This is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a knife-like face, deep eyes, and a gentle smile on his lips, but he can never hide the breath of those who have been in the upper hand for a long time and... a faint sense of slut.

You are stunned by the moment.

This person looks very similar to himself!

But... I lifted my chin and said, "It's still not as handsome as me."

"..." The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then smiled: "That's because you have inherited the excellent genes of your father and your mother."

"brush!"

Jun Bieli simply sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the stone chamber casually, and said, "I'm here, where's the opportunity?"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

The middle-aged man sat down too.

From movements to expressions, it is almost exactly the same.

Who dares to say that this is not a father and son? Hurry up and I will pay for it.

"son."

The middle-aged man said in a deep tone: "The Eternal Continent where you are now was once called Xingyue Continent, which was the place where your father made his fortune from scratch."

"Say the point!"

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, my father rose from the end of his life. He held a watermelon knife and cut from the Nantianmen to Penglai East Road. Finally, the Wanju Sect, which is regarded as a legend, was established." The middle-aged man closed his eyes, as if recalling the past.

"Then why did it decline?"

"Why."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Because this is the law of heaven and earth. Everything has no eternity, and everything has to go through life and death, rise and fall."

"So you die, your sect has declined?"

"fart!"

The middle-aged man said, "Your father, I live with Tianqi, how could I die!"

"I'm still alive." Jun Bili was delighted. At least he was not an orphan, and at least his father was still alive.

but.

He said with difficulty: "Is my mother..."

"Don't think about it."

The middle-aged man said, "Your mother is still alive."

"Huh!" Jun Beli Li breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile that should be of this age finally appeared on his face.

No matter how many times you travel through reincarnation, no matter what you have experienced, you will always be a child in front of your parents.

"son."

The middle-aged man said seriously: "You not only have parents, but also a group of senior brothers and sisters, and a group of uncles and uncles."

"Well?"

Jun Bieli said in surprise: "Where are they?"

"Awaiting for your call."

"call?"

“Not talking about these.”

Middle-aged people changed the topic: "Although you are a strong second generation and a son of the Jun family, you must be brave enough to shoulder your own mission!"

"I still have a mission?"

"brush!"
Chapter completed!