Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 728: The wicked kind!

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The seven hundred and twenty-eighth chapter is a kind of evil!

"Hahahaha! Tong Yan Wuji! Tong Yan Wuji!" Hearing Li Tian's words, Wu Shanhe laughed, then took out a bag of things from his arms and handed it to Li Tian: "Xiao Tian Look, grandpa brought you something good!"

Li Tian opened it and saw that there were a few round four-tier pills!

"Thank you, grandpa!" Li Tian cried happily, took a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it.

Seeing this scene, Yang Rushuang smiled bitterly and said: "Old Wu, you spoil him like this, but you are going to spoil Xiaotian!"

"I'm willing to spoil him!" Wu Shanhe didn't care, touched Li Tian's little head, his eyes showed kindness: "I treat Yang Chen as my own, and his nephew is naturally mine. Grandson, you don’t have to have any psychological burden!"

Hearing the name "Yang Chen", the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Everyone's eyes are filled with nostalgia.

"Yang Chen..."

Liu Yan murmured, reminiscing in his eyes.

She still remembers that in the class test, Yang Chen took off the title of trash with a manpower. Later, in the college's assessment, one person saved the entire Star Academy. This fellow is also the best student Liu Yan has ever taught!

"This brat!"

Yang Shan cursed: "I think this kid is ambitious outside. He has been out for more than a year. I don't know if he comes back to see his old man and his aunt! If he dares to come back, see Break his dog legs!"

"Okay!" Yang Rushuang poked him and said, "I beat him every day, Xiaochen is my nephew, I think you dare to beat him?"

Yang Shan curled his lips.

It seemed that he wanted to say something more, but he was afraid of Yang Rushuang's temper and could only shut his mouth.

"Besides, if Xiao Chen comes back, I think you can't cry too late? Why are you willing to beat him?" Yang Rushuang teased.

"Yes!" Wu Shanhe nodded, and said: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. You don't have to worry too much about them. When it's time to come back, Yang Chen will naturally come back."

Hearing what Wu Shanhe said, Yang Shan sighed silently.

Although I feel a little reluctant, but after all, I am full of pride.

After all, the son is so good, how can he be not proud as a father?

"I'm old, I don't want to care about him anymore! Let him go and mess around, as long as he can come back alive!" Yang Shan waved his hand and said casually.

As soon as this was said, everyone laughed.

"Well, you guys, the old man will not chat with you anymore. The carriage is still waiting for the old man. After returning from Zhongzhou, the old man will tell you more about the past." Wu Shanhe hugged his fists and turned directly after speaking. left.

"Old Wu, go slowly!"

The crowd said behind them.

Li Tian tilted his head and watched this scene quietly, with doubts in his big eyes. From the time he was born, everyone told him that he had a great uncle.

But Li Tian has never seen this uncle.

It’s just that there is a voice in my heart that seems to keep telling him that his uncle is great, and that he will become a person like his uncle in the future!

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Zhongzhou, Tianhuo Palace.

Countless members of the Tianhuo Palace wearing fire red clothes kneeled quietly on the square, looking extremely religious. In front of everyone, there is a majestic hall. There is an altar in front of the hall, and the blazing flames burn inside the altar, looking solemn and solemn.

"How long has the saint entered the temple?"

An old woman leaned on a cane and asked with dignity.

"Mother-in-law, the saint has been in for three days!" the person beside him said respectfully.

"It's been three days...Why have you been in for so long?" The old woman frowned, her eyes showing confusion. In her impression, the inheritance of the fairy body only takes one to two days, but the saint went in for three full days this time, which made her feel a little worried.

"Mother-in-law, it may be that the saint has encountered some problem." A middle-aged beautiful woman came out and said softly: "I heard that when the fairy body inheritance of Tianhuo Palace is inherited, there will be heart demon stalks. If the demon is weak, it can be inherited quickly. If the heart demon is strong, it will take some effort to inherit the complete fairy body!"

Heart Demon...

Hearing this, the anxiety in the eyes of the old woman is more serious.

She is not worried about anything, the only thing she is worried about is the original thing...

Seems to see the anxiety in the old woman's heart. The beautiful woman patted her on the shoulder and said: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, that incident has passed back then. Ling Yun is not a child. What should I do? , She still knows what should not be done."

The old woman nodded.

No more words.

"Listen! There seems to be some movement!"

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd. Upon hearing this, the old woman immediately raised her head and her expression changed. At the next moment, everyone saw that the huge hall suddenly collapsed with a bang, and then, a graceful red figure flew out of the hall.

A powerful breath radiated from this figure and swept wildly around.

"Holy Woman!"

Seeing this scene, everyone looked ecstatic and knelt down immediately.

However...

The saint didn't seem to answer their words, but approached everyone at an incredible speed. It can be seen that the original bright eyes of the saint turned into a scarlet color at this moment, and the killing intent was revealed in the eyes, and it contained a violent atmosphere.

"His!"

"What is going on?"

"What happened to the saint?"

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath, only feeling a cold back.

"The heart demon... is the heart demon..." The old woman opened her mouth and said in amazement: "The saint heart demon is overflowing. Didn't she resist the heart demon?"

As she spoke, the saint was getting closer and closer, almost no more than two meters away from the old woman. Among the red lips, a few words were coldly spit out: "It's you! It's all you! You killed my child!"

"You return my child!"

The saint’s eyes showed madness, she directly stretched out her hand, pinched the old woman’s neck, and yelled with a disheveled hair: "You return my child! You return my child!"

The cold voice resounded endlessly in this square.

People just feel cold all over the body.

The saint seems to be crazy, repeating words like "child" and "return my child" in her mouth, and the violence in her eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

"Not good! The saint has gone crazy!"

"She didn't resist the demons!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Let go of the old man!" At this moment, a violent shout suddenly sounded, and a figure flew out of the crowd. He raised his hand and waved at the saint's big sleeve. The next moment he heard a "puff" sound, the saint's figure immediately flew out in embarrassment, lying on the ground with her head, like madness.

"Waste!"

The visitor snorted coldly, and there was a little dissatisfaction in his eyes: "How many days have passed, and the fairy body inheritance has not been completed! It seems that you still haven't forgotten the evil kind in your stomach!"