Chapter 257 Toxic Family.

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

"What else can I do, blast it!"

Wang Hao suddenly became stupid, blasting your sister! The old man is alive and well.

Don't wait for Wang Hao to say anything to stop it.

"Boom!"

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

A large group of elders and disciples followed behind them, and the Wang and Qiao families all came together.

Wang Hao looked dumbfounded at the dense crowd. What was the situation?

The elders who blasted in looked at Wang Hao who was standing stupidly in the room and couldn't help being anxious. Several elders who were too superior pressed Wang Hao to the bed together, and then an elder who was good at alchemy gave Wang Hao a pulse.

Wang Hao, who was struggling on the bed, said, "Who can tell me what's going on?"

After a long time, the elder who checked Wang Hao's pulse removed his hands and said, "Hao'er has no problem with him. Maybe it was because he didn't use medicine to help him after his breakthrough yesterday and there was a small problem. Now he has recovered. "

Wang Hao snorted coldly in his heart, "Hey, I'm a dignified and powerful god, and I need medicine to help me make breakthroughs in such a small realm? You look down on me too much. This emperor has never needed any medicines or medicine pills to help me."

The elders were also relieved, everything was fine, and then let Wang Hao go.

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

Wang Hao glanced at it with his spiritual sense, and his head was immediately covered with black lines. All the people from the Wang family came, even the servants. What is this for? Send me the end? As expected of a poisonous family.

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

Wang Hao looked at these things with indifference on the surface, but he smiled like a flower in his heart. I'm sorry, I take back what I said just now.

Thank you, the boss is great, the boss is healthy, I wish you an early birth of your son, and all your wishes come true.

Although the Wang family is poisonous, they 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 you are short of medicinal pills, you can just speak. This is not your special right. All the disciples of the Wang family have this right," said a Taishang elder.

"Yeah, yeah, the most important thing in my royal family is the medicine pill. If you need it, go to the Pill Palace to get it." A Taishang elder also said, and his words were full of pride. .

Wang Hao actually wanted to remind them, "Except for the medicinal pills that strengthen one's body and cultivate vitality, other medicinal pills that are helpful for cultivation are just aids, and taking too much is not good." But this sentence will definitely cause a lot of people. People's disputes, this will only cause trouble for himself, so he can only pick a few suitable times to remind them sideways.

"Hao'er, this is the healing medicine I recently got from the dangerous land. It has the effect of strengthening one's roots and cultivating vitality. You can accept it." At this time, the Qiao family master took out a rectangular brocade box from the space ring. 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 statement, Wang Ping stepped forward and refused Wang Hao's place, "Brother Qiao, this gift must not be accepted, it is too precious, you should keep it for yourself."

"Why can't you accept it, it's just a matter of heart, and it's considered a lucky money." Qiao's family head looked indifferent, and then there was a mutual refusal. . . . . . In the end, it still fell into Wang Hao's pocket.

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

"Happy New Year, Brother Wang Hao." The youth collectively shouted at Wang Hao, and they looked at Wang Hao in awe. After all, he was the first of the younger generation, and he was also famous in their family.

Wang Hao nodded lightly, gave some gifts, and said with emotion, he didn't expect to have been resurrected for so long, and his younger brother was so old.

The head of the Qiao family pointed to many young people and said, "Hao'er, they are your nephews in terms of seniority."

"Happy New Year, Uncle Hao." Several teenagers shouted in unison.

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, the voice of the head of Qiao rang again. He pointed to a few children held by women and said, "In terms of generation, they are your grandchildren."

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

"Wang... Grandpa Wang." The uneven voice sounded, a little crisp, but it sounded cute.

Wang Hao, who silently gave gifts, looked at these children and said, "..." Could it be that he is really old?

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

Wang Hao looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a full beard coming around happily from behind.

Wang Hao was stunned, "Hao...Uncle Hao?!" Judging by your age, it's almost the same for me to call you Uncle, right?

Just when he was about to ask a question, an old voice sounded from behind Wang Hao, "Brother Hao, I know you are reluctant to admit this relationship, but he is really your nephew, that's a fact."

Then he shouted to the middle-aged uncle, "You go back to me, what red envelopes do you need even after being thousands of years old."

The middle-aged uncle stepped back aggrieved by the yelling.

Wang Hao temporarily understood why the old man called him uncle, but what made him even more confused was what did the old man call him just now? Brother Hao? You, an old man, call me, a young man, Haodi?

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

This kind of thing has always been messy, especially the more family members, the more messy it is.

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