Chapter 590: Change of the ground gate

To say that Ling Xiao last time saw Nangong Yurong, he felt that Nangong Yurong was not like Nangong Yurong. This time Lingxiao saw Nangong Yurong again. His feeling was that Nangong Yurong was not Nangong Yurong.
In the past, the Nangong Yurong was gentle, the Yushu was in the wind, and the wind was flowing. Although he liked men, it did not hinder his image in the eyes of many women.
But now this Nangong Yurong, at least taking into account his own image, although the speech is still so Sven, but this sneak sneak with the man's tenacity, has fundamentally and completely separated from the former Nangong Yurong.
The current Nangong Yurong is another person.
In the past two years, Nangong Yuzhuo finally saw his younger brother, and he saw it at such a time. His excitement was beyond words, and he could only use his bear to express: "Welcome back."
"Yeah." Nangong Yurong gently sighed, under the unkempt hair, there was a little moist in the bright eyes.
Ling Xiao secretly sighed in his heart, presumably Nangong Yurong had a hard time in the past two years. This is a cruel temper for Nangong Yurong, the son of a former son who came to the mouth and rice to open his mouth.
Fortunately, this tempered Nangong Yurong came over, and Ling Xiao also noticed that the current soul level of Nangong Yurong has already reached the purple level.
"Well, the brothers meet, there is a saying later, Yurong brother, what you are looking for has been found." Ling Xiao asked with a smile.
Nangong Yurong nodded: "Yes, find it, you see if these two things."
Nangong Yurong stretched out his hands. On the palm of his left hand, there was a black and white grass. The roots of the seven palms on the palm of his right hand were the roots of the resurrection and the seven colors.
Ling Xiao carefully took these two herbs from the hand of Nangong Yurong, because he knows what kind of meaning these two herbs have for Nangong Yurong.
"Yu Rongxiong, I am going to refining medicine now, waiting for the children and Xianger to wake up, and you will go back to the ground to do the door." Ling Xiaozheng said.
Nangong Yurong said faintly toward Ling Xiao: "Okay, thank you."
Ling Xiao’s heart is dark, it seems that the changes in the two years of tempering to Nangong Yurong are really big, and even people have become more stable.
No one knows what Ling Xiao is doing in his practice room. What everyone knows is that when Ling Xiao came out, it was already three days later.
A tired face came out of the cultivation room, and his hand had two more medicinal herbs with a scent of purple light.
Nangong Yurong looked at the two medicinal herbs that Ling Xiao had presented to him, and his heart trembled sharply. He glanced at Ling Xiao with gratitude, but did not say anything.
Later, Ling Xiao took out the body of the nephew and Xianger, and let Nangong Yurong personally feed the two medicinal herbs. It didn’t take long for the two to have no body fluctuations. The fluctuation of the soul force, so that Nangong Yu Rong can not help but be overjoyed.
Wandering outside for so long, just to be able to let them live, seeing the purpose is about to be reached, how can Nangong Yurong not be excited.
However, Nangong Yurong has not been happy for a long time, and the soul fluctuations of the two have disappeared. Rao is already very stable. Nangong Yu can't stand it. "Ling Wei, what is going on?"
Ling Xiao took a shot of Nangong Yurong's shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, these two medicinal herbs are just souls and souls. If you want to restore the three souls and seven scorpions, you still have one last step."
Ling Xiao took out Tian Yan Yu, and put the two women's hands on Tian Yanyu. At the same time, Ling Xiao released the part of the soul that was intercepted by the two women in the magic token. Come out and apply it to the heavenly jade.
Tian Yan Yu Yu immediately gave off a soft black and white light, spread from the hand, quickly covered the body of the two women.
This soft radiance of black and white is one after another, alternating with each other, as if it were working in turn.
After the operation of Tian Yanyu for more than one hour, the two women had a wave of souls.
This time, the soul fluctuations of the two people are far stronger than the distant ones, and they are no different from normal people.
"Is it finally waking up?" Looking at the ruddy faces of the two women, Nangong Yurong’s bright eyes stared at them closely, stunned, afraid that they would blink and they would fall into a deep sleep. .
Finally, the black and white light gradually dissipated like a gentle tide until it disappeared completely, and the two women opened their eyes.
"The son..."
The two almost called Nangong Yurong at the same time, without any hesitation.
Although Nangong Yurong has changed a lot, in their eyes, no matter what he looks like, the son will always be the one in their minds.
Nangong Yurong was so weeping, and the two women held the two women tightly in their arms: "Hey, Xiang, you are finally fine."
I felt the feeling of Nangong Yurong on them. The two women had a panic on their faces, and the sweetness in their hearts did not know how to describe them.
