When Lin Huang saw the figure above the Nightmare God of War, he was suddenly enlightened. He seemed to have seen Lin Changtian in his youth. Then Lin Huang shook his head and extinguished the ridiculous thoughts in his heart. Because of the Nightmare God of War
The figure above is a young man slightly older than him.
No more than twenty-five years old.
"Brother..."
In the defensive formation, Wang Xiao suddenly spoke. His eyes were fixed on the figure in the distance. He was stunned, stunned, and murmured. Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and finally he laughed out loud, looking at the Nightmare God of War.
The young man in white above waved his arms and shouted: "Brother!"
And many people in the three sects and five mansions also frowned.
Although they had been famous for many years and were polite to ordinary young people, the invincible young man who came from afar left a very deep impression on them.
Back then, he picked up three sects and five mansions with a long spear, and hunted down dozens of powerful Martial Kings at the level of Wuhou. He was known as... a legendary person among the younger generation of Taixuan Domain!
——Jun Don’t laugh!
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In the Taixuan Realm.
A remote place on the frontier.
I don’t know where!
In the antique room, there was a middle-aged man in white sitting.
The hair is neatly coiled on the back.
With a handsome look and soft eyes...
He looks like a scholar, but there is no trace of Confucianism in him, so he must be a dabbler.
At this moment, the man in white is holding an embroidery needle in his hand... In front of him, there is this unfinished embroidery of wealth and peace.
"hiss……"
Suddenly, the man accidentally pricked his finger very accurately.
The man sucked his fingers and frowned slightly. He felt that this craft work was too damn difficult. It was much scarier than studying.
Not long after, the sound of clanging footsteps and the clash of gold and armor suddenly sounded outside the door.
"I'm back!"
Following the woman's slightly exasperated voice, the door was pushed open.
The man looked up and saw his wife wearing red makeup and silver armor walking in. She was holding a silver dragon helmet in her hand and a three-foot green sword hanging from her waist. She looked particularly heroic.
When he saw the woman coming back, the man's face was suddenly filled with smiles. Then he seemed to be attentive, but in fact he threw away the embroidery needle lazily, trotted up to the woman, took the woman's helmet, and took off the heavy embroidery for her.
armor.
"What are you doing! You have been embroidering Nian'er's bellyband for two years. Nian'er has been born for a year now, and you haven't finished the embroidery yet. Why are you lazy?"
The woman's eyes widened, and she was so frightened that the man shrank his hands and returned to the desk with a sneer. He couldn't help complaining: "This embroidery is a woman's business. How can someone like me read the books of sages?"
Things people do!”
"Then going out to fight and protect the government and the people is a man's business. Why do you let me wear armor, but you yourself rarely even take a step forward from the general's palace?"
The woman turned her head and glared at the man.
The man immediately shrank his head and did not dare to refute at all.
"By the way, where is Nian'er? Is he at the nanny's place?"
the woman asked next.
The man suddenly frowned and patted his head as if he suddenly understood. Then his face was suddenly full of fear, and he pointed to the ink tank next to the desk that was originally used to hold ink with a guilty conscience!
"Gu Qingsheng!"
The woman suddenly raised her voice, like a lion roaring from the east of the river. Looking at the little girl in the ink tank who had already fallen asleep from exhaustion, with a big painted face and drool all over her clothes, she suddenly became furious. With a clang, she pulled out the ink from her waist.
Sword.
"Madam, I was wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, I was wrong!"
Gu Qingsheng had a pretty face and a very positive attitude in admitting his mistakes. His knees were slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel down. He looked at his wife flatteringly, and then he quickly picked up the little girl in the tank, knowing that he could correct his mistakes.
Baby, wipe the little girl's face with your snow-white sleeves.
When the woman saw Gu Qingsheng admitting his mistake, she suppressed most of her anger, but she couldn't help but her eyes turned red and she felt particularly aggrieved.
