In the evening, Xiao Yixian brought back three girls, five or six years old, with almost the same appearance. If they didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to distinguish them.

Just as she was about to enter the courtyard, she saw the Ice Emperor Haibodong who was hesitating outside. She pursed her lips and said nothing, and she was about to walk in directly.

"Girl, wait!"

Haibodong quickly called.

"Is there something wrong?"

The little doctor fairy said lightly.

"Well, can you tell me that I want to see your young master?"

Haibodong hesitated.

He was a little embarrassed. After all, he was one of the top ten powerful men of the Gama Empire, a dignified emperor, but now he has to be humble.

But the power after the seal was removed fascinated him, but he was sealed again, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, which was very uncomfortable.

He didn't know whether he could meet another strong man who could lift the seal in the future. Even if he encountered it, the additional conditions would probably not be very good.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that after Chu Yang left, he carefully sensed the seal. Although it was almost similar to the original one, it was even stronger, completely beyond his imagination and even the scope of understanding.

This put him in despair.

"I'm going to be sealed for the rest of my life?"

"I'm so old?"

"I am so cool, how can I die here in a cowardly way?"

"what to do?"

After thinking for a long time, he found out where Chu Yang and the others lived, and then he turned his face down and came.

"My young master has always been the same!"

The little doctor shook his head and said.

"Girl, please let me know!"

Haibodong showed a pleading look.

The little medical immortal hesitated, and she sighed: "The young master felt that your cultivation was barely enough, so he wanted to find a housekeeper to manage some mundane affairs, but you were not keen!"

Haibodong smiled bitterly.

"Do you know, how did our mount come from?"

The little Yixian changed his tone and pointed at the two monsters that were lying in a yard.

"One is the Amethyst Winged Lion King, the other is the Purple Eye Bull Demon King, both are extremely powerful monsters. I am afraid that even in my heyday, I may not be an opponent, but now I am staying honestly without the violent aura of the monster. This...!"

Haibodong could not imagine it.

"Warcraft, how violent? How bloodthirsty and cruel? How arrogant? How could he surrender easily or be a mount?" Xiaoyixian sighed, "So the young master almost killed them, and then used some means to be honest!"

Haibodong's pupils shrank.

"Look, what are their strengths now?"

The little doctor immortal said again.

Haibodong licked his lips. Only now did he finally confirm that the young master in Xiaoyixian's mouth, the young man, was at least a powerful Dou Zong.

"Are they all sixth-level monsters? It's just their aura?"

He was a little uncertain.

"A few months ago, they were all sixth-level monsters, but after being suppressed by the young master, they became mounts honestly. Now they have broken through and reached the seventh level, which is equivalent to the realm of Dou Zong!"

The little Yixian narrowed her eyes into crescent moons.

"How is that possible?"

Haibodong's body was shocked.

At this time, the Amethyst Winged Lion King and the Purple-Eye Bull Demon King raised their heads at the same time. Their eyes condensed, and infinite aura swept over, causing Haibodong to "dengdeng" to take a few steps back, his face pale, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Seventh level, definitely seventh level?"

He was shocked, his pupils suddenly shrank again, and he said tremblingly: "In a few months, we will break from level six to level seven?"

Xiao Yixian nodded meaningfully: "A few months ago, I was just a fighter, and now I am at the limit of a fighter!"

"Also, what the young master decides is often the same as the matter!"

"But the young master is also a little soft-hearted!"

"Only a little soft-hearted!"

Xiao Yixian pointed out and walked into the hospital.

Haibodong stood dumbly, muttering to himself.

"A few months ago, the sixth-level monster!"

"A few months later, we broke through to the seventh level!"

"Or two ends!"

"It's all after becoming a mount!"

"In a few months, we will reach the limit of the Great Fighter!"

"Is this a myth?"

"I know that Amethyst Winged Lion King and Purple Eye Bull Demon King are two monsters in the Magic Beast Mountains. It is almost impossible for them to break through to the seventh level!"

“And now…!”

"That young master is Douzong?"

"No, the strong Dou Zong will definitely not be able to do this!"

"Dou Zun?Dou Sheng?"

"Even the Fighting Saint, I'm afraid it can't be done, only the alchemist?"

"How many levels?"

"Level 7?Level 8?Level 9?"

"A pharmacist at least level seven or above? He or she has at least a cultivation level above Dou Zun?"

Haibodong changed his mind and thought of reasonable guesses.

"Level 7 alchemist, Dou Zun strong man, in front of such a person, my so-called face...hey!"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"A word of the word? A little bit soft-hearted?"

"How to impress him?"

"A strong man!"

"well……!"

"The only chance..."

"To me, it's not considered humiliation!"

When Haibodong thought of this, he sighed, gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Bang……!

Dust is flying!

In the house.

"Young Master, I've brought it back!" The little Yixian stood obediently in front of Chu Yang, "Their father's funeral has been handled, and they will give the neighbors some money!"

"It's handled well!" Chu Yang opened his eyes, nodded in appreciation, and smiled slightly, making people feel like spring breeze, and the tense faces of the three little girls relaxed, "What are your names!"

"I, I am the eldest sister, my name is Xiaoyue, my second sister is Xiaoxing, and my younger sister is Xiaoling!"

Xiaoyue said softly.

"Kneel down and kowtow. From today on, you three will be my disciples!"

Chu Yang showed a look of pity.

These three children were born to their compatriots, and when they were born, their mother died.

Just yesterday, my father, who was a mercenary, was sent back. He had just arrived home and lost his life, leaving behind three six-year-old children.

In such a poor and deserted place, naturally no one is willing to adopt them.

Waiting for their fate is not to starve to death, but will be sold or raised by some people.

The three little girls hesitated a little and then knelt down and kowtowed nine times.

"Very good!" Chu Yang was very satisfied and ordered, "Little Medical Immortal, I will give you the three of them. First, configure some foundation-building liquid to lay the foundation and cleanse the marrow for them, and then practice!"
To be continued...