As a daughter, I travel in the world of Gulong

Chapter 181 180: The Times

Dusk passes, night comes, the long night passes, and the sun rises again.

The sun is shining brightly, the beach is white and soft, the water is as blue as green, and the waves are lapping at the coast.

Wuming Island still looks like that, but it is different.

When they landed on the island, Jiang Yuyan felt angry for no reason. She and Gu Changsheng wanted to live peacefully, but they were framed by others. As a result, the instigators ended up living in such a relaxing place.

To the people of the Central Plains, this is an island like a fairyland, but to the little old man, it is like a prison.

He saw the two women, two picturesque women.

His half-bald head reflected the sun.

A sincere, honest old man, hunched over like an old farmer, no one would have guessed that he was the mastermind behind the huge invisible man organization.

"You are here." He greeted like a good friend.

"I heard you met us?"

Gu Changsheng was like an old friend reminiscing about old times, without much murderous intent.

The little old man shook his head and said, "I have seen her."

"I don't remember." Jiang Yuyan said.

The little old man laughed miserably, "Don't you remember?"

Jiang Yuyan looked at his face carefully, thought for a long time and said, "I have an impression."

Gu Changsheng felt sad for the little old man. It should have been when Jiang Yuyan was at his peak, and he had not yet finished his work.

It's like playing a game with a magical costume. You don't even want to look at the monsters on the road, but when they come to grab you, they will hit you with a knife.

"Isn't it bad that everything is safe?" Gu Changsheng asked.

"If you guys die, I can become famous all over the world without any scruples." The little old man said.

He possesses peerless skills and knows so many unique skills that have long been lost in the martial arts. His skills are as good as those of today, but they are of no use. What is the difference between hiding on the Nameless Island and hiding in the Central Plains?

It's like a man who is as big as a donkey but can't spend money, or a man who has a fortune of millions but can't spend money.

This is an era that should belong to him.

"What a pity." Gu Changsheng sighed, "Where is Gong Jiu?"

"He didn't come back," said the little old man.

Gu Changsheng looked at his rickety figure and suddenly became curious, "How good is your skill?"

The little old man put his hands behind his back, his scattered white hair being blown by the wind, and said proudly: "Except for you two, I am invincible in the world!"

Gu Changsheng said: "Then your ability to control people is really bad."

The little old man felt a tightness in his chest.

Gu Changsheng solved a doubt, that is, whether this guy has real strength or is just bragging.

In the plot she knew, this guy was very powerful, but he never really made a move. He only knocked Beef Soup and He Shangshu away with one move, and others said he nailed Gong Jiu into the coffin.

He clearly and strictly prohibited Beef Soup and He Shangshu from taking action against Lu Xiaofeng, but they still killed Lu Xiaofeng again and again, and even tampered with the boat in order to kill Lu Xiaofeng.

It can be seen that he cannot fully control his subordinates and children. Gu Changsheng even guessed that his strength is not that advanced. He specially asked Beef Soup and He Shangshu to take action, and then saved the situation himself, pretending to leave Lu Xiaofeng with an impression of unfathomable strength - - Looking at it now, he is indeed strong enough, and his ability to manage people is really bad.

"No wonder it failed." Gu Changsheng said.

Even if Beef Soup is a daughter's disobedience, the disciple He Shangshu dares not to listen to him.Being afraid of him and daring not to listen to him, as a superior person, the little old man is undoubtedly a failure.

The little old man was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "You are indeed a senior, even his words are so sharp."

"Not many people in the world know us. We might be able to reminisce about old times."

"I lost the bet."

The salty sea breeze blew his white hair, and the little old man's rickety body slowly straightened up, and his posture like an old farmer disappeared. He looked at the two still young seniors in front of him, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"With the two of you suppressing the world, I think my apprentice will be like me and never get ahead. This is the tragedy of a warrior."

There should not be such a monster in the world, but there is nothing we can do about it.

"Maybe we just want some peaceful seclusion?"

"What do Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng say?" the little old man asked.

"Those two..." Gu Changsheng thought for a while, and it was true that to these people, they were like two big demons.

Huo Xiu, Mu Daoren, Ximen Chuixue, and Ye Gucheng, four of the six great masters in the world, were beaten by them.

The little old man thought that they only picked the top contemporary masters to attack, and in fact it seemed that was the case.
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While the rumors of the Blood Rakshasa are spreading in the world, the truth of the tragic night of September [-]th has gradually become clear.

The other party was targeting two monster-like people.

Gong Jiu is lost.

Facing a three-way intersection, he couldn't even tell which way he came from. Each road seemed to be the same. He couldn't tell the direction and didn't know which way to go.

Someone is walking in front of the road. The other person is a swordsman. The swordsman has gray hair and is dressed in white, just like him.

Someone was coming over the other way, a gray-clothed swordsman. Even from such a long distance, he could feel the sharp sword intent, as if his person was a sword.

"Ximen Chuixue?" Gong Jiu said.

The swordsman in white nodded.

The other person is Ye Gucheng.

He didn't expect these two people to get together.

Gong Jiu clenched the Red Dragon Fengxue Sword in his hand and faced these two people who had been missing for a long time like him.

Three top swordsmen faced each other from a distance.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and the temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

The wind blew Ximen Chuixue's gray hair, and Ye Gucheng took off his gray cloak, which was not convenient for one hand.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind again. Looking back, the man with two mustaches appeared in front of him.

"Lu Xiaofeng." Gong Jiu greeted.

"It's hard to find."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed. Shaman was still hiding in the capital with beef soup. If Gong Jiu was not removed, he would not be able to feel at ease.

"The imperial court at Taiping Palace has already taken action." Lu Xiaofeng said.

Gong Jiu had no expression.

"Beef Soup is not dead, Shaman is taking care of her." Lu Xiaofeng said again.

Gong Jiu still had no expression.

"Come, let's see if I can block your sword." Lu Xiaofeng said.

Gong Jiu smiled and said, "You can't stop me."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I can stop it."

Gong Jiu shook his head and said, "You can't."

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly became angry and said coldly: "You don't dare."

Gong Jiu didn't look at him anymore. He stepped forward and tapped lightly on his toes. The man had already swept out. The Red Dragon Snow-Sealing Sword flashed a cold light. The man followed the sword and the sword moved with him.

Before he reached him, the cold sword energy approached Ye Gucheng's face, and a few strands of hair were cut off by the sword energy and fell gently.

The sword is full of air.

The whole person seemed like a white ghost.

Jian Xie Gongjiu, whose sword is like Xie, under the guidance of the little old man from Wuming Island, he can learn all the martial arts in one go, no matter how difficult they are.

The sword light moved, Ximen Chuixue moved, and took the initiative to face Gong Jiu's sword edge.

This was not the decisive battle that shocked the world on September [-]th, but in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, it was even more exciting.

But he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Can he catch Gong Jiu's sword?

This question may never be answered.

A blood flower bloomed lightly, and the answer disappeared like white clouds in the sky, no trace left.

(End of this chapter)