At the beginning, Lu Chun thought that Wei Zhengxiang was going to say that he was not in the city's home, and he didn't think too much. After all, he knew it, but when he involved inheritance, he often exposed the nature of people's desire, so

Relatives are also commonplace.

At present, the large city owner is placed here. The three princes have not argued that the blood flow is somewhat unreasonable. Even some gaps are in the understanding category.

It was just that when Lu Chun learned from Wei Zhengxiang's mouth, the truth in his heart was unable to calm down for a long time. He could not think that these ordinary people who were not ordinary can even put the degree of life and death at a critical moment.

Give a baby who was still in the same time.

In recent years, in order to hide this feeling, they can only choose to suffer the suffering of their loved ones alone. They have never let the three sons know any truth.

"Is there any way to break the situation?" Lu Chun now has a righteousness, and he wants to hurt people's lives. It is nothing more than a traitor. As long as you are cautious, you can avoid harm.

"Well ..." Wei Zhengxiang sighed, "Senior, I naturally asked the same questions, but the latter only said that destiny is difficult to violate, everything can only be done!

The consequences that cannot be predicted ... "

"Will there be such a thing?" Lu Chun heard his eyebrows tightly, and his punch was clenched tightly.

On that day he heard from Wusu Cave that Yuhuzong was destroyed. What he wanted to go back and stepped up to prevent prevention. But if the annihilation of the jade pot sect has become a fixed number, then he will involve this kind of destiny without authorization.

Self -measurement?

In particular, the rush of Mingyuan's ancestors, and the tragic disasters of Beifeng suddenly ... even more made him feel that these things that were big and small in the past were the omen of Yuhuzong, completely disrupted his original plan.

"I just hope that when the three sons in the future are in danger, they can get the help of their predecessors ... At that time ... What about the predecessors?" Wei Zhengxiang walked while thinking, but turned to see the person around him disappeared, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Lu Chun's face was different, Wei Zhengxiang hurriedly got close.

"It's okay ... I just think of some leisure ..." Lu Chun waved his hand to signal Wei Zhengxiang not to care.

"No, our Yuhuzong seemed to be destroyed, and now I am all difficult to protect, I can't help you!"

Whether it is the big son of yesterday, the second son, or Wei Zhengxiang today, as long as they mention the matter, the eyes are full of expectations. So this cruel words Lu Chun can not say

I sighed: "Where is the third son, you take me first ..."

"Well! Wow ..." Before Wei Zhengxiang replied, there was a noise noise from a sudden noise.

Wei Zhengxiang smiled embarrassed: "Senior ... the third son is there ..." He said, he accelerated his footsteps, and he rushed over to the noise.

"Three sons, are you okay?" The two opened the door and passed through the hall all the way to the backyard. Entering the eyes was a piece of wood, and in this wood, a teenager was lying down.

The appearance of the teenager is not similar to the second son of the big son, but his eyes have a clearness that ordinary people do not have. It makes people feel that he is full of aura.

"Uncle Xiang? Why are you here? Ouch..." The young man's voice was extremely surprised when he saw Wei Zhengxiang's arrival. Only when he jumped up, his feet stumbled, and he cried out in pain and sat back down, clutching his ankles.

Wei Zhengxiang took three steps at a time and came closer. He checked carefully and then breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just a slight sprain. Third Young Master, please get up and try to move..."

The third young master stood up and stamped his feet, and then he was quite surprised: "Uncle Xiang, your technique is so miraculous, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Hahaha... In the past, when we went out to fight, minor injuries and pains like this were unavoidable. Over time, we have developed countermeasures. If the Third Young Master wants to learn, I can teach it to you..."

"Sigh...Uncle Xiang, you also know that my family prohibits me from practicing martial arts. Even if I learn this kind of healing technique, it will be of no use. Let's talk about it later!" The third young master smiled bitterly and shrugged.

"As long as the Third Young Master opens his mouth, I will not hide anything..." Wei Zhengxiang nodded, then looked at the pile of wood in the courtyard and asked: "Third Young Master, the Last General is ignorant, I don't know what you are doing?

"

The Third Young Master's eyes lit up and he laughed and said, "Uncle Xiang, you must not know something now. This thing is called a cat rack!"

"Cat fight?" Wei Zhengxiang scratched his head, thinking that he had never heard of a dog fighting a cat.

"Yes, it's a cat stand! I saw this in the "Foreign Scenery" that Mr. Lanshan lent me before when he was here!" The third young master said with great interest: "The book said,

This cat stand is modeled after the natural environment, allowing raccoon slaves who are used to wild animals to avoid emotional depression when being kept in captivity! Moreover, the materials required to make the cat stand are also very special, and they need to be strong enough while also being durable.

The abrasiveness allows the raccoon slave to polish his paws..."

Although Wei Zhengxiang heard what he heard, he could still tell that the Third Young Master had done enough homework. However, after hearing this, he suddenly discovered a serious problem and hurriedly asked: "But Third Young Master, are you going to bring us yesterday?"

Yours is obviously a squirrel, where are we going to catch the raccoon slave?"

"Uncle Xiang, don't you know? Look, isn't this raccoon slave right there?" The third young master said with a smile, pointing to the roof behind him.

Wei Zhengxiang looked up when he heard this, and then took a breath: "Black... Black friend!"

