Volume 4 Five-Colored Supreme Chapter 379 Conditions! (Fourth Update)

When Meng Hao woke up, what he saw was a back.

It was a beautiful figure, with graceful curves outlining the beautiful fragrant shoulders, and down the trend, the depression at the waist and the roundness that suddenly flared up.

Wearing a flesh-colored shirt, Meng Hao almost ignored this shirt when he first saw it.

With his hair shawl, there was a youthful breath in his beauty, which made Meng Hao feel that the gray sky seemed to have become beautiful at this moment.

The beautiful figure, Meng Hao didn't like to look at it, but as a monk, the first time he opened his eyes, what he paid attention to was not the beautiful back, but the surroundings where his spiritual sense was scattered, and all the items on his body were the same as before he fell unconscious, and no one moved.

There is a ruin all around, you can recognize that this is still the Holy Snow City, but you can't see the city, all you see are some broken pieces, but this place is very strange, there are some silver lights shining on the ground, forming a formation, but at this moment this formation seems to be still open, not completely opened.

It was quiet, except for the crackling sound of the campfires burning around it.

Of the four elders of the Hanxue family, only two of them were sitting cross-legged not far away, and around them, there were only more than a hundred monks, one by one meditating with exhaustion.

Among these people, most of them were members of the Hanxue family, as for the Motu Cultivators, there were only a dozen or so people, Meng Hao remembered the glance he saw at the earth before he fell unconscious, and he saw more than three hundred people.

The other two elders of the Hanxue family were looking at the formation intently, whispering something to each other, with some anxiety in their expressions, and looking at the sky from time to time.

At the first time Meng Hao woke up. Immediately here the four Yuanying elders. Raised his head violently. Qi Qi looked at Meng Hao, their actions immediately attracted the attention of the other monks around, and as everyone opened their eyes, when all eyes fell on Meng Hao, the owner of that beautiful back, Han Xueshan, also woke up from meditation. When he turned around, he saw Meng Hao's eyes.

Han Xueshan's eyes showed a touch of surprise, and it was even more strange, it was the gaze of the girl Huaichun, which was a kind of worship of the strong.

Meng Hao took a deep breath and sat up slowly, Han Xueshan walked over quickly and held Meng Hao's arm, even if Meng Hao felt that he was just a little out of strength at the moment. Ke Xiuwei is still there, but he saw Han Xueshan's movements. He couldn't bear to refuse.

He could see the haggard in Han Xueshan's expression, which included the destruction of the city, the decline of the family, the confusion about the future, the helplessness of life, and then the worry about himself.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible at the moment when Meng Hao woke up, only this worry disappeared, and the others were still there.

"Thank you Master Meng for making a move, this kindness to my Hanxue family, I will never forget it from generation to generation!" The Great Elder stood up, walked in front of Meng Hao, and after taking a deep look at Meng Hao, he clasped his fists and bowed.

Beside him, the second elder, the old lady and the fourth elder, each of them were injured, but they all clenched their fists and bowed deeply to Meng Hao.

Not only them, but all the monks here all got up and bowed to Meng Hao at this moment.

The scenes before Meng Hao fell into a coma had been deeply imprinted in their hearts, without Meng Hao, they would have died long ago, and without Meng Hao, this place would have become a sea of blood.

Meng Hao alone saved the Hanxue family and all their monks.

This worship, they worship sincerely!

Meng Hao nodded slightly, he didn't say anything, he should accept the worship of these people, too many words will seem hypocritical, at this moment, when his eyes swept over everyone, Meng Hao slowly spoke.

"How many days have I been in a coma?"

"You were in a coma for seven days. It was not these monks here who answered Meng Hao, but a vicissitudes of life voice from behind him, and at the moment when the voice came, the surrounding monks looked more respectful.

Meng Hao's heart was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw an old man coming from the ruins behind him with more than a dozen Hanxue clansmen.

"Senior ......" Meng Hao recognized at a glance, this person was the sixth generation ancestor of the Hanxue family, the spiritual monk Han Xuefeng, he was shocked in his heart, the appearance of the other party made Meng Hao a little surprised, according to reason, he should have fallen.

"I dispersed my strength, no longer forced to break through, no longer maintained the spirit slashing, when you absorbed the inheritance, I sucked away the vitality in the thorns, in exchange for ten years of longevity.

Ten years later, I will fall. The old man opened his mouth lightly, as if he saw Meng Hao's doubts, and walked to Meng Hao's side, the people of the Hanxue family, including the four elders, all looked sad and very respectful.

"You're good. Han Xuefeng sat in front of Meng Hao, staring at Meng Hao, with a kind smile on his old face.

"The person who can absorb the inheritance of my clan for six generations, looking at the southern sky, maybe in the realm of Yudan, you are the only one. ”

Meng Hao was grateful in his heart, he had already understood at this moment that the other party really had no intention of giving up, and the previous creation was indeed a great opportunity.

Just as he was about to speak, Han Xuefeng shook his head, blocked Meng Hao's words, looked at Meng Hao seriously, and slowly spoke.

"Join my Hanxue family, the old man is in charge, and I will promise Xueshan to you as a Taoist companion. ”

Meng Hao was stunned for a moment, and Han Xueshan's beautiful pretty face next to him instantly turned red, and he lowered his head, full of shyness.

"She is just one of your Taoist companions, don't worry, the old man will not interfere with your emotional life, become a member of my Hanxue family, you are the ancestor of this generation!"

"I won't let you join in vain, the old man will give you the three major creations!"

"Although the old man has scattered his skills, he is no longer a soul slasher, but his sense is still there, with me to help you, within five hundred years, I am eighty percent sure that you can step into the spirit slashing! This is the first creation that the old man gave you!"

"I have a cold and snow vein, there is a great dragon secret method, beyond the method you have obtained before, and it is also taught to you, and after that, all the beasts in the world are dormant in front of you, this is the second creation!"

"Three, the Hanxue family is lonely now, but Dao Yun is still there, and now this place can't be stayed, I will go to the Southern Regions later, the old man and the Southern Regions Ziyun Sect Dan Ghost Master had an old old life, and the family was relocated and merged into the first peak of the Ziyun Sect.

You go to the Southern Regions with the old man from Motu, with the old man's affection, you will definitely be able to exchange for the full cultivation of the Dan Ghost Master, I heard before that your Dan Dao is good, the old man speaks, and the Dan Ghost Daoist friends will still give some face and accept you as a disciple. ”

The sound of the cold snow storm echoed and fell into Meng Hao's ears, Meng Hao was silent, and he was smiling bitterly in his heart, the conditions given by the other party, except for the spirit slashing perception, were not attractive, even if the Si Long secret method was strong, it was not as good as the three secret techniques that Meng Hao had mastered now, and the most popular Dan Ghost Master disciple, for Meng Hao, this was not a matter of attraction, but even now, Meng Hao had left the Ziyun Sect, but he still regarded the Dan Ghost Master as his own master.

The three buckles of the year's worship of the teacher, that worship, is a lifetime-

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