Chapter 1712

In the sky, a moment later, the sound of exclamation began to spread. Everyone was lost and looked at the sky. Bruce Lee had already left the Xuanwu royal family.

"The Xuanwu hall is taken away. It's not the people of the future family. They can no longer enter the Xuanwu hall to accept inheritance."

"Xuanwu hall is the foundation of our family. What will we do in the future?"

The sound of exclamation came. At the same time, it reminded many people of a troublesome thing. This is the foundation of the family. At this time, the Xuanwu hall was taken away by Bruce Lee. After that, the younger generation of the family will not be able to go in and accept inheritance.

Outside the space of the Xuanwu family, the ripples of the space flickered and figures jumped out one after another. It was Bruce Lee, Lu Shaoyou and others.

The figure just stepped out of the space of the Xuanwu family and landed on the ground. Bruce Lee suddenly spewed blood from his mouth.

"Boss, I can't hold on. I have some little trouble. Help me look at my father." Bruce Lee's voice fell and smiled bitterly. Just now, he was holding on. At this time, he couldn't hold on any longer. Then he began to get dark.

On a towering mountain peak, an old figure stood quietly on the mountain without a trace of breath fluctuation. As a figure fell, the old figure sighed slightly.

"Is all this what you want to see?" Zixuan's father said softly, and his eyes fell on the old man's back.

"Don't want to see, want to see, all this is evil, let you see a joke." the old figure stood with his hands down, didn't look back, and his figure was very plain.

"Why don't you go out and stop it?" Zixuan's father said softly.

"How can I stop him from venting his anger? Will he give up? He will only have more and more resentment. I can stop him, but I can't eliminate his resentment. It's just that he can get the inheritance of my Xuanwu imperial ancestors. It's lucky and difficult to read." the old figure said softly.

"What about Xuanhao? You have the heart to step into the quasi emperor level. With Xuanhao's talent, it is also possible for him to step into the real ninth emperor level one day. Moreover, the matter is close. Xuanhao's self destruction cultivation is also a heavy blow to your family!" Zixuan's ancestor said lightly.

"He is too proud, but he can't help it. He is bound too much for the sake of the family. This may be a relief for him. He didn't expect to pay off the debt." Cang Laoshen said.

"What debts come and go? I'm tired of seeing you. There's Xuangu, the same dead brain classic, but the talent is also good. It's even that step." Zixuan's old ancestor said softly.

"Xuangu knew what he should do, so he closed the door and wronged him." Cang old body shadow said.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, and I'm upset to look at it." Zixuan's ancestor looked at Zhou Kong and said, "Hey, you old people, you're happy and satisfied now. Can't you put it down?"

The voice fell, and Zixuan's grandfather said softly, "I'm busy, too. I'm an outsider. Cao, what kind of heart? I'll go first. Don't find me if you have nothing to do, and don't find me if you have something to do."

"Old fox, I really need your help." the old figure turned back, and his figure seemed to integrate into the space. He looked at the old Zixuan, his eyes were ancient and undisturbed, and he couldn't see a breath at all.

"Just now, I told you not to come to me if you have something to do." Zixuan looked at me and said, "you want me to talk to Bruce Lee, right? Then don't come to me. You can see that the little guy doesn't have an ordinary resentment against you."

"Well, alas!" the old man sighed lightly. His body with a slightly magnificent feeling looked weak at the beginning of some serious illness. I'm afraid it's more helpless.

"I said old tortoise, I'm leaving. You opened the door to let me out. Do you want me to break out!" Zixuan looked at the old man and said softly.

"Let's go, it's about Xuanwu hall." when the old man spoke, he waved his hand directly, and there was an empty crack in the sky, and the smell of space flashed out.

"Your Xuanwu clan has nothing to do with me. I don't know anything, but I don't say it. I'm afraid it will naturally spread out." Zixuan's ancestor's figure flashed and disappeared into the space ripple, and a voice came out: "You can think about the relationship between the little guy and Lu Shaoyou. If you figure it out, maybe you can start from Lu Shaoyou. I think it's hard for Xuanhao to persuade the little guy, but Lu Shaoyou."

The voice echoed, the space ripple disappeared, and the peace was restored.

One day later, in a cave, on two stone beds, Xuanhao and Bruce Lee were both unconscious, which worried everyone.

"Swim less, how's Bruce Lee?" Bai Ling asked.

"Bruce Lee should be forced to urge his strength and his body is overwhelmed, but there should be no big thing, but he doesn't know when he can wake up." Lu Shaoyou has already checked Bruce Lee. Bruce Lee's powerful strength in the Xuanwu clan has long exceeded Bruce Lee's cultivation level. It's like he forced the variation of the "rosefinch formula" at the three sects and four sects conference. As a result, Bruce Lee also recovered from a coma for several days.

