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Gong Lotian said weakly: "Forget it, there are spiritual weapons on the first floor anyway." ”

"However, the spiritual artifact on the first floor is not as good as the fifth floor. ”

As soon as Uncle Shi's words fell, a group of spiritual weapons surrounded him dissatisfiedly, and they were murderous: Why are we not good?

Uncle Shi hurriedly said: "I said the wrong thing, don't be angry!"

It's a pity that these spirit weapons didn't seem to intend to let him go, and directly crashed into him.

Uncle Shi shouted for help, and ran away with Gong Lotian on his shoulder.

At this moment, Gong Lotian was tragic, he was already in the stomach, and when Uncle Shi ran away again, he simply suffered enough. After a while, after a few turns, Uncle Shi turned into a gate, and as soon as the gate closed, the group of spirit weapons that frantically rushed to the outside were blocked.

At this time, Gong Lotian was already a little dizzy.

"Uncle Shi, you are really amazing!" Even the spirit weapon dares to provoke, I don't know that the Treasure Pavilion lacks everything else, but there is no shortage of spirit weapons?

Uncle Shi put him on the ground and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "As soon as I talked to you, I forgot, these old guys, their temper is really not good at all, hundreds of years, and it's still like this." ”

"Uncle Shi, you seem to be just over a hundred years old. "Don't say it, you seem to have lived for hundreds of years. Gong Lotian despises.

"Huh...... I haven't lived for hundreds of years, but when I took over from my predecessor, he told me that you must not speak ill of spiritual artifacts in the Treasure Pavilion, or they will chase and beat me. fled into the library next to it, so as to escape their pursuit. ”

"Then you know it, why did you say it just now?"

"Didn't I just say that I went to talk to you, and I forgot, this child, so young, why is his memory so bad?

Gong Lotian wanted to say: "Uncle Shi, don't think too much, when I am as old as you, my memory will definitely not be so bad." ”

"Do you still want to see the portrait of your uncle?"

Gong Letian, who had no strength, suddenly became excited: "Where is it?"

"Well, it's just hanging there. ”

Following the fingers of the uncle, Gong Lotian finally saw his uncle and ancestor in his heart, in a white nothingness, a few light strokes of ink, outlining a few steep mountain stones, and a shallow woman sitting on the side of the stone, she plucked lightly with her bare hands, and the ethereal sound of Gong Hou was endless.

Looking up, the clouds and mist surround the mountain, the wind moves the clouds, the clouds move the wind, the cranes dance, the spirit warbler cries softly, the white smoke curls, and it is a good scene of immortals.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Her small hands were fleshy, white and flawless, and there were a few shallow dimples on the backs of her hands, which made people want to pinch them.

The fingertips are sharpened, like carmine-colored pearls, especially the nails, the flesh is pink, and the tender can pinch out the water.

Snow wrists leaked out from between the thin sleeves, slender and graceful, without any ornamentation, but it made people feel that there was nothing else worthy of those hands.

Dressed in white and snowy, the skirt is flying, and the black hair is accompanying each other, lingering in the wind.

She seems to be looking at you, and she doesn't seem to be looking at you, her eyes are cold and dustless, as if nothing can arouse her slightest interest, except for the gong hou in her hand.

As soon as the fingertips moved, the fairy music lingered in the ears, lingering for three days.

At least, after Gong Lotian came back, he saw her day and night for three days in a row.

She sat on the top of the hill and played the gonghou, and he listened to it with fascination, but every time he wanted to get close to her, he found that he couldn't get close.

If you don't get close like this, maybe it's okay, but one night, Gong Lotian actually had a spring/dream?! Moreover, the heroine in the spring/dream is Shi Shuzu.

He was stunned. The first dream/object of his life, is his uncle Zu?!

In his dream, Shi Shuzu became very enthusiastic, not only took the initiative to take off his clothes, but also kissed his forehead, kissing his whole body in a fine and dense way, and then her hands fell between his hands/legs/......

He swore it was the ultimate pleasure, so obsessed that he couldn't forget it. And this record is decades, which leads to the fact that no matter what kind of nun he meets later, he just can't be interested.

But as long as it was quiet in the dead of night, his mind slid over the figure of Shi Shuzu, and a certain guy immediately reacted. Just like last time, in the bathroom, he just recalled the hands of his uncle and ancestor that he saw during the day, and then he couldn't help it......

If it weren't for Shi Shuzu's actions on him and interrupting his fantasy, what would happen later might really be uncertain. I don't know if Uncle Shi knows, in fact, he has fantasized more than once.

Later, the reason why he left the Hidden Immortal Gate and wanted to go through the mortal world was that his cultivation talent was not enough, so it was better to go to the mortal world to break through. In fact, he has a more secret wish in his heart, that is, to meet his uncle and ancestor.

Didn't he say that Uncle Shi had always been in the world? as long as his position climbed high enough, would he be able to find her?

Indeed, he found it. It's just that when he found it, Shi Shuzu already had someone else by his side, that ordinary person who seemed to him to be very ordinary and had nothing outstanding.

However, it was this ordinary person who won the favor of his uncle and ancestor!

When I first found out, it wasn't that I wasn't angry, and I didn't think that man was worthy of my uncle. But what can be done?

That was Uncle Shi's own choice!

Gong Letian's mind is complicated, and the smoke rings in his mouth are becoming more and more complicated, from the mushroom cloud to the Ferris wheel, and then to a blurred human face, so complicated that Mu Mingming can't see what he is thinking at all.

Obviously, I was talking to him just now, and suddenly I thought about it, as if I was thinking about some important issue. But even in this state of distraction, the cells in Gong Lotian's body are telling one thing - once he attacks him, he will be met with a fierce counterattack.

Gong Lotian is like an elegant black panther, hiding in the dark anytime and anywhere, attacking its prey. If the leopard is resting on the ground occasionally, it is not a good time to attack, because it can jump up at any time and give you a fatal counterattack.

Could it be that his aunt and grandmother once warned him: Don't get too close to Xiaogong!

At that time, he was still puzzled, what did Gong Lotian need to be careful about such a cautious person? Wasn't he the apprentice of his aunt's grandmother?

However, as time passed, the more he understood Gong Letian, the more he understood the "foresight" of his aunt and grandmother.

"Actually, have you ever wondered why even if your aunt and grandmother knew about it, why did she still pretend not to know anything?" Mu Rongrong said.

"I know, I haven't crossed the bottom line in my uncle's heart. Gong Letian chuckled, looked at the sad-eyed Mu Mingming, and said, "You, you just worry too much." This matter is well known to my uncle and my ancestors!"

Mu Mingming was very helpless: "How can there be such a thing?"

"Even if I don't have a blood relationship with my uncle and ancestor, she is my elder, I will abide by my junior etiquette and do what I have to do, right?"

"You...... Didn't plan to say it?"

"Nonsense! Can you say such a thing? Not even a little bit. Otherwise, what do you think I've been hiding for so many years?"