Gu Zixun stared at the old woman and said cynically: "What are you going to do." ”

The old woman tilted her head, first stunned, and then her face wrinkled and laughed: "My lovely little prince, what do you think you are worth?"

He doesn't have any cultivation and force, not to mention any big forces behind it, the forces sent by the Qianluo Dynasty are not enough to worry about at all, I don't know if Qi Jun has something to hide, but for Gu Tianshen, it is not a big trouble, and his name as a prince who exists in name only is a wasted number. He is a wasted person with no divine power and no divine body...... Wait a minute...... Power?

Gu Zixun's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes widened and he stared at the old woman fiercely, the blood and dust at the corners of his mouth were very indecent, maybe in the eyes of the old woman, he was not as good as a clown jumping off the beam.

"You...... You want to kill me?" asked Gu Zixun.

While he already knew the answer in his heart, he found that death was no longer terrible, and he wanted to play his last thing, at least a little bit of what could be called an act of revenge.

"Hey, hey, don't think about fighting to the death, you can't fully burst out of your divine power today, but it's also the weakest and most unstable time. Hahaha, you should have forgotten, today is a god slash!" The old woman staggered past Gu Zixun, looking at the dark cloud-covered sky and feeling the extremely unstable true qi, she smiled and laughed again......

It's been a cut in eight years, and today is the third one......

Gu Tianshen didn't care about anything, he just sat on the dragon chair, his hand with obvious bones gently dragged his cheek, and his eyes like eagle eyes never left Gu Zixun's body, and the pale golden true qi on his body appeared from time to time, he was excited.

God slashes ...... What is it?

Gu Zixun heard the whistling wind, but it was more pure.

The dark golden cyclone lifted him up from the ground, slowly converging, slowly becoming stronger.

"Luo Cang! Gu Renliang! Sacrifice Array!" the old woman shouted, and a pear blossom wooden stick of good color suddenly appeared in her hand, and the end of the stick was also inlaid with three cyan gems.

Luo Cang pinched the sword with one hand, and the flying sword rose against the wind, and it was divided into six around the green light, forming a sword array to surround Gu Zixun in mid-air, and then the green light was prosperous, and the six swords seemed to have a connection between them.

The manhood of the manhood turned into a phantom and launched a black light, which also slid along the deep gold airflow, and the demonic runes also flickered, exposing the black evil qi that soared into the sky.

The old woman took out an old withered yellow scroll out of thin air and threw it directly at Gu Zixun without hesitation.

This is the incomplete scroll of the Star Shift Dafa, no matter what, it should be more than enough to transfer the divine power, and then fuse the blood containing the divine power in the body, and give it to the gods, becoming a Xuandan powerhouse is just around the corner, maybe you can also become a big man in the realm of virtual transformation, and directly protect me Qi Liang!

Gu Zixun felt the ...... in his mind at this time It's incredibly fulfilling.

Did God cut it down?

That smart and warm figure, that silent companionship and perseverance, and the person who is extremely caring and close to him, how did he forget!

All that erupted in Gu Zixun's mind was the bits and pieces of Wang Yue'er's childhood.

He found himself so unique and outstanding, that of all children, he was the most disliked of all children, because he was deeply jealous. In addition to his mother's care and her company, he could only accept the scorn and extreme disgust of other princesses and royal personnel.

He was alone, picking flowers alone, picking grass alone, walking alone on the gently bending bridge, and watching the happy appearance of others alone.

Qiliang Academy is the top university in the palace, and most of Qiliang's top talents come out of here.

Gu Zixun felt even more overwhelmed that he couldn't be bullied, but could only be avoided. Did he do something wrong?

Wang Yue'er is a relative of her mother, a girl from the Wang family, who has practiced good swordsmanship since she was a child. It was her prejudice that was different from others that made the young Gu Zixun feel the warmth of childhood.

Gu Zixun did not win the competition on the stage, not only because of his youth, but because Wang Yue'er's talent was different from that of mortals, so he was specially sent to Qiliang Academy to study by the clan.

Only Wang Yue'er communicated with him, what a gentle smile was that?

And how could that miserable cry be her?

At the age of eight, he tried a huge ditch in his destiny———— slash

This is a self-preservation behavior that directly causes great harm to Gu Zixun, and discharges too much divine power. But for Gu Zixun, it is life and death, stepping on a long song, and walking in a dashing manner for a while.

I don't know if this slash is life or death.

Gu Zixun's memory was fragmented, and his own body was also severely damaged, and he lay like a shroud for half a year before recovering, but amnesia is difficult to accept the sequelae.

Gu Zixun forgot about Wang Yue'er, and on the day of the eight-year-old god beheading, he saw a painful cry...... And now I remember.

"Ahh

Gu Zixun gently stroked the saber on his waist, why didn't Wang Yue'er use this sword, why did he have a soft spot for this sword. Because this is his own sword, but it has been kept by Wang Yue'er.

Gu Zixun endured the pain all over his body, floating in the air with difficulty, he knew...... The god is coming.

/End of Chapter/