After a while, Gu Qing called up the system: "How long, I haven't had time to watch it." ”

After a while, he turned off the log a little speechlessly, with a solemn look in his eyes: "In the supernatural world, the problem is...... I'm seriously injured. ”

Moreover, the Absolute Evil Sword was also broken, the Broken God Realm that had not yet been unsealed inside, the Shattered Sky Realm Technique was also gone, and the pills that had been drawn before were also eaten in the battle, and now his situation can be described as extremely unlucky.

In order to extend the world as much as possible, Gu Qing used the only gold-level scroll this time, and the time ratio was one day in the main world and one hundred days in the other world.

And this time he was able to stay for 1578 days, as a member of Xinyue II, the two time props drawn, one is an extension of one hour, which is better than nothing, and the other is a lucky draw to the extension of 714 days.

In other words, he is in this world and has more than six years to slowly recover.

[Barona Jue] was running, Gu Qing just lay on the ground, subconsciously trying to recover from his injuries, and the evil dissipated, he could only rely on his powerful self-healing ability and the residual divine power to consume each other, to see who consumed whom.

Such a stalemate, at least it can maintain the wound from deterioration, but there is no sign of healing, Gu Qing feels that if there is no energy replenishment, then he will be a little miserable.

Gu Qing maintained the operation of the Zhengba Dragon Jue, opened his eyes and watched the sky gradually darken, and muttered silently: "But the task is a bit strange, I in this world, I am so sad?"

How to say it~

To put it bluntly, the Gu Qing of this world was mixed up in general, and then became a notorious thief, entangled with a group of subordinates to do bad things.

However, the bad luck provoked the forces that should not be provoked, and then there was no then.

The dying wish is revenge, nothing more.

It doesn't matter if it's an ordinary world, don't look at Gu Qing's miserable appearance now, it's still a basic operation to resist rocket artillery and the like, not to mention weapons such as swords.

Now this supernatural world is different, Gu Qing doesn't know what level his current strength is, and he is seriously injured, so he must try to avoid doing it.

Therefore, it is better to use other methods, and it is estimated that you can't force your iron head to be reckless.

Shaking his head, Gu Qing sighed for a long time: "Okay, let's not talk about plans and the like for the time being, the current situation is, is there anyone who can come over to save me, it's a little cold lying on the ground." ”

He still has more than 9,000 bonds, but this thing can't be moved, he doesn't know the situation in the main world at all, what if he happens to meet the Lord of the Heavenly Palace face to face when he goes back?

Therefore, this coupon must be kept, and in case of danger, it can continue to pass through the delay time.

Purr, purr~

Gu Qing's ears were extraordinary, he couldn't help frowning, turned his head to glance in the direction of the sound, and saw two points of green light in his eyes: "Cat, wild cat?"

After a while, he looked speechlessly at the yellow and white striped cat with the word king tattooed on the door of his head.

The tiger is also a feline, but the cat in front of it is a little too big, not counting the tail, it is nearly six meters long, and it has a kingly air when it walks over.

Gu Qing sighed and muttered, "It's not that I can't move, I'm just too lazy to move." Now the injury is not stable, and the rash movement will exacerbate the injury. ”

Roar......

Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest.

pia.

And then it died.

Gu Qing dragged it to his body like a chicken, biting open his throat and swallowing the fishy blood with a grunt.

He needs energy, this tiger...... It's better than nothing.

After dozens of minutes, he had eaten the tiger cleanly, leaving the shriveled fur.

Gu Qing smacked his lips, spread out the tiger skin, and muttered in a low voice: "The smell of blood can attract more beasts, hoping to attract a few large animals such as bears." ”

That's right, he's lying in a clearing in the jungle right now, and he's really using himself as bait to catch all kinds of big fish.

Luck is not bad, there is a bear and a leopard on the hook, which actively provides Gu Qing with the energy to continue, but it is still far from it.

After lying down for three days in a row, the surroundings stinked, although due to the breath on Gu Qing's body, no flies dared to come, but this smell still made him frown.

On the fourth day, the residual divine power in Gu Qing's body finally weakened a little, which was enough for him to suppress it, which meant that he could no longer lie down.

His identity this time is a wandering guy, anyway, this world is chaotic, and he doesn't have an ID card, so it doesn't matter if he makes up a random one.

"Traces of people?"

Walking in the jungle, Gu Qing saw a pit dug by man, but the trap inside had long been abandoned.

With a tap under his feet, the surging power exploded, and the ground instantly sunken down, and Gu Qing rushed into the sky like a sharp arrow, looking around from a height.

"East. The corners of Gu Qing's eyebrows moved, and he hurried towards the place he saw without stopping.

Before sunset, he finally arrived at the place, the corners of his eyebrows twitched, and he squeezed into the crowd without a trace to watch the excitement.

