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At the top of the cliff, Xiao Yan lay on the grass, holding a green grass in his mouth, chewing it slightly, allowing the faint bitterness to spread in his mouth...

He raised his white palm and blocked his eyes. His eyes passed through the gaps in his fingers and looked at the huge silver moon in the sky.

"Oh..." Thinking of yesterday's test, Xiao Yan sighed lightly, pulled his palm back lazily, put his hands on his head, his eyes a little dazed...

"It's been fifteen years..." A low murmur suddenly spit out of the boy's mouth without any limit.

"Oh, little kid, it seems that you have not been doing well in the past few years." Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him and said with a faint smile.

"You are..." Xiao Yan hurriedly got up, looked at the ball of fan clan emblem behind the man, and suddenly remembered the night nine years ago.

...

"The king of heaven covers the earth tiger!"

"Pagoda River Demon!"

"!"

"Speak at noon, follow the Basic Law!"

"Why is your face blushing?"

“Can be rowing too!”

"Why is it yellow again?"

"Talking and laughing!"

"Commander Jiang has two beloved babies, do you know what it is?"

"Two treasures, glasses and waistbands."

"What kind of mirror is a mirror, what kind of waist is a waist"

"Italian thin frame mirrors, and chest waist pants."

"Who gave it to me?"

"Donated by Wallace!"

“Where is it”

"Wedding three or three."

"So," said Hen, looking at Xiao Yan who was talking to him, jokingly, "You are also Commander Jiang's person!!!"

...

"By the way, you kid, you haven't looked good in the past few years." After finding a stone, he sat down, and threw a cigarette to Xiao Yan casually. It was the kind of cigarette that Asma often smoked. Zhishui could find it in a corner of the Shenwei Space.

"Are you used to smoking Japanese cigarettes?"

"It's good to smoke, but I don't care if he's a little Japanese thing." He skillfully lit the cigarette with the lighter thrown by the scar. He saw that there was an old smoker before crossing. Xiao Yan took a sip and said meaningfully, "No, it's just this taste, md. I haven't tasted cigarettes for fifteen years. I really thought about it."

"By the way, how have you been doing these years?" Xiao Yan said with some loss as he looked at Uchiha who had been in the Naruto world.

"Me," Hen thought about it, but he still thought to tell Xiao Yan about his current cultivation level. "It's not so good, just Dou Zong."

"Damn it! Douzong, don't lie to me." Xiao Yan stood up with a whistle, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, looking "You're teasing me."

"You said you were only sixteen years old when you came to Douqi Continent. Now you have only been ten years old. You are actually Douzong." Xiao Yan almost roared.

Hen didn't say anything nonsense, and directly reached out to grab the empty space. He saw that the space in front of him was like a ball of thin paper, twisting violently.

Looking at Xiao Yan who was stunned, Hen said lightly: "The power of space."

"I'll go!" Xiao Yan sat on the ground with a decadent look on his face and murmured to himself, "It's so bad that it's a blow. Both are time travelers, why have they been in such a big gap for so many years!"

At this moment, Xiao Yan wondered if the scar was covered by the halo of pig's feet.

Xiao Yan showed a bitter expression on his face and asked tentatively: "I don't know if Brother Heng can help me solve my problem." Xiao Yan told him everything. However, Heng's eyes were on the black ring on Xiao Yan's hand.

"Your ring" Shin suddenly pointed at the black ring on Xiao Yan's hand and asked.

"This is what my mother left for me before she died, what's wrong?" Hen's words stunned Xiao Yan for a moment, and then quickly explained.

"Is this the same pig's feet?" Hen stared at the ring on Xiao Yan's hand, thinking in his heart, "Is that old man in this ring?"

"You will practice in front of me now and let me see where your problem lies," Hen thoughtfully, and opened the Sharingan at the same time.

"Oh, right away!" Xiao Yan said something strange, but he still did as Hen said.

On the grass, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his hands made strange handprints in front of him. His chest was slightly ups and downs, and he inhaled and formed a perfect cycle. During the breath cycle, there was a faint white air flow through his mouth and nose, penetrated into his body, warming his bones and flesh.

When the boy closed his eyes and practiced, the ancient black ring on his fingers shone strangely again, and then he fell silent...

"Hu..." He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint white light flashed in his dark eyes. It was the Dou Qi that had just been absorbed but had not been completely refined.

"It's gone again!" Chen Shen sensed it in his body, and Xiao Yan sighed helplessly.

"Wait a minute!" Hen suddenly spoke, pointed at Xiao Yan's ring and said, "Pick off the ring on your hand and practice."

"Take it seriously" Xiao Yan looked at the ring on his hand, a little unbelievable: this ring is a relic left by his mother, how could it be its problem?

Hen Yun said lightly: "Yes or not, you will know if you take off the ring and practice!"

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, gently took off the ring from his hand, put it aside, and tried to practice.

Soon, Xiao Yan stopped the work and stood up, looked at the ring on the ground, his face full of incredible feelings, and murmured: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."

Just now, Heng leaned against the Sharingan and realized that Xiao Yan had cultivated the fighting spirit and was sucked away by the ancient black ring on Xiao Yan's finger. Xiahen was even more sure that there was an old man hiding inside.

"Old sir, you can come out." Hen said with a smile, holding Xiao Yan's finger on the ring.

Suddenly, the ring automatically broke out and shone brightly.

The sudden change surprised Xiao Yan. He never expected that this small ring would actually change. He saw that the ring left by Xiao Yan's mother was emitting a violent white light at this time.

After a moment, the white light disappeared. As the white light disappeared, an old man appeared in front of everyone. The old man was wearing a white robe, with the robe fluttering, like a fairy-like traitor, and looked like an immortal. This old man was Xiao Yan's destined master Yaochen Yao Lao.

