Meng Rou and Chen Nan said good-bye.

When I left, I felt very happy. Snow moon city was under the jurisdiction of his Meng Chen family. There, they were worthy of being the overlord.

In this trip to the nine barren holy land, I met a peerless Tianjiao. No one believed that I didn't have the heart to draw him together.

……

After flying for half a day, Canglang mountain finally appeared.

With the development in recent years, Lingyan nationality has already become the most powerful strength of the ancient moon empire.

Even the royal family is willing to bow to the wind. In front of the Lingyan clan, there is a huge sculpture.

There are all kinds of fruit desserts on the table, as well as excellent wine.

The sculpture is a young man in white. He carries a heavy sword on his back. The eyebrows of the sword go into the temples, and the eyes of the Phoenix give birth to prestige. With the disciples of the outside world getting up early for morning exercises, they all pass here.

At this moment, the mist filled the air, and more than a dozen cultivation mentors came in front of them with many disciples, and then they sat there to lecture on cultivation knowledge.

Among them, there are male and female disciples, most of them are young girls, they are just adults, the parents or the disciples of Lingyan family, or the disciples of Lingyan University.

"I must be like elder martial brother Ling."

A young girl with bright eyes sat on the grass and gazed at the sculpture.

Many people were still sitting in her aside, and after listening, they showed their contempt.

"Zhou Xiaomei, just you?"

"If I remember correctly, your parents died as early as two years ago. Your cultivation resources are very few these years. Don't think so much about it."

"Elder martial brother Ling is a great man. How can we compare with him?"

"Haha, she also wants to fly to the branch to be a Phoenix, and doesn't see if there is such a condition."

"You see, several tutors can't help laughing, hahaha."

"Hello, why is your mouth so damaged? She is an orphan. It's not easy for her to live. She has good hope. Is there any mistake? Is her dream only worthy of your sarcasm? "

An older woman said angrily. She bent down and put her hands on Zhou Xiaomei, whose eyes were red.

"Xiaomei, don't be sad."

Zhou Xiaomei pretends to be happy, but it's hard to hide the lonely color.

"Elder martial sister, I'm ok."

Ling Hao's brow is slightly wrinkled as early as he looks at the door, and Yan Yuexin beside him looks at him, knowing that Ling Hao's mood is very bad at the moment.

"How similar."

Linghao sighed. At the beginning, he was born again. Because his father's legs were broken, he was slow in cultivation. No one cared about him. Even his tutor thought he was a waste!

It's just that many years have passed, and he has already become an unattainable existence for many people.

Seeing this scene at the moment, he really saw his own year from Zhou Xiaomei.

Slowly walked past, the sound of footsteps shocked hundreds of people here.

"Who are you? This is the important place of our Lingyan family. Please leave as soon as possible! "

A disciple looked at it for a moment and snapped.

Seventeen years later, Linghao's face was already different from that of the original. At this time, he was not an acquaintance. He didn't know that he was the sculpture, the young man in white.

A group of people looked at him, only to see that his temperament is not vulgar, one after another showed surprise.

Linghao smiles. Time is a terrible thing. It can change a person's face.

"I just want to have a word with her."

Ling Hao looks at Zhou Xiaomei.

Zhou Xiaomei looks at him doubtfully. She doesn't know this person, but the figure seems to be familiar

So familiar

"People can be eliminated, but they can never be defeated! Now that you have identified the direction, you should ignore all doubts and strive to the end. "

Zhou Xiaomei hears the words, gradually, his eyes recover their luster, which is a kind of resolute light, hot and gorgeous!