Invincible Conqueror

Upon hearing this, Li Cheng came to the big coffin and felt a little nervous. He patted the lid of the coffin with a palm, and when he saw it, he saw a person lying inside the coffin!A dead man!A boy of sixteen or seventeen!

The boy was horribly green all over, and the green was a little black.

Seeing the boy's face, Li Cheng suddenly trembled, his eyes red, and tears fell: "Feng'er! My Feng'er!" After speaking, he took the boy out of the coffin and hugged him tightly.

"My Fenger!"

"You can't die, my Fenger!"

Li Cheng cried extremely sadly.

Li Mu saw the boy's face clearly, and his face was full of tears for an instant, and he stood there, crying in disregard of his attitude in front of everyone.

"Brother, brother!" At this moment, Li Lu who was standing next to Huang Xiaolong also walked out, rushed over, came to the boy's side, cried, shaking the boy's body with both hands, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Brother, wake up, I don’t want you to die, I don’t want you to die!"

"Brother, wake up!"

"You wake up!"

Li Lu burst into tears.

At this time, the guards, maids, and many masters of the Li Mansion also stepped forward and knelt down, crying, crying, the dead boy was Li Lu’s eldest brother Li Feng, who was also Li Cheng’s only son. Li Feng was very talented. Like Li Lu, he possesses a top nine martial soul. Three years ago, he was favored by Chu Yunzong, a large sect of the Luotong Kingdom, and became an inner disciple of Chu Yunzong. I did not expect that Li Mu would be killed this time in his 80th birthday. Die, send it as a birthday gift!

All the patriarchs and masters of the major families who came to celebrate their birthdays secretly shook their heads. I didn't expect this to happen to the Li family's longevity!

"Feng'er, Grandpa killed you!" Li Mu knelt there, shaking his hands, touching his grandson's face, tears dripping on his grandson, but the grandson was unable to move and could no longer hear his call.

"Don't worry, Grandpa will avenge you! Definitely!" Li Mu's eyes were determined.

From a distance, Huang Xiaolong looked at, his eyes were red.

Everyone around was silent.

After a long time, Li Mu picked up his grandson and walked back to the Li Mansion. Everyone followed and entered the Li Mansion. The festive red cloth hanging in the Li Mansion was so dazzling at this time.

The birthday feast did not last in the end.

Before long, the patriarchs and masters of the major families who came to celebrate birthdays left one after another, and the lively Li Mansion suddenly became silent and lifeless.

In the end, only five people, Huang Xiaolong, came to celebrate the birthday.

"Brother Li, the sorrow and change!" Huang Qide came to Li Mu's side, and said with consolation: "What will happen in the future, let me know, we Huangjiazhuang will come to help now!"

Huang Qide also didn't expect this to happen, and now they couldn't stay there, so they had to leave first.

"Brother Huang, thank you!" Li Mu's voice was sad.

Huang Qide nodded and had no choice but to say anything, so he took Huang Xiaolong and a few people to leave, but at this moment, Li Lu suddenly ran over, hugged Huang Xiaolong, and cried: "Little Dragon, don't go, okay?"

Everyone around looked at Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked nasty, hesitated, patted Li Lu on the shoulder, and said with consolation: "I will visit you often in the future. Don't worry, I will kill the other person and avenge your brother."

Everyone shook their heads and smiled when they heard the words, just as if they were children talking casually. No one took Huang Xiaolong's words seriously. Even Li Mu didn't have the confidence to kill each other, let alone a child under eight years old?

"Then you must come to see me often." Li Lu's eyes were whirling tears.

Huang Xiaolong can only nod his head.

Li Mu personally sent Huang Xiaolong out of Li Mansion, and returned to Li Mansion after Huang Xiaolong disappeared.

In the evening, Huang Xiaolong and several people returned to Huangjiazhuang.

After returning to Huangjiazhuang, that night, Huang Xiaolong did not practice Shura Art, but stood on the top of Houshan Mountain, looking at the stars in the night sky.

Two meters away from Huang Xiaolong, Feihou stood there, waiting.

"Feihou, you said, after death, will it turn into stars in the night sky?" Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong said.

Fei Hou was startled: "The stars in the night sky?" Obviously, he didn't expect Huang Xiaolong to suddenly ask this question.

"My former hometown said that when people die, they will turn into stars in the night sky, and then guard their relatives." Huang Xiaolong said quietly.

"Into the stars in the night sky? Guarding your relatives?" Fei Hou shook his head and smiled: "In this world, only strong strength can guard and protect his relatives."

"Strong strength!" Huang Xiaolong was dumbfounded.

"Yes, great strength!" Feihou nodded.

That's right, great strength!Huang Xiaolong squeezed his fists, and his eyes flickered under the night sky. Only strong strength can guard and protect his loved ones!

He wants to become stronger!Keep getting stronger!

Only in this way can he guard and protect his loved ones!

An invisible aura radiated from Huang Xiaolong, even Fei Hou was shocked.

"Go, let's go back!" After a while, Huang Xiaolong withdrew his momentum, said with a change of tone, then turned to Huangjiazhuang at the foot of the mountain and returned, Fei Hou followed closely.

After returning to Huangjiazhuang, Huang Xiaolong took out the cold jade bed, sat down cross-legged, and ran the Shura Art, the Nine Nether Qi continued to roll down from the void.

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time flies.

Ten months passed quickly.

After returning from the Li family’s birthday celebration, Huang Peng found that his son was practicing more madly than before. He stayed in the small yard all day, almost unable to get out. Seeing his son practicing so madly, Huang Peng and Su Yan naturally felt distressed. Come to see Huang Xiaolong in the courtyard.

In the past ten months, Huang Xiaolong’s fighting qi cultivation base has increased at a terrifying speed. When he returned from the birthday celebration of the Li family, Huang Xiaolong was the peak of the early stage of the fourth stage. After half a month, he broke through the middle of the fourth stage, and reached the peak of the fourth stage in a month. After the month is the late fourth stage.

In October, Huang Xiaolong not only broke through the fifth stage, but also reached the peak of the late stage five!

On this morning, the sun was shining, and on the back mountain, Huang Xiaolong waved the blade of Shura with his hands, and more than a hundred blade lights appeared out of thin air. I saw two wind clusters up to five meters high continuously rolling and spinning. Where the hell wind passed, all the trees were broken into more than a hundred pieces, and the two wind groups that were originally rolling forward suddenly turned around, turning to the left, and then turning to the right!

In ten months, the power of the hell wind has not only increased ten times, but Huang Xiaolong has been able to control the direction of his attack at will, and after rolling twelve or three breaths, the hell wind will dissipate.

"The wind of hell has finally come to fruition, and now all I owe is power!" Huang Xiaolong looked at the fallen trees around, muttering to himself, he has fully understood the artistic conception of the wind of hell, and as his vindictive cultivation base improves, hell The power of the wind will continue to increase.

The drawing said that someone once used the wind of hell, sweeping a radius of one hundred thousand miles, within one hundred thousand miles, all lives were slaughtered, and no grass was left!

"There are still more than twenty days before the next annual meeting." Huang Xiaolong retracted the Shura Blade into his arm, thinking to himself.

(The next chapter is the next annual meeting, and the climax is coming again! Brothers, recommendation tickets, are there any?)