The sky is getting brighter, and the sun is rising.

The blazing sun shines through the ancient trees, dappled and shining in the jungle. There will be two bears, shining like ghosts.

In the sky, Hongjun and Yaochi stood on the cloud bed, hidden in the void. They were dressed in snow-white palace clothes, and from a distance, they looked like twin sisters.

Three hundred years later, Yaochi is no longer the girl she was back then. Her delicate little face is a little more sexy and charming, and her figure is concave and convex, which is much more reckless than her Hongjun. Yaochi held a sleeping baby in his arms, looked at Hongjun reluctantly and said, "Master, do we really hand over Shaohao's younger brother to them for adoption?"

Yao Chi said, holding the baby in her arms tighter. Her jade face showed a little pleading, and she was reluctant to send Shaohao to the Flying Bear Tribe for adoption.

"He is about to wake up completely, and it is not appropriate to leave him in Zixiao Palace. Hongjun completely ignored Yaochi's plea and said flatly.

Li Junhao is about to absorb his own spiritual experience and wake up from his slumber. And Yaochi spoiled him too much, how could Hongjun rest assured that Li Junhao would be taken care of by Yaochi. His road is not destined to be smooth. He was born for the Terrans, and he owes the Terrans of this world too much.

When Yaochi heard Hongjun's words, Yinghong's small mouth muttered slightly, and although she was dissatisfied in her heart, she couldn't say anything.

"From today onwards, you will also leave Zixiao Palace, in the east of Tanggu is the vast East China Sea, on which there are three immortal islands, called Penglai, Abbot, and Yingzhou. In the future, these three immortal islands will be your dojo. Hongjun glanced at Yaochi, who was pouting, and shook his head helplessly in his heart, how similar his reincarnated body was to himself back then.

Now that Yao Chi has the cultivation of the peak of the Golden Immortal, coupled with the treasure given by herself, she has the power to protect herself even in the face of Da Luo, and now it is time for her to leave. The Chaos Demon Gods had already begun to act, and it was even more dangerous for them to follow them.

"Sir, me. Yao Chi's face froze, and an anxious look appeared on his face, and he spoke.

Since the day she woke up, only Hongjun and Li Junhao have been with her in this world. Now that both of them were about to leave her, she felt a little more panicked for a while.

"You want to become a queen of heaven, if you don't have some strength, how can you help him rule the world in the future. Hongjun reached out and touched Yaochi's hair, and said softly.

Yao Chi understood. Yao Chiyu's face was full of tangled looks, but when she saw Hongjun's serious face, she could only nod helplessly.

After three hundred years of getting along, Yao Chi knows Hongjun's strong character too well. As long as she is determined about something, no one can change it. Fortunately, this way he got closer to Shaohao's younger brother. After Yao Chi felt sad in his heart, he comforted himself.

"He's almost awake, send him down. Hongjun stared at the void with deep eyes, and said flatly.

His path can only go on his own, if he can't overcome even this little difficulty, how can he face huge problems outside this world in the future.

When Yao Chi heard this, his face was sad. She looked at the little baby in her arms in a daze, looked at his sweet smile, and was very reluctant in her heart. But when she looked back and saw Hongjun's calm face, she could only shake her teeth and send Li Junhao towards the two bears below.

It's a big deal that I often go to Shaohao's younger brother in the future, that's it. Yao Chi thought to herself, a smug smile appeared on her face.

"In the future, he will not remember the events of these three hundred years, and you will not go to him. Hongjun looked at Li Junhao, who had disappeared, in a daze, glanced back at the smug Yaochi, and said coldly.

For Yaochi's careful thoughts, Hongjun knew too well in her heart that if she didn't restrict her travel, she was afraid that she would be eager to move Sanxian Island to Tanggu.

When Yaochi heard Hongjun's words, her little face immediately collapsed, and her whole person looked listless.

In the jungle below.

Just as the two of them were anxiously waiting, a pale golden streamer came from the sky, and then landed steadily in front of several people.

When several people came back to their senses, there was already a small baby in front of them. He was wearing a cute red belly pocket embroidered with the word Yao, and his eyes were slightly closed, lying quietly in the void.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, the big man really sent this little bit. At least, it's not in vain that they've been waiting for 300 years. But before half an hour, Hou Liao and Hou Feng became worried.

They find themselves with a very tricky problem, this little guy is sent, but what is his name?

The two glanced at each other, showing a little embarrassment.

I don't know if Dao Ancestor was negligent and forgot about this matter. However, if you don't know the name, how should you call him, it's a big problem.

They rubbed their hands together in a hurry, and they were speechless, what could they do?

"It's better to call it Hou Yi. The Great Wizard pondered for a long time, and thought to himself. Since the big man didn't have any orders, it was better to give him a name yourself. As for the rest, we can only talk about it later, and the most important thing now is to place this little guy well.

