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Chapter 146

146 Xiao Qiye’s shock, when did he enter? (Subscribe)

The young man, dressed in a moon-white long coat, has a noble appearance and an extraordinary bearing, giving people a sense of otherworldliness.

Appearing in this dark and damp underground, it seems very out of place, like a flawless fairy who has fallen into the turbid world.

But whether it was the Heifeng Demon King or the people in the Wicked Gorge, they all respected him immensely. They led the way in front of him, and they have already solved the troubles in the Heishuitian Prison.

“…”

The old man was stunned by the scene in front of him, his eyes were big, and he didn’t know why.

His real name is Huang Wangyang. At this moment, he looked at the painting Minghan in shock and couldn’t help but ask. The hoarse and vicissitudes of life contained doubts.

Why did the villain gorge and the Heifeng Demon King look so respectful to him?

Or is it that the portrait has already breached the Meteorite Valley, and this young man is a member of Gai’s clan?

All kinds of guesses and doubts arose in his mind.

“Huang Minghan, an unworthy child, has seen the seventh grandfather.

“We’re late, let the seventh grandpa suffer here all these years.”

Dong Minghan’s face was full of guilt and remorse.

He didn’t talk nonsense either. He took the key of the dungeon from the Heifeng Demon King while he was talking, and personally trudged through the filthy black water that submerged half a person’s height before going to untie the mirror cuffs on Gai Wangyang’s body.

Those chains were made by special means, passed through Gai Wangyang’s pipa bone, and hung him on the back wall.

If you touch it a little, it will tear the lungs and internal organs, and the pain is unbearable.

Therefore, Hua Minghan behaved very carefully, warmed his body with a secret force, and then with a clever shock, the chains were shattered together, and Hua Wangyang fell off his body and fell into the water.

“Children of the Dong family…

Huang Wangyang was stunned, although he guessed that Dong Minghan would be Gailai.

But he didn’t expect that he would come over in person without saying a word, go through this dirty black water, and remove the many chains and shackles from his body.

Moreover, he also used secret power to warm his depleted body to avoid tearing his body apart and causing him pain.

This meticulous and thoughtful way surprised him, but he didn’t know what to say for a while.

He can’t say that he has no feelings for the portrait.

But because of his father’s departure, he has cut off contact with the portrait.

Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, it is impossible for him to say what kind of closeness to the portrait.

But for this reason, Hua Minghan’s willingness to treat him like this is not simply explained by the word love.

“Thank you so much.

For a time, the expression on Old Gai Wangyang’s face was a little complicated.

He didn’t know who Hua Minghan was, but judging from his name, he should belong to the same generation as his granddaughter, Hua Mingzhuan.

“Seventh grandpa is very polite, it’s our sin for letting seventh grandpa suffer here all these years.

Huang Minghan heard the words, shook his head, and did not explain much at this time.

He just carefully supported Gai Wangyang and brought him from the Heishui Heavenly Prison.

As soon as he surrounded Wang Yang’s body with secret energy, he found that his cultivation base was sealed, the spiritual sea in his body had been depleted, and his body’s qi and blood had decayed.

If the portrait is delayed for another year or two, it is estimated that the oil will be exhausted and the lamp will die.

But this is also his guess. This old man Hua Wangyang does not seem to be a short-lived person, and his luck can be described as long.

His son, the grandson of the Seventh Grand Master who was taken away from the Nine Mysterious Roots by the clan, was not a simple person in Hua Minghan’s view.

When he heard it at that time, he almost thought that this seventh uncle would be the son of luck.

Judging from the current situation, the seventh uncle disappeared, it is estimated that he was swallowed somewhere.

Even if there is no portrait, he can use his own power to destroy Meteor Immortal Killing and save the old man of Wangyang.

Huang Mingzhuan is the daughter of luck, and it should be normal for this kind of routine to happen to her own father.

Therefore, at this time, Dong Minghan was thinking about getting closer to the old man Hua Wangyang. This kind of thing has only advantages and no disadvantages for him.

“How did the portrait learn of the ‘qi’ that I’m being held here?”

Gai Wangyang was supported by Hua Minghan and left the Heishui Heaven Prison, coughing a few times from time to time, his voice very hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

He asked the question that he cared about the most, but he still wanted to know how his granddaughter, daughter-in-law and others were doing now.

There is also a big reason. He learned from the people who imprisoned him that Hua Mingzhuan’s father had broken into the meteorite shell before.

