In the frozen plane, Tianmeng lay on the slightly trembling ice and said in disbelief: "That person is so strong, I'm afraid he is even stronger than the old men before."

Yinlix's old face showed an unprecedented solemn expression: "Big Bug, Little Scorpion, Snow Girl, you three had better not expose any power or aura."

He carefully felt the familiar atmosphere in Haotian Castle, and his expression became more and more serious.

From the moment he entered Haotian Castle, Huo Yuhao felt uncomfortable. His mental detection seemed to be restricted by an invisible force. This was nothing, but the key was that the atmosphere of the entire Haotian Castle was wrong.

Depressed, dull, and cold...it seemed like there were countless pairs of eyes staring at me in the dark like greedy hunters.

It's not the men in gray who pass by from time to time, but more like something else.

The uneasiness in Huo Yuhao's heart became stronger and stronger, and his eyes became colder and colder.

He followed Wang Dong all the way to a room on the second floor of Haotian Castle.

The room is not big, and the furniture inside is all carved out of stone, which is quite simple.

The two of them had been traveling all day, and now they could see the clouds and mist under the moonlight outside through the window.

Wang Dong said apologetically: "I'm sorry, although my family is quite big, the conditions are a bit rudimentary."

Simple?

Huo Yuhao didn't think this place was shabby. As soon as he entered the room, he felt the cold air hitting his face. Being in a place with such strong cold air was very beneficial to him.

There is a clear and freezing spring in the pool, and even the bed is a large piece of chalcedony made of thousands of years of ice.

"It's getting late today, so I'll have a chat with you, and then I'll take you on a slow tour tomorrow, and then I'll go meet my eldest and second daddy," Wang Dong said.

"Then let me ask you something." Huo Yuhao asked a question that he had always been curious about, "The disciples of the Haotian Sect should all have the surname Tang, right?"

"That's right." Wang Dong nodded and admitted.

"Then why is your surname not Tang, but Wang? Is your mother's surname Tang?"

Wang Dong lowered his head and remained silent. After a moment, he replied: "I don't know either. I have been called Wang Dong since I was sensible."

"I have never seen my parents since I was a child. My eldest father and second father have always been with me growing up. Every time I ask them, they will only tell me that my parents are away from home."

Her voice gradually became lower, but soon she cheered up again and said:

"I don't know why almost all the disciples in Haotian Sect are named Tang, except the eldest father, second father and I."

"If my surname was Tang, I should call me Tang Dong. Yuhao, if your surname was Tang, would your name be...Tang Hao?"

Huo Yuhao corrected her: "My surname is not Tang, but Huo. Please don't think nonsense."

"Tang Hao... I always feel that this name is so familiar..." Wang Dong whispered to himself.

She shook her head and said: "It's getting late, you should rest first. Hehe, this is the cold jade room I specially selected for you. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After Wang Dong left the room, Huo Yuhao immediately put away his smile and closed the door tightly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yuhao, that gorilla-like human is so strong, almost as strong as that dark old man, and there is a guy on the third floor who is stronger than him." Tianmeng said timidly.

"I always feel uneasy. The entire Haotian Sect is filled with countless weird things." Huo Yuhao frowned and said, "I'm afraid I shouldn't have come."

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He turned his head and glanced at the large bed made of ten thousand years of ice chalcedony, and a pure cold air radiated from it.

On the third floor of Haotian Castle, Wang Dong walked into a large room with an angry face. Her second father was already sitting in it, and there was also a middle-aged man with long green hair sitting on the main seat.

"Second father, what are you doing?" Wang Dong asked his second father, "Didn't you say you must invite Yu Hao to Haotian Sect as a guest? Why are you so rude to him?"

The green-haired middle-aged man waved to her: "Xiaodong, come here."

"Big daddy, tell me about second daddy, how could he..."

Before he finished speaking, a gentle soul force was released from the palm of the green-haired middle-aged man.

Wang Dong felt his eyelids sink, lost consciousness, and fell into the arms of a green-haired middle-aged man.

A golden trident flashed on her forehead, and a faint golden beam of light shot out and flashed downstairs.

The green-haired middle-aged man sighed and said apologetically: "Xiaodong, I can't help it, these are your father's wishes."

Tiandou City, Imperial Palace.

Even though it was already dark, there were still many Noumenon Sect disciples practicing day and night in the martial arts arena.

A blue-haired girl with a cold and arrogant face, who had been watching others practice indifferently on the sidelines, was stunned for a moment. She seemed to sense something and looked in one direction. Then she said calmly to another girl not far away: "Vina

,Give me a flying soul guide."

"Ah, okay, here it is, Huo Qiu'er."

Wei Na did not dare to neglect or ask more questions about the other party's intentions, so she hurriedly handed her a flying soul guide.

The blue-haired girl took the flying soul guide and disappeared into the martial arts arena.

A disciple of the Noumenon Sect next to him said dissatisfiedly: "That Huo Qiu'er is obviously not the Noumenon Martial Spirit. I don't know why the sect master prefers her so much."

Long Aotian, who was training hard, heard his complaint and snorted coldly: "Our Noumenon Sect respects the strong. If any of you can live undefeated with me for two to three hundred moves, of course you can enjoy the same enjoyment as her."

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The second floor of Haotian Castle, Hanyu Room.

Huo Yuhao lay in pain on the bed of ice chalcedony, a deep roar coming from his throat.
Chapter completed!