"The ancient demons have nine ancestors, namely Lin, Bing, Du, Zhi, Zhi, Array, Line, Forward, and Xing."
"That day, on the Demonic Land, the one riding Yingzhao was Linzu. He was the most powerful and could rival the Human Emperor."
"Just relying on Po Meng's body, I can block the giant's blow. The giant is not as powerful as Lin Zu, but it is still not something I can compete with..."
Numerous and complicated memories were like a dense net, entangling Lu Yu.
His soul stumbled, sometimes recalling a certain memory, and sometimes thinking about unbelievable things, turning into many dreams, flashing one after another in Lu Yu's mind.
Struggling in a strong dream, for who knows how many years had passed, Lu Yu suddenly had a sense of control over his physical body.
He had touch and hearing, but his eyes were still closed tightly, and strong sleepiness swept through his mind, making his soul unable to control his body.
There was a slight bumping feeling around them, they should be traveling on the road.
"This man looks young and has a pretty good figure."
"Hee! You little girl, you are secretly lying by the door and peeking."
A burst of women's laughter reached Lu Yu's ears, and once again pulled his soul out of the boundless chaos.
This time, the soul and body finally merged together. First, the four fingers could move, and then a strong pain swept through the whole body.
"I'm alive!"
An idea flashed through Lu Yu's mind.
Immediately afterwards, a violent swelling sensation swept through the brain, as if the brain had been hit by someone, and a strong and severe pain came violently.
Lu Yu suddenly opened his eyes and saw clearly where he was.
This is a wing room with simple layout. Lu Yu is lying on the wooden bed, and all the injuries on his body have been bandaged.
Touching his waist, Lu Yu was suddenly shocked. His storage bag was missing!
Lu Yu had already changed into a clean garment. Although it was not as exquisite as the robes sewn by the supervisor, it was cleaner and neater.
There is a small world hidden in the storage bag, which contains not only immortal weapons, but also the corpses of Daluo Jin immortals like Meng Po.
However, Lu Yu's soul is now so weak that he cannot even use his consciousness to detect the whereabouts of the storage bag.
"Are you awake?" A long voice came to Lu Yu's ears.
Lu Yu turned around and saw a beautiful middle-aged woman sitting on a chair, leisurely sipping a pot of tea.
"Who are you?"
While in coma, Lu Yu vaguely sensed that he had been rescued.
The beautiful middle-aged woman said in a calm voice: "My name is Han Rong, and I am the elder of the Han family. It was my Han family who saved you."
This Han Rong looks stunningly beautiful, but in fact she is not weak in cultivation. She is already a strong person in the late Earth Immortal stage, comparable to many generals in the imperial court.
"Thank you..." Lu Yu thanked him, his voice still a little hoarse.
Han Rong waved her hands and said impatiently: "If you want to thank me, you don't need to say more. The person who saved you is not me, but the eldest lady of our Han family!"
After saying that, Han Rong pointed to the other side of the bed. There was a table over there, and Lu Yu's brocade clothes and storage bag were placed there.
The storage bag is intact and there are no signs of being opened manually.
"Your things are right there, our Han family hasn't touched them."
Han Rong raised her head and stared at Lu Yu: "My Han family doesn't even bother to touch your things. Let's leave after you recover from your injuries."
"I'm not interested in knowing who you are. I'm just telling you that no matter what kind of past you have, it's best not to have any evil thoughts on our Han family. Otherwise, I will take your life."