However, he was seriously injured by Shu, Sun and others, and his life and death were not due.

So he was always worried, afraid of hearing bad news.

“According to the breath of the bones left by the seventh master, Hua found the country of Hua, and later learned the news of what happened here from the people sent by the Falling Immortal Valley, so he dispatched the strong at the first time. come here…”

“There is nothing major in the painting country, you don’t have to worry too much about the seventh grandfather. My cousin Mingzhuan is now in the Meteorite Shell, and you will be able to see her in a while.

Huang Minghan’s voice was calm, long story short, and casually talked about what happened.

When Gai Wangyang heard it, he was stunned for a moment, then a gratifying smile appeared on his face, and he was obviously relieved.

“That’s great.

He was worried that all these years, when he and Huang Mingzhuan’s father were not around, Huang Mingzhuan and her mother would be bullied.

Hearing these words, all the stones in his heart fell to the ground.

Moreover, when he thought that he would be able to get together with his granddaughter in a while, he couldn’t help showing an excited look on his face.

When he left the painting country, Huang Mingzhuan was still just a few years old.

Such a dazzling sight, it has been more than ten years, and I don’t know how she looks now.

Huang Minghan supported Lei Wangyang all the way and walked out of the prison. This corridor is not long, but only one person can go there at a time, unless it is to go to the gate.

“Sir, what should we do with these prisoners in Heishuitian Prison?”

“They all offended several big families such as King Shu, Liu Sun, and were detained here. 99

The counselor of the Wicked Gorge glanced at the surrounding dungeons and couldn’t help but ask Hua Minghan respectfully.

When they first came in, they had already alerted the prisoners who were being held in the rest of the dungeons, and many of them were watching with excitement, wanting to be rhymed.

Some people couldn’t help shouting, extremely urgent, seeing the hope of seeing the sun again.

These people are not unfamiliar to Gai Wangyang, and the place where they are detained is not far.

During these years of boredom, I have also chatted.

So he looked at the painting Minghan a little hesitantly, wanting him to rhyme these people easily.

But he still didn’t speak directly. He felt that even he was rescued by Hua Minghan, so how could he ask Huang Minghan to do something?

“Let’s just let it go, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention the portraits of them and me, there is no hatred or resentment.

Huang Minghan glanced at the dungeons and said.

“Yes 99

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With Dong Minghan’s promise, the people of the Wicked Gorge went to get the keys, opened the many dungeons along the way, and released the prisoners in them.

– Prisoner Ju was grateful to Dade, and kept kowtowing to Hua Minghan to thank him. His heart was full of longing for life, and he was extremely excited. After being detained here for so many years, he finally saw the light of day.

For them, painting Minghan is tantamount to having the grace of re-creation.

Gai Wangyang was actually a little surprised. He thought that Hua Minghan would not take care of this, but he still ordered the prisoners to let go of the prisoners.

Such a style, coupled with Gangpeng’s many detailed actions and conversations, gave him a very good impression of Dong Minghan.

This young man has a calm air of calmness and calmness in his body, which is definitely not ordinary in the status of portraits.

However, only a power like a portrait can cultivate such an outstanding genius, and his words and actions all reveal the profound background of a party’s immortal power.

On the way out of Heishui Heavenly Prison, Gai Wangyang was supported, and he was also talking to Huang Minghan to inquire about some things. .

“It turns out that you are the son of Hua Wuxuan’s group…”

“When I was still in the portrait, I felt that painting Wuxuan’s boy was not easy, and he was hidden very deeply. Even Wuchen was not necessarily his opponent. Now, when I look at it, it really is. Still he did it steadily.11

After learning of Huang Minghan’s identity, Huang Wangyang said in surprise, with some emotion.

The painting Wuxuan in his mouth is exactly the owner of the portrait today, that is, the father of Hua Mingzhuan.

The Heifeng Demon King, the villain Gorge, and others around him were also moved.

I was just guessing before, I felt that Hua Minghan had a distinguished status, and his status in portraits was definitely not ordinary. I never thought that he was actually the son of the Lord.

Son of the Lord of the Immortal Family?

The dignity of this status is simply unimaginable, and it is far from enough to describe it as a noble man.

However, Hua Wangyang was actually even more surprised than they were, to be exact, shocked.

Because he learned from the mouth of Hua Minghan that he is the young master of this generation of portraits and the future heir to the established portraits.

