Said.
His figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
"This cold mountain..."
Yan Qianjue's eyes turned and fell on the Blood Ancestor, "Is this your territory?"
"No no no!"
The Blood Ancestor was trembling with fear.
"It belongs to the leader! It all belongs to the leader!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you will still be in charge of this place from now on, not even a blade of grass or a tree will be missing...otherwise, hum!"
"understand!"
"My cultivation level is so low."
Yan Qianjue looked disgusted.
"I'll go to the main forum later and raise my cultivation level to the transcendent realm first!"
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
The Blood Ancestor thanked him so much that he was so moved that he almost cried.
"Girl!"
Yan Qianjue turned around and ignored him, looked at A-nan, with a malicious look on his face, "Let's go back with me to become a disciple!"
"No!"
Grandma was so frightened that her face turned pale.
"I don't want to become a disciple..."
"Hahaha!"
Yan Qianjue laughed wildly.
"That's not up to you!"
The words were not spoken yet.
He rolled up his sleeves and took Grandma away without a trace.
Vaguely.
You can also hear the sound of grandma screaming.
"..."
Everyone was dumbfounded again.
They vaguely felt that Yan Qianjue might have suffered too much in front of Yu Miao, so he deliberately regained his position in front of A-nan.
It’s inhumane!
"Elder Zhao."
Seeing Yan Qianjue leaving.
Only then did the Blood Ancestor carefully raise his head and look at an elder.
"What is the origin of Mr. Fu and why..."
"Master Fu?"
The elder glanced at him.
"His surname is not Fu!"
"Ah? Then he..."
"Do you know that more than ten years ago, our Holy Demon Sect went to the Great Yan Dynasty to rescue the young leader's younger brother?"
"I know, I know."
"this."
The elder was very sad.
"He is our young leader's junior brother!"
thump!
The Blood Ancestor suddenly sat on the ground.
My mother!
Such thick thighs!
Cold Mountain!
Look at the countryside!
He remembered these two places firmly in his mind.
starting today!
I just live here and won’t leave!
Who dares to touch every plant and tree here... risk your life with him!
…
Looking into the countryside.
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Gu Han quietly returned to the small courtyard without disturbing the villagers.
Three days ago.
There is still laughter and laughter here.
Three days later.
It was already deserted.
Wooden piers, dry firewood, fences and walls, huts... He glanced at them one by one, as if he wanted to ingrain these things deeply in his heart.
Suddenly.
But he saw the fish basket placed in the corner.
Inside the fish basket.
The fish is still there, and it is covered with a layer of spiritual power, which keeps the fish meat fresh.
Gu Han smiled.
This spiritual power belongs to Grandma.
He took out the fish, removed the scales, gills, and cleaned it... Then he walked to the stove he had built himself, boiled water, added firewood, and cooked a pot of fish soup.
Pour out the fish soup.
He took a taste and suddenly sighed.
"It tastes so damn bad!"
really.
Compared with her craftsmanship, it is not even the slightest bit inferior.
I was stunned for a while.
He drank the fish soup from the coarse porcelain bowl, carefully put the tattered coarse cloth robe into the storage ring, and put on the moon-white robe again.
I took one last look at the small courtyard.
His body swayed and instantly turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky!
"Goodbye, human world."
Vaguely.
To be continued...