"It's all right. Is Bruce Lee his father?" Bai Ling breathed a little.

"I'm fine!" when Bai Ling's voice fell, Xuanhao, who had been in a coma for a day, said softly. His body was half sitting up and asked for the first time: "how long have I been in a coma?"

"Senior, it's been a day." Lu Shaoyou went forward.

"Don't call me an elder. According to the human algorithm, call me uncle. Where are we?" Xuanhao glanced around and said to Lu Shaoyou. Finally, he got up and went to Bruce Lee. His eyes were worried and began to check.

"Uncle, we are now tens of thousands of miles away from the Xuanwu royal family. We have settled here temporarily. Bruce Lee has overdrawn too much and hurt some vitality. It's not a big trouble, but I'm afraid he needs to rest for some time." Lu Shaoyou said lightly.

"He didn't just overdraw too much, but used the energy he couldn't control now." Xuanhao said lightly.

"Uncle, isn't Bruce Lee a big deal?" Lu Shaoyou asked, feeling a little worried.

Looking at Lu Shaoyou's nervous appearance, Xuanhao said softly, "he's no big deal, just some small trouble. It takes some time."

"That's good." Lu Shaoyou said softly and relieved. This time, Bruce Lee suffered a great disaster and almost died. However, he also benefited a lot. At least his strength has made a lot of progress.

"Shaoyou, tell me about Bruce Lee these years." looking at Bruce Lee on the stone bed, Xuanhao looked up at Lu Shaoyou again.

"Hmm!" Lu Shaoyou nodded. Knowing that Xuanhao, as his father, must want to know more about Bruce Lee's life over the years, he said a little in detail about how he met Bruce Lee and finally honed with Bruce Lee in the Wudu mountain range and the Wuhai mountain range, went to Yunyang sect, broke through the fog star sea, got the ninth order Xuanwu divine shell, and was the secret place of Tiandao.

Xuanhao sat up and looked at Bruce Lee. He listened carefully. After Lu Shaoyou finished, he looked up at the landing Shaoyou and said, "thank you very much. Fortunately, you are here."

"I'm lucky to have Bruce Lee. If it weren't for Bruce Lee, I wouldn't know how many times I'd die." Lu Shaoyou smiled.

"You don't look like an ordinary human." Xuanhao said softly, looking at Bruce Lee and said, "I owe Bruce Lee too much."

"Bruce Lee knows in his heart that if there is nothing special, who will be willing to leave his own flesh and blood, so he has never blamed you and his mother." Lu Shaoyou said softly.

"It's all my fault," sighed Xuanhao.

Lu Shaoyou said, "uncle, how are you now?"

"I'm fine. The demon pill is broken and all my accomplishments are lost, but there's no danger of life. It's just that I'll be half a loser in the future." Xuanhao smiled.

Lu Shaoyou frowns and the demon pill breaks itself. It's not that the demon pill explodes. His life is in danger, but his accomplishments are lost. For a cultivator, Lu Shaoyou knows what this means. The inability to improve his accomplishments is a great blow to the cultivator, not to mention the loss of his accomplishments, and Xuan Hao is a super strong person at the quasi emperor level, Lu Shaoyou sighed for the existence of all the demons and spirits at the respect level and the eighth level.

"Uncle, redeem the boy. Uncle, it's unnecessary for the demon pill to break itself." Lu Shaoyou hesitated and looked at Xuanhao. Although Xuanhao lost all his accomplishments, Lu Shaoyou still trembled in his eyes. His eyes looked at him as if they were looking at a deep hole in the space.

"Do you think I can take Bruce Lee with me?" Xuanhao smiled.

Lu Shaoyou shook his head and said softly, "of course not. If uncle wants to go, I'm afraid he'll have left long ago. I shouldn't have participated in more things in the Xuanwu royal family, but this time, I also participated in the Xuanwu royal family, so I'm afraid there are other reasons for Bruce Lee's intolerance to the Xuanwu royal family."

"No wonder my third brother Xuanyu said you were a little extraordinary." looking at Lu Shaoyou, Xuanhao stared for a while, smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "it's ok if the matter is over. For me, maybe it's also a relief. At least I'm very comfortable now."

"I hope it can be settled like this." Lu Shaoyou said softly, but he was worried that it would be difficult to settle the matter like this.

"Hey, someone is coming. It seems that it's master Zixuan. Open your ban!" Xuanhao raised his eyes and looked outside the mountain cave, and then walked to Lu Shao.

Lu Shaoyou was puzzled. There was someone outside his prohibition. He hadn't found it yet. Xuanhao's accomplishments were lost first.