Cloud Mountain Villa, built on the 'East Lan Mountain', the East Lan Mountain is more than 3,000 meters high, which is also considered a high mountain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, Qin Yu is eight years old, and he is also a lot taller, and there is a wise light flashing in his eyes from time to time, but there is a faint melancholy in the depths of his eyes, at this moment Qin Yu is walking alone on the mountain road, and there is a black eagle on his shoulder.

"Xiao Hei, it's been two years, and my father has only come to see me once in two years." Qin Yu bit his lip and said to the young eagle on his shoulder.

This young eagle was discovered by Qin Yu when he visited Donglan Mountain a year ago, so he took this young eagle with him, accompanied by the young eagle, Qin Yu will not be too lonely, he is often accompanied by his father before the age of six, and after the age of six for two years, he has only seen his father once.

The black eagle flapped his wings and stroked Qin Yu's immature face, and Qin Yu suddenly smiled.

After walking for a while, Qin Yu suddenly saw a pregnant woman walking with difficulty carrying broken wood in front of him, and immediately said to Black Eagle: "Xiao Hei, shall we go and help this aunt?" ”

……

Distance.

A figure looked in this direction.

Lin Hao was able to find that there were three masters hidden in the shadows, of course, this so-called master was nothing in Lin Hao's eyes.

Qin Yu is the protagonist of this world, the third son of a prince.

This third son was born unable to cultivate internal strength, and in order to get his father's attention and attention, the child resolutely chose to cultivate the painful and difficult external strength.

Under the scorching sun, the child gritted his teeth and ran on the mountain road, tired and tired, he would not give up. Falling, breaking his knee, he will get up again, his eyes forever fixed on the front.

In the iron pot, there is only white sand, and children keep shoveling into the depths of the white sand with their hands. Ten fingers connected to his heart, his heart trembled in pain, but he still insisted, even if his hand was broken and bleeding, he would not stop at all, and there was a firm persistence in the depths of his eyes.

No matter how hot or cold it is, no matter whether it is sunny or rainy, this child will never stop, he will always try, just for the simple needs of his heart - his father's attention.

Spring goes to autumn, time flies, and this child has grown up...... Turned into a young man.

At this moment, this young man's palm was enough to smash the huge bluestone, and one claw could easily crush the boulder into powder. When it moves, the speed is much faster than that of the cunning rabbit, and one pair of hands can tear the fierce bear and tiger alive.

However...... What really changed his fate was a mysterious spar turned into a meteor - Meteor Tears.

This meteor tear was integrated into the body of the young man unconsciously, and the young man also transformed like a butterfly through a cocoon...... And with that, everything changed.

His father, too, finally knew that he had never really poured his heart into the amazing strength of his son......

Lin Hao recalled the plot and looked at the little guy in front of him, who was walking towards the small village with firewood on his back.

Lin Hao just perfused slightly, and then disappeared.

There are not many valuable treasures in the mortal world, even the nine swords are not enough, only the things in the immortal world can make him move a thought.

Moreover, his identity cannot be revealed now, if Lin Meng discovers that a magical pawnshop has appeared in his universe......

Of course, Lin Hao can enter the pawnshop, even Lin Meng can't be ineffective against him, but in this way, he will become a turtle with a shrunken head.

Moreover, he has the merits of the famine, so he doesn't need to be too anxious.

The Qin Yu in front of him made Lin Hao feel deeply, thinking that at the beginning, he was also a kind, diligent, extremely pure and selfless good boy, which made Lin Hao see his shadow in Qin Yu.

Ahem, although these words are a bit shameless, Lin Hao thinks that he is extremely good.

Lin Hao walked down the Cloud Misty Mountain Villa and headed towards the capital.

The streets were extremely lively, with countless people surging with people.

It's just that in front of a mansion in the capital, it can be said that no one dares to approach within three zhang, and it is the mansion of Qin De, the 'King of Zhendong' who controls the three counties of the Eastern Regions.

The Zhendong Wang's Mansion covers an extremely wide area, the main gate is greatly open day and night, and the main entrance of the mansion is extremely wide, enough for six or seven people to enter in parallel.

On both sides of the gate stood two brave men about two meters tall, these two big men were like rock carvings, their indifferent eyes scanned the passing crowd, and the huge blood-red war knife was hanging on the broad tiger's back. The blood-red sword looked like it was one and a half meters long.

It's daunting.

But Lin Hao just glanced at it and didn't take it to heart, although the level of the Star Transformation Plane is extremely high, and the strongest existence has reached the Heavenly Dao Realm, there are still ordinary people, there are still civilians, and the place where Lin Hao is at the moment belongs to the place with the lowest strength.

Well?

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly saw Feng Yuzi and Qin De walking out of the mansion.

Lin Hao stood in the distance and watched, and sure enough, as the king of Zhendong, he was extremely majestic.

However, Qin De stopped standing at the gate, as if waiting for someone to return.

Lin Hao's divine sense was agitated, and he soon found that hundreds of soldiers riding tigers were rushing towards him, and the ones in front belonged to Qin De's two sons.

Qin Zheng and Qin Feng.

Lin Hao touched his chin, suddenly became interested, and came outside the Zhendong Palace.

Well?

Feng Yuzi and Qin De squinted their eyes, and the big man standing at the door was about to drive away, but was stopped by Qin De.

There are also people in this Yanjing City who dare to make trouble outside the Qin Palace?

Many people also looked at it strangely.

Lin Hao didn't care about these eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a stone fell to the ground.

Then, a stool and table also waved, and there was a banner on either side.

Feng Yuzi's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly whispered in Qin De's ear and said, "Lord Wang, he is an immortal cultivator!" ”

Even Feng Yuzi doesn't have this kind of ability!

Qin De nodded slightly, although his strength had not yet reached the innate perfection, he also saw a little bit of the situation.

"Don't act rashly, see what he's going to do."

Lin Hao put on a posture and sat on the stool.

The banners on both sides roughly mean that if someone can lift the boulder in front of them, they will tell fortunes for free, and if they can't lift it, they will hang it with ten thousand dollars.

Well, someone actually set up a fortune-telling stall outside the Zhendong Palace?

Is this man looking for death?

Many people looked at Lin Hao in shock, but it was a little strange to suddenly see that Qin De did not make any movement.

Lin Hao closed his eyes, he was just suddenly interested, and he didn't have any other purpose.

Stomp stomp.

Accompanied by the wind and snow, the sound of tiger hooves sounded loudly.

One by one, the figures soon fell outside the Zhendong Palace.

"Father."

"Father."

Qin De nodded slightly, but his gaze kept falling on Lin Hao's body.

Obviously, Qin Feng and Qin Zheng also noticed the fortune-telling stall outside the Zhendong Palace, what was going on?