Tang Hao looked at Tang Qinger slightly and smiled. "You haven’t seen your father in Zhongdu for many years."
"Father is very happy to hear that you have come back this time."
Pause a little Tang Hao to see Xiang Nanlin’s young master look at it and say, "I think this is Nan Lin’s young master."
"Visit the Temple"
South Lin Shaozhu hurriedly hand salute.
Tang Haoxiao nodded and said, "You really are a handsome young man. My father will be very satisfied when he sees you."
"Where is father? Let’s go and visit him."
Tang Qinger asked
"This is …"
Tang Hao’s eyes turned and fell on budo statue and squinted slightly.
I don’t know if Tang Hao can’t feel the realm of respecting martial arts.
Moreover, the martial arts statue also exudes a kind of popularity, and the surrounding environment is out of place.
"This is a friend I met on my way back, and I just took him to visit a father." Tang Qinger simply explained one.
"Father is resting in his bedroom. You go."
Tang Hao said while probing in budo statue.
However, he can’t see the depth of budo respect by casting spells.
Chapter two thousand six hundred and forty-six Welcome to hell
The king’s bedroom in Beiling is not as quaint and dazzling as the big immortals in the celestial kingdom, but full of eerie atmosphere.
Even the water around the bedroom pool is a piece of red blood, emitting a faint bloody smell. From time to time, there are big fish with full-bodied red teeth jumping out of the water.
Wu Daozun is used to all this.
Tang Qinger led several people to the depths of the bedroom and met the king of Zhongbeiling!
At this time, King Beiling is sitting on a chair made of numerous bones, surrounded by a blood pool, and there are many skulls piled up at the foot of the chair.
This birthday banquet is known as the 100,000 th birthday of King Beiling.
Normally, the strong man in the cave has a long life of about one million years.
King Beiling is now 100,000 years old and has actually reached the peak.
Even so, there is still no sign of decline and old age in this king of Northridge.
Although his eyes are closed, sitting on the throne of bones, the king of Northridge still reveals an unimaginable majesty!
This is a long-term residence, and only when you step on a sea of blood can you breed momentum!
Wu Daozun’s knowledge passed over the king of Beiling.
According to the heaven, the king of Beiling should be the immortal king of the cave!
It seems that the saying that it is difficult to practice in cold spring prison is not from the wind.
At the head of the whole Northridge, the strongest in Northridge is nothing but a beautiful fairy, Wang Xiu, who failed to practice the land to perfection.
Suddenly!
King Beiling opened his eyes.
In the dark bedroom, it seems that there are two breathtaking cold lights in generate, and an evil blood gas instantly diffuses.
Chen Bo didn’t dare to look at each other and hurriedly bowed down.
Lord Nanlin often follows King Nanlin, who is already familiar with these peerless strong men, but he is still stunned by the momentum of King Beiling.
Have a budo face and calm eyes.
"Hey!"
Tang Qinger shouted with a smile
The king of Beiling paused for a moment to look at Tang Qing-er’s face, then gave me a smile, and said, "Qing-er is back."
"hmm"
Tang Qinger laughed. "I prepared some gifts for Dad’s 100-year-old birthday."
"Qing son has a heart"