It should be noted that even if a warrior has attained enlightenment and become a god, his life span is not infinite. One hundred thousand years later, he will still turn into a pile of dead bones.

Ten thousand years ago, as soon as the God King's divine character appeared, the entire God Continent was crazy about it!

"Luo Shui, you always think that martial arts is more important than you in my heart, but you never knew how deep my feelings for you"?

"If you speak, even if you have the divine nature of this God King, I will definitely give it to you."

"Thousands of years of companionship and thousands of years of mutual support are not as good as a small divine character"!

Zhan Wuque showed self-deprecating at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes in pain, and his palms were clenched little by little.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and his expression had returned to calm, but there was only a trace of murderous intent in his eyes that had broken through him!

Since he is reborn for a lifetime, he will definitely reach the peak again. He will shoot down Luo Shui from the altar with his own hands, and there will be the twelve gods promoted by Zhan Wuque, an ungrateful traitor! He will clean up the portals one by one!

Let them pay the price they deserve!

I really look forward to their expression after seeing the former God of War Return, Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a cold light.

Since you have lived a life of rebirth, the most urgent task is to restore your cultivation.

However, this body is born with a dantian like iron and cannot be cultivated, but it is a bit troublesome.

Zhan Wuque pondered for a while, left the classroom and walked towards Zhan's house.

Half an hour later, a quaint old house appeared in sight, but as soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by his servants.

"Young master, you can't go in," the clerk looked anxious and pulled Zhan Wuque to the side courtyard.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Wuque pulled out his hand without leaving any trace and said lightly.

The servant was shocked. Zhan Wuque, who was calm and composed in front of him, was just two people with the cowardly and silent young master in his impression. Then he did not dare to hide it and hurriedly informed him.

Zhan Wuque learned the whole story, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, and came to the door to invite brides again.

The Zhan family, once the first family in Qingyang City, Zhan Wuque's grandfather, made great achievements for the country and gave countless precious medicines.

But ten years ago, Zhan Wuque's parents have never come back once.

The old man from the Zhan family has passed down for three generations, and his old injuries have relapsed. His health has become worse and worse day by day. However, Zhan Wuque's dantian is like iron, unable to practice, and his cowardly personality is so unbearable that he can't take on the responsibility of the Zhan family.

This was true until a year ago, the city lord of Qingyang City came to the door and had a chat with the old man of the Zhan family for a night.

Three days later, Zhan Wuque brought a large number of treasures to Qing's house, causing a sensation in Qingyang City! Until today, Qingshuang stopped Zhan Wuque in public.

"I actually put the No. 1 God of War in Eternality," Zhan Wuque showed mockery at the corner of his mouth, feeling sad for her. Since he was reborn, his rise would be unstoppable and he would definitely come to the altar again in the future!

I'm afraid that it won't take long to regret what he did today. The college competition in three days will be his first battle to become famous!

He will settle those who usually bully him one by one!

"Let's go"! Zhan Wuque snorted coldly, and walked into the yard without saying much.

The servant jumped in from behind and sighed secretly, followed quickly, and had no hope in his heart.

The image of Zhan Wuque Waste has been deeply rooted in people's hearts over the years.

Zhan Wuque walked directly through the courtyard and came to the main hall. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the old man of the Zhan family sitting directly above, Zhan Yuanhua.

Zhan Yuanhua had white hair with vicissitudes of life, with deep wrinkles on his face. He coughed softly from time to time, hunched over, but there was a momentum surrounding him, giving people the feeling of a sleeping lion.

Zhan Wuque took big steps into the door, and as he walked, his temples were flying, his momentum was steady, like a peerless sword that had not been unsheathed!

Seeing this, Zhan Yuanhua's turbid eyes lit up suddenly. He could feel that today's grandson was very different from the past.

"This is Mr. Zhan, who is indeed a talented person and has an extraordinary temperament." A middle-aged woman dressed in a matchmaker came up and covered her mouth and smirked, but there was unconcealed sarcasm in her eyes.

What's so cool about a waste who cannot practice!

"Young Master Zhan, look," the matchmaker smiled and pointed at a woman and said, "This is the daughter of the ninth concubine of the head of the Wang family. She is really a talented man and beautiful woman, and she is a perfect match for heaven."

Zhan Wuque looked at the voice, his face turned pale and his forehead was thunderous.

The woman was less than 1.5 meters tall, but she weighed at least 200 kilograms. She looked so handsome!

"Doing nonsense, get out"! Zhan Wuque shouted coldly, and his anger gradually arose.

"Young Master Zhan, if you don't like it, you can continue to choose it." The matchmaker covered her mouth and giggled, as if she didn't hear Zhan Wuque shouting angrily.

As she said that, she pulled out a few women from behind, all of whom were crooked noses and squinted eyes, extremely ugly, clearly showing that she was humiliating Zhan Wuque and the Zhan family.

"Where are you, drag this crazy woman out for me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, four servants rushed in from outside, all of whom were full of hot eyes.

The Zhan family has been bullied for so many years, and as a servant, he has also been bullied and looked down upon.

"Is the young master a prodigal son turning back?" The servants were so excited that they stepped forward together and pressed the matchmaker to the ground.

"Let go of me"! The matchmaker struggled, unwilling to accept his eyes and mocked: "The Zhan family is exhausted, and there is only a wasteful young master and the immortal. I think you can live a few more days"!

"slow"!

Zhan Wuque waved his hand when he heard this, his face turned gloomy.

"I'm so scared? Yes, the power behind me is enough to destroy your entire family. It's really a waste. It feels bad to be retired in public today." The matchmaker broke free from the servants and ridiculed everyone.

"Bang"!

A crisp slap sounded throughout the hall.

The matchmaker covered her face with her hands, her eyes showing disbelief, and she screamed: "Little beast, how dare you hit me? Do you know that I am from the Qing family? You Zhan family are waiting to destroy the family!"

"It's you who beat me!"

"Pa"! "Pa"! "Pa"!

Zhan Wuque had no expression on his face, and slapped more than a dozen times in the face in a dazed gaze.
Chapter completed!