"Then what to do?" asked another old voice. Wang Hao had heard this voice before, and it seemed to be the voice of the second Supreme Elder.

"What else can I do, blasting!"

Wang Hao suddenly became stupid, blasting your sister! Lao Tzu is alive and well.

Without waiting for Wang Hao to stop.

"Boom!"

The door is open! Moreover, it was a very violent method, the Russian-style blasting method, in which a super elder directly kicked Wang Hao's room with the door and frame.

A large number of elder disciples followed behind them, and everyone from Wang and Qiao came together.

Wang Hao looked stupid at the dense crowd, what the **** was going on.

The elders who came in by blasting looked at Wang Hao who was standing stupidly in the room and couldn't help but get anxious. Several elders of the elders pressed Wang Hao on the bed, and then an elder who was good at alchemy gave Wang Hao a pulse.

Wang Hao, who was struggling constantly on the bed, "Who can tell me what the **** is going on."

After a long time, the elder who gave Wang Hao's pulse removed his hands and said, "Hao'er, he has no problem. It may be that a minor problem occurred because he didn't use medicine to assist him after the breakthrough yesterday, and he has now recovered. "

Wang Hao coldly snorted in his heart, "Huh, I am a magnificent emperor who rebuilds. This kind of breakthrough in a small realm also needs medicine assistance? You too despise me too much. The emperor never needs any medicine or medicinal aid."

The elders of the Taishang also breathed a sigh of relief, and he was fine, and then let Wang Hao go.

Wang Hao now understands what's going on. It must be because he didn't go to pick up relatives, and then his father gave him a reason for being ill. But why are these people so worried about me? I don’t seem to have a good relationship with them, at best it’s just ordinary.

Wang Hao glanced with his spiritual sense, and suddenly his head was covered with black lines. The entire Wang family came, and even the servants came. What is this going to do? Give it to me? It is indeed a poisonous family.

Just when he didn't know how to speak, a pile of dark shadows rushed towards him, and immediately drowned Wang Hao. Wang Hao fixed his eyes and saw that it was all high-level pill! There are also some natural treasures.

Wang Hao looked at these things with indifference, but he smiled like a flower in his heart. I'm sorry, I took back the sentence I just said. I am currently short of high-end medicines and natural treasures. Thank you, boss. , Boss is in good health, I wish you an early son, and everything you want will come true.

Although the Wang family is poisonous, they still treat people very well, at least there has never been a scene of open and secret fighting, and it is very peaceful.

"Hao'er, accept it. If the solid state lacks the pill, just speak directly. This is not your special right. My Wang family disciples have this right." said a supreme elder.

"Yeah, yeah, the most indispensable thing in my Wang family is the pill. If you need it, go directly to the pill hall." A supreme elder also said, and the words were full of pride. .

In fact, Wang Hao wanted to remind them that "except for the pill that strengthens the body and cultivates the yuan, the other pill that is helpful for cultivation is only a supplementary way. There is no benefit to taking too much." But this sentence will definitely cause a lot of People's disputes will only cause trouble for himself, so he can only pick a few suitable moments to remind them.

"Hao'er, this is the healing medicinal material I recently obtained from dangerous places. It has the effect of strengthening the foundation and strengthening the yuan. You can accept it." At this time, Patriarch Qiao took out a rectangular brocade box from the space ring, despite having The brocade box is suppressed, but the strong medicinal effect can still be captured with spiritual sense.

Without waiting for Wang Hao to make any comments, Wang Ping stepped forward and refused instead of Wang Hao, "Brother Qiao, this gift is definitely not acceptable. It is too expensive. You should keep it for yourself."

"Why can't I accept it, it's just a gift, it's treated as a new year's money." Patriarch Qiao looked indifferent, and then there was a round of rejections between each other. . . . . . In the end it fell into Wang Hao's pocket.

Then Patriarch Qiao began to introduce Wang Hao to the people who came with him, that is, Wang Hao’s relatives. Patriarch Qiao pointed to dozens of young people first, "They are your younger brothers by generation."

"Brother Wang Hao happy new year." The young people collectively shouted at Wang Hao. They saw Wang Hao's eyes in awe. After all, he was the first person in the younger generation, and he was also famous in his family.

Wang Hao nodded lightly, gave some gifts casually, and said with emotion, he did not expect that he has been resurrected for so long, and his brother is so old.

Patriarch Qiao pointed to many teenagers again and said, "Haoer, they are your nephews in terms of generation."

"Uncle Hao Happy New Year." Several teenagers shouted together.

Wang Hao "..." He was old, but he still took out a few gifts.

Just when Wang Hao thought that the New Year's greetings should be over, Patriarch Qiao's voice rang again. He pointed to a few children held by the woman and said, "According to their seniority, they are your grandchildren."

"Quickly, call Grandpa Wang, and call Grandpa Wang to give you red envelopes." Several women holding their children are coaxing the children in their arms.

"Wang... Grandpa Wang." The jagged voice sounded, somewhat crisp, but it sounded very cute.

Wang Hao, who silently gave gifts, looked at these children "..." Is he really old?

"Hey, wait, how could Uncle Hao forget me when he sent a red envelope." Just as Wang Hao converged to his small vault, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly remembered.

Wang Hao looked up, only to see a middle-aged man with a beard-faced scumbag coming around in joy from behind.

Wang Hao looked dumbfounded, "Hao...Uncle Hao?!" Depending on your age, isn't it about the same if I call you Uncle?

Just when he was about to ask a question~lightnovelpub.net~ an old voice rang from behind Wang Hao, "Brother Hao, I know you don’t want to admit this relationship, but he is really your nephew, this is fact."

Then he yelled to the middle-aged uncle, "You return it to me, you need a red envelope if you are thousands of years old."

The middle-aged uncle was yelled aggrievedly and stepped back.

Wang Hao temporarily understood why this uncle called himself uncle, but what made him even more confused was what the old man called himself just now? Hao brother? Are you an old man calling me a young man Hao brother?

"Ahem, Hao'er, he is my brother's son. He is now tens of thousands of years old. Although the age difference between you two is a bit big, but you two are of the same seniority, so you two are brothers in terms of seniority. , He was right to call you Brother Hao." Patriarch Qiao explained.

Generations have always been messy, especially when there are more family members, the more chaotic they are.

Wang Hao "I'm getting old, really old, now an old man can call me a brother." He was only a few thousand years old in his last life.