"Shameless, vile and shameless humans!"

Chu Wuqing didn't know that this motionless body was scolding him, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After the contract was concluded, Chu Wuqing took out the skin ointment with rare patience and applied the medicine himself, his fair and slender fingers were dipped in the transparent ointment, and he touched the scratches on the demon's chest little by little, watching the wound close quickly without leaving a trace, his eyes smiled.

The creature of extraterritorial demons is actually very mysterious to ordinary monks, because there is no such thing in the cultivation realm, and it only appears in the Void Battlefield and Lingtian.

All the monks know is that they are very powerful.

But after being reborn, Chu Wuqing knew everything about "One Sword Sealing Immortals" from the beginning to his death. In between, the protagonist once strayed into the Void Battlefield and met a royal daughter among the extraterritorial demons.

This made Chu Wuqing also know the secret method of the extraterritorial demon clan, whether the royal clan was really scattered or not, it was not something that a monk below the refining void could judge.

Regardless of whether this body is really dead or not, it is his own if he buys it, so he immediately tries the method of confession used by the protagonist.

This method must be effective, so that it is not such a mistake as he deliberately said.

"Although you are just a corpse without self-awareness, how can my thing be nameless," Chu Wuqing looked up at the demon's handsome head, but his posture could not give people a sense of weakness in any way, but gave people a condescending attitude.

"Despicable and stupid human being, you are not worthy to know my name, and I allow you to be called my majesty. "For the first time, the demon felt distress and remorse for the cultivation secret method that he was proud of, but no matter how much he roared in his heart, he couldn't make ** say a word.

"Ink has blood, and you and I are even more bloody," Chu Wuqing made the corpse kneel down with a divine thought, looked up at him, and gently stroked the corpse's face with his fingers......

"Stop, my name is Xin Ye. ”

"So let's call you Xiaohong. ”

The corpse didn't say a word, but the air around it was suppressed as if it felt the corpse's anger.

Chu Wuqing's long eyebrows raised slightly, and the smile in his ink-colored pupils did not decrease by a point, "What, don't you like the name that the master gave you?"

"The edge of the sharp weapon, never by a name, you are my servant, not to mention Xiaohong, even if you are called Erdan, you can also make others cry. ”

The air around him became even more oppressive, as if it was conveying anger and grief to the person who belonged in front of the corpse.

But Chu Wuqing was stunned, his bad taste attacked, he laughed even more happily, and with a snap of his fingers, he let the freshly baked Xiaohong follow him out.

There are countless teleportation arrays in the auction hall for the monks to leave.

Chu Wuqing took Xiaohong and stepped into the teleportation array, and after a breath, he arrived outside the Immortal Qi Pavilion, but he had just taken a step.

There were several golden pill stage coercions that came out of thin air, pressing on him suddenly, causing cracks in the protective magic clothes on his body.

In an instant, a spell of the Golden Pill Stage came towards him, and it was not at all something that he could dodge and escape from by refining Qi and cultivating.

"Little Red, block it. ”

The demon Xin Ye immediately flashed in front of Chu Wuqing, and was forced to use his noble body as a meat shield to firmly block all of Jin Dan's attacks for Chu Wuqing.

The person who assassinated Chu Wuqing was the middle-aged monk of Jindan who was extremely behind it!

Of course, they wouldn't think that it was Chu Wuqing who made Xianqi Pavilion stand on their side, and it was obviously Zhao Bai who was more likely than a low-level monk who needed to wear a hat to hide.

But it was impossible for them to move Zhao Bai, so they had to move Chu Wuqing to vent their anger and rob the demon body by the way.

"Junior, you only have one body, can you block one place, can you block all directions?" The middle-aged monk of Jin Dan smiled disdainfully, looking at Xiao Hong's eyes full of greed, and between he spoke, eight Jin Dan immediately appeared, obviously wanting to surround Chu Wuqing.

It is forbidden to fight in Chutian City, but the middle-aged monk is not afraid, with the elder of the Chu family, he will not be punished too much, but if today's humiliation is not reported, he will not be able to gain a foothold in Chutian City, and he must stand up.

What's more, if you can take this demon and give it to the Chu family elders, today's qiē will not be anything.

"Stupid. Chu Wuqing said softly.

These people wanted to kill him, and it was not that there was no chance in the teleportation array, but now that five breaths had passed, it was enough for Xianqi Pavilion to react.

In an instant, the eight Jindans that attacked at the same time, as if their feet were tied by an invisible subway chain, suddenly fell from the air to the ground, countless ice forks appeared, and five Jindan early stage monks died in an instant.

At the same time, an ordinary-looking old man with a long beard appeared behind Chu Wuqing, but the coercion around him was actually owned by Yuan Ying!

