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"Do you know Chu Jianghe?"

Hearing Chu Ming's words, Chu Tiankuo stopped immediately, and he suddenly turned around, looking at Chu Ming with scorching eyes.

Chu Ming was a little excited, he tried to keep calm, and said: "I am Chu Ming."

"Chu Ming? Are you Chu Ming? Are you Chu Ming, Chu Jianghe's son?"

Chu Tiankuo left the two old brothers, strode forward to Chu Ming, and looked at each other in shock.

Chu Ming nodded silently. Although he tried his best to restrain his emotions, there were still tears in his eyes.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years. It turns out that Grandpa is really alive.

Chu Tian's broad lips trembled, and hot tears burst into his eyes.

"They're all this big!"

"Okay, okay, okay!"

After saying three good things in a row, Chu Tiankuo no longer knew what words to use to describe it.

I remember the last time I saw Chu Ming, the other party was still a child.

Now, he has grown into an indomitable man.

He hasn't seen him in more than ten years, Chu Ming has grown up, and he really doesn't recognize him.

As for Chu Tiankuo, he doesn't even know himself in this appearance!

Chu Ming didn't dislike the greasy dirt on Chu Tiankuo's body, and directly embraced the other party.

Chu Tian laughed broadly from ear to ear, and his mood was extremely cheerful.

I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and my grandson is so good.

The two of them walked and talked, seeming to have endless topics.

Chu Tiankuo was telling his various legendary deeds in the grasslands of other worlds over the years, describing himself as being extremely brave, and scouring the awkward rats who killed the alien beasts.

Speaking of wonderful places, he winks at his two old buddies from time to time.

It means like saying: "In front of my grandson, save some face for Lao Tzu. Don't expose the bragging part!"

Cheng Ergang and Yu Chengfu were unable to complain.

In the first few years of entering the grassland of the alien world, the three of them were in fear all day. Hidden in Tibet in the east, and slowly stepped forward when his strength became stronger.

How can the old **** Chu Tiankuo say, stun the air!

Then, bragging about not having to pay taxes anyway.

Everyone in the Wuyue Sword Sect was also a little confused.

I thought it was my first contact with an alien civilization, but I didn't expect it to become a large-scale confession site.

As a result, the two men and horses followed Chu Ming and Chu Tiankuo, and swiftly walked in the direction of the space channel together.

At the same time, Central China, the top of the Shu Mountain.

A young man wearing a gray T-shirt kept walking along the plank road between the bluestone slabs and mountains.

He seems to be in his twenties, with a long body, a tall waist, and a faint black light blooming in his sharp eyes.

This is the Dark Demon, and only when the heavenly demon's divine art is cultivated to the extreme, this change will happen in the eyes.

He is Zhou Guoping. To be precise, he is the Demon Zhou who has fully unlocked the power of the seal.

Behind him, an old woman with gray hair followed closely.

With a cane in her hand, she followed Zhou Motou's footsteps.

This person is not someone else, but Zhou Guoping's grandmother, Lady Flower.

After Zhou Motou regained his strength, the first thing was to revive the Heavenly Demon Sect!

What he has to do now is to subdue all the ancient martial arts sects in the world under his own hands.

Before, he didn't have such confidence.

However, after breaking through the seal and returning, Zhou Demon's strength broke the shackles, and he already had the power to conquer everything.

The first battle, Shushan!

As one of the oldest schools in China, the Shushan Sword Sect, Zhou Motou certainly wouldn't let them go easily.

He wants to take the Shushan Sword Sect as the first chess piece in his hand, and then firmly nail it in the ancient Chinese martial arts world.

After a while, the two saw the domineering gate plaque of the Shushan Sword Sect and the holy beast guarding the gate.

Uh, I'm sorry to read it wrong, it's a diha.

Wu Duxiu went down to collect intelligence, but instead of collecting intelligence, he picked up an Erha.

Shushan Sword Sect leader Wang Qiuyang was very disappointed with Wu Duxiu, and naturally would not let Erha in.

Therefore, Wu Duxiu had to take what he ate outside the mountain gate and feed Erha here.

The Erha had food, and was even more lazy not to leave, so the scene before him appeared.

Today, Wu Duxiu came to feed Erha as usual, and muttered while feeding, "Master is so careful. There is such a large open space on the mountain that even a dog can't be accommodated. Wu Duxiu looks down on him!"

Erha knows what his little master is talking about, at this time he only knows how to eat hard.

At this moment, Wu Duxiu suddenly looked up and saw two figures approaching under the mountain.

A young man in his twenties, and a grandmother in his sixties and seventies.

"Master, someone has come to worship the mountain!"

Wu Duxiu held the dog pot in one hand, and shouted into the mountain gate.

In the hall of the Shushan Sword School, Wang Qiuyang couldn't help frowning when he heard Wu Duxiu's shout.

"Xiu'er is really getting more and more impetuous, isn't it because someone came to worship the mountain? As for such a fuss?"

With a whisper, Wang Qiuyang immediately got up from the sofa cushion and relieved his muscles and bones.

The bottleneck of the airspace is too strong. Wang Qiuyang has been attacking for five or six years without any movement.

As long as he can't break through the bottleneck of Tengkong Realm, he will still be just a martial artist of the ninth rank of true veins, always one step away from the real strong.

"Hey, this matter can't be rushed, I can only let the flow take its course!"

Wang Qiuyang groaned, washed his face first, and looked in the mirror before leaving the hall.

Since someone worships the mountain, UU reading www.uukanshu.com must maintain a good image of himself.

If there is a female donor who wants to stay overnight, she can't be too sloppy.

"Master, come hurry up, they are already here!"

Near the mountain gate, Wu Duxiu's yelling came again, inexplicably panicked in his voice.

Wang Qiuyang shook his head disappointedly, and groaned: "I have more than 300 disciples up and down Shushan. Why did I choose Xiu'er as the closed disciple? Shouldn't it be time to return the goods now?"

While thinking in his heart, he speeded up, and soon came to the front of the mountain gate.

At this time, not only Wu Duxiu was standing outside the mountain gate, hundreds of disciples had already arrived here one after another.

There is still a pool of blood next to the mountain gate, and Erha who just enjoyed the deliciousness has died.

Needless to say, Erha must have been killed by the young man opposite.

this is?

Seeing such a tense momentum, Wang Qiuyang was shocked.

Someone came to kick the pavilion?

Wang Qiuyang's momentum was shocked, and the powerful aura of the Ninth-Rank of True Vessels burst out. With a flash of his figure, he jumped out of the mountain gate, looking at the incoming person with unkind eyes.

"Who are you, dare to provoke my Shushan Sword Sect!"

Hearing Wang Qiuyang's domineering voice, Zhou Motou couldn't help showing a sneer.

"You are the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, great!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Motou suddenly raised his hand, and a large black energy handprint appeared, slapped Wang Qiuyang on the ground with a bang.

"what!"

Everyone couldn't help being shocked, but the opponent's strength was so strong?

Wang Qiuyang struggled a few times, trying to stand up.

However, the opponent's **** mudra was very domineering, and even suppressed him to the ground.

"Young people don't speak martial arts, how can they shoot without saying hello? I'm not ready yet!"