On the top of a fairy mountain, in a place rich in fairy spirit, there was an impressive young man who was cultivating immortality. Suddenly he heard the guard's voice message. He was stunned at first, and then smiled.
He knows who it is!
Wealth flower!
This guy is definitely not a real cousin, but a distant relative, the kind that is relatively far away.
Calculated according to the genealogy, Fuguihua has only a little blood relationship with him, and he can barely be regarded as his cousin. Although the blood of the two is not very close, Fuguihua is very good at doing things and will give him money every year.
He gave gifts to his family, tried his best to please his relatives, and tried his best to close the relationship with him, until he couldn't even take care of him.
That makes sense.
"Bring him here!"
After the young man finished giving instructions, he put away his exercises and slowly stood up.
Then, he walked to the edge of the mountain, stood upright, and looked at the sky, as if he was a powerful man standing tall and unyielding.
The fairy wind blew slowly, blowing up the blue Broken Cloud robe on his body, but it couldn't blow away his domineering aura!
"Elder brother, he is here!"
Not long after, a guard appeared at the top of the mountain, put down his soul, and bowed respectfully to the young man before leaving.
"Fuguihua pays homage to my cousin!"
The soul immediately fell to the ground and cried out in a mournful voice.
"Who destroyed your immortal body?"
The young man did not look back and continued to look up at the sky, just asking lightly.
At his level, his eyes are higher than the top, he only interacts with people of the same level, and he doesn't look down on low-level immortals at all.
Even though Fuguihua is related to him, he doesn't think highly of Fuguihua, and it's hard to think of his attitude as cold or cold.
"Heir of Kowloon!"
Fuguihua responded.
"The descendant of Kowloon appears?"
The young man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned his head and stared at Fuguihua lying on the ground, "I want to know everything about the descendants of Kowloon!"
"His name is Lu Chen. He is a dual cultivator of alchemy and martial arts. He is currently the ninth-level alchemy emperor!"
"He killed my son Fuyoshidai, destroyed my body, and took away everything from me!"
"Cousin, since I am your relative, you must avenge me!"
Fuguihua cried and said.
"Don't just talk nonsense. I have my own sense of what you should do. I want you to talk more about the descendants of Kowloon."
The young man frowned, regardless of Fuguihua's hatred, but continued on the topic he wanted, "Let me ask you, how many dragons does the descendant of Kowloon have on his body?"
"Gojo!"
"you sure!"
"I fought against him, and I saw with my own eyes that he opened up the dragon-shaped vision, no more, no less, five dragons!"
"The descendants of Kowloon should have six dragons, why are there only five dragons?"
"I don't know either. I've never met the Descendants of Kowloon. I've heard everything about the Descendants of Kowloon."
"You are just a Xuanxian. With such a low level of cultivation, he still needs to create visions when he beats you?"
"He is only in the early stage of Huangxian. If he doesn't open visions, he is no match for me!"
"So that's the case. He is worthy of becoming an immortal, but his strength is still weak. No wonder he needs a vision before he dares to fight you."
"Cousin, it is said that after the descendant of Kowloon grows up, he can sweep across the fairyland. Why not take advantage of his weakness and kill him as soon as possible!"
"He is only in the early stage of Huangxian. Isn't it a pity to kill him?"
"It's not a pity. Kill him early and have peace of mind. Send him to reincarnation as soon as possible. This is also for the good of the entire fairyland!"
"Of course you want him to die early, but I don't really want to!"
"Cousin, don't do it. If you don't kill him early, when he grows up, my great revenge will not be avenged!"
"Your revenge is nothing more than a trivial matter. If I stand up for you, are you still afraid that you won't be able to avenge it?"
"That's right, thank you cousin!"
"However, I haven't met an opponent in many years. I really want to wait for him to grow up and fight with him!"
"Scared? Cousin, please don't have such thoughts, it is very dangerous!"
"If I defeat the descendant of Nine Dragons, I will be the most potential immortal in the Immortal Realm. I will definitely be favored by the controller of the Immortal Realm, and my future path to immortality will be endless!"
"Cousin, that's the descendant of Nine Dragons, not some random descendant. When that kid grows up, the entire Immortal Realm will be shaken. By then it will be too late to kill him."
"I have my own sense of responsibility in this matter. I will just avenge you, so you don't need to say anything more!"
The young man flicked his sleeves and stopped talking about the descendants of Nine Dragons. Instead, he glanced at Fu Gui Hua Yuan Shen and said, "You go, go back and reshape your body, cultivate immortality again, and strive to regain your immortal power as soon as possible!"
"Yes, yes, my cousin resigned!"
The spirit of Fortune Flower kowtowed and flew outside.
At this moment, the fairy wind became rapid and the space fluctuated. The young man suddenly remembered something, his face suddenly changed, and he was about to set off to save Fuguihua.
Unfortunately, it was too late, a scream of Fuguihua came from the distance, and then...
A woman wearing a broken dragon robe appeared on the top of the mountain, with a wisp of green smoke in her hand that had not yet dissipated.
The woman looked to be in her twenties and was very beautiful. Her delicate body had a mature and charming temperament, which was very feminine.
"How dare there be souls who are not afraid of death these days? How dare they come to me to break the dragon gate and die?"
The beautiful woman had a cold face and waved her hand casually, and the green smoke in her hand disappeared without a trace.
"That soul..."
The young man sighed, covered his forehead with his hands, and said angrily, "It belongs to a distant relative of mine. He came to see me for something."
"Ah?" The beautiful woman was startled, and she quickly stretched out her beautiful hand, took the young man's arm, pressed her plump chest tightly against it, and put on an innocent and pitiful face, and said half-apologizing, half-coquettishly.
, "Elder brother, Qingyan is really not
Knowing that the soul is your relative, and now it has caused a big disaster, what should you do?"
"Forget it, those who don't know are not guilty, you don't have to blame yourself!"
"This is also my negligence. I forgot to ask the guards to escort him away. It is really sad."
"However, it is a kind of fate that he was killed in the hands of my little senior sister!"
"My pretty little senior sister is called Duan Qingyan. If he bumps into Duan Qingyan, he will become a wisp of Qingyan!"
The young man sighed again, and then forgot all about the death of Fuguihua. He smiled, reached out to touch the pretty woman's face, and touched all the way down her face...
"cough!"
Suddenly, there was a cough from behind, and the man and woman who were being dirty were so startled that they jumped three feet on the spot.
"Duan Yingjun!"
The young man was furious, stared at the visitor angrily, and scolded mercilessly, "Next time you come over, say hello first from thousands of miles away, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
The person who came was a young man, wearing a broken dragon robe. He was quite handsome, but unfortunately there was an air of anger on his face, which compromised his good looks.
"Eldest brother, don't be angry!"
"This isn't the first time I've bumped into you and Senior Sister. Why are you so anxious?"
"Actually, I've been here a long time ago. It's just that you were talking to the soul and didn't notice me." The young man smiled, with a flattering look on his face.