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Chapter 93: Chapter 93

"Senior Sister Leyao, there is no need to rush like this. It's okay to walk with a sword."

The distance between Taiqing and Yang Wu's hometown can be said to be thousands of miles. It takes a month to fly with a sword, let alone a carriage. Lu Leyao sent a bunch of teleportation talismans and forced them to reach their destination in one day.

land.

At that price, Yang Wu's heart would ache just thinking about it. With so many spiritual stones, if he bought the elixir, he would probably have to endure a year of hard training.

Yang Wu has said these words countless times, why doesn't Mo Nai listen?

Bai Biao listened with his ears pricked up. Master Biao knew that the talisman was not simple, but he didn't know which one was more valuable. The ugly ghost named Yang was so nervous, so this talisman should be valuable.

Bai Biao already had a good idea formed in his mind. He just had to wait for the time to come, and he must mercilessly bleed Lu Leyao, a fat man who couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside.

Bai Biao was so angry that his beard kept trembling. Of course Lu Leyao had noticed it a long time ago and had no intention of explaining anything to it.

Animalistic thinking cannot be explained.

After all, there is only one answer, kill these people.

As for Yang Wu, I am afraid that after staying with the Second Master Fang for a long time, he has also acquired the habits of some immortal masters who do not eat the fireworks of the world, and cannot see the suffering of the world.

Using the teleportation talisman to rush along, the speed was as fast as a fleeting glimpse, which was understandable and hard to see. However, when they stopped, they saw refugees approaching from a distance.

It’s no wonder that the mortals at the bottom are in so much poverty, so it’s not surprising that they have rags and rags. If they don’t cover their faces and suffer from illness, it’s not as simple as poverty.

After coming to the world of cultivation for so many years, she has never regarded this world as virtual. Even if she met Ji Qing, a reborn person, and met Ling Yuntian and Jiang Xue, two people who traveled through time, this world is real and cruel.

Can Lu Leyao slow him down? If the high-level long-distance teleportation talisman is not too heaven-defying and cannot be made with her current strength, Lu Leyao really wants to make a few of them.

It comes in an instant, the sooner the better.

"Yang Wu, you are good at everything, but you are not neat at all in doing things. What is your relationship with me and your senior sister Leyao? There is no need for you to be so open-minded."

Fang Fang twisted his waist, his eyes turned charming, and he winked at Lu Leyao, and rushed over with small steps, wanting to touch the white plush without fear of death.

I got a fierce glare, so I managed to be more honest. She just wanted to touch her! Why are you so stingy?

Bai Biao snorted, "Virtue!"

It was the break of dawn, the faint light of the sky was shining on the earth, and the mist was hazy covering the nearby and distant mountains. Even if this season is not spring planting and summer harvest, but with such depression, the whole village feels silent to me.

, there seemed to be no living person.

"Junior Brother Yang, where is your home?"

Seeing Lu Leyao's serious face, he asked him this again, and his heart skipped a beat.

When he raised his Qi, fame and wealth surged out of his lower Dantian, his body rose from the ground, and he jumped wherever he went. Mountains and rocks were shattered, and trees were broken under the load. Yang Wu was so anxious.

"Is something going to happen?" Fang Fang was no longer in the mood to be weird.

Who knows if something happened or not? The place is indeed very depressed, but it’s not like there’s not a single living person at all.

Lu Leyao's movement skills were so fast, and Lu Leyao had practiced escaping techniques since he was young, that the two of them could not match. Yang Wu went first, and Lu Leyao actually landed in the yard at the same time as him.

If it weren't for determining the destination, Lu Leyao would have been faster.

The three large tile-roofed houses facing south and north are considered extremely luxurious in this world, and the Yang family is considered a wealthy family, Lu Leyao commented.

As soon as I stood at the gate of the fence, the door to the main house was pushed open.

"Wu!"

The old man burst into tears, and his eyes filled with tears in the blink of an eye.

Such a situation was a bit unbearable for someone with a weak relationship like Fang Fang and Lu Leyao, let alone his biological son Yang Wu. He rushed forward and "thumped" and knelt on the ground, hugging the old man's legs.

Yang Wu sighed, "Mom! The baby is back."

A drop of tear slipped from Yang's mother's face full of grooves, and hit Yang Wu's heart, and also hit Lu Leyao's heart. They said that their parents were not far away, but people don't know how helpless they are?

I don’t know what I’m doing right now. I miss her so much.

What should have been green mountains and green waters, surrounded by mountains, is a piece of scorched earth, just like the sinful land of thunder and punishment, which has been plowed by thunder countless times.

Lu Yuanniang sneezed loudly and shamelessly.

Well! It must be that bad old man Yu Hengfeng who arranged it behind her back. It's really hateful. Did the damn girl practice well?

Just wait! When my strength improves to the golden elixir, I will definitely find this place again.

"Li Qingchui! Damn it, do you want to make rags? Do you want to make diapers?"

Diapers?

That girl Leyao has been obsessed with things since she was a child, but she has never used diapers, which is surprising.

When I was a casual cultivator, my life was tight and I had rags and rags. Even if it was a piece of rag, I would only get a few spiritual pearls if I sold them. I would be anxious if I took one less, but now I don’t want it anymore.

Qing Zhui shook his head and straightened the big flowers on his head. Anyway, what the lady said is right. Black is also white and white is white. Just don't refute it.

After picking up a few undamaged magic weapons, the two of them fled away with their swords. As soon as they left, another wave of people arrived. Casual cultivators in ordinary clothes helped clean up the battlefield carefully.

Scavengers can be found everywhere, and the world of cultivation is no exception.

In the Yang family's village, mother and son had not seen each other for many years. Mother Yang couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't finish talking, crying and laughing at the same time. The two people next to her were completely ignored by her.

Master Biao rolled his eyes frequently, and even complained in Lu Leyao's sea of ​​consciousness.

The Tiger Demon King's education method is naturally different from that of a human mother. Bai Biao kept nagging and talking, and he had to carefully attribute the blame. It turned out that it was somewhat similar to his own mother's education method.

Naturally, there is no such tenderness.

Yang Wu has been practicing for many years, and he is a man, so he is not completely immersed in family affection and cannot extricate himself.

He finally broke the deadlock and introduced Lu Leyao and Fang Fang, the fake senior sister and real senior brother.

The son went to cultivate immortality, and the person who came with his son was naturally an immortal master. Mother Yang was about to bow down, how could she be allowed to do so, Lu Leyao and Fang Fang moved together to support him.

Lu Leyao's three views have been formed since his previous life. Respecting the old and loving the young is the inheritance of the country of flowers. It is engraved in the soul and cannot be forgotten even if he is reincarnated.

The idea of ​​​​the equation is simple, and I really think it doesn't matter if I ask Mother Yang to pay her respects, she is an immortal! Wherever she goes, it is not just a mortal who would pour a large piece of it. Seeing what Lu Leyao did, she followed suit.

The second-generation ancestor was not stupid, but he was used to being praised by others. Seeing Yang Wu's expression of gratitude made him feel so happy.

The way our ancestors taught us how to govern is extremely simple.

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