The Far North is the northernmost realm of the Great Wilderness World, where the weather is cold, there is no grass, and there is no human figure for thousands of miles......

In this extreme north, heaven and earth meet, and they are all white.

The cold wind is like a knife, freezing into the bones, and a knife slashes on the body, which is unbearable. It's just that in this desert, there is a young man who has been waiting here for nearly a hundred years.

At this point, he sat quietly cross-legged on the ground, facing north.

"It's been almost a hundred years, why hasn't the Holy Son come out yet?" This young man was Fang Cunyu, he came as promised, but Yan Qing was not there.

However, when the aurora descended and the shrine was born, it shocked the entire Great Wilderness World and attracted countless strong people to come. However, more than half of the powerhouses fell in the aurora and the shrine and never came out again.

Moreover, the aurora and the shrine had disappeared before Yijiazi.

Although it has been almost a hundred years, he is sure that Yan Qing will never die, he wants to follow Yan Qing, be Yan Qing's follower, and follow Yan Qing's footsteps to glory.

"Is he really dead?"

Fang Cunyu waited for almost a hundred years, and he was also a little suspicious, maybe Yan Qing really died inside.

In the past hundred years, the Fang family came twice, but they were defeated by his stubbornness. However, the Fang family gave him a time, a hundred years, and when Yan Qing hadn't come out after a hundred years, the Fang family would forcibly take him back.

Moreover, in the past nearly a hundred years, he had cultivated to the demigod realm.

"I've been waiting here for nearly a hundred years, and it's not without gains, and after a while, I should be able to condense the aura of Shen Yun......"

Fang Cunyu said a little happily, and his foundation was polished very well, far beyond ordinary geniuses. Although in the past hundred years, he has wanted to go north countless times, but he has been forced back again and again.

So he had to wait here.

As time passed, an old man in Xuanfu appeared, it was the seventeenth duke of Fang Cunyu, the city lord of Juque City.

When Fang Cunyu saw Fang Buer appear, his face couldn't help but become bitter, and he said, "Seventeen duke, didn't the family say that it would be a hundred years, and now there are still ten years left." ”

"Hmph, does that make a difference?"

Fang Buer said angrily, I don't know if Fang Cunyu's brain is caught by the door, he has to follow that Yan Qing to death, with his current cultivation, it is almost the same to let others follow him.

Moreover, with the past ninety years, he has cultivated from the Fish Transformation Realm to the Demigod Realm, and he is even about to condense the aura of Shen Yun, and there are few people who can compare this kind of talent.

Moreover, in the past few decades, the Fang family had hardly given any help, relying on himself to cultivate to the point of demigod realm.

"It doesn't make a difference, it's been ten years. Fang Cunyu said with a sad face.

"This time, I have to go back with the old man no matter what, if you don't go back, do you want to be broken by the patriarch?" Fang Buer drank, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

"Is he willing to fight?" Fang Cunyu said.

"Hmph, what's the reluctance, go home. ”

Fang Buji said, at this time he looked up at the north, when the Aurora Divine Palace was born, the Fang family also went to a few people, but all of them didn't come out, and they all died inside.

"If you don't go back, you won't go back if you die. Fang Cunyu shouted stubbornly.

"What's so good about that Yan Qing? It's almost a hundred years, and he doesn't even have a list of heroes, he's either dead, or he hasn't grown at all, and such a person is also worth following you?

If the person Fang Cunyu followed was a peerless genius in the top ten on the list, he would have nothing to say, and even raise his hand to support. However, that Yan Qing didn't even make the list, but he Fang Cunyu was a genius who had the ability to be on the list.

It's a shame to let a genius who has the ability to be on the list of people follow a person who can't be on the list.

"Uh......"

Fang Cunyu was also puzzled, why Yan Qing didn't have a name on the list.

It stands to reason that he should have been on it a long time ago, but he has not been named on the list of heroes until now, is he dead?

"Don't have anything to say?"

Fang Buer looked at Fang Cunyu, who was speechless, and then said: "I think he is already dead, only you fool will wait stupidly, do you know how many people in the family are laughing at you now, laughing at you for being an idiot, a bastard, a fool......

"Not really. ”

Fang Cunyu asked dumbfounded.

"What's not, do you want to go home and listen to it, and see if what I said is true or false?" Fang Buji scolded, and everything he said was true.

"How can they be like this, besides, in the past ninety years, I have also cultivated to the demigod, where are I like an idiot......" Fang Cunyu argued.

At this time, Fang Fuji twisted his head to the side, with an expression that you are really an idiot.

"Are you going back?"

After a while, Fang Buji asked.

"No, you said a hundred years, but now there are still ten years left. Fang Cunyu muttered unhappily in his heart.

"Not coming back?"

Fang Buer's eyes widened, looking like if you don't go back, I'll arrest you back.

"Seventeen Gong, you don't seem to have condensed the aura of Shen Yun yet, right?" Fang Cunyu said suddenly.

Fang Buer was stunned for a moment, then glared at me and said, "Do you still want to make a move on my old man?" Tsk, you have cultivated to the demigod realm, and now that your wings are hard, you dare to make a move against the Seventeenth Duke.

"Seventeen males, fists and feet have no eyes. ”

Fang Cunyu immediately took a few steps back and put on a fighting appearance.

"Bastard, do you really think that if you have cultivated to a demigod, you will be the opponent of the old man? If the old man doesn't teach you a lesson today, he won't be your seventeenth prince......"

Fang Buji said in annoyance, then pulled out a black leather whip and swung it towards the space a few times, making a crisp crackling sound.

"Seventeen Gong, are you really here?" asked Fang Cunyu as he pointed to the leather whip.

"Is there a fake? At this time, Fang Buji waved the leather whip and struck it, and the leather whip swept towards Fang Cun rain like a long dragon, exuding a strong aura.

However, Fang Cunyu did not catch up, and then ran towards the north.

"Run, see where you can run. ”

Fang Buji brandished a leather whip to catch up, and his speed was not slow.

"Seventeen duke, what you say doesn't count, it's a hundred years to say it's good, but now it's still ten years away, and if you don't have time, you won't go back if you die. Fang Cunyu shouted as he ran.

"Hey......

Fang Buerna chased after him with a leather whip.

On the Gobi Desert in the far north, the two fled and chased each other, and the speed was extremely fast, and from time to time there were a few screams and laughter.

"Really?" roared an old voice.

"No return?" replied in a stubborn voice.

"Kill you!" said the old man, with exasperation.

"Kill and don't go back!" said stubbornly with excitement.

"Bastard!" roared the old man.

"Ahh

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