"Wandashan, come here and let your father take a look."

"No, Black Leader, I can't bear it any longer. Hurry up."

"Then forget it."

"That guy Huang Gui is just not up to par. He hasn't been promoted to Demon General yet, but according to him, he will soon."

"Brother, since you left, we have never been on the battlefield again. Did you know? There are a lot more little monsters on our mountain."

"Hurry up black boss"

"You are so useless, kid."

"Brother, my new little demon with four eyes is too useless, I can only say hurry up."

"Brother, it's been a long time since you left us."

"I don't know, brother, have you found the fairy mountain yet?"

"Have you become a disciple of an immortal?"

"Brother, we all miss you. When will you come back?"

"Brother, when you become an immortal, don't forget us."

"Brother, do you still remember the way back? You must remember to come back."

He looked at the picture that flashed before his eyes and then disappeared.

The second brother Crow's weird thoughts and prayer-like voice echoed in his ears.

This moment.

Lu Fei's originally calm mind was in constant ups and downs.

I couldn't calm down for a long time.

So he simply got up, walked to the Eight Immortals table in the living room, lit the oil lamp, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Zhi Zhi Zhi"

At this time, Xiaobai jumped down from the window sill, trotted forward quickly, and rubbed his head against the feet of his father, who was obviously worried.

Lu Fei picked up Xiaobai and said, "Xiaobai, I just dreamed about your Uncle Crow."

The voice fell.

Xiaobai's eyes widened immediately, and his small black eyes stared at his father.

Lu Fei touched Xiaobai's head and said with a smile: "He said they missed us very much and asked us when we would go back."

It was said that Lu Fei carried Xiaobai to the open window, looked at the full moon in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's been thirteen years, it's time to go back..."

Seven days later.

late at night.

The bright moon hangs high outside the window.

The moonlight is like water.

Big bed.

Lu Fei was covered in green light, illuminating the entire bedroom into daylight.

Outside the bedroom, inside the living room.

Xiaobai, who had already noticed the movement, lay nervously under the Eight Immortals table, staring closely at the brightly lit bedroom.

Wuzhuang Guan Cave is outside the sky.

Bright night sky.

Suddenly I saw a huge white wolf covering the sky with its shadow, opening its mouth to swallow the full moon.

"Ouch."

At this moment, all the brothers in Wuzhuang Temple heard a faint howl of a wolf.

In the bedroom.

The green light that was originally flowing from Lu Fei's body instantly merged into his body.

Within the Dantian.

The cyan storm carried the essence, blood, magical power, and cultivation base, and finally spun and condensed into shape at this moment.

A golden Yuan Dan is suspended in the Dantian.

When medicine meets qi, it forms an image; when Tao meets Xi Yi, it becomes natural.

When I swallowed a golden elixir, I realized that my fate was not determined by fate.

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