Looking at the sound and shadows flying towards him, Yi Chu's spiritual sense turned and shouted loudly: "Stop, let me see if you are Yi Chu!"

"Bastard, you're crazy about trying to catch Yi Chu. Let me tell you, I'm not here at Mobei, I'm so stupid!" After the man scolded, he didn't even look at Yi Chu, and he flew past Yi Chu like lightning.

Mobei Renxiong? I have never heard of it, but this manhun is really very cooperative with him. After greeting the eight generations of Mobei Renxiong, Yi Chu rushed towards another direction in Minyang Mountain.

On the way to leave Minyang Mountain, Yi Chu met several oncoming pursuers, but they were all wisely dodged by him. Those who were chasing Yi Chu had no idea that the person who flew past them was the one they were looking for.

After descending to Minyang Mountain, the night wind roared in the endless darkness. Yi Chu looked at the vast field, and for a moment there was a desolation of being vast and not knowing where to go. As familiar places continued to pass through his heart, the word "military camp" suddenly appeared in his heart.

Go to the military camp and find your brothers. As long as you return to the military camp, you believe that the pursuit of Taihao Sect will pose much less threat to you. What's more, in the army, as long as you fight, you will have endless souls, and souls are naturally crucial to Yi Chu now.

Huyang Pass, this is the place where Yi Chu stayed when he left the army. After making up his mind, Yi Chu ticked his toes and rushed towards Yijia Village like lightning.

In Yijia Village, Yi Chu has no relatives anymore, but when he leaves, he still has to go there, visit his parents' grave, and take away his parents' spiritual position. This knot that he can't let go makes him go back before leaving.

When Huangshipo passed Huangshipo again, Yi Chu stopped his speeding steps. Although it had only been more than two months, he was in a very different mood when he flew past Huangshipo again.

After sighing a long time, Yi Chu hid his body and walked towards Yijia Village strangely and slowly.

Yijia Village was dark at this time, like a monster standing in the darkness, waiting for Yi Chu to arrive with his mouth wide open. After three years in the army, Yi Chu still knew the roads of Yijia Village well.

Yi Chu did not fly directly towards his home, but first used his spiritual sense to observe in all directions. Since the golden phantom appeared between his eyebrows, his spiritual sense has increased significantly. It cannot be said that the sound of flying flowers and leaves falling within a radius of a hundred feet can be clearly heard. At least all the movements within a radius of ten feet cannot be hidden from his ears.

One, two, just a moment of effort, Yi Chu confirmed that in this Yijia Village, there were at least several auras of martial artists. These people were scattered in various houses, and they thought they wanted to wait for him.

His body slowly moved forward like a snake. Yi Chu passed through these blockades of those who were preparing to be unfavorable to him again and again. After possessing the golden needle and blood-breaking bead, Yi Chu no longer had much fear of these martial arts practitioners, but what made him afraid of were those practitioners who could fly and escape.

After turning a corner, Yi Chu came outside his house. But what surprised him was that the lights were on at this moment!

Who is so arrogant that he dares to live in his home directly? Yi Chu's face changed when he looked at the bright lights! All along, Yi Chu cared about his home the most. And his parents' departure made him develop a deep-rooted attachment to his home.

After suppressing the anger in his heart, Yi Chufei climbed onto the roof. The moment he climbed onto the roof, a charming female voice said, "Young Master, wait a moment, my maid will go outside to get some firewood to boil water for you."

"Xiyue, what's going on? Isn't this house without firewood?" An impatient voice came out with the female voice.

The maid named Xiyue seemed to be afraid of the man who spoke, so she heard her tremblingly say: "Young Master, there is no firewood in this family, and it will be used up when cooking tonight. Don't worry, young master, it will be fine in a while."

"Wait, I'm very thirsty now! I want to drink tea! But you asked me to wait. It's useless to place these two things here. You split them and boil water for me." As he spoke, a clanging sound came out.

And at the moment when the clanging sound landed, Yi Chu looked inside through a tile crack. The moment the two dark things landed on the ground, Yi Chu looked clearly.

"My father Yi Nanlin's spiritual position."

"The spiritual position of my mother Yi Jiang."

Two black spiritual thrones, two spiritual thrones that should have been respected by the living, were kicked to the ground by the young master and smashed into two pieces.

The clanging sound was like two sledgehammers, hitting Yi Chu's heart heavily. Failure to serve the two elders to live for the rest of their lives has already made Yi Chu's heart full of self-blame. Now the two old men have passed away, but because of the inexplicable strangers, it is so ruined.

Yi Chu's eyes turned red and he felt a little hysterical! At this moment, all the concerns and thoughts in his heart were gone. He only had one idea, which was to beat the miscellaneous that insulted his parents to death and tear them apart!

"Damn it!" Yi Chu shouted in a deep voice, and the god of rage fell from the sky, rushed straight from the roof towards the young man who threw the tablet. With his hands flashing, the demon clouds filled the grip between his hands.

The sudden change made the young master stunned! And the moment he was stunned, Yi Chu had already arrived in front of him. His hands danced and grabbed his body straight. The grab was full of anger, and the grab was moving forward with unstoppable strength.

"Young Master, be careful." With this exclamation, four swords with cold light flashing suddenly stretched out next to the young master. The four swords were like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun, heading straight towards Yi Chu's vital point.

Facing these four swords blocking in front of him, Yi Chu shouted, his palm flipped, and the demon cloud grabbed the four swords with great force. In the midst of a roar of gold and iron, the four women who used the sword were all shook back by Yi Chu for three steps.

However, at the moment they fought, the young man had already withdrawn from Yi Chu's killing range. In the shaking hands, there was a dark long sword in his hand.

"Hahaha, if I guess well, you will be Yi Chu. I have planned that you will come back. As expected, you are back, God is really helping me! This time, it's up to me, Wang Shaohai, to get this great contribution. Come on, surrounded him and don't let him run away!"

The proud Wang Shaohai stepped on Yi Chu's mother's spirit throne, and his toes turned. The spirit throne clattered and then it was broken!

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