I tried to kill the heroines of luck, but they came after me

She seemed to drop something and cut off her own arm.

Quite surprised eyes fell on Gu Qici, and then he suddenly smiled, trying to cover up his gaffe just now.

"Alright, it will be your young people's world in the future, do you have the means to subdue this strange bone? I can help you protect the law, let it go and try boldly."

Gu Qici shook his head.

"Oh? So you have no solution?"

She still shook her head. She did have such a plan at first, but because of Tianhuo's backlash, she changed her mind: "I don't want this, I leave it to my brother. I know my own way and I will do my own way. I have a bright future. If I take something that is not suitable for me, I may not be able to go farther than I am now."

"Good! Good! Good!" The suzerain Xu Ying, who was a little weaker, shouted three times in succession: "The Heavenly Demon Sect is very lucky to have you. You and Huang Quan can really be called "Crouching Dragon" and "Phoenix Chick". There is no father and son in front of chance, but you are generous. The most broad-minded person I have ever seen is you!"

Gu Qici frowned, she felt that 'Wolong' or 'Fengchu', once connected together, it would not seem like a compliment.

As for being broad-minded?

Nonsense.

She considers herself a narrow-minded person.

Can't help but look down subconsciously.

Can't see toes.

Gu Qici raised his sword and walked in front of Liu Xiyao.

Every step is heavy, as if stepping on Liu Xiyao's breath.

Lying on the ground, the dying girl looked pale.

On the contrary, Liu Xiyao couldn't feel the pain, her heart was itching like an ant devouring it.

A glimmer of life suddenly burst out of the godless eyes, she grabbed Gu Qici's leg, and she was begging: "I beg..."

Gu Qici kicked her hand away and sneered.

Do it while it's hot.

Before Liu Xiyao died, he personally ended her life.

It can also be regarded as completing the obsession of the previous life.

"Please die in peace."

A sword cut down, pointing directly at the heart, without mercy.

'Ding! '

Fire splashes.

The sword in Gu Qici's hand was knocked crookedly into the ground.

"Cut the weeds but not the roots?"

She didn't care about her status gap at all and questioned the suzerain.

The suzerain shook his head: "I can feel that there is still a vague connection between this bone and her. I'm not sure what will happen to this bone if she dies. I'll wait for Huang Quan to completely refine it."

Gu Qici swung his sword again, and the hidden wind swept away with majestic momentum.

"Then I don't want it. I can find other things to replace it. I'm going to kill her today."

The black bone slammed onto the blade one step faster than the Sovereign Phantom.

There was a crack in the bone, and the sword in Gu Qici's hand was also curled.

Not only did this not stop her, but it even aroused her determination to kill.

Swing the sword for the third time!

"Sure enough...it's so weird. I had this kind of doubt before, but the more this happened, the more I wanted to kill her. I don't believe there is any accident today..."

The suzerain was helpless, and he didn't know what kind of obsession Gu Qici had that had to be killed.

She didn't want to know, she just wanted to keep that spiritual bone, the Heavenly Demon Sect needed this.

Transmit the sound with the mind and put the sound in the hall.

"Is Huang Quan here?"

"Sovereign? What's the matter?"

"Your wife is making trouble in my main hall. I only have a ray of projection and I suffered a little injury. I can't control her."

"Sovereign, are you kidding me? Where did I get my wife? The Heavenly Demon Sect is unified?"

"The sect will send you one another day."

"Is there such a good thing? Send me a gentle, obedient, diligent and thrifty housekeeper."

Gu Qici's sword stopped abruptly, twisting an arc and throwing it into his hand.

She lowered her head and fiddled with the curly-edged sword, as if trying to straighten it.

This should be regarded as thrifty housekeeping, right?

"Are you willing to stop?" The suzerain projected with displeasure: "Since you have decided to give it to Huang Quan, you will lose the right to decide on this treasure. This little girl, you can't do anything."

"I hope you don't regret what you did today."

The suzerain ignored her and continued to transmit the voice: "You should come back first. Recently, there has been some unrest. More than [-] sects have started to suppress the Tianmo sect. I am afraid that someone will do something against you."

"However, I'm here with someone... I still have some private matters to resolve."

The suzerain heard that he was hesitating, and didn't care: "Come back first, is it a friend or an enemy? Those lunatics can do anything, and you may involve your friends there."

"Okay, I'll come back when I leave an explanation."

She hung up the sound transmission, and suddenly realized that Gu Qici was almost at the entrance of the main hall and left: "Gu Qici, where are you going?"

"Take a bath, burn incense, and wait for the brother to come back to protect him."

Chapter 45 With the Emperor's Gift

"I haven't seen my senior for more than ten days, and I still look good!"

"Sao Hoof, just pay attention to the still demeanor? I don't think the aura on the senior brother is more mysterious. I think it is probably a sign of a breakthrough!"

"Most likely to break through, most likely to break through, how many times have you said it? Then the question comes, why hasn't senior brother made a breakthrough yet?"

"Ahem, Junior Sister, why didn't you mention that the Holy Son smells good this time?"

"You can't think of anything else in your head? I can smell the vixen's smell on him from tens of meters away. How could it smell good?"

"Spirit beasts are always very hygienic, and they still have a bad smell?"

"It's a vixen, not a vixen."

……

Huang Quan poured spiritual power into the teleportation circle, and with a flash of light, he crossed the dark brown mountainside and disappeared into the white clouds.

Under the blue sky, the eaves are painted with two golden scales of wandering dragons that open toward the sun, as if they want to fly away.

There are three big characters horizontally in the center of the two swimming dragons.