"Ghost" Xiao Yan widened his eyes and asked in surprise.

Hen nodded: "If he calls me from my hometown, he is indeed a ghost!"

Xiao Yan opened his eyes wide open, stared at Yao Chen angrily, and asked, "Why are you hiding in my ring, what do you want to do?"

Yao Chen said embarrassedly: "My friend, don't worry first, listen to me to say it slowly!" In the original work, Yao Chen appeared on his own, and Xiao Yan had no choice but to do anything to him, so he acted as Xiao Yan's "old grandfather" without fear.

Now, he was found out by the trace, and his situation was much more embarrassing.

Xiao Yan snorted coldly: "Okay, I'll hear what you say!"

Yao Chen made an expression of gratitude and said, "First of all, thank you for your offerings over the past three years, otherwise I would not be able to wake up."

"Entertainment" Xiao Yan blinked in confusion. After a moment, his face suddenly became gloomy and said coldly: "The fighting spirit that disappeared inexplicably in my body is what you did."

Yao Chen said awkwardly: "This, that... I'm forced to do it too, my friend, don't blame me."

"What" Xiao Yan shouted out when he heard Yao Chen's words. He looked at Yao Chen with anger: "It turns out that my cultivation has been falling over the past three years, maintaining the third stage of Dou Qi. Every time the Dou Qi that I practiced will be lost at night, it is because of you! You robber, you will compensate me for Dou Qi!"

While saying that, Xiao Yan also pounced on Yao Chen, but he was stunned. Yes, Yao Chen is in a soul state now, how could Xiao Yan touch him?

"Hahaha!!! I didn't expect to meet a brother in distress today!" At this moment, the Tianhuo Venerable in the Henna Ring suddenly laughed and floated out, which made Xiao Yan and Yao Chen stunned.

"This brother, I am a man named Tianhuo, and I am known as Tianhuo Venerable." Looking at Yao Chen who was in a dull state in front of him, Tianhuo Venerable bowed to Yao Chen, who was also a soul body with a smile on his face.

...

A carriage drove up the front of a bumpy and bumpy path. The driving was an old man in a moon-white robe. The old man's face was rosy and energetic, and there were not many obvious wrinkles on his face. However, the most eye-catching thing was that there was a silver light moon painted on his chest. There were seven golden stars dotted around the light moon! His dark pupils were slightly narrowed, and sometimes they made a little sharp.

In the luxurious and huge carriage, I saw a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old sitting on the red brocade seat cushion. She had a green jade pendant hanging from her delicate earlobes. As she swung slightly, she made a crisp jade sound, and a sudden appearance of delicateness. In addition, these three Venus stars were painted next to the girl's delicate breasts that had begun to develop. If outsiders saw it, they would definitely take a breath of air conditioning, the Three Star Fighter!

The girl frowned slightly, turned her head to one side, and said nothing.

However, sitting on the side of the carriage was a handsome young man in his twenties with a tall figure. However, his charm was from the five Venus pictures on his chest, which represented the strength of the young man, a five-star fighter! Although his strength was higher than that of the girl, the ratio of age to strength was obviously much inferior to that young man in front of him.

"Yanran... look at this..." Yanran, behind this wonderful name, there was an iceberg expression. This young man with a straight waist bowed slightly and holding a plate of exquisite snacks gracefully with his hands, the handsome face was slightly stiffened a little. In the end, under the unchanging coldness of the girl, he had to stop.

However, after a while, the young man had a gentle smile on his face that he thought was handsome, and he leaned towards the girl. He was glared coldly by the girl's pink eyes, and the young man had to stop him. But after a while, the young man came as usual, never getting tired of it.

Faced with the troubles of young people, the girl was young and energetic after all, and her willful personality was already amazing. Finally, the water cloud curtain in the car was roughly unveiled, and the girl walked out with her thin eyebrows frowned.

The young man's slightly stiff smile suddenly came from the carriage, "Hehe, Yanran originally wanted to go out to see the scenery... Then the senior brother is too..." However, just as the young man was about to come out, the girl's angry shout came.

"Yun Li, if you dare to follow me again, I will definitely report this to the sect leader truthfully!" The girl's cold scolding voice was filled with a strong sense of threat. After all, it was the time when the girl was young and energetic. In addition, the girl was spoiled in the family, so she didn't know how to be smooth and she could not speak too much.

Suddenly, after the girl's last angrily shouted, the carriage immediately became silent... but the rapid and hot breathing sound was not known if it was deliberately made.

Yanran's mood did not feel any pleasure because she walked out of the carriage. On the contrary, after thinking quietly, her slender shallow eyebrows suddenly became tighter. She glanced at the mouth and immediately said in a deep voice to the old man beside her, "Old Ge, when you arrive at the Xiao family, remember..."

Ge Ye thrust his face and said helplessly, "Yanran, since you came out of the sect, you have asked me countless times!"

Yanran pouted her pink mouth, her eyes turned, and a thin body of bones appeared in her mind, her face was pale like a zombie, her huge eyes were like a bulge, and she dragged her nose and saliva and walked towards her tremblingly. Then, the disgusting fangs, which were uneven, were wide open, and then she shouted to her affectionately with that sarcastic tone, "Nalan Yanran... Yanran... Is it big... Flower girl..." Then the five fingers that were squirming in the palm of the bone were grabbing Nalan Yanran's pale face...

Suddenly, Yanran's eyes, whose closed eyes suddenly opened, her cheeks pale, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her hands couldn't help but cover her ears tightly, and her head was swaying like a drum, as if she wanted to drive out all the creepy demon-like call.
Chapter completed!