Outsiders don’t know, but he is the direct family member of the portrait, a former high-level figure, so naturally he knows the rules of the portrait.

The struggle for identity, such as the young master and the heir, is always cruel and needs to last for many years.

Even Huang Minghan’s father, who is now the owner of the portrait, has been fighting for a long time, and will continue to hold this position firmly.

But Hua Minghan, who was in his early twenties, had already set this position.

what does that mean?

You must know that the competition within the portrait is actually extremely cruel, far beyond the imagination of the world. The disputes between children and resources between various branches are huge, and it is impossible to make a decision easily.

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The clan elders and ancestors of all the lines will sit back and watch, and let a young clansman sit firmly in the position of the young master so easily?

This can only show that Dong Ming wants to be in this generation, and the people of the same generation can’t lift their heads, and no one can compete.

Therefore, Gai Wangyang’s heart will be extremely shocked, what kind of terrifying talent is this, and will it be like this?

“The seventh grandfather was joking. At the beginning, my father was just lucky enough to sit on the throne, and he lost a lot of powerful competitors. My father also said that if the seventh uncle hadn’t left the clan, then he might not be able to. Take this seat.”

With a smile on his face, Huang Minghan replied, his speech and demeanor were impeccable.

“This kid Wuxuan is too low-key…”

Dong Wangyang shook his head, and his impression of Dong Minghan’s father was actually quite good.

When he was still in the family at that time, Hua Wuxuan was a low-key and humble person, and he did not cause trouble, and he had a good relationship with the children of various branches.

Speaking of which, the style and behavior of Hua Minghan is quite similar to that of Hua Wuxuan. He is easy-going and elegant, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

boom!!!

While Hua Minghan and Gai Wangyang were talking, there was a loud noise from the gate of the Black Water Heaven Prison in front, causing it to sound like an earthquake. The distance trembled.

“It seems that everything in the Meteorite Shell has been dealt with. They gathered the keys and opened the gate of the Heavenly Prison. 99

“This also saves trouble, and you don’t have to go through the secret passage before.

Huang Minghan was not worried, his eyes fell, and he said with a smile.

When everyone heard the words, they also breathed a sigh of relief. They thought that he had accidentally touched some mechanism, causing Heishui Tianyu to self-destruct, and to bury everyone here.

The rocks on both sides were rolling, and the mountains on both sides were trembling in the distance, and there was a dazzling light coming from the front, which suddenly illuminated the dark and damp black water sky prison like a white book.

Many people are accustomed to the dim environment here, and suddenly see the light, but (Li Li’s) are not used to it, and feel extremely dazzling.

“This is the breath of the outside world…”

Many prisoners who lost their feet looked at Guangliang and cried with joy, and were extremely excited.

Gai Wangyang was also unable to hide the excitement on his face, and a line of old tears could not help shedding in his cloudy eyes.

Outside the Heishui Heavenly Prison, many wild beasts flew into the sky, brilliance and brilliance, and many strong men carrying portraits were planning to rush into the Heavenly Prison to bring rhythm to Huawangyang.

The troubles of the Wang, Sun, Liu, and Chen families have been resolved, and many armies of portraits have gathered here.

The mighty blockbuster, covering the sky and the sun, is incomparably astonishing, like a heavenly general in myths and legends.

Huang Mingzhuan, Huang Mingxian, and several clan elders stood together, waiting for the painting powerhouse to enter and hook him safely.

“Where did this guy Huang Minghan go? No one has seen him.”

Huang Mingxian muttered softly, but she was not worried about Huang Minghan’s accident.

I just felt that he seemed to have some purpose, under the guise of cleaning the battlefield, but the person disappeared.

“Cousin Minghan, there might be something wrong.

Huang Mingxiao stood quietly, a hint of confusion appeared on Bai Chu’s face, but more attention was still placed on the Black Water Heaven Prison in front of him.

Soon she will see her grandfather who has been imprisoned for many years. Even she is in a very uneasy mood.

The fists under the sleeves were clenched very tightly, worried that Grandpa had been miserable these years and his marketing was thin.

But at this time, many strong painters who were about to rush into the Blackwater Heavenly Prison were all stunned, and then fell from the sky, greeted the direction of the Heavenly Prison and said, “I have seen the young master.”

“When did Minghan go in?”

The faces of several portrait clan elders couldn’t help but show a strong look of surprise. They saw the figure of Hua Minghan rhyming from it, and also saw the shadow of the old man who supported him.