If you say that your husband is a nice person, not opportunistic, or somewhat upright, that is all natural, otherwise you would not have fallen in love with him back then.
But he doesn’t remember anything well, is a bit useless, and has the indecisiveness of a scholar...
"What on earth can you do... You have no ability to tie a chicken, and you can't study well, let alone get a reputation. When you do business, you boast that you will be tainted with the smell of copper. Even if you are idle at home, you can't even take care of Nian'er.
Okay, if Nian'er bumps into each other, are you going to make me sad to death?"
The woman in silver armor stamped her feet, holding back tears, and said with a cry of resentment. Looking at Gu Qingsheng who was in a hurry at the moment, she was angry and resentful, but there was still a trace of reluctance in her heart.
"It's wrong, ma'am. I'm really wrong. Next time, no, no, no... I promise! I promise there won't be a next time!"
Gu Qingsheng pointed his hands to the sky and swore resolutely.
"You say this every time. When are you serious about making up your mind? The huge General's Mansion relies on me alone to support it. When can you help me? Is it true that when Nian'er grows up and inherits the family business, you
Are you going to live a happy life alone?"
The woman said with more and more resentment.
"But... didn't we agree at the beginning that we would draw lots to decide who will be the outsider and who will be the inside, and you cheated and wanted to be the outsider. Now... now..."
Gu Qingsheng suddenly didn't dare to speak because he could see the anger in the woman's eyes.
"Daughter-in-law, my stomach hurts... Can we talk about it later?"
Gu Qingsheng changed the subject and wanted to escape from the room that was about to turn into a field of angry flames.
"No!"
The woman said coldly.
"But...but I really can't help it!"
Gu Qingsheng begged for mercy.
The woman had a cold face, gritted her teeth and said nothing.
Gu Qingsheng immediately gave a flattering smile, then handed the little girl in his arms to the woman's arms, and took the three-foot green edge from the woman's hand.
"You have a stomachache, what are you doing with my sword?"
The woman frowned and spoke.
Gu Qingsheng shook his head, "No, the dogs in the general's mansion are all a bunch of immature wolf cubs. We have been married for almost four years, and these dogs still whine and scream every time they see me.
, even if I am a bride-in-law, you can’t bully me like this, right? Without a sword, I’m afraid!”
With that said, Gu Qingsheng disappeared into the room.
The woman in the room was holding the little girl in her arms, but the tears in her eyes fell involuntarily, "We have been married for four years, nine months and seven days!"
"Plus three hours...and a half!"
Outside the house, Gu Qingsheng's voice suddenly sounded.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, but her eyes were still full of resentment. He held the little girl in his arms and walked to the door of the room, only to find that Gu Qingsheng had disappeared into the courtyard... This made the woman frown and feel her stomach ache.
He can still run so fast despite the pain.
And when the man walked out of the courtyard with a three-foot green sword in his hand, he also stepped out of the general's mansion.
And when he stepped out of the general's mansion, he also stepped out of the small world that he had drawn as a prison.
At this moment, the man was dressed in white, holding a long sword in his hand. The breeze blew through his silk hair and fluttered his robe, giving the man an indescribable elegance.
Gu Qingsheng raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyebrows slightly condensed.
Those pair of sword eyebrows suddenly gave rise to infinite sharp energy.
Then, Gu Qingsheng's slender fingers moved slightly, and a mask with black stripes on a white background gradually appeared in the palm of his hand. The black stripes on the mask spanned the forehead, extending from the bridge of the nose to both cheeks, and then there was a stroke on each corner of the mouth.
beside.
Vaguely, the black pattern looks like a pictographic sky character.
Looking at the vast sky, the man took a deep breath, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the mask slowly covered his handsome face.
The next moment...
The male overhaul rose up and disappeared into the sky thousands of miles away.
Between heaven and earth, Gu Qingsheng's figure is no longer visible, only the sword energy of a thousand miles is like a dragon, heading towards the concubine's grave...