The cold and violent Gu Changxi didn't want to kill, but in fact, it was because she didn't want to be rough in front of Zhang Daoling's picture. This kind of vague and tangled little affection can be explained as an old friend who has not seen you for a long time, and this seat is to still maintain a graceful demeanor in front of your portrait. Either self-cultivation or rough is coming at you.

Of course, Zhang Daoling had already hung up something to burn paper, so Gu Changxi maintained a graceful demeanor.

However, in many cases, the person's demeanor is actually not like that in the eyes of onlookers.

Gu Changxi shuttled through the woods vigorously, and the monkey in front of him ran wildly all the way as if he had taken a stimulant. If there were people in the woods, they would be frightened.

Rub, see the flying immortals outside the sky in broad daylight!

What's the deal with light work?

Probably knowing that the power of the desolation in Gu Changxi's heart was almost uncontrollable, the monkey stopped at the treetops and turned his head and grinned at Gu Changxi, his paws were loosened, and the wooden sword in his hand thrust into the ground with a thud, and he maintained a strong and mighty momentum when he entered the soil.

Gu Changxi stopped his steps and pulled out his sword casually. The peachwood sword didn't even get a little mud, she squinted and saw that this blade was about to catch up with the real guy, and she didn't know what method Zhang Daoling's magic stick used to make the peachwood sword turn into a sword that sharpened iron like clay.

Even though it was broad daylight, this primeval forest that covered the sky and the sun still had a bit of a gloomy feeling. Although Gu Changxi was bold and not afraid, he didn't like this atmosphere either. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly pricked up his ears, and there was a sound of footsteps not far away. She looked intently, and someone came wearing flowers and willows. The branches were still trembling slightly, and the crisp white suit was suddenly said to be clear and elegant with a wide-sleeved robe, Gu Changxi looked at the visitor and suddenly sighed lightly.

"Overseer." She heard the man say his name over and over again, like a breeze. Looking at the smile in his eyes, Gu Changxi thought to himself, how long has it been since no one called the word Overseer? Also, the person who has a feud with you looks at you with such a smile on his face, he must have figured out how to stab you in the back, and this knife must be a fierce stab, the kind that will not stop if you don't let your blood flow.

Seeing Gu Changxi's guarded look, he casually dusted off his clothes and smiled at her: "You have become a woman." ”

Gu Changxi's face was expressionless, and he pulled the corners of his mouth: "You still have a sense of superiority on the upper body of the lonely soul?" ”

Obviously, he didn't expect Gu Changxi to be so sharp-witted, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and his mellow and clear voice escaped from his undulating throat, like a jade striking indescribably pleasant.

Gu Changxi frowned, Zhang Daoling, a dead ghost, relied on Qin Ze's good skin to put peach blossoms indiscriminately, and sure enough, the people who were sassy were still so sassy no matter how many hundred years passed. In that Ming Dynasty, the people had two points of pride.

The first is the power of the world, ruthless but likes to break lawsuits, and the overseer of the East Factory.

The second is the peerless, gorgeous daffodil master Zhang Daoling.

Both of them are ungodly in appearance, but the national husband at that time was Zhang Daoling. What the? Why isn't it the factory flower who is screaming at the slashing wolf, nonsense, everyone will throw you a white-eyed wall|Factory flower is a real male god, my husband, the national teacher.

As for why, if you think about it, you can't figure it out, it's stupid!

Speaking of the male god factory flower vs the husband of the national teacher, it must be a bloody struggle.

In the Ming Dynasty, when the two of them opened their eyes every day, what they thought about was how to block each other, either I killed you as a capable man, or you dug a deep pit for me to jump. Fighting back and forth, fighting for half his life Gu Changxi died in the desert, and that night the National Teacher Stargazing Platform predicted that God knew, and he hung up without saying a word A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The fate of the two is really not to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to be a good friend who died in the same year and month.

Zhang Daoling, who borrowed to resurrect his soul, glanced at Gu Changxi, his face was tense, and his mouth was pursed, obviously not waiting for his appearance. And her unwillingness to see directly turned into violence, a peachwood sword brush flew and flew, and Zhang Daoling stood with a smile in the shadow of the sword. Even if the tip of the sword with a murderous aura approached the neck, it also had a smile like a spring breeze.

Gu Changxi kept a straight face, and the person opposite was silent for a moment, and said briefly: "I know that you are reluctant." ”

Gu Changxi frowned, and the tip of his sword sent a point forward: "When I'm stupid." ”

He didn't speak, lowered his head slightly, and his slender fingers clasped his chin: "Let you feel pity for the jade so violently......" He came to Gu Changxi regardless of it: "You love me because of hatred." ”

said this firmly, so that Gu Changxi wanted to stab him again when he saw him holding Qin Ze's body and masochistically. It's not his own body, Zhang Daoling, of course he doesn't understand, this guy is distressed, and this guy was also a masochistic master back then. Zhang Daoling's family is happy to be punished by heaven, and if there is nothing to do, he will stand on the stargazing platform, and he will not stop if he doesn't stand until he vomits blood.

Every time he saw the Taoist of the priest's mansion rushing to the Tai Hospital with the unconscious Zhang Daoling, Gu Changxi wanted to stab the goods to death with a sword and send them to the west in a hurry.

The blood on his neck was flowing sideways, although it was a borrowed body, Zhang Daoling could still feel the slightest pain in his neck. Well, the pain lifted his spirits, and he even felt sore.

Gu Changxi withdrew his sword, turned around and walked outside.

Zhang Daoling's use of this method to lead her into the forest is definitely not as simple as flirting with her sister. He wanted her to guess, but she didn't!

Zhang Daoling followed behind Gu Changxi with joy, and the long string of blood dripping on the white suit was a little terrifying. If the little girl in the program group knew that the portrait that killed them at a glance was a masochistic shake M, it is estimated that it would be true love!

The two walked one after the other, and Zhang Daoling, who borrowed his body to resurrect his soul, relied on Qin Ze's height and long legs, and he didn't need to bow his head, as long as he lowered his eyes slightly, he could look down on Gu Changxi's expression condescendingly, and felt very happy.

As he walked, he suddenly smiled: "You blush." ”

Gu Changxi rolled his eyes, he suddenly laughed, reached out to hook her neck, and pointed at her face with his hand: "Here, here, and here......"

He was still waiting for a long pursuit, when suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and a black cloth blindfolded his eyes. Gu Changxi murderously clicked on his acupoint, his dark eyes were deep: "No matter how noisy it is, I will accept you." She held a demon hunting talisman produced by Longhu Mountain between her fingers, Zhang Daoling blinked her eyes, and suddenly laughed. Gu Changxi, who was laughing, was a little creepy, and Zhang Daoling's tone trembled: "I really think I saved you at the beginning." ”

Gu Changxi stared, sure enough, it was this thing that made her reborn and cross.