Chapter 1388: Qin Zimo, my name
The awakening of the Holy Son eased the tense hearts of everyone in Yuliu Mountain slightly.
If the Holy Son does not wake up for a long time, not to mention that the years will return to the ruins, there will be no way to hide the breath, and the flame of hope for the next generation will also wither.
Under Ning Yu's guidance, Gu Hengsheng stepped on the stone steps one by one again and came to the depths of Yuliu Mountain.
On the top of the mountain, there are a total of five huge palaces, and each corner is guarded by a strong man, majestic and solemn.
Since that battle, the Holy Son has been unconscious, and Yuliushan has paid a lot of treasures to warm the Holy Son's meridians and prevent the Holy Son from leaving any dark diseases.
"Mr. Nine, please come in."
The news of the Holy Son's request to meet Gu Hengsheng spread all over Yuliu Mountain, and the guards guarding the palace gate greeted and made way.
Ning Yu brought Gu Hengsheng here, then stopped in place and stared silently.
Without receiving an order, Ning Yu could not set foot in this palace now.
Gu Hengsheng walked through the palace gate and walked into the main hall.
At this time, the Holy Son was sitting in a pale cyan robe, and although his face was not very good, it was somewhat bloody.
In addition to the Holy Son, the Holy Lord of Yuliu Mountain and all the elders were there.
"I heard that the Holy Son wants to see me, what is the matter?"
As soon as Gu Hengsheng entered the main hall, he asked directly.
"Mr. Nine has come to my Yuliu Mountain thousands of miles away, and as the holy son of Yuliu Mountain, I naturally have to entertain Mr. Nine well, and I can't be courteous."
At this moment, the Holy Son does not have the domineering demeanor of the original, like a scholar in the world, gentle as jade.
"Does the Son not hold a grudge against me in his heart?"
Gu Hengsheng and the Holy Son kept looking at each other, he didn't see the slightest hatred in the Holy Son's eyes, the Holy Son's eyes were as plain as water, and there were no waves.
"Hate you?
Why should I hate you? ”
The Holy Son asked rhetorically, then paused, and continued: "Peer competition, defeat is defeat, and if you want to hate, you can only hate yourself for not being as good as others. ”
When the Holy Son said this, a faint smile rose on the corner of his mouth.
When the high-level leaders of Yuliu Mountain saw this, they felt very uncomfortable.
It is precisely because of the Holy Son's broad-mindedness and personality that he has won the recognition and love of everyone up and down Yuliu Mountain.
"I'm sorry I underestimated the Son."
Gu Hengsheng was stunned for a moment, stood in awe, and arched his hand and said.
"You're welcome, sir."
The Holy Son stood up with some difficulty, and everyone's eyes converged on him: "If Mr. doesn't dislike it, take a walk with me and see how the scenery on the top of Yuliu Mountain is?" ”
"Gladly."
Gu Hengsheng had no reason to refuse, and nodded.
The mouth of the high-level of Yuliu Mountain trembled slightly, wanting to prevent Gu Hengsheng and the Holy Son from being alone.
"Rest assured, elders, what kind of person Mr. is, he will not harm me."
The Son saw the scruples of the people and immediately spoke.
Seeing that the Holy Son insisted, the elders had no choice but to nod silently.
So, the Holy Son slowly walked to Gu Hengsheng's side with staggering steps, stretched out his hand and pointed to the front of the road: "Sir, please!" ”
"Please."
Gu Hengsheng took a deep look at the Holy Son and walked side by side with him.
Gu Hengsheng didn't know anything about the Holy Son of Yuliu Mountain.
If it weren't for this peer war, it is estimated that the world would not have expected that there was such a peerless demon hidden in Yuliu Mountain.
Seriously, now Gu Hengsheng is very curious about the Holy Son of Yuliu Mountain and wants to get to know him.
Stepping out of the palace, he saw Ning Yu at the door, the second disciple of the Holy Lord, a proud and cold woman.
"Senior brother."
Ning Yu only had the Holy Son in her eyes, and she was ecstatic to see that the Holy Son was fine.
The Holy Son smiled at Ning Yu and nodded, signaling Ning Yu not to follow.
Ning Yu stood obediently in place, quietly watching the backs of Gu Hengsheng and the Holy Son drifting apart.
Along the way, all the people of Yuliu Mountain saw the Holy Son and made great salutes.
Gu Hengsheng could feel that everyone was saluting the Holy Son from the bottom of their hearts, without a perfunctory attitude.
Holy Son of Yuliu Mountain, what kind of person are you?
Even in a small force, there will be countless infighting, and no one will be happy.
Not to mention a big force like Yuliushan, it stands to reason that the infighting is even more serious, and there will always be people who are not convinced.
However, Gu Hengsheng did not see the signs of the ruins of Yuliu Mountain, but instead saw a thriving scene.
The prestige of the Holy Son of Yuliu Mountain is deeply rooted in everyone's hearts and is extremely respectful.
How did the Son do it?
Even if he has the talent of a peerless demon, it is difficult to convince everyone from the bottom of their hearts! "Haven't consulted the Son yet?"
The two walked for a long time, and Gu Hengsheng took the lead in exporting.
"Qin Zimo, my name."
The Holy Son always has a smile on the corner of his mouth, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
The temperament of the Holy Son is very similar to that of a person, and that is Zhu Zhentian, the sixth disciple of the Floating Life Tomb.
Gu Hengsheng didn't have much time with the sixth senior brother, but the sixth senior brother's every move had already been engraved in his heart.
The Holy Son and the Sixth Senior Brother are very similar.
At least their attitude towards people makes people not disgusted at all.
"I remember your name."
Gu Hengsheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the starry sky with the Holy Son: "Why do you see me?" ”
"I want to see Mr. Nine's face up close."
The Son was very weak now, and his body was swaying a little under the breeze.
However, Gu Hengsheng did not support the Holy Son, the Holy Son has his own arrogance, there is no need to do this.
"Your words are very ambiguous, so I will think about it more."
The atmosphere became inexplicably heavy, and Gu Hengsheng suddenly smiled.
"Hahaha."
The Holy Son chuckled: "I'm not as good as Long Yang, don't look at me with such eyes." ”
For some reason, Gu Hengsheng and the Holy Son stayed together, as if they were reminiscing with old friends, and their spirits were very relaxed.
Perhaps, this is sympathy! "Sir, look in that direction, the highest part of the Imperial Road is there."
The direction that the Holy Son pointed to was the thirty-third heaven of the Emperor Road.
If you can fight all the way to the 33rd Heaven, you will have the opportunity to plunder the opportunity to preach and open up an era of your own.
"Holy Son, I have to say sorry first."
Gu Hengsheng's words are a little inexplicable.
"What do you mean?"
The Son was puzzled.
"The one who goes to the end must be me, I'm afraid I will disappoint the Holy Son."
Gu Hengsheng was very domineering, and Qingfeng didn't dare to approach because of his words.
"If that's the case, then I'm only to blame for my own lack of strength."
For his own sake and for the sake of Yuliu Mountain, the Holy Son could not stop moving forward.
Only by overcoming obstacles and moving forward can he fight for a brilliant life for Yuliu Mountain and will not be oppressed.
Gu Hengsheng and the Holy Son stood side by side, each thinking about it, looking into the distance.
On the top of Yuliu Mountain, the two stand side by side.
The breeze blows, and the white mist is misty.
There is another sentence that Gu Hengsheng did not say.
In this life, the person who goes to the end must be me, and it can only be me.