Chapter 90 Uncle Master, guess whether the Yuan Jing in my hand is one or two?

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 Gu Han slowly opened his eyes.

He happened to meet Gu Tian's concerned gaze.

"Father."

He smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"……good."

Gu Tian closed his eyes again and once again concentrated on refining the corpse of the golden-scaled crocodile, which had little essence left.

Gulu!

The fat man swallowed and quietly looked back at Han.

"It's... it's done?"

"It's done."

"How... did it happen?"

"It's not very difficult."

Gu Han thought for a while.

"It's just a casual slash. It's not too easy."

He told the truth.

After exerting great force, it was the black shadow who was exhausted to death, and the sword intention of that sword came from the sword prison. As for him... he just made a waving motion.

"..."

The fat man is sore again.

"Can you tell me how you did it?"

"Fat man."

Gu Han shook his head.

"It's not that I'm hiding anything. No one can copy my method, and... this is related to my secret. I'm sorry."

"Oh, Fatty understands."

The fat man waved his hands feebly.

"I was just a little bit shocked..."

"okay."

Gu Han patted him.

"Actually, you're not bad either."

"real?"

"Really, at least I have never seen such a thick-skinned person."

"..."

The fat man stopped talking.

Are you so damn comforting?

At this moment.

A burst of demonic energy exploded!

But it was Gu Tian who finally absorbed all the flesh and blood essence of the golden-scaled crocodile. Not only did his aura surge, but his eyes also became violent again.

"Father."

Gu Han felt happy.

"Your injury..."

"No... hindrance."

"Then you can go back with me."

Seeing that the matter is over.

Gu Han had no intention of staying any longer.

"no……"

How to know.

Gu Tian shook his head, a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes, as if he was trying his best to suppress the rising demonic nature.

"You can't go back yet..."

"Why!"

Gu Han was very anxious.

"It took a lot of effort for me to..."

"do not come!"

The violence in Gu Tian's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he stopped Gu Han.

"I'll... look for you in a while... and you... go back first..."

boom!

The words are not finished yet.

As if he could no longer suppress the demonic nature in his body, he roared angrily, his figure instantly rose into the sky, and disappeared from the sight of the two of them in the blink of an eye!

"Father..."

Gu Han sighed.

He could tell that the demonic nature in Gu Tian's body had greatly increased, and he obviously left temporarily to avoid hurting him.

"Don't worry."

Gu Tian left.

The fat man returned to his true colors.

"With our adoptive father's strength, who can hurt him? Didn't you see that the monster would be scared when he saw him?"
Go around?"

"Show some face!"

Gu Han glanced at him.

"That's my adoptive father."

"It's all the same! We live and die together, we are as close as brothers, what's yours is mine, isn't it?"

"hehe."

Gu Han was too lazy to pay attention to him and strode away.

Only half gone.

He stopped suddenly.

"It's over!"

The fat man also reacted and immediately withered.

"Our adoptive father is a bit unreliable. Even if he wants to leave... we have to be sent out first!"

"Fat man."

Gu Han's eyes were dark.

"The royal capital...is in the north, right?"

"yes!"

"Then...where is the north?"

"..."

The fat man was asked.

It was dark here, the surrounding scenery was almost exactly the same, and the two of them had no spiritual sense, so it was naturally difficult to determine the direction.

"This way!"

The fat man looked around with his eyes and suddenly pointed in a direction.

"It must be this way!"

"how do you know?"

"Nonsense, did you see that tree? Fatty, I broke it when I came here!"

"..."



Outside the wild forest.

A man in black robes kept shuttling through the dense forest. He was very fast. He could cover a distance of more than ten feet with one step.

It was Yang Ying who had tested Gu Han before!

At this moment.

A figure fell silently in front of him, blocking his way.

Dressed in white, she is spotless and has an elegant and easy-going temperament. Just looking at her back can make people feel good about her.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

Meet this person.

Yang Ying froze, and quickly saluted, looking extremely respectful.

"you are back?"

"Come back and see."

The man in front waved his hand casually, his voice gentle.

"Junior Brother Yang, what was the result of this test?"

"All passed."

Yang Ying's heart tightened.

"Especially that Da Qi's Gu Han, his strength is particularly outstanding, does Senior Brother Luo want to test it?"

"No."

The man shook his head.

"Just leave these small things to Junior Brother Yuan. I will only stay for two days before leaving."

Hear the words.

For some reason, Yang Ying suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior brother."

The man turned around slowly, half-smiling but not smiling.

"You seem a little afraid of me?"

"What are you talking about, senior brother!"

Yang Ying quickly saluted.

"I just……"

"It doesn't matter."

The man didn't care, but mentioned another thing.

"I heard that you have a sister in the Dachu Martial Arts Academy."

"……yes!"

"What are the qualifications?"

