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Chapter 323 The sword is born in the world of mortals and flying rain clouds.(2/3)

"elder brother!"

Yang Lan blushed.

"Ying'er, just go."

"You mom is watching her."

Open.

He is a middle-aged woman with a loving and smiling face.

Her cultivation level was barely enough to reach the level of open meridians. She was not very old, but there were already a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and her hair was covered with silvery white. However, from her words and deeds, you can vaguely see that she is

A bit of charm when I was young.

This woman.

Of course he is Yang Ying's biological mother.

"besides."

She reminded her carefully: "This time, I'll help others well. We owe him too much."

What she said.

Of course it's Gu Han.

Without Gu Han, the situation of the mother and son would probably be completely opposite to the present.

"kindness."

Yang Ying smiled.

"I get it, mom."

Said.

He saluted respectfully at the woman and strode away.

"mother."

Seeing him leave.

Yang Lan looked curious.

"It seems like it's different from before."

After a while, it took a while.

Yang Ying smiled several times.

This was simply unimaginable in the past!

In fact, the big stone that was crushed by Yang Ying's heart also disappeared. Over the past few days, it was the happiest and happiest time in his life.

"Ying'er."

The woman's eyes were wet and she felt very distressed.

"He has been the hardest thing in the past few years..."

...

boom!

boom!

Yang Ying had just walked out not far, and the ground trembled.

Followed.

A thick voice came over.

"Senior brother, hurry up!"

"This Yang secretly went to find Brother Gu, so he must have some bad ideas!"

"Snatch the Secret Realm? Or Fight?"

"I'm the one!"

“…”

Yang Ying stopped and smiled helplessly.

really.

I can't hide it from her at all.

But if you go together... it seems good too?

...

Fengwuyuan.

Zuo Yang's face was heavy and his expression was severe, which was very different from his usual calmness and calmness.

"Junior sister."

Hesitated for a while.

He couldn't help but look at Yu Miao who was feasting.

"Has my cooking skills...regressed?"

"ah?"

Yu Miao was eating a piece of animal meat with a delicious meal, without the image of a gentle lady she usually had. He was stunned when he heard this.

"No, it's the same as before."

"this……"

Zuo Yang scratched his head.

Looking at Gu Tian standing quietly not far away, the demonic energy on his body rising and falling, his face full of distress.

"Why don't Fellow Daoist Gu eat?"

Half a month ago.

Gu Tian returned from the tribulation.

This time, he finally didn't get lost and found him along the way with his memory.

Zuo Yang didn't know.

Gu Tian’s true demonic way has long lost any other emotions in his heart except killing and Gu Han. How can he tempt a mere food?

"well!"

Sighing.

Zuo Yang took a look at the small thatched hut in the distance again.

"Ah stupid don't eat..."

In the past, when he showed his cooking skills, Asha had already been the first to rush out with saliva, but now there is no movement. It seems that these delicacies have no at all attractive to her.

"no!"

Zuo Yang learned from his mistakes.

"Cooking skills are like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I need to make progress and break through!"

Inside the hut.

Gu Han sat cross-legged, his eyes closed.

A faint spiritual charm is surrounded by the whole body, and it is constantly waving, as if it is about to enter the next realm at any time.

Cultivation.

It is already the Nine Levels of Lingxuan!

Aside.

As before, Asha held his little face in both hands and stared at him in a daze, without blinking.

This situation.

She couldn't say it either.

Out of instinct.

She just wanted to look at Gu Han carefully and carve everything about him into her mind and into her bones, so as not to forget him one day.

...

In the space of consciousness.

"The body of the Demon in Wanhua?"

After hearing the black shadow's explanation, Gu Han frowned.
To be continued...
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