"what's up?"

You don't get paid for nothing, Liu Xiang has recently learned a new word, and these people certainly have a purpose to curry favor with him.

"It's like this, old man, I think my son's qualifications to be a handyman disciple are a bit inferior... Can you please give me some good words? Ah Da, Ah Er, go and bring over the thousand-year-old ginseng that I have treasured. Then do the old man's work today!"

Xiang Liu's face showed embarrassment, so he pulled the tiger's skin to pull the banner, really want to say a few words?His that ability.

But... the thousand-year-old ginseng, a cup of century-old ginseng tea has such an effect.

He wants to live another two years...

It's definitely not that he's afraid of death, it's just that he can't let go of his granddaughter and wants to see her grow up with peace of mind.

Yes, that's it.

"I consider……"

The middle-aged short fat man suddenly sensed something, his head was pounding like garlic, and he threw himself on the ground.

"I've seen the biography of Gu Qin!"

Gu Qici didn't stop at all, and didn't even look at him.

Perhaps in her world, this person does not exist at all.

Gu Qici took a few more steps forward, and his last gaze met Liu Xiyao who was hiding in the house.

With a cold and temperatureless tone: "Come with me."

A trace of panic flashed in Liu Xiyao's eyes.

This feeling came again...

Her body trembled slightly, and the feeling of powerlessness engulfed by darkness in her dream enveloped her heart again.

From the deepest fear in her heart, there seemed to be a voice transmission in her chest: "Don't go, don't go."

Liu Xiyao quickly shook her head: "I won't go... My feet hurt..."

Of course, in the face of Gu Qici's overbearing, everything is meaningless: "I just came to inform you, I didn't ask for your opinion."

Gu Qici was cold: "I have been eating and drinking for nothing in Tianmozong for so long, and it is time to make some contributions. We are not philanthropic."

The atmosphere suddenly stiffened.

Liu Xiang's expression froze: "What are you looking for with Yaoyao from our family..."

"The suzerain said that he wanted to see if her aptitude could become an opportunity for our Heavenly Demon Sect to suppress the Southern Region."

The middle-aged chunky man was incoherent, and a ball started to dance: "Master Liu, it's over, the suzerain saw that he was a direct disciple at the beginning!"

Personal disciple...

Liu Xiang didn't understand the concept of this word, but he could only get a glimpse of it from the original token.

If his granddaughter becomes a direct disciple, does he still need to raise the banner?

Feeling hot in his heart, he said, "Yaoyao, let's go with your sister Gu."

Liu Xiyao's heart seemed to be stuffed, pressed, held tightly, unable to even breathe out: "I won't go..."

Liu Xiang got up, pushed open the door, pulled Liu Xiyao out and smiled at Gu Qici: "The child is having a temper tantrum, please don't worry about it."

Gu Qici shook his head: "No."

She never cared about the dead.

Liu Xiang bowed his head and reprimanded severely: "Yaoyao is obedient, grandpa will still harm you? Do you want to live the life of not having enough to eat and not to wear warm?"

At this time, the middle-aged dumpy man secretly pulled Liu Xiang's trousers and winked.

Liu Xiangxin understood and understood his meaning: "Talk to your elder sister Gu on the way, I think your fat uncle's son should be enough to be an outer disciple."

The middle-aged short fat man quickly answered: "That's right, Yaoyao, I don't want my scorpion to sell wine like the fat uncle when he grows up. The water here is too deep for him to handle."

Liu Xiyao suddenly realized that it wasn't that the room was cold.

But today's sunshine is also unexpectedly cold.

The breeze is majestic, blowing the fallen leaves, I don't know if it is a dream or a fantasy.

The expression on her face changed repeatedly, and finally became deadly calm.

"it is good."

She followed Gu Qici away.

Still looking back with some reluctance.

Under the sun, the lame grandfather and the fat uncle with a big belly had a happy conversation.

The smiles on their faces are brighter than the sun.

The thousand-year-old reference in grandpa's hand is longer than her whole life.

Perhaps it is a smile brighter than the sun, which dissolves the tip of the iceberg.

"You gave him the copper coin that usurped your life." Gu Qici took out a copper coin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently: "I don't take advantage of you, is it right?"

A currency similar to contribution value circulated within the Tianmo sect, implying that good and evil cannot be balanced, and it is also the beginning of the Tianmo sect's reform of evil and returning to righteousness.

"Generally speaking, the probability of good and evil is equal. Although the strokes of evil characters are more, the handwriting is slender and the quality is slightly lighter. I recommend you to choose evil."

But Liu Xiyao could only feel boundless fear in that smile: "Can I not choose..."

Gu Qici didn't answer her, and flicked her slender fingers lightly.

Copper coins dance like butterflies in the air, and the light and shadow alternately choose.

