"It's been two months."

"No news of him."

Luo Qinghuan said, "he must be alive!"

"My apprentice is still alive."

"In my memory, we've all disappeared as mindfulness."

"But Why. "

Hearing this, Yang Linglong said, "my husband will never let us die, so it can be seen that he definitely survived from heaven."

"The magic of ancient magic has no common sense. It can bring people back to life."

Yan Yuexin sighed, "but our spirits were shattered, and we couldn't do it for heaven."

"If he lives, why doesn't he come to us?"

"I don't care! Your grace must be alive. " Xiaobai's tears flow.

"My Hao'er." Bai Ruoyun wants to split his liver and gall.

Ling Changfeng slaps the case and takes a deep breath: "the whole world is full of life because of him, and Hao'er is still there, but we don't know where he is."

"Master, master, the outside world is boiling!"

An old man went over. He was the steward of Ling's family.

"All looking for young master!"

"The city is full of portraits of young masters."

The housekeeper said excitedly.

"If so, there must be hope to find it."

Ling Changfeng said with a smile: "good!"

"My son has made such achievements for the living creatures of the heavens. Who in the world does not know him?"

……

The streets are full of Ling Hao's portraits.

Both the big and the small sects are looking for him.

Ancient moon Empire, Qifeng Wangchao, Qiyang empire

The whole world is looking for someone!

Peach blossom village.

The villagers here have no struggle with the rest of the world. They have never stepped out of the deep mountains in their lives.

In the early spring of March, peach blossom is all over the sky.

A group of children are frolicking under the peach tree. The old man with white hair is sitting on the stone pier and laughing.

"Grandpa Ling, Grandpa Ling, do you think this kite looks good?"

A little girl with a naive face and a kite asked childishly.

At this time, Ling Hao was covered with white hair, roughly estimated, which was almost the same as the secular 70 year old.

His all-in-one cultivation has become the power of turning time and space.

Now, I'm old enough.

"Nice, nice."

Ling Hao smiled kindly and touched her head. The little girl just left.

Looking at her leaving, Ling Hao sighed wistfully and said, "I'm so old."

"They should have a good life. I don't know if the devil will change her character without me."

He smiled happily, and a girl in purple appeared in his head. She had her hands on her hips and a domineering face, and her little tiger teeth were extremely lovely.

The head of Taohua village came and the whole village came to the old man.

They stared at him seriously.

A few years ago, the old man was homeless, so the kind-hearted villagers found out and retained him.

In this way, the old man in white lived down.

"Not him, not him."

"How could emperor Zun be so old?"

"Who knows, heaven has been dead for so long, where is emperor Zun?"

After the discussion, the crowd broke up.

But the village head spread the news. In Taohua village, there was an old man who was suspected to be the big man.

As soon as this news comes out, the great world of Taihao is like boiling water.

At this time, I don't know how many people came to this small village.

The kite flying girl looked at the people in the village, her eyes full of curiosity.

"My father often says that there are so many people coming here because of the poverty."

Linghao was originally sitting at the entrance of the village. When he saw this scene, he stood up and went slowly towards the distance.

"I want to live in your memory, like a cicada in summer."

He murmured, for he was a little slow in his old age.

A nun in purple came from the entrance of the village.

I didn't want to catch a glimpse, but I found that figure.

Delicate body slightly shakes, this familiar back, in an instant, makes his five tastes mixed, his eyes are complex, and his big tears surge down.

"Master Ling, please stay."

She said with tears and a smile.

Ling Hao's footsteps in front of him made a tiny meal.

"The girl is joking. How could the old man be a childe?"

"I don't believe it unless you turn around and let me see you."