"Of course, who is my opponent in the world?"

Chu Yang picked up Xiao Chong'er and turned around twice, making Xiao Chong'er laugh, and then let it go.

The Zen silver yarn next to it was shocked.

After coming to Xiaoyao Village, she found that the villagers here were all extremely powerful, almost as powerful as martial saints, and some were not even worse than human immortals.

What shocked her the most was the battle on the sea far away. Those who had the lowest cultivation level were the Creator, which was too terrible.

However, she couldn't see the subsequent changes.

"Chu Yang, the Great Sun Saint, the Three-Year Emperor [31 Novel Network], fight against many creators such as Meng Shen Ji, and they actually returned safely. So, why don't Meng Shen Ji and others...!"

Thinking of this, she shivered.

Chu Yang ignored Zen Yinsha.

On the same day, Chu Yang called the old fisherman and said, "I'm leaving, I'm afraid I will never come back in the future!"

The old fisherman stiffened and smiled bitterly: "I knew there would be such a day, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly!"

"Getting, separation, separation, fate comes and goes!" Chu Yang said, "I passed on your cultivation method. If you practice hard, you will live for a thousand years in the future. If you have successful cultivation and can even live longer, there will be a trace of hope to break your destiny. Xiao Chuang'er, I have laid a solid foundation for her and trained her well. After I leave, tell her that if you want to see me in the future, try to practice hard and break the shackles of destiny!"

"I remember!"

The old fisherman nodded fiercely, but his eyes turned red, obviously reluctant to let it go.

Thinking of the past, fishing makes a living, barely taking care of the growth of the little fish, unable to see the future, unable to see hope, and even worrying every day, what should the little insect do if they have a few shortcomings?

He often can't sleep.

It was not until that day that Chu Yang was saved that his fate changed drastically.

"Also, the emperor today is my disciple, and I will tell him to take care of this place!"

Chu Yang explained again.

The old fisherman nodded silently: "Master, you, take care of yourself! That one, do you still want to see Xiao Chuang'er?"

"No!"

Chu Yang hesitated a little and shook his head. Finally, he injected a ray of innate energy into the old fisherman's body, and once again cleaned his muscles and marrow and laid the foundation.

At the same time, a fairy weapon was left in the other party's body and disappeared without a trace.

"The owner of the house!"
Chapter completed!