"Hoo!"

Hei Muguang shook off the blood on his sword and looked at the wolf king under his feet who had died. He breathed a sigh of relief: "There is something about this beast."

Behind them, Hong Xiaochen and Hong Zhenjia carefully inspected the wolf corpses on the ground, turning the dead wolves over from time to time to prevent any wolves from pretending to be dead and sneaking up on them.

Hong Xiaochen walked to Hei Muguang, looked at his bleeding abdomen, and frowned: "Something is not good..."

"Tsk, skin injury, it's not a problem..."

Hei Muguang clicked his tongue. As he spoke, he took the package from Hong Xiaochen, took out the medicine inside, and treated the wound skillfully and simply.

It's one thing to be brave, but it's another thing to be afraid of death!

The Hongzhen family kicked over a wolf corpse and walked over. While dealing with the bloody claw marks on their arms, they looked apologetically at their two relatives and friends.

"I'm sorry, Mu Guang, Xiaochen, it's obviously my own business..."

Hong Zhenjia showed a guilty expression on his face: "It ended up being implicated..."

"It's harmful if one family doesn't speak the same language."

Hei Muguang waved his hand and sighed.

"I also watched Bu Tian grow up, as if he were my own child."

"You're right."

Hong Xiaochen nodded and agreed: "Besides, if Bu Tian hadn't given up his spot to Xiaoli, maybe this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"That's my daughter-in-law..."

Hei Muguang said something coldly.

"Ah yes yes yes!"

Hong Xiaochen glanced at Hei Muguang and rolled her eyes: "Sooner or later, your son will have to be married off. There's no need to keep mentioning it!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Hei Muguang smiled, looked at the Wolf King who was stepping on his feet, and changed the subject: "If I feel right, the leader of these beasts is no longer an ordinary beast... Judging from his appearance before, he has arrived.

Is it the Qi refining period that the monks mentioned?"

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Hong Zhenjia looked at the Wolf King and frowned: "It is true that he has become a spirit."

"Ha, for most of my life I have been no better than a beast."

Hong Xiaochen smiled to himself: "I don't know what kind of opportunity it got or what truth it realized?"

"What's the point of eating people!"

Hei Muguang sat on a stone by the roadside and said with disdain: "In the end, those who have entered the Tao are just like this. It seems that ordinary people are not necessarily inferior to cultivators."

"That's because its cultivation is low and it doesn't have the guidance of a famous teacher."

Hong Zhenjia looked at the mountain peaks hidden in the shadows in the distance with a complex expression: "My son said, a great cultivator with a high level can move mountains and fill seas, turn clouds and rain... He has wanted to be such a cultivator since he was a child, and he doesn't have to do it every day.

People urge me to get up before dawn to exercise..."

Hei Muguang: "..."

Hong Xiaochen: "..."

The two secretly glanced at each other, their expressions unperturbed.

Sorry, they really have no sense of empathy...

If those two unlucky kids get up before dawn... they must have stayed up all night and want to catch up on their sleep during the day!

"Speaking of this..."

Hong Xiaochen leaned close to Hei Muguang's ear and murmured in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "If they are together for a long time without us taking care of them, will they really not get moldy..."

"Uh..."

The corners of Hei Muguang's mouth twitched and he whispered: "That's not the case. You have hands and feet. You know how to eat when you're hungry, and you know how to drink when you're thirsty... isn't that enough?"

"Cooking, boiling water..."

Hong Xiaochen’s face was expressionless: “Are you sure they won’t eat snacks or anything like that?”

"Uh..."

Hei Muguang sneered twice: "Actually, I just hope they can pay attention to hygiene and don't let rats and other things come to the house... I'm very satisfied."

"What do you think we give them both a cat to take care of them?"

"I'm afraid that before they are rotten, the cat is already rotten..."

Hong Xiaochen: "..."

Hei Muguang: "..."

"Inferior happiness..."

"Each other..."

Hong Zhenjia, who was immersed in memories, did not notice the two people whispering to each other. He was now occupied with wanting to know the news about his son.

The three of them were all in their prime, and the youngest among them, Hei Muguang, was only thirty-six years old. When he was full of energy, he repaired in place for a short time before setting off again.

"It's almost dawn."

Hong Xiaochen looked towards the east, which was also the direction of home, and sighed: "I just don't know if Yu Ying has slept well these days."

"Uh... My Yiyi's words..."

Hei Muguang scratched his head and said with a smile: "Her sleep quality has always been good..."

"Based on the information pointed out by Dr. Liu..."

Hong Zhenjia frowned and thought: "After climbing over the mountain in front, we should reach the boundary of Yaowang Valley, and we will not be far from Yaowang Sect by then."

"Then let's do it all at once!"

Hei Muguang gathered his energy and looked towards the top of the mountain: "Go to the top of the mountain before dawn to watch the sunrise!"

"Well! We..."

Hong Xiaochen nodded, and just as he was about to echo his friend's words, his peripheral vision glanced at the horizon, and there seemed to be black dots flickering?

He was stunned for a moment and turned to look.

What kind of bird is it?

Or...

The black spot was getting bigger and bigger. Hong Buyian squinted his eyes and suddenly broke into a cold sweat!

That's a person!

"..."

"Nascent Soul Stage?!"

Hong Butian's eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat.

"Well..."

The Great Elder and Zhao Zhuji looked at each other and nodded solemnly: "Yes, if my prediction is correct, there must be Nascent Soul monsters sneaking into the human area."

"In this case..."

Hong Butian frowned and asked Zhao Zhuji in a low voice: "Is the Nascent Soul stage very powerful?"

Zhao Zhuji: "?"

No, what kind of player are you?

I don’t know why you are surprised!

"Don't look at me like that..."

Hong Butian blinked and said helplessly: "As you can see, I just started practicing. I have only heard about the division of monks' realms before, and I have no intuitive experience at all..."

"Ah this..."

The corner of Zhao Zhuji's mouth twitched, and she held her forehead helplessly: "That is the pinnacle of today's cultivation world, and a truly powerful monk with great power. If there are no restrictions, he can destroy a country in an instant..."

After a pause, Zhao Zhuji pointed at Hong Butian and sighed: "For example, people like you don't need to deliberately target you, they can kill you if you show a little aura!

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Of course, I’m not much better. I don’t know if I’ll ever have the chance to touch the floor of Yuanying in my life..."

"Is it so powerful..."

Hong Butian's mouth was slightly open and his eyes were bright.

"Of course."

Zhao Zhuji spread her hands and said with a bit of pride: "My ancestor is a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage. Do you understand the gold content of the Holy Land?
To be continued...