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"Senior Brother Gu..." She sniffed: "It doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?"
She looked up at the bottom of the mountain, the sun shining on her body, and layers of irritability welled up in her heart.
Gu Shuo was currently walking on the clouds, flying towards the north.
He wanted to go back to Qingyun Sect and have a deep talk with Bei Wushuang. He had never thought that Hua Su's rebuilding of Tianmo Sect would be so serious before. Hearing what Lei Haichao said made him nervous.
Qingyun Sect needs to be prepared!
Perhaps it is because of this little person like Hua Su that the prelude to a great era has begun!
Tianxuan.
south.
Although it is already the depth of winter, the earth is still green, but the cold in the south is different from that in the north.
The cold in the north is biting, while the cold in the south is lingering.
Like water, it penetrates into human bone marrow.
Such weather, that is, the monks are still walking outside, does not delay their various purposes. But for those mortals who cannot practice, such weather is very difficult. And no matter which era or region, it is
There are many mortals, but few can cultivate.
So in such weather, life is very difficult for ordinary people.
Don't think that only the north can freeze to death. In the south, poor people can also freeze to death from the lingering coldness.
Of course, all this is not a problem for the monks, they will not feel cold at all.
Although the previous clan war between the human race and the demon clan in the south was fierce, after the two sides withdrew their troops and ceased fighting, the south became a mixture of dragons and snakes in a short period of time.
There are many mountains and ridges here. Even during the period of fierce fighting between the two clans, there were many monks and even many mortals hiding in the mountains and living a life unaffected by the war. Now that the clan war is over, these reclusive people
People came out one after another.
Shuanghe Town.
A woman walked in from the door. A man in the room was slumped on a chair, looking out the window, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of alcohol. The woman wrinkled
A frown:
"Can't you drink less?"
The drunken man tilted his head and glanced at the woman, then said slowly, "Why don't you drink?"
The woman sighed: "Now that the clan war is over, why don't you go back to the Tianmeng to have a look?"
Speaking of this, there was a hint of excitement in her eyes: "I have never been to Tianmeng, can you take me there?"
"Return to the Tianmeng?" A complex look appeared on the man's face, he raised his head and took another sip of wine: "I won't come back!"
The woman said angrily: "You are a god who is drunk and dreaming about death all day long. If you are capable, you will be drunk and dreaming about death all your life."
"Gudong..." The man took another sip and looked out the window with confusion.
The woman came forward, squatted down, put her hands on the man's legs, her eyes were reddish:
"do not do that……"
"Huh..." The man breathed out a breath of alcohol and looked at the woman: "Fenghong, let me go."
"No!" The woman shook her head vigorously: "I am your wife, and I already have your child in my belly. I can't watch you die. If you dare to leave, I will abort the child in your belly. Brother Feng, you
As I said, you don’t hate Gu Shuo, why do you want to kill Gu Shuo?”
Feng Rusong raised his hand and took another sip of wine. When the two clans were fighting, he met Zhu Fenghong. In the clan war where he didn't know whether he would die tomorrow, the two fought side by side, and eventually sparks were sparked and the result was
During the clan war for his Taoist companions, Feng Rusong was able to paralyze himself with the righteousness of the human race, but after the clan war ended, the morality of master and disciple was gnawing at his heart.
He never returned to the Tianmeng, so he didn't know that his master was dead. Moreover, he was beaten to death by Gu Shuo on Gravity Island. Although no one saw it with his own eyes, they could conclude that this was the case. What he got
The news came relatively late, just as the clan war was fierce. After the clan war, he wanted to go find Gu Shuo, but was blocked by Zhu Fenghong.
The cold wind seeped in through the cracks in the window. Zhu Fenghong raised her little face and looked at Feng Ruosong: "Let's not take revenge, okay?"
"Hehehe...hahahaha..." Feng Rusong suddenly laughed, as if he was crazy. When the laughter died down, his face was full of exhaustion again:
"I don't hate Gu Shuo. From beginning to end, Gu Shuo actually didn't do anything wrong. I hate my master's son even when I look at him.
Do you know why I left Tianmeng in the first place?
It's because I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to bear it any longer and will kill my master's son.
Therefore, I was too late to rejoice when Gu Shuo killed my master’s son. He was a scumbag. I just respect my master, respect and be grateful to my master. As for my master’s son, whether he dies or not has nothing to do with me.
what relationship?
Therefore, when Senior Brother asked me to kill Gu Shuo, I did not take action. And...hehe..."
Feng Rusong laughed twice more, memories appearing in his eyes: "No one thought that Gu Shuo would come back alive from the Holy Mountain. However, he should never have killed my master.
That's my master!
This revenge must be avenged!"
"But can you kill Gu Shuo? Can you beat him? You are not going for revenge, you are going to die!"
She clenched Feng Rusong's robe tightly with both hands, and her voice became sharp.
"I don't want our child to be without a father before he's born. Brother Feng, even if you want revenge, you have to wait until your cultivation level surpasses that of Gu Shuo. Let's practice first, okay?"
Feng Rusong laughed heartily, the look on his face was uglier than crying.
"Now that we are both gods, I still have a chance. If I continue to practice, do you think I still have a chance?"
Countless small rivers and streams converge into one big river, which is the Tianhe River. It rolls from the south through the central part and then flows to the north. In the middle part, near the Tianhe River, there is a village.
This village is a mortal village, that is to say, the people in this village are mortals.
In fact, this vast land is where mortals gather. Whenever a child from a family has the qualifications to practice, it is a carnival day in a certain village.
In a yard, a young man was chopping wood. His movements were very smooth, but his eyes were a little dull. He was wearing cheap and patched clothes. But every time the ax went down, it split the wood smoothly. There was a pile of wood next to it.
The pile of chopped wood has the same thickness, as if it had been measured with a ruler.
Not far away from the well, a girl was washing clothes. From time to time she looked up and peeked at the young man chopping firewood. There was also a middle-aged woman cooking in the room.
The middle-aged woman cooked the meal and invited the two people into the house to eat. While eating, she kept talking:
"I picked you up because you were strong. You were covered in wounds, so I took risks by picking you back up. You have so many wounds on your body. You must be a monk, right? You must be hunted down by your enemies.
?
I rescued you, but once your enemies come after you, will my daughter and I have to be buried with you?
So, you have to be grateful to me!
If you are grateful to me, you should become my family's son-in-law. My old man died early, and there is no man in the family. Although you are the son-in-law, you are the only man in the family, and you are the mainstay. How can I still wrong you?