"Is it true evil?"

"elder sister……"

Liu Xiyao probably knew that she would not be able to escape this catastrophe: "It's right! When I was very young, my mother told me that evil does not overwhelm righteousness! Born in the world, one must be worthy of one's conscience."

The copper coin fell to the ground.

The evil character exudes the fragrance of death.

The next thing Liu Xiyao couldn't understand was the words.

"You also said in your previous life that evil does not overwhelm righteousness, and you have indeed become the bloody dragon princess who is an enemy of the human race."

"When the sky fell, there was a tall man holding it up. Brother was just right. He didn't want to fight for the world or for the common people, but he had to fight."

"It's unreasonable to put the crimes of the previous life in the current life that hasn't happened. I look down on this shameless villain."

"But I can't help it. If I can't beat you in the future, I only have a [-]% chance of winning in another life, so I have to live like I hate the most."

"Block my way, please die quietly."

Chapter 42 Good or evil is the hardest thing to tell

"Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa!"

The sun outside the window was just right, but the room was unexpectedly slightly cold.

Although she and Nuannuan are close at hand, Liu Xiyao dare not reach out to touch her, a roll of paper curtains covers all her thoughts.

Liu Xiang liked this kind of day, when he had nothing to do, he moved the reclining chair, and the sun shone on his body.

Recently, the smell of decay on his body has become a bit strong.

That's the only way to dispel some.

In other words, let go of a tense string, and lose the obsession in your heart that you must live.

Born in sorrow, die in happiness.

He actually understood that his life was not close to the end.

"Father?"

He is too lazy to move, and there are not a few people who have fawned on him recently.

"Master Liu?"

Today happened to be ten days after the Immortal Ascension Conference.

It has long been rumored that an old man who knew his own disciple was forced to work as a handyman.

A middle-aged man with a big belly was not annoyed when he saw this, and complimented him with a cup of steaming ginseng tea.

"Mr. Liu, this is a [-]-year-old ginseng tea that I respect for you. Although it is not advanced, it can prolong life and strengthen the body."

Longevity...

Ho!

Liu Xiang opened his eyes instantly, straightened up, stretched out his withered hand to snatch the ginseng tea, and drank it like a hungry ghost that had not been reincarnated.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed twice.

It is rare to be able to choke on hot tea.

I don't know if it's an illusion or the ginseng tea really started to work.

Liu Xiang felt that his body regained some strength.

"what's up?"

You don't get paid for nothing, Liu Xiang has recently learned a new word, and these people certainly have a purpose to curry favor with him.

"It's like this, old man, I think my son's qualifications to be a handyman disciple are a bit inferior... Can you please give me some good words? Ah Da, Ah Er, go and bring over the thousand-year-old ginseng that I have treasured. Then do the old man's work today!"

Xiang Liu's face showed embarrassment, so he pulled the tiger's skin to pull the banner, really want to say a few words?His that ability.

But... the thousand-year-old ginseng, a cup of century-old ginseng tea has such an effect.

He wants to live another two years...

It's definitely not that he's afraid of death, it's just that he can't let go of his granddaughter and wants to see her grow up with peace of mind.

Yes, that's it.

"I consider……"

The middle-aged short fat man suddenly sensed something, his head was pounding like garlic, and he threw himself on the ground.

"I've seen the biography of Gu Qin!"

Gu Qici didn't stop at all, and didn't even look at him.

Perhaps in her world, this person does not exist at all.

Gu Qici took a few more steps forward, and his last gaze met Liu Xiyao who was hiding in the house.

With a cold and temperatureless tone: "Come with me."

A trace of panic flashed in Liu Xiyao's eyes.

This feeling came again...

Her body trembled slightly, and the feeling of powerlessness engulfed by darkness in her dream enveloped her heart again.

From the deepest fear in her heart, there seemed to be a voice transmission in her chest: "Don't go, don't go."

Liu Xiyao quickly shook her head: "I won't go... My feet hurt..."

Of course, in the face of Gu Qici's overbearing, everything is meaningless: "I just came to inform you, I didn't ask for your opinion."

Gu Qici was cold: "I have been eating and drinking for nothing in Tianmozong for so long, and it is time to make some contributions. We are not philanthropic."

The atmosphere suddenly stiffened.

Liu Xiang's expression froze: "What are you looking for with Yaoyao from our family..."

"The suzerain said that he wanted to see if her aptitude could become an opportunity for our Heavenly Demon Sect to suppress the Southern Region."

The middle-aged chunky man was incoherent, and a ball started to dance: "Master Liu, it's over, the suzerain saw that he was a direct disciple at the beginning!"

Personal disciple...

Liu Xiang didn't understand the concept of this word, but he could only get a glimpse of it from the original token.

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