It was indeed lively, and a large group of people surrounded the mouth of this low city wall, all discussing the contents of the notice, all with sad faces and vague fear.

"Shouldn't it be a happy thing to discuss gossip?" Gu Qing was puzzled, his eyes fell on this notice, and after scanning the content, his eyes couldn't help but have a hint of playfulness.

Look, what did he see?

Ghost!

That's right, there are ghosts in this world.

What this means is self-evident.

Just like the world he once went to, if there is a ghost, maybe there is Maoshan...... Wait a minute.

Gu Qing glanced at the costumes of the people around him without a trace, and his brows furrowed: "Neon, supernatural, nocturnal, onmyoji?"

Sighing softly, he withdrew from the crowd and quietly entered the city.

It is said to be a city, but in fact, Ya is a big town, and the wall at the gate is enough to choke three or four meters, and it is estimated that even a pig can hit through it.

And it seems that it is still in the era of war, Gu Qing found that everyone who came and went was full of vegetables, and the most important thing was ...... He seems to stand out from the crowd.

With a height of almost one meter nine, bulging muscles, and broad shoulders, it undoubtedly shows that Gu Qing is not easy to mess with, at least in front of this group of short people with an average height of one meter six, Gu Qing is more like a door god.

Regarding neon language, Gu Qing is at the level of being able to speak, read and write, simply put, he can read and understand, but he can't write, the country's writing is too awkward.

After recalling it for a while, he dug this language out of the depths of his memory, to be honest, he didn't like to do business with people in this country, not for other reasons, but only one - stinginess.

That's right, the neon man thief Jill picks the door, second only to the stick.

In the dark world, there are three countries that are difficult to expand their business, the first is the Celestial Empire, the second is the stick, and the last is Neon.

A gun ban is too strict, and no one wants to come over. The latter two are purely stingy, picky, and poor......

Bang!

Gu Qing didn't move, frowned and looked up, is there a blind man on the other side?

At this moment, a guy who looked like a thief with a mouse's eyebrows and was as thin as a straw jumped up and shouted, "You have collided with the noble samurai, why don't you apologize and ask for forgiveness?"

"Get out. ”

Gu Qing's train of thought was interrupted, and he was in a bad mood.

"Yaga ,......"

Puff~

There was a dead silence all around.

Gu Qing casually dropped the corpse, and when the warrior was still in a trance, he slapped his head and smashed his head: "The knife is good, at least it can be compared." ”

Picking up the legacy he had contributed, Gu Qing slowly came to a tavern under the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone.

It's so poor here, even in a tavern there's nothing to eat, nothing more than vegetable leaf rice balls, rice ball vegetable leaves, well, plus a hodgepodge soup, and wine like water.

After spending all the money, the energy provided is not as much as the tiger that he ate before, Gu Qing is very dissatisfied, but there is no way, look at these poor people around, one meter six, tsk, too poor.

Just as he was about to leave, a few guys dressed as samurai suddenly came outside and said respectfully, "My lord, our daimyo has invited Your Excellency to enter the mansion." ”

These people are taller, about 1.7 meters, and they are relatively stronger than the bean sprouts around, of course, they are still far from Gu Qing.

"Okay, lead the way. A strange look crossed Gu Qing's eyes.

Daimyo?

If he remembers correctly, the big name on the neon side should be equivalent to the princes, but the level difference is a bit big, and he dares to call it a country in any village. It seems that the so-called war is fought by several villages.

The samurai didn't dare to raise his head, nodded vigorously, bowed deeply, and did enough salutes before turning around and leading the way: "Please come with me." ”

After a while, Gu Qing raised his head and looked at him with some suspicion: "This is where your daimyo live?"

He worked hard to swallow the latter sentence 'Why is it so broken'.

"......" The samurai naturally didn't think so much, nodded solemnly, and looked at this door with respect.

At this time, a teenage girl came to the door with small steps, greeted Gu Qing slightly, and whispered: "Your Excellency, please follow the slave into the house for a while." ”

Entering the house, Gu Qing looked left and right, and sat on the cushion helplessly, there was no way that there was not even a chair here.

The daimyo in front of him is not a young man who is often seen in anime, coerced by traitors, but an old man who is about to be wooden, blind in one eye, and his breath is like an exhaust fan, whirring.

The old man looked at Gu Qing and smiled for a long time: "Your Excellency, it's an exorcist, right?"

"It's not. ”

Gu Qing shook his head, and in the stunned gaze of the old man, he suddenly grinned: "I am an exorcist, and I am more interested in gods than any monster." ”

Monsters, monsters have a fart, they all look disgusting, although in the myth of neon, many monsters are quite beautiful, but in Gu Qing's opinion, monsters that can't eat and increase their strength are not good monsters.

In contrast, he was more interested in the neon country's claim to be eight million gods, so many gods, even if the quality is not good, but the quantity is enough, right?