The old man said to Chu Wuqing, "Guest, I'm frightened. ”

This change came too quickly, and in an instant, the roles were reversed, Chu Wuqing was safe and sound, but the middle-aged monk was already dead and seriously injured.

"Xianqi Pavilion, Er Dare, I'm Elder Chu Hang's best friend," the middle-aged monk who was restrained by the black-clothed Jindan monk of Xianqi Pavilion let out a howl of grief, his eyes were splitting and staring at Chu Wuqing, and a suspicion faintly rose in his heart, but it was immediately extinguished, if it was really that person, how could he sit on the second floor......

Chu Wuqing saw that the Immortal Qi Pavilion was quickly resolved, and immediately stopped looking at the middle-aged monk and waiting, and with a flick, the flying boat appeared at his feet, carrying him and Xiaohong away.

As soon as this flying boat came out, it was like a verdict, and all the angry scolding of the middle-aged monk was suppressed in his throat, and his face was ashen...... Doomsday.

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Back at the Chu family, Chu Wuqing put Xiaohong in the cave of Chu Huan, and waited for Chu Huanzhi to come back to investigate, to ensure that there was no worries, and he immediately took the flying boat to the teleportation point.

The Gu family is located on the edge of the middle realm of Anyang, far away from Chutian City, and it is recorded in thousands of miles, and Chu Wuqing doesn't know how much, but he only knows that if he wants to reach it, he needs to pass through the high-level teleportation array, and each teleportation is at least ten medium-grade spirit stones.

After a day and a night of teleportation, Chu Wuqing finally arrived at Nancheng, a small city on the edge of the Anyang Realm.

This southern city, named Cheng, is actually just a town where low-level cultivators gather, and Jin Dan can already cover the sky with one hand here, which is undoubtedly the same as the small world.

And the Gu family is in this southern city.

Speaking of which, the Gu family used to be a family with a history of thousands of years, and its ancestors also had a formation master, which brought countless glory to the family. But now the Gu family is just a small family in decline.

The highest cultivation of the whole clan is actually only the eighth level of qi refining, but in this way, in this small city, it is already a good cultivation, enough to support a small cultivation family.

At this moment, in one of the courtyards of the Gu family, a thin boy who looked to be only five or six years old was being kicked and beaten by several strong teenagers.

Next to the boy was a bowl of moldy porridge and a steamed bun tingling teal.

Even if the food of any mortal servant of the Gu family was several times better than this, this was the only food for the boy who had been hungry for a few days, and it was still stolen from the garbage in the kitchen.

The boy didn't even care about the pain in his body, the colic in his stomach from hunger for too long made him unable to think, and a pair of eyes looked directly at the steamed buns on the ground, reaching out to hook them.

However, when his hand was about to touch the steamed bun, immediately, a shoe stepped on the steamed bun, and when he raised his head, he saw the owner of the shoe sneering at him, "Waste, what else to eat? Lose the face of the Gu family, starve to death." If you want to be a beggar, go to other places to beg, don't beg at home. ”

The boy's eyes suddenly burst into hatred, he was only ten years old, but because he often did not have enough to eat, the whole person looked a few years younger than his actual age, and the torn clothes that he had picked up were put on his body, and he looked even thinner.

But this qiē did not damage the boy's appearance and temperament at all, he was dressed more down-and-out than a beggar, but his temperament looked more noble than the son of the city lord of Nancheng.

The pair of pitch-black pupils, the cold light flashed, staring at the young man who was stepping on the steamed bun, even though he himself did not have any strength to resist, but he could make people feel a great pressure, a pressure that was even more terrible than facing the Tsukiji Immortal.

Because of this, these teenagers are even more angry, they must beat the boy to the end, a waste little begging, dare to look at people like this, and dare to have such a temperament...... Ahh

The boy held the steamed bun pulled out from under the soles of the young man's feet and swallowed it heavily, and whenever this happened, these teenagers would let him go and laugh together: "That's right, it's right to snatch food from under the young master's feet like a beggar, this is your life, how can you look at people like that?"

The boy buried his head, and the chick pecked at the rice, as if he agreed, but his mouth gnawed faster, he, must, must live, live hard, and live is a hope, even if he eats such food and endures such insults. He silently recited the book he peeked at the bookshelf, "There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is......"

Reading, thinking as if he wanted to die with these people, his heart gradually calmed down, and it seemed that he had really gotten away......

"Grandfather said that ninjas win, but why do I still feel sad and want to cry?"

His name is Gu Yu, the youngest son of the previous patriarch, his parents and brother died when he was young because he went to the secret realm to get something, and then the cousin who succeeded the patriarch had a holiday with Gu Yu's father, and as soon as he ascended the throne, he took revenge on this young child with all his resentment.

