Snow and howling.

The cold wind is as cold as a knife.

Master Kongkong walked into his palace courtyard with kind-hearted eyes and led Aman with a sad look.

As a great master of the Huns, he was less than one person than ten thousand people, and he was considered an extremely high-ranking minister in the Huns.

However, because of his special identity, Master Kongkong did not have a residence outside like Kuigang and other Xiongnu officials, but lived directly in the palace.

"Meet the great master."

As soon as he entered the mansion, the servant knelt respectfully to greet him.

Master Kongkong is not used to this kind of scene.

Although the Huns abolished "slavery", this was ultimately in the palace, and some bad habits were difficult to correct for a while.

When he was in the Hanging Temple, although the novice monks in the temple also said that they were polite to him.

But that's because of seniority, not the scene in front of you.

However, after saying it a few times, Master Kongkong stopped talking about it after he had not changed it.

Aman was depressed along the way, with crystal tears always hanging on the corners of his eyes.

After entering the study.

Close the door.

Master Kongkong sat down to the desk and picked up his pen to draw some insights into the inheritance of the 72 Tianlang martial arts bodies.

After receiving Xixing's reply, he no longer hides his weaknesses.

He has already taught the understanding of the inheritance of the first twelve Tianlang martial arts bodies in the army, and now he is drawing the second twelve Tianlang martial arts bodies.

In order to have the opportunity to pass on the inheritance and comprehend the martial arts bodies of the seventy-two Tianlangs, Master Kongkong could only do it alone.

There is never a free lunch in the world.

If you get something, you have to pay something.

Not to mention, the 72 Tianlang martial arts bodies hidden in the Huns finally saw a glimmer of opportunity!

In the study room.

Quiet.

Master Kongkong's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and his expression focused on drawing the inheritance pattern of the Tianlang martial arts body that he had comprehended.

Aman sat aside, looking listless and depressed, pouting, and his big crystal eyes were full of desire and hope.

But she did not make any noise to disturb Master Kongkong.

This scene lasted for nearly two hours.

Finally, Master Kongkong put down his pen and looked up and saw that Aman's mood did not improve at all. He smiled kindly.

"Little Aman, are you still concerned about Uncle Chen Dong?"

"Uncle promised to come and pick me up."

Aman's eyes finally returned to focus, and he looked at Master Kongkong pitifully: "Uncle will definitely not abandon Aman. Aman will definitely wait until his uncle takes me to the bottom of his starry sky."

"Why are you so eager to go under his starry sky?"

Master Kongkong asked in confusion.

Aman's eyes were filled with bright colors and he said in a longing: "Because under that starry sky, my parents and brother will not die, Aman will not be sold to slaves, and there is also an uncle under that starry sky, and

My parents can watch us in the sky like my brother. Everyone under this starry sky is so terrible, just like the wolf on the snow field, who can eat people."

Master Kongkong was stunned, and his heart was mixed for a moment, and his eyes were complicated when he looked at Aman.

How much has it been to say these words at a young age?

But after a moment, Master Kongkong moved his gaze to another place, his eyes were empty, and he thought to himself: In this world, where isn’t human beings?

But he just said this in his heart, and he wouldn't have told Aman directly.

At such an old age, Aman should have been radiant and innocence. Master Kongkong didn't want Aman to be covered in darkness at such an age.

"Great National Master..."

Aman suddenly stood up, walked to Master Kongkong, and knelt directly in front of Master Kongkong with a "thump". His pink little hands grabbed Master Kongkong's trouser legs and begged: "Master, you have the same appearance as your uncle.

, It was also from that starry sky. Can you... take me to find my uncle?"

"this……"

Master Kongkong hesitated and remained silent.

Facing the pitiful Aman, he did not refuse, but responded with a smile: "If you have the chance, I can take you to see Chen Dong."

Aman's eyes immediately shone brightly and said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you, the great master..."

Master Kongkong smiled and gently stroked Aman's little head, but his eyes were filled with compassion.

...

On the other side.

In the extreme north, there are ice and snow.

The black prison standing on the ice field is towering and towering, giving people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

The harsh extremely cold environment makes this ice field rarely arrive and is silent all year round.

At this moment, the black prison is in the control room.

Chen Daojun sat indifferently on the chair, crossed his feet on the table on the center console, and gently twisted a cigarette with his right hand.

The rising smoke made the central control room always linger in the smell of smoke.

But the members of the black prison in the central control room did not dare to complain at all, and the eyes that fell on Chen Daojun from time to time were extremely awe.

To them, the man in front of them was as majestic as a mountain and unattainable.

As long as he is in the black prison, the top ten prison areas of the black prison will be calm.

One person is overwhelming with one prison. Such a peerless and powerful force is not only targeted at prisoners in the top ten prison areas, but also effective against the staff of the black prison!

"Master Daojun."

The old man with silver hair, wearing a tuxedo as always, walked behind Chen Daojun with a solemn expression.

"Is there something wrong?"

Chen Daojun remained motionless, his eyes always staring at the prison where Kunlun, Lin Lingdong and the Lone Wolf were located on the central control screen.

During this period, he saw the rapid progress of the three of them in martial arts, especially in Kunlun.

But he never showed all this.

"The fluctuation in the domain, about Young Master Chen."

The old man bowed his head and reported solemnly.

"Oh? What did that guy do again?"

Chen Daojun's indifferent expression finally showed a trace of turmoil, and he turned his head and looked at the old man sideways.

The old man clasped his fists and reported: "Young Master Chen won the southwest region in one fell swoop, swallowing the rich families in the world, and the forces made wedding dresses for him. With the help of the domain master's edict, the wealthy families in the southwest region gathered in the southwest region will help Young Master Chen jointly promote the development of the entire world within half a year.

Southwest region.”

Chen Daojun was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "This kid... is much better than him!"

"but……"

The old man wanted to speak but stopped.

"Hmm?" Chen Daojun let out a sound from his nose.

The old man said: "The Chen family fell apart. Chen Daocheng's faction launched a power seizure overnight. According to reliable information, on the night when Young Master Chen decided to settle the southwest region, overnight, Young Master Chen ordered all forces under his command to do his best to investigate the ancient family.

The mountain gate is located, it seems... it is going to attack the Gu family!"

When the last word exited, the entire central control room seemed to be silent.

Chen Daojun's expression suddenly became cold and stern, his eyes were deep and he felt thoughtful.

This change, a powerful sense of oppression, instantly pressed across the entire central control room.

Let everyone, including the old man, be as bright as his back, and his whole body is stiff.

Five minutes later.

Chen Daojun stood up and walked out.

"Master Daojun..."

The old man shouted in confusion.
Chapter completed!