"Sir, why did you agree to help that guy once?"
"Sister Xuanming seems to be what she is now because of him."
Qing He looked at Tang Hao beside him and suddenly said with some doubts.
Not long ago, the two of them were above the sun.
However, after absorbing the blood from the altar, Tang Hao left with Qing He.
Before leaving, he promised Luo Hu that he could help him once.
After hearing Qing He's words, Tang Hao looked at the increasingly clear wilderness at his feet, without explaining why he agreed to Luo Hu.
"Haha, your sister Xuanming was not forced by others, so you can't just blame others."
Almost none of the dozens of powerful figures seen above the sun were forced.
As the emperor of a clan, Donghuang Taiyi, if he is not willing, even the Demon Ancestor cannot give him instructions!
Xuanming is naturally the same.
The witch clan is the top of the world, and as an ancestral witch, Xuan Ming probably has many people in this world who are stronger than her.
But someone who can force her to do something she doesn't want to do has probably not been born yet.
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Qing He's face flashed with confusion, "It's not forced, then why does sister stay there?"
Why?
Of course it’s to become stronger!
Tang Hao shook his head helplessly, but suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and lowered his head and looked to his side, "Xiao Qing, don't you know who Luo Hu is?"
"Luohu?" Upon hearing this name, a trace of doubt flashed in Qinghe's eyes, "Who is he?"
Seeing the confusion on Qing He's face, Tang Hao finally understood.
No wonder she didn’t know why Xuan Ming wanted to stay in the Sun. It turned out to be because she didn’t know the legendary Demon Ancestor!
But it's not Qinghe's fault. After Hongjun expelled Luo Hu, the world above the ancient world was dominated by Tao Ancestors, and there were no more Demon Ancestors.
Qinghe was too far away from the period of the Dao-Demon War, and living beings in the wild would not discuss Luo Hu on weekdays, so it was normal for her not to know.
"Luo Hu is a guy who is as famous as Hongjun. Now your sister Xuanming stays by his side, just like Tongtian stayed by Hongjun's side in the past, all in order to become stronger."
Touching Qinghe's head, Tang Hao smiled and said, "Can you understand this?"
The Xuanming clan was born to be close to the killing party. Where would Xuanming stay if he didn't stay by Luo Hu's side?
Qinghe, who was enjoying Tang Hao stroking the top of his head, was stunned when he heard Tang Hao's words.
Is that ordinary-looking man with a heartbroken face just now watching Tang Hao absorb the blood from the altar? Is he as famous as Dao Ancestor?
How can this be? !
Daozu is the teacher of the saints!
In the entire prehistoric period, apart from Tang Hao, Qinghe could not think of anyone else who could be as powerful as Dao Ancestor.
"Sir, do you mean that Sister Xuanming is following the man named Luo Hu because she wants to become a disciple and become a saint like Lord Tongtian and others?"
Qing He, who had been thinking for a long time and still hadn't recovered, suddenly said this.
"Apprenticeship?" Hearing this, Tang Hao couldn't help but smile, "Absolutely."
Because the killing group was expelled, the Xuanming clan had to suppress the desire for killing in their bodies.
But now that Luo Hu has reappeared in the wild, Xuan Ming sees the hope of recovery from Killing Together.
There is actually not much difference between enlightenment and sanctification, so there is nothing wrong with Qinghe's words.
While the two were talking, they had unknowingly returned to the foot of Buzhou Mountain again.
Tang Hao took Qing He directly towards the altar.
On the altar, Zhisheng and others had left without knowing their whereabouts.
There was only one figure standing straight like a javelin, it was Baili.
Seeing Tang Hao and Tang Hao falling from the sky, Baili quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Mr."
"Well, are you done?" Tang Hao nodded and asked with a smile.
"It's... all taken care of."
Baili lowered his head, his tone a little shy.
Qing He, who recovered from the shock, looked at Tang Hao and suddenly asked, "Sir, where are we going now?"
"Didn't I say it before, now all the races in the ancient world are hidden in the world, the saints are arranged, and the four religions stand side by side."
"There is still some time before the great world comes. We just take advantage of this time to visit other worlds."
Tang Hao looked at the two of them and continued with a smile: "Don't you want to see the world outside the prehistoric times?"
"Think!" Qinghe raised his hand, excitement written on his face.
However, she was not excited because she was leaving Honghuang, but because she knew that no matter what, she would be with her husband when she left Honghuang this time.
And as long as she can stay with her husband, Qinghe will only feel happy wherever she goes.
"Everything will follow your instructions, sir." Baili lowered his head, and the shyness in his tone disappeared, replaced by sonorous meaning.
"Yes." Tang Hao nodded with satisfaction, but he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his voice changed: "By the way, you guys wait for me here for a few days, I have to deal with other things."
"After I finish processing, we will set off to the sea."
"Yes!" Baili nodded again and did not ask what Tang Hao was going to deal with.
Qing He wanted to say something more, but Tang Hao interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "It's only a few days, just stay with Baili and wait for me."
"Oh, I know sir."
Hearing that Tang Hao was about to leave again, Qinghe's little head suddenly dropped.
However, she also knew that her husband must have his own reasons for not taking her with him when handling things, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Just like this, under the gaze of the two people, Tang Hao's body was once again filled with chaos and black and yellow aura.
The whole person began to become mysterious and unpredictable, exuding an extremely terrifying aura that made people afraid to approach or look directly at him.
"gentlemen?"
Looking at the body in front of him that looked like a god and demon coming to the world, Qinghe shouted in surprise.
Didn't you say you have to deal with things? Why did you suddenly stop talking?
Her crisp words echoed above the altar, but no one responded.
Just when Qinghe wanted to step forward to see the situation, he was gently pulled back by Baili behind him.
"It seems that sir...has left."
Looking at Tang Hao who was motionless in front of him, Baili said with some uncertainty.
On the other side, Tang Hao, who had returned to reality, didn't know that the moment he closed his eyes, his body began to involuntarily return to its true form and did not disappear into the wilderness.
In the bedroom, Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes from the bed.
The long-lost car horn sounded faintly from outside the window, and a feeling of a world away suddenly arose in Tang Hao's heart.
Standing up, Tang Hao walked to the window. What he saw was no longer mountains and rivers, but modern high-rise buildings.
Buzhou Shanxia, which was still exuding an eternal atmosphere one second, returned to reality the next second.
This strong contrast caused a rare ripple in Tang Hao's heart.
Slowly raising his hand, a mysterious and mysterious power began to emerge in his palm.
The scenes he experienced during this period of time in the wilderness began to flash before his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in Tang Hao's deep eyes.
"In the end, which world of me...is the real me?"
