"It's about zombies. Last year, we found out that the First Emperor was in the southern Dilong place, and this game was used to balance the 'gods', and during the Battle of Goryeo, the people of the fifth family in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor did not make a move, because they were intimidating the gods and making the gods unable to intervene in the war. Chu Xiang said.

"They have the power to threaten God!" Wang Lao Wu was a little shocked.

"The First Emperor's handwriting, unfathomable, I once had the opportunity to come into contact with some of the power he left behind, and it is not a problem to destroy the Demon God and Demon Ancestor." Chu Xiangdao.

"No wonder, the ancestor told me not to touch the relics of the first emperor easily, it turns out that there is such a foreshadowing." Wang Lao Wu was enlightened.

The two chatted all the way, Wang Lao Wu really knew very little about the cultivation world, not as much as Chu Xiang, Chu Xiang had to believe that this intergenerational inheritor of Chen Tuan really didn't know much.

After arriving in Qingcheng, Chu Xiang did not go with Wang Lao Wu and entered the city alone, so as not to be mastered by others.

The familiar street, the familiar doorway, everything has not changed, it is still the same as before, the memorial square outside the gate has been restored, and the marble pillar is engraved with the five characters of Chu Kun Monument. Looking at the towering stone monument, Chu Xiang's heart was overturned, but he couldn't speak, and his heart felt as if it was blocked by a big stone.

It was dark and bright, and the person standing in front of the stone monument was still motionless, and Bai Xuanhua was also motionless, he had already stood under the eaves for most of the night. Since he stood here last night, his surroundings have been emptied by his men, and no one will disturb the people in front of the stone tablet.

There was no one around, but everyone around knew that Demon Lord Chu Xiang was here, this was his brother's memorial square, and many people were secretly looking at this man who had been standing all night from a distance.

Bai Xuanhua felt guilty in his heart, he wanted to tell this man who didn't make any moves all night, but he didn't dare to disturb him, for fear that if he made a sound, he would interrupt the thoughts of the person in front of him. This man seemed to him to be a god-like figure, with the same status as the junior brother Chu Kun who had led them to lay the foundation today, but he was far away from him, of course he wanted to close the distance, otherwise he wouldn't have been waiting here.

One night was enough time for those who wanted to visit Chu Xiang to know where he was. At noon, the person who had not moved finally moved, turned his head to look at Bai Xuanhua.

Bai Xuanhua had a thousand words in his heart, but he felt as if it was inappropriate to say anything, and only three words blurted out in the gloomy language: "I'm sorry." ”

"I heard you have a very good teacher?" Chu Xiangdao.

"Yes, his name is Gutesson, Italian." Bai Xuanhua said.

"I want to meet him." Chu Xiangdao.

"I'll call him over right away." Bai Xuanhua said, and immediately called someone.

Guteson didn't wrap his head and face anymore, his golden hair fluttered in the wind, and his exotic face had a different charm, of course he didn't need it, because now he was the most respected teacher in the Gyeongseong University Alliance, and he was above 10,000 people under one person.

"Guteson?"

"Exactly." The tall, blond, blue-eyed Italian man's Mandarin is standard, more standard than many Chinese people.

"You're Italian?"

"Not bad."

"Why did you come to China, why did you come here?"

"Who are you? Why? The blonde Italian man Guteson said with some displeasure.

"I am the Demon Lord Chu Xiang, with my strength." Chu Xiang's expression was slightly cold, and as soon as he grabbed his halberd palm, Guteson was sucked into Chu Xiang's palm.

Guteson was shocked, he didn't expect this demon lord to attack him regardless of his identity, wanting to escape for his life, but how could he get out of the clutches.

Bai Xuanhua was shocked, he didn't expect Chu Xiang to make a move on Gutesen, he was very anxious, but he didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear of angering Chu Xiang.

"Why did you steal my brother's things? An Italian who wants to run rampant in China, have you asked me? Chu Xiang coldly grabbed Gutesen's neck, Guteson's face turned red, but he couldn't move a bit.

Seeing that Guteson was about to be pinched to death by Chu Xiang, Bai Xuanhua was about to plead aloud, but Chu Xiang let go of Gutesen's neck: "You have a chance to save your life with a word." ”

Guteson rubbed his neck, coughed a few times, and looked at Chu Xiang with some horror: "I can keep what your brother left behind." ”

"I'll watch you." Chu Xiang said coldly, glanced at Gutesen, and walked away.

The news that the Demon Lord Chu Xiang almost killed the teacher of the Qingcheng University Alliance soon spread throughout Qingcheng, and everyone immediately talked about it, but they didn't expect Chu Xiang to be so obsessed with it, and he actually regarded the Qingcheng University Alliance as a forbidden body, and no one was allowed to touch it.

When the leaders of other forces in Qingcheng heard the news, they all sighed that they had different lives, they had worked hard for so many years to have their current status, and they were able to stand firmly in Qingcheng, this Bai Xuanhua actually picked up the pie that fell from the sky, and got a protector for nothing.

What the Demon Lord said, who dares to ignore it, the Qingcheng University Alliance has become the Demon Lord's ban, and whoever dares to touch them, from now on, only that group of students will beat others, who will dare to beat them.

After Chu Xiang left, Bai Xuanhua hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Teacher, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Gutson shook his head.

"I didn't expect this demon lord to really do it to me so disregarding his identity, I still underestimated him, he acted unreasonably, and he was a difficult character." Gutson Road.

"It's me who has caused the teacher." Bai Xuanhua said with some shame.

After leaving the memorial square, Chu Xiang changed his appearance, so as not to be pointed at, and those who wanted to visit Chu Xiang heard about the memorial square, so they could only dispel the idea of visiting, but they didn't dare to visit the demon lord when he was in a bad mood.

Familiar streets, Chu Xiang can know where and where with his eyes closed, and the snack stall at the mouth of the small alley that he is most familiar with is still there, but the boss is not the same as before, I don't know how many bosses have changed.

Sitting down on the small stool, the sturdy boss greeted with a smile: "Hero, eat something." ”

"Give me a copy of everything." Chu Xiangdao.

"Okay, wait a minute."

Turbid strong tea, cheap snacks that are definitely not good-looking, just like then, Chu Xiang looked at the street in front of him and looked at the people coming and going, but at this time he was not looking for suspicious targets, but indulging in the past.

The alleys are full of snack stalls, and it is still noon, there are not many people, and there are not many pedestrians on the street, but among these few pedestrians, Chu Xiang's familiar figure appeared. Trade Winds Literature Network

A hidden figure came straight to the mouth of the alley, walking with his hands in his hands, and he had a majestic bearing.

Sun Yingjing sat down on a small stool on the table and said, "Brother Chu is so at ease. ”

"Brother Sun is worrying too much." Chu Xiangdao.

Picking up a peanut and putting it in his mouth, Sun Ying said: "It's Brother Chu's heart is too wide, and the heroes of the world gather in Qingcheng, don't you want to know it?" ”

"I'm not a hero." Chu Xiangdao.

"Only a bear would cower in a place like this." Suddenly, a voice came from afar, and a blue figure appeared in the sight of the two.

"Brother Sun, can you bear this?" Chu Xiangdao.

"I'm a bear." Sun Ying laughed.

The blue figure came to the side, looked at the things on the table and frowned slightly, looked at the stool, did not sit down, and was pestle there like a stick.

"There's another bear." Chu Xiangdao.

"Dog eats dog." Sun Yingdao.

Chu Xiang's face remained unchanged, but the