"Demon Palace"

According to the posture, this is probably the main hall of the Tianmo Sect.

Huang Quan pretended not to glance at the disciples on both sides of the stone steps: "Is the suzerain there?"

When the disciple who broke the military realm met his gaze, he felt nervous and at a loss: "The suzerain has retreated, but there is a wisp of soul in the main hall. If the holy son has no important matters, it is better not to disturb him."

"Okay, thank you."

Huang Quan looked deserted.

His expression was indifferent, and he didn't care at all, but he lacked a bit of chilling hostility.

With a word of thanks, he passed the two of them up the stone steps.

The disciple on the right is a bit young and energetic, and he couldn't help talking about others behind his back: "Senior brother, I think this holy son is a bit inaccurate, every step he takes, there are flaws all over his body, and he doesn't feel it. Like other Tianjiao, he has a murderous intent brewing on his body, such a person will not be able to go far in the cultivation world."

The disciple on the left closed his eyes, and recalled the bits and pieces just now: "It's small, the pattern is small, if you don't accept it, you can try it, every flaw can change into infinite murderous intent, you can get to this point, Who doesn't have blood on their hands? It's just that the Holy Son walks ahead of everyone... You are a person who goes up the mountain but looks down on a god who goes down the mountain? I guess the Holy Son started to work on Nirvana, and I don't know which way to go..."

……

On the Temple of Heavenly Demon.

"Your spiritual energy is disordered and mixed with anger, and your steps are sloppy. It is obvious that you have experienced a hard battle not long ago." The suzerain Xuying stood with his hands behind his back: "Is it the people of Fenyan Valley who killed you? I am just a projection, but it is not very real, but remember not to hurt the foundation."

"Uh..." Huang Quan felt that he couldn't step down: "Exercising swordsmanship in front of a guy who controls Skyfire, doesn't look like someone from Fenyan Valley."

The suzerain Xu Ying nodded, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes: "Well, can there be any gains? If you encounter troubles that cannot be solved, the sect will always be your backing and will stand up for you. You have unlimited possibilities in the future, unlike me. You can see the end of your life at a glance, and take care of yourself in everything.”

She changed the subject: "Are you going to Nirvana?"

Huang Quan: "?"

He was vague: "It should be almost the same, soon."

The suzerain came to his side stepping on his feet, watching quietly: "Have you chosen your own path?"

Huang Quan: "?"

The air fell into silence for a moment, and the suzerain just looked at Huang Quan quietly, and gradually his eyes became angry: "I really like your naive thoughts, but it is unrealistic. This world is like this, either life or death, black or white , you are powerless to change this world, so you can only obey it, if you insist on being obsessed with it, the position of Son of God will be taken away by others sooner or later, you have been in this state for a long time."

Huang Quan: "?"

The situation at the moment is very wrong.

Not on the same channel at all, Huang Quan didn't know how to answer it.

"Anran? What kind of shit left over from history have you given me?"

[Yutuo save me! 】

"?"

[My mount was beaten, how should I respond to appear domineering?Waiting online, very urgent. 】

"You follow the trend and suppress my mount. This is not a big wave. If you dare to go one step further, the world will be turned upside down!"

[Hmph, but don't be insulted, wait until I finish the fight. 】

"What the hell are you..."

"Faithful words are harsh..." The suzerain sighed, as if he had aged thousands of years: "I got a treasure by chance, so I will let it help you. If it still fails, I hope you can follow the path I have arranged for you."

The suzerain threw a keel directly into Huang Quan's hands: "And..."

She carefully considered her words: "Gu Qici may not be the original Gu Qici anymore, you should be more careful, even though she didn't show much malice towards you, it is necessary to be defensive."

"I'm going to retreat, she said I'm groundless, so what's the matter?" The suzerain had already walked away, she untied the haze of the phantom, and the phantom sitting on the main seat showed the vicissitudes of life.

The face is full of wrinkles like a deep groove on the left and right, and there is no flat place to be found.

Tears flowed down the furrowed grooves, "I don't understand love, so it doesn't make any sense to find someone to fill it up. It's been 8000 years since I took over Shengzong from my father. This is a time of life and death. It's impossible for me to give up my original decision and place my bet on her just because of Gu Qici's words."

"My old immortality is approaching, so I just take a gamble. I have to fight for the future of the Holy Sect with my own hands. If I die in half a year, please go to the forbidden area in the back mountain and put my body on the seat of the suzerain. A strand of separated soul can borrow the life of the Holy Sect from heaven for another ten years!"

Huang Quan was a little confused, and didn't fully understand what the suzerain was saying.

But I also feel that the heavy is not the taste: "Split a ray of soul, it will have a big impact on the difficulty of breaking through..."

She seemed to have fallen asleep on the suzerain, and murmured: "Why don't I know? But I have to keep a little back. The shortest is three years, and the longest is ten years. This is the time I can buy. Let's integrate the treasures in my hands." , I will protect the law for you now."

It will never hurt if the knife does not cut itself.

To be honest, Huang Quan doesn't really have much sense of belonging to this sect.

In other words, he doesn't have much sense of belonging to this world.

He still nodded, as if to give the old man the last respect: "Okay."

Both of them understood that this retreat was probably a farewell.

If it wasn't for being unsure, how could it be possible to do such a stupid thing as self-defeating while retreating.

He is good at the keel in his hand.

Swipe across the crack with your fingertips, the keel seems to tremble spiritually: "What is this?"

"This is a bone dug out from the chest of a disciple of the Holy Sect. I don't know, but it definitely contains the power that countless strong men flock to. With your talent and this spiritual bone, you can have the appearance of a great emperor!"