her was also a little trembling, obviously not very comfortable.

It's just that the young man didn't have much to do, just frowned slightly, and then his face suddenly appeared, and after looking at Huang and smiling meaningfully, he turned around and opened the door, and there was no need to pass it on, so he walked in by himself.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Huang's pupils shrank slightly, and an extremely bad feeling surged into his heart.

He is not afraid, he was also experienced in a hundred battles in his previous life, so it is naturally impossible to be afraid of a little ghost of this age, even if the other party's cultivation at this time is stronger than him.

The reason for his uneasiness was the feeling he had just had, the feeling of great familiarity and disgust—I hope it wasn't what he had guessed, otherwise it would have been really troublesome this time!