The canopy was covered by dark clouds.

Snowflakes fall like goose feathers.

On the outskirts of Huojiao City, in a pavilion.

"I'm finally reborn!?"

Xia Hao rubbed his eyebrows, and Huo Ran opened his eyes.

The cold wind that was wrapped in snow and ice particles blew in his face, and he became sober in an instant.

He is the emperor of the Eight Cold Hells!

Now, back from hell, he has been reborn.

A hundred years ago, Xia Hao was killed and fell, and his soul returned to Huangquan.

From a wandering yin to a yin ...... Growing into the king of the Yin Marquis who is in charge of one side, although Xia Hao's soul fell into the Yellow Spring, he never resigned himself to sinking and degenerating, but rose all the way and started another magnificent journey in the underworld.

Ultimately.

It is also the Eight Cold Hell that is unified and separated, and has become the emperor who controls and enslaves hundreds of millions of Yin Souls!

However, the more you are in a high position.

The more Xia Hao realized how deep the gap between the two worlds of Yin and Yang was.

How insurmountable!

Those so-called ghost cultivators, enslaved ghosts, refining souls into banners, seem to be mysterious and unpredictable.

Actually

It's just in the reincarnation of the avenue, picking up the debris and residue.

It's just a trivial trick.

And the fall of the predecessor has also become Xia Hao's eternal regret when he ascended to the top of the avenue.

People and ghosts have different paths, and as yin things, they have been engraved with the brand of "depravity" by the way of heaven, and the coffin is conclusive. The road to the avenue was also cut off with a knife from the moment of death.

But Xia Hao was unwilling!

I don't want to stop there, I can only live in the Nine Netherworlds for the rest of my life, and I can't see the light of day!

Finally, after decades of planning and countless dangers and tribulations, he captured a seed of reincarnation.

With this reincarnation seed, Xia Hao reversed time and space and was reborn back to a hundred years ago!

Cough, cough, cough, cough.

The ice and snow were cold, Xia Hao wrapped his clothes and couldn't help coughing lightly.

At this moment, he was pale, wrapped in a thick coat, and sat in a wheelchair, revealing sickness and weakness. It's like a candle flame that is like a gossamer, as if it will be blown out by the wind anytime and anywhere.

Now is the time when he is badly injured and seeks medical treatment.

dantian crushing,

The meridians are broken,

Loss of vital essence and blood......

What Xia Hao suffered was not an ordinary injury.

According to the trajectory of the development of events in his previous life, Xia Hao was finally seriously injured, and he was reduced from the pride of the sky to a wasted person, and died in endless regret and unwillingness.

Now, all of it,

will all be different with Xia Hao's rebirth.

All the regrets and unwillingness of past lives,

and the ridicule and humiliation that have been suffered......

will also return with Xia Hao as the Eight Cold Prison Emperors, one by one, all of them will be returned!

"Divine Doctor Xue, as long as you are willing to treat Hao'er, no matter what the conditions, I will agree! Even if you want me to go up to Dao Mountain and enter the sea of fire, Xia will never frown!"

A deep, yet tired, voice sounded at this moment.

Xia Hao looked at it, outside the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, a tall figure stood in the wind and snow, and said loudly towards the mountain.

This mountain peak is called Yuntuo Mountain.

It is the famous doctor of Huojiao City, the mountain residence of Xue Qinghe.

The tall figure standing in the wind and snow is a middle-aged man, wearing a black robe and a black robe, with a tall body and an admirable demeanor.

This is one of the three major families in Huojiao City, Xia Chongshan, the head of the Xia family.

is also Xia Hao's father.

"Father's ......"

A hundred years apart, looking at this strange but extremely familiar figure, Xia Hao's heart was agitated, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but be warm, and a drop of hot tears filled his eyes.

The cold wind blows the sideburns of Xia Chongshan.

In the hair, there is already frost white!

In order to cure Xia Hao's illness, Xia Chongshan paid too much!

Young Xia Hao, at a very early age, showed an amazing cultivation talent, rising like a star, dazzling. There are many adventures, and before the age of twenty, Xiuwei climbed to the ninefold peak of the Dandian Realm and became the first person under the real person of the Huang Sword Star!

The cultivation realm has a casting body, a red bone, a gang blood, a Xuan vein, a Dan Palace, and a soul baby...... and other great realms. Each great realm is divided into nine stages.

In the Huangjian Star, the highest realm known at present is the Soul Infant Realm, also known as the True Person.

And Xia Hao, who is about twenty years old, is only a line away from the real person, so young, his cultivation has reached such a state, how high-spirited, amazing, and beyond his reach.

In this world, we don't pay attention to seniority, but only respect strength.

Some people have lived for hundreds of years, but they are mediocre, and they will not be able to cross the realm of Gangxue for the rest of their lives. And some people, with outstanding talents, condensed the Xuan veins at a young age, and even became a powerhouse in the Dandian Realm.

At that time, Xia Hao was the most amazing existence among the younger generation of Huang Jianxing, and many of the older generation who had been famous for many years, when they saw him, they had to respectfully call him "Master" and "Ancestor" to show respect.

Not only that, Xia Hao was even listed on the star list and obtained the qualification to set foot on the Nebula Road.

It's a pity that just when everyone thought that Xia Hao was stepping on the Nebula Road and making steady progress, he would have a chance to win a place in the main star.

He was knocked down from the Nebula Road and fell back to the earth.

The dantian is broken, the meridians are broken, the whole body is lost, and even life is not guaranteed!

"Hmph, Xia Hao's injury, even if he saves his life, from now on, he can only be a waste. ”

A cold snort came from the mountain.

I saw a man in Tsing Yi, who came with his hands in his hands, appeared on the mountain road, looked down at Xia Chongshan condescendingly, and said.

This person is Xue Qinghe, who is known as the first medical saint in Huojiao City.

Xia Chongshan waited in the wind and snow for three days and three nights, and finally waited for the famous doctor to show up.

Xia Chongshan bowed his body, lowered his posture, and said, "As long as Hao'er lives, it's enough." ”

Xue Qinghe's eyes were indifferent, "You just said that as long as I am willing to treat Xia Hao, you are willing to agree to any conditions?"

"Yes, but please ask Doctor Xue to command. Xia Chongshan said.

"Okay, then you kneel down and beg me, and I'll think about it seriously. ”

Xue Qinghe's tone was indifferent, and there was a hint of indifference.

He actually asked Xia Chongshan to kneel down and beg him, so he was willing to think about whether to save Xia Hao.

"This bastard, narrow-minded villain, he's trying to take revenge!"

In the pavilion, the guards standing behind Xia Hao had already gritted their teeth when they heard this, and clenched their fists fiercely, extremely resentful.

Xue Qinghe, although he is a famous doctor, his character is not very good. Once, Xia Hao was full of spirits, and the status of their family also rose, and many people came to admire it.

Xue Qinghe is also one of them.

He visited the Xia family many times, but Xia Chongshan was an upright person, and his attitude towards this utilitarian Xue Shenyi was always lukewarm and did not show too much enthusiasm.

And these "cold receptions", one by one, one by one, I am afraid that they have all been deeply remembered by Xue Qinghe.

Xia Chongshan waited in the wind and snow for three days and three nights?

Inadequate.

Bow down and plead, lower your posture?

It's not enough.

Kneel down first, pitifully begging,

before I think about it.

Xue Qinghe, this is to trample Xia Chongshan's face and dignity on the soles of his feet, ruthlessly humiliating.

In the pavilion.

Xia Hao pressed his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, his eyes turned to Xue Qinghe, and his eyes were ......

It's all cold.