Lu Chun didn't know how Wei Zhengxiang was going to introduce him to the Third Young Master, so he simply remained silent and stood aside with an air of superiority. But when he heard the words "black friend", he couldn't help but stretched his neck and asked

He looked forward, and then he couldn't hold back anymore and yelled: "You black pig, you are hiding here to relax! I thought you had been plucked and stewed long ago!"

The dark cloud in front of him was basking in the sun on the roof with his round belly in his arms. Lu Chun's yelling made him twitch his ears, turn over and jump off the roof, rushing towards Lu Chun...

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"Uncle Xiang, do you think this is a senior from the Yuhu Sect?" After hearing Wei Zhengxiang's explanation, the Third Young Master no longer cared about the "cat rack project" in his hands, and hurriedly came to Lu Chun to bow and salute.

While smoothing the messy hair that was caught by the dark clouds, Lu Chun stepped forward to support the third young master: "The third young master has a body worth millions of gold, and there is absolutely no need to pay such a grand gift!"

The Third Young Master has also been in contact with King Jinpeng and has long been accustomed to the so-called aura of a master, but the Yuhu Sect member in front of him actually makes him feel that he cannot see through. Although there is only a short distance between them, there is as if there is something between them.

Separated by a mist.

"Senior, my father has recently went out because of the incident. If the seniors are not in a hurry, I will let Uncle Xiang arrange a residence for you ..." The third son barely stabilized the mind and would be instructed.

"Don't trouble, I came to see you this time." Lu Chungang "broke away" from the residence, but he didn't want to reflect back.

"See me? I don't know what happened to me for me?" The third son was surprised when he heard that he was a father or brother who didn't love. He usually had a close relationship with himself.

This predecessor passed by and was attracted by the movement he made.

"This ..." Lu Chun came here when he was required by several people. He heard the question of the three sons who blurted out subconsciously. But where did he know what he was going to do?

"It is really fate! Hahaha ..." After seeing Lu Chun's help, Wei Zhengxiang hurriedly took the topic.

The city gate closed and blocked him in it. "

"At the end of the young age, he had been on the gate, and naturally he did not deal with Yuhuzong people. And in the end, he would know that Yubu Zong had made a lot of contributions.

Then I went to test my identity for my predecessors in person, so that the predecessors left. "

"Because the city owner is not there, in order to avoid accidents, there are a lot of dark whistle -level levels on the road. I was worried that the predecessors encountered trouble, so I sent him all the way to separate ..."

"When I was on the road, I talked with my predecessors very much ... When the seniors heard that the next day was the third son, your birthday, then he caught a little squirrel as a gift ... I said when he came back to see you ... Huh ...

"Wei Zhengxiang racked his brains, finally to fulfill the lie, and he was sweating.

"This is the case ... Thank you for the gift of his predecessors ..." The third son did not doubt when he heard the words, and hurriedly thanked Lu Chundao.

"Hi ... What is the little thing in the district?" Lu Chun also smiled, "Unfortunately, I came in a hurry this time, and I didn't carry any great gifts ..."

"The predecessors have passed, and the juniors have received gifts for the first time for so many years ... For me, this is extremely precious!" The third son was flattered.

"One yard to one yard, the gift I said is not your birthday gift, but the third son, you help me find the black pig's thank you!" Lu Chun pointed at the dark clouds on the top of the finger, a faint way.

"Senior, you ... this black friend is really not a raccoon slave?" At first the three sons were still a little uncertain, but when they heard Lu Chun's three or five times, the plush things were black pigs, and they started to suspect that they were suspicious of themselves.

Eyes.

"Naturally, it is not a raccoon slave ... Of course, it is not a black pig, you call it Wuyun." Lu Chunhaha smiled, thinking that this guy's identity is estimated that no one can guess, and no wonder the third son will have misunderstandings

Then, then

"Although I don't have any great gifts, I will remember this person who owed you! No matter how long, as long as you need my help, I call three my names in my heart, and I can come to help you!"

"Call the name, that's all?" Seeing that Lu Chun's attitude was resolute, the third son could only agree, but he was still skeptical about this method.

"That's all." Lu Chun heard the words and laughed, "I wonder if you have any requirements?"

"The predecessor's feelings are extremely precious, and the juniors dare not want to ask for more extravagance!" The three sons shook their heads, "But ... the juniors have a problem."

"Three sons but asking."

"Senior, the juniors have been troubled by this question for a long time, but they have not found a satisfactory answer." The three sons couldn't wait to say: "At first, people practice, they say they need to break the old bureau with their own strength, but when they finally practice successfully

In adhering to the old road ... So I don't understand it very much. Whether people have the strength, they will forget the original intention? Or, there are two kinds of practice in this world? "

Lu Chun did not expect that the third son would throw such a profound problem, and it was silent for a while.

In fact, when he was young, he also thought that people had the courage to save lives before success, but there was a one -day real power in hand, and even the steps were extremely careful.

He sighed and said slowly: "There is indeed a kind of practice in the world, but there is more than one heart. At first, people are in a trough, and naturally want to change the trough. But once they come to the high place, they will never be able to use their own use of their own.

Fill in the low valley. "

"Practice, huh, but just a good repairs."
Chapter completed!