"Desperate Cliff, fool, do you want to tire Lao Tzu to death with such heavy rain?" An eerie chilling voice sounded, followed by a loud slapping and muffled grunt.

"Senior brother......" The slightly aggrieved voice revealed a little fear, and then the cowardly voice spoke again: "That...... Then we'll throw him into this pit, and we must not be able to pay attention to it, and we will not be able to pay attention to the bottom......"

"Hmph!" the gloomy senior brother snorted coldly and motioned for the cowardly man to make a move.

Then there was a dull sound of heavy objects falling, and the muddy water splashed out far away, almost falling on Gu Xia Meng, who was curled up in a ball.

"This damn weather!" cursed to himself, and the gloomy male voice reached out again to slap the cowardly man beside him, urging in an extremely impatient tone: "Okay, why are you still stupid?

"No...... No, I don't want to, brother, let's ...... Let's go. It always feels ...... here It's a bit of a wickedness, and I always feel like there's something to look at...... Look at our ......" The cowardly man grabbed the senior brother beside him, and his thin body didn't know whether it was frozen by the rain or blown by the cold wind, and he was shaking non-stop.

"Shut up!" shuddered suddenly, and the gloomy senior brother looked around with his divine sense, but found nothing: "Scare yourself, I see how you compare with that waste!"

Although he said it so disdainfully, but in his heart, he was shocked by the cowardly man's words, stomped on his somewhat numb feet, and looked at the deep pit in front of him and said: "Don't complain about your brother's cruelty, blame yourself for blocking others' ways."

So many outer disciples are waiting for the position of those two inner disciples, Ouyang Jing will forget it, who makes the family in the outer gate is famous for his strength and fighting madness, and he occupies the quota of an inner disciple, and others dare not have any opinions.

But you, a four-spirit root pseudo-spirit root cultivator, also want to occupy the quota of another inner disciple......

Hehe, you also have to see if others are willing! If you don't have this life, don't block other people's path of cultivating immortals, otherwise...... I'm afraid you don't know how you died! Do you think that if there is a grandfather of an inner door elder, others will not dare to touch you? It's so naïve!

If you keep shrinking in the sect, forget it, with your grandfather watching, ordinary people don't dare to blatantly move you. But you actually went to Kunming to try out!?"

"Huh. The gloomy man suddenly showed a smile of unknown meaning, shook his head twice, and then said: "Kunming Jingsui is an ordinary secret realm, but in the past years, I don't know how many people threw their lives in, I really don't know if you are ignorant or bold?"

"Ah...... Ahh......h I'm freezing cold. ”

The gloomy senior brother was stunned when he heard this, and only after half a sound did he hook his lips and sneer, flicked his sleeves and grabbed the cowardly man beside him, and took the exercises and dodged away......

Seeing the two of them walking away, Gu Xiameng cautiously moved out of the small body curled up in a ball from behind the vines, slowly stretched out the branches and leaves, and shivered happily in the rain, only then did he carry the energy that had accumulated in his body for several days, and leaned towards the person lying in the puddle not far away.

This world is also strange to say, the spiritual power does not seem to be completely imprisoned, but it has changed from the original form. Because she didn't understand the absorption and application of this special ability, she had a hard time these days, and her energy didn't increase much.

Compared to the tasks of the previous interfaces, this world is more reasonable, even if it exploits her mental power, at least it allows her to have other abilities.

For her, as long as she can increase her force value, no matter what her ability is, she must use the energy freely in her hands!

Ahem, don't talk nonsense.

After listening to such a "bloody thunder drama" described by human beings on the earth, Gu Xiameng said that she was very happy! She was bored and almost growing hair in the past few days, and she was still quite interested in listening to some gossip occasionally!

Just for the sake of this free show, she decided to give a helping hand to this little waste pitiful. Of course, the premise is that this little waste poor is not really dead, otherwise, no matter how much she has the heart, she may not be able to do anything.

Unless she can be as powerful as in reality, even if the little waste wood dies accidentally, she can help his soul solidify the porcelain. Although it's a little regrettable that I can't be resurrected, it's still quite easy to survive with Ah Piao's form.

But now, these can only be imagined.

If she really wants to talk about it, she can't protect herself, how can she care about this person's life and death? It's just that she is too bored to see if this person is dead or alive. Otherwise, she wouldn't have braved such a heavy rain and a strong wind to come out!

Controlling the energy to carefully probe this person's forehead, he whispered in his brain domain: 'Hey, are you still alive?' This is not Gu Xia Meng Sven, but it is really because the trace of energy she probed is not powerful!

No response?

Shaking off the rain dripping from the leaves on the side, Gu Xia Meng secretly twisted her eyebrows, although she didn't have eyebrows at all now...... Sweaty.

'Wake up, aren't you dead?, can you say something?' shrunk her branches and leaves, Gu Xia Meng decided that if she hadn't reflected this time, she would ignore him. In this ghost weather, if she stays outside for a while, I'm afraid her little life will be lost.

Just as Gu Xia Meng curled up, about to withdraw the energy that had been dispersed, a weak question suddenly came from his head: "You...... Who are you?' The voice was so small that if she hadn't stared patiently, she would have ignored it.

'Are you awake?' I've been calling you for a long time, and you're almost gone. As soon as he heard this person's response, Gu Xiameng's interest was immediately aroused, and the branches and leaves curled up together shook with it.

'I'm ......' The man lying in the puddle moved his brow, and then his fingers dangling in the puddle moved. With this slight movement, the man's narrow eyes trembled and slowly opened a pair of tiny gaps.

As if he had been hit by the rain, he couldn't open his eyes, and the man closed his eyes again, and after a long while, he opened them again. It seemed that he couldn't figure out the current situation, and he tried to get up with his arms up, but he fell back again and again.

"Uh-huh...... ...... hissed, gasping in pain from the sharp pain on his body, and the man's clear voice sounded: "Who are you?" (to be continued.) )