Ling Xiao made a look at Nangong Yuzhuo, Nangong Yuzhuo immediately understood, and the two quietly left, leaving the venue here to the three people who have not reunited for a long time...
"It's so tired." Ling Xiao stretched out and stretched, and he planted it on his bed, and went to sleep.
These three days and three nights of refining medicines are really not the work of his mother, almost the spirit of Ling Xiao has been hollowed out, it is really not enough to sleep.
Waiting for Ling Xiao to wake up and go out to see, hey, that Nangong Yurong has become the same model he had known before. The only difference is that his temperament and the appearance of the two women standing next to her have a great The change.
Seeing Nangong Yurong renewed his spirit, Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Are you ready, you can leave."
When I heard Ling Xiao ask this sentence, Nan Gong’s face became very dignified:
Yes, this time I go back and say how many people I have to kill. I will not die for no reason. Who is related to my death? I must let them pay the price of their lives."
The gates of the earth are very live these days, and the head of the body is not cold, and the battle for the battle of the head has already begun.
Nangong Yuhua, as the son of the head, naturally took the stage of this battle for the battle.
The platform was placed on the square outside the ground gate, and all the people with heads and faces were invited to participate as witnesses.
On this day, the weather is sunny and the sun is shining. It looks like a good ecliptic auspicious day. Nangong Yuhua stands on the platform, and the people of the sacred sects who come to testify around are holding hands and clenching their fists: "Thank you for coming to me." As a notary public for the new head, I am a representative of the Nangong Yuhua, and welcome you all."
Nangong Yuhua looks good, speaks and has a sense of proportion, and immediately has a lot of people's feelings, especially Nangong Yuhua carried out his father's name, but also let the older generation unconsciously put this The kid was associated with his father and got a lot of sympathy.
Nangong Yuhua knows that this trick makes it good. Although his heart is proud, his face does not show any smug expression, but he continues to say with deep sorrow: "My father was away from the fire because of the practice, and it was my door. Unfortunately, I have no intention of vying for the position of the head, but this is the wish of my father's dying. I have no choice but to do it. My uncle and cousin are not convinced by me. In desperation, Yuhua can only follow the rules of the previous land. Putting down the ring, the winner is respectful, I hope that you will not misunderstand that Yuhua is a good-hearted person."
The people of the sacred sects all inadvertently set their heads and secretly recognized the saying of Nangong Yuhua. Unconsciously, the impressions of other competitors in the minds of the various sects became a sinister danger, and the insidious sin of the conspiracy people.
The uncles of Nangong Yuhua naturally refused to let public opinion fall to Nangong Yuhua, and quickly shouted: "Yuhua boy, don't sell it there poorly, if you really have the ability, just open it."
Nangong Yuhua’s heart was smothered, his eyes glimpsed, and he looked in the direction of the sound.
What he said was his three uncle Nan Gongyang, Nangong Yang’s son Nangong Yugang was a strong contender for this battle. Nangong Yuhua secretly made up his mind. If there is an opportunity, others do not have to Kill, this Nangong Yugang is not dead.
In order to compete for favor, Nangong Yuhua even killed his own brother, not to mention a cousin.
Facing the big drink of his uncle, Nangong Yuhua is not humble: "Well, since the three uncles can't wait, then Nangong Yuhua announced that this head is vying for the official opening of the ring, the Yugang brothers, you are willing to challenge the first me."
Nangong Yuhua looked at Nangong Yugang with a provocative look. Nangong Yugang did not want to marry his prestige. He jumped to the top of the ring: "Don't dare."
The elders of a dry door stood in the middle of the platform, and screamed at everyone with a blank expression: "The ground gate is fighting for the battle. In the first game, Nangong Yuhua played against Nangong Yugang.

As the referee elders yelled, Nangong Yuhua and Nangong Yugang both shot at the same time. In an instant, the colorful papers on the ring were flying all over the sky, turning into various attacks and colliding together. The explosion of the protective array of the ring is like a heaven and earth shaking.
The gates of the earth are all masters of the soul, attacked by the paper, they have almost no difference, so when Nangong Yuhua and Nangong Yugang are at the same level, the papers used are similar. .
If it is changed to normal, the essence of the soul teacher is who is the speed of the paper, who can display the powerful characters, but for the two guys who are both blue and one teacher These things can't be separated from each other.
The two men have been together for more than half of the time, and they are still indifferent. This makes the two sides who are eager to win the same mind: "It seems that no slam is a cure for him."
Both of them hold the same mind that the other side is dead, as if they had agreed to the general, suddenly took their hands and gathered all the souls at the tip of their fingers, each drawing towards the void.