Dao Ancestor's horror, although they didn't know much, but the vision of that day alone was enough to make them feel horrified.

After that, the two discussed for a while, and finally decided to hand over Hou Yi to the care of the great wizard Hou Feng. As the patriarch, Hou Liao is busy with affairs on weekdays, and his every move has attracted much attention. Although the Great Wizard has a high status and great power, he is a simple person, and he is more suitable for taking care of Hou Yi.

As for the flying bear, although he longed to take care of it himself, in order to be able to hug Dao Ancestor's thigh in the future. But it thought about its own abilities, and could only look at the two little things with envy, and sighed in its heart.

I don't know what the relationship between this little thing and Dao Ancestor Fei Xiong scratched his head and looked at Li Junhao's figure, full of curiosity in his heart.

Fifteen years later, the Flying Bear Tribe, the main hall was sacrificed.

The entire sacrificial hall is polished with fiery red stone, and it looks like a burning flame from a distance. The flames are raging, giving a scorching sensation.

As the residence of the great wizard Houfeng, the sacrificial hall enjoys a high status among the tribes, and it is very quiet on weekdays. Since Houfeng achieved the realm of legends, it has become a sacred place for the tribe, and only a small number of witches are eligible to go to the audience.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and the horizon was just a hazy patch.

In the backyard of the main hall of sacrifice.

A young man in a gray robe, staring at the slightly reddish east with his hands upright, his black and white eyes flashing with a depth that is not suitable for this age.

Li Junhao looked at the sky from afar, thinking of the information he had collected in the past fifteen years, and his heart was calm.

Fifteen years ago, when he woke up from the vast amount of information in his mind. I found myself in this tribe called the Flying Bear, and became a glorious sacrifice, and there was a new name, Hou Yi!

Today's era belongs to the beginning of the birth of the human race, and civilization is still in the embryonic stage. The current human race, without its own writing, is scattered all over the wilderness with tribes as tribes, relying on the primitive practice method of worshipping totems to strengthen itself.

Therefore, Wu has an extremely high status among the tribes. Clans that do not have a surname cannot be responsible.

In the case of the Flying Bear Tribe, there are 70 million people in the tribe, but only 5 million people are truly free, and the rest are slaves. Of these five million freemen, no more than 50,000 have surnames. And if you are qualified, there will only be a few hundred people who will have a surname in the future.

Li Junhao is still very satisfied with his current identity. As a great nobleman with a later surname, he was entitled to have four slaves of his own before reaching the age of sixteen.

However, Li Junhao, who has his own secrets, just chose a delicate slave girl to take care of his daily life. For the remaining three places, they were not used. For him, those three places will be of great use when he becomes an adult.

He wants to study carefully what is the difference between the human race in this era and the human race after thousands of years. What kind of effect will the cultivation method after the eons be determined?

Since I have come to this era, if I can't leave something, wouldn't it be a waste of a precious opportunity. And from the current point of view, the cultivation of the human race is too superficial, if it continues to develop naturally, if you want to have the level of the next generation, I don't know how many years, but I am afraid that at least it will be calculated by the Yuan Hui, right?

However, since I came. All of this will be changed in the future!

Li Junhao looked at the sky, and endless ambition rose in his heart.

"Hosts, it's time for a meal. At this moment, a delicate maid walked in from outside the courtyard.

She had a young face, she looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, she was less than five feet tall, petite and cute. The slightly bulging hill bag is covered with pale cyan wolf skin, and the snake waist is perfectly exposed to the air, and a knee-high group of animal skins is encircled on the lower body, revealing a pair of jade-like calves.

"Got it, Qingchan seems to be more beautiful. Li Junhao put away the thoughts in his heart, turned to look at the delicate little slave girl, and laughed.

Life is so lonely, and if you don't have fun for yourself, wouldn't you be depressed to death. And as a teenager who has lived in the sacrificial hall for a long time, the only entertainment seems to be only to molesting the little slave girl?

"Master, don't keep the Great Wizard waiting. Qingchan heard Li Junhao's teasing, her pretty face showed a touch of crimson, and she lowered her head and said in a voice like a mosquito.

For her fate, Qingchan has long been mentally prepared. As a slave girl who is a master, the only way out is to gain the favor of her master, otherwise once she is abandoned by her master, it will inevitably be even more miserable. And being able to become a slave girl of a great nobleman is much better than being a slave girl of ordinary people, isn't it?

Qingchan comforted herself in her heart, and glanced at Li Junhao secretly complainingly, but why didn't the master touch herself?

Qingchan thought of the naked conversation of the other female slaves, and a feeling of shame rose inexplicably in her heart. (To be continued.) )