"Alright."

"Yes, in ten days the sect will open the mountain again.

When the time comes, let her be well prepared."

"Ten days?"

Yang Ying was stunned.

"Isn't there still another year?"

"I think one year is too long."

The man smiled.

"So it was changed to ten days later. The sect leader and several supreme elders didn't have any objections."

Yang Ying didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"That's all."

Seeing Yang Ying's reserved look, the man seemed a little bored.

"You go back now. I will go to the capital of Daqi and then leave. Let me tell them so that they will not be worried."

"Senior Brother Luo."

Yang Ying took courage.

"You go to the royal capital..."

"Solve a little thing."

The man laughed again.

"I haven't been here these years, and some people seem to have begun to ignore the rules of Qingyun Pavilion."

Say it.

A breeze blew by.

The man has disappeared.

Yang Ying let out a long sigh of relief, her back... was already soaked with sweat!



The royal capital.

The Grand Prince's Mansion, a quiet room.

Du Teng's face was expressionless, his brows were furrowed, and he was a little uneasy.

Three days!

Three days have passed since the martial arts trial ended!

Although he already knew about the monsters' rebellion again, he thought that this plan was foolproof and he could kill Gu Han no matter what. However, until today...

Yu Hua didn’t come back!

Jiang Hong didn't come back!

Vice-president Wu and others didn’t come back!

Even...even Tian Heng didn't come back!

As for whether Gu Han was dead or not, and what happened in the trial area, he had no way of knowing.

"That's it!"

Think of this.

He stood up suddenly.

"No big deal, I'll go there myself..."

"Uncle Master."

At the time when I was worried.

A voice suddenly came in from outside the door.

"who!"

Du Teng felt a chill in his heart, glanced over, and his expression changed drastically.

"Wu... Wushuang? You... why are you back?"

outside the door.

A young man in white clothes, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like bright stars, and an elegant air on his body stood there, looking at him with a smile.

It was the man named Luo who had just met Yang Ying.

Luo Wushuang!

"Uncle, you seem... to have something on your mind?"

"No, no!"

Du Teng quickly denied it.

"It's Wushuang, why...why at this time..."

"Come back and see."

Said.

Luo Wushuang walked in and sat down slowly.

"I've been away for a long time, so I miss the sect a little bit, but I won't be here for a long time this time. I will leave tomorrow. Master, sit down!"

"well!"

Du Teng felt uneasy.

"Wushuang, you came to me because..."

"It's no big deal."

Luo Wushuang waved his hand, Yun Danfeng said lightly, "It's just that I'm going
The place is too dangerous, so I came to my uncle specifically to ask for two life-saving pills. I hope... my uncle won't be stingy."

"Where, where!"

Du Teng breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Wushuang, whatever kind of elixir you want, just ask! Even if I don't have it, I can refine it for you on the spot."

"No rush, no rush."

Luo Wushuang laughed again.

"Before that, I want to ask my uncle a question."

There was a thud.

Du Teng's heart skipped a beat.

"Wha...what?"

"Where is that Tian Pavilion Master now?"

"he……"

Du Teng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"I...I don't know..."

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wushuang suddenly sighed.

"When I entered the sect, you were already the deputy director of the Alchemy Academy, right?"

"..."

"Uncle Master, you should also know very well about me as a person, right?"

"..."

Luo Wushuang asked every question.

Du Teng's face turned pale, and until the end, there was no trace of blood left.

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wushuang slowly stretched out a hand and looked at him quietly.

"Guess, is the Yuan Jing in my hand one or two?"

"Wushuang!"

Make some space!

Du Teng stood up instantly, with a look of despair on his face.

"You...you can't do this, that matter...has nothing to do with me!"

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wushuang seemed not to hear.

"guess."

"Wushuang! Why...why are you forcing me like this? That boy...you don't know him at all! Even if I kill him, it won't have any impact on you at all. You..."

"Uncle Master."

Luo Wu shook his head.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

"..."

"The rules of Qingyun Pavilion are set by me. You should not violate my rules, that's all."

"..."

"but……"

Luo Wushuang looked at him quietly.

"Even if you make a mistake, I am willing to give you a chance. This is another rule of mine."

"so."

He stretched his hand forward.

"Guess, if you guess right, you can live."

thump!

Du Teng's face turned pale and he sat down.

Luo Wushuang was not in a hurry.

Look at him quietly.

Du Teng had a look of despair on his face, and his face seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. His eyes were fixed on Luo Wushuang's hand, as if he wanted to see something.

only……

He can't see through it at all!

"One...one!"

After a while.

Du Teng spoke again, his tone extremely dry.

"One?"

Luo Wushuang stood up slowly.

"The chance of you guessing right is half, so the chance of you surviving is also half."

Said.

He slowly opened his palms...


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