No one knows what Gu Yu's talent is, no one dares to let him test it, and no one will let Gu Yu learn or practice anything, since he was a child, he has been raised as a beggar by everyone, and all those who sympathize with him will be sent to other places the next day, and anyone in the clan can bully him and use him as a vent.

Under the deliberateness of the current patriarch, Gu Yu became a waste in everyone's mouth, a waste that could not be cultivated, and lost the face of the Gu family.

This is the so-called, the Gu family's bloodline?

But in fact, Gu Yu is a rare formation genius in a hundred years, with water and wood dual spiritual roots and psychic eyes, and he is also the little brother arranged by the author for the male protagonist, and he has been loyal to him since he was rescued from the family by the male protagonist, and he did not hesitate to destroy the entire Gu family directly.

It wasn't until the moment when the Gu family destroyed Miè that they knew what kind of opportunity they had missed to rise, just because of the hatred of the patriarch, they lost the glory of their ancestors who had always dreamed.

"Do you still dare to cry?" Another person saw the tears that Gu Yu spilled on the steamed bun, and immediately sneered: "If we don't kill you, you should be grateful to Dade, what are you venting your dissatisfaction here?"

"I think he still complains about the second brother, you stomped on that steamed bun. ”

"Isn't it just a steamed bun?" The man kicked into Gu Yu's hand, crushed the remaining steamed bun into a few petals, and said with a smile: "Haven't you been hungry for several days? ”

Gu Yu's eyes immediately turned red, he knew what kind of humiliation these people wanted, and wanted to watch him lick and eat like a dog...... In order to survive, in order to survive, Gu Yu crawled towards the broken pieces of steamed buns......

"Gu Yu, look up?" Suddenly, one laughed.

Gu Yu raised his head and was shocked on the spot, this direction is the direction of the Gu family ancestral hall, enshrined in every generation of ancestors of the Gu family!

No, grandfather!

…… Gu Yu couldn't do it as a ninja to win.

"Don't you want us to feed you?"

"Just because he's kind enough to let us feed it? I think it's underwhelmed again. ”

Saying that, a few people punched and kicked Gu Yu again, they had long been accustomed to venting the pressure they encountered elsewhere on this clan, and no one would care about it anyway, as long as they didn't kill him.

Even the patriarch was happy to see them humiliate Gu Yu, and no one would dare to stop it.

Gu Yu ignored the pain of being kicked and beaten on his body, and trembled and reached out to touch the broken pieces of the steamed bun.

But in the next moment, there was a commotion on the side, "This immortal chief, don't go over, it's just a servant's residence." ”

"Immortal Chief, we have a lot of excellent clansmen, so why do you have to look for that waste?"

"Immortal ......"

The voices of a bunch of people were intertwined, and then they seemed to see the scene in this courtyard clearly, and everyone subconsciously quieted down, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Although they had long known about the humiliation of a clansman, they didn't expect to be seen by the distinguished guests today, and how they would deal with their family in the future.

And those few people who kicked and beat Gu Yu were not the same thing, they had just heard what the others were discussing, and they knew that the identity of the guests this time was not ordinary, so they hurriedly and respectfully saluted Chu Wuqing.

Chu Wuqing passed past them expressionlessly, his eyes not even lingering on these people for a moment.

……

Honored guest, immortal master, this qiē has nothing to do with Gu Yu, he has become numb to the outside world, and just wants to take advantage of this gap, this gap where no one is playing tricks and beating him, hurry up and eat.

Gu Yu worked hard to shrink his stock, and hurriedly grabbed the steamed bread crumbs with both hands, but in the next moment, a sword light flashed, and his palms were cold, and the only remaining pieces of steamed bread were scattered in the dirt.

Gu Yu's hands trembled, trembling and trying to dig out the steamed bun crumbs from the soil, he hadn't eaten for two days and two nights...... Despair drowned him like a tidal wave.

Until, a pair of slender white hands picked him up from the mud floor, and his compassionate expression was perfect and holy, with such a beautiful face, and such silver hair hanging down on his white clothes, like a god in the nine heavens.

Gu Yu's arm stiffened, and the mud wrapped in steamed bread powder that he grabbed in his hand, which was regarded as life-saving food, rolled down suddenly, but he didn't realize it.

"Are you here to save me?" Gu Yu's eyes widened, and he subconsciously blurted out, his dirty little hands wanted to pat off the mud on his body, but the more he patted it, the dirtier it became, and even the white robe of the visitor was stained with the dirt of the backyard.

The little man frowned, his eyes full of fear and pain, and the hope that the sun poured into his eyes when he looked up.

So careful.

The person who came smiled gently, not stained with a trace of dust, "Yes, I'll take you to become the most powerful rune master." ”