Twelve followed four women.

The women couldn't find the way they came, only a general direction, so they overcame all the thorns and thorns. Strange to say, Twelve can be regarded as cultivating, and it stands to reason that as soon as you cut it down, these plants will break in an instant. But it didn't, and on several occasions, Twelve only cut a little bit of bark.

Black Mist laughed.

"The little worm has met the elephant, the plants here are all extraordinary and spiritual, with your mortal body, these branches are only harder than fine iron. ”

Is it harder than fine iron?Twelve looked at the knife given by the woman in his hand, is this made of materials that are stronger than fine iron?

"Little brother, are you left-handed?" the chubby boy saw Twelve, his left hand constantly chopping branches, and the other hand hanging casually, which was really strange.

"Ah, yes. Twelve's left hand touched his head. At the same time, he said to the black fog, you should move.

"I'm annoyed, why did I fail to take it, it's impossible. Ay. With a long sigh, Black Mist was helpless and regretful. A hand, a strand of hair, it doesn't seem to make much difference, there is no initiative. It's not right, one hand can still be used.

In the end, Black Mist and Twelve negotiated a condition. In the future, Twelve will follow the black fog, of course, the premise is around the lot that Grandpa Twelve said, and the black fog can't expose himself. As for the path of cultivation, Hei Wu didn't speak, and Twelve wouldn't ask, so he completed his grandfather's entrustment and went back to his grandfather to ask for advice.

The so-called camp is actually only about a dozen people.

The appearance of Twelve silenced everyone.

"Sure enough, I knew that people from other branches would also come and intervene. A young man in his early twenties said.

"That's enough, Fu Wei. The child may not have known about it. Said the woman who had come back with Twelve.

"Hmph, this area of the Burial Sword Land has been taken down by my Fu family, except for the branches, who else will have news. "The young man named Fu Wei has bad intentions.

"Little doll, tell me straight, do you want to see the true face of Miss too?" Fu Wei asked Twelve.

"What Miss?" Twelve didn't know what to do, I was just passing by. He was tempted to say that.

"Don't pretend to be unaware with me, you side children, that one doesn't want to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix. What's more, if Sister Linglong is really as rumored, she looks like a fairy, and the opportunity to get close to her is particularly precious. ”

Forehead......

Twelve suddenly felt that this man was too narcissistic, and he didn't know what was going on at all.

"Yes, it is my greatest wish to be lucky enough to see Miss's face. Twelve chimed in.

"Hmph, I hope you're doing it yourself. Fu Wei looked extremely unhappy.

Then, Twelve was pulled aside by the woman. The woman explained.

It turned out that during this time period, this group of sword mountain ranges was wrapped down by the Fu family as a place of testing. And these young people in their early twenties, the task is to take these young children of the family to train in the Qunjian Mountain Range. The team that persevered to the end could walk with Fu Jia Tianjiao and enter the final trial ground.

"Little brother, I forgot to ask you, are you also a member of the Fu family?" the woman asked.

"No, I just happened by. Twelve replied.

"And what's your name?"

"Twelve, twelfth in the family. Twelve replied. He suddenly realized that he should have a surname, and when he asked his grandfather several times, his grandfather laughed and said nothing. Regarding the surname, his grandfather meant to let him find it himself.

"Hehe, do you know what the most powerful surname in the world is?"

"The most powerful last name?" Twelve curious.

"There is a legend beyond the distant galaxy that there is a hidden city corresponding to the most glorious earth eighteen cities in the world - the eighteen cities of heaven, there is a heavenly emperor in the city who is not dead, and it is said that the surname of the heavenly emperor is king. Black Mist said.

"Jun XII. "Twelve muttered to himself, thinking it was barely good.

"However, since you use this surname, there will be corresponding cause and effect, you will become the target of all the heroes in the world, and if you are not strong enough, you will die a miserable death. The Black Mist continued, observing Twelve and seeing that he was unmoved.

"Jun Twelve, it's not bad, this surname is barely used first, and when I find my biological father and mother, I will change it. "Twelve.

"Sister, my surname is Jun, the king's king, if you don't dislike it, just call me twelve. Twelve smiled widely.

"Jun Twelve, this surname is really rare. The woman said.

In the distance, several groups of people slowly returned.

When the woman saw the comer, she immediately frowned, and the gentleman also came.

"Fu Wei, you're pretty fast. Yo, who is this little beggar, the rubbish of the side?"

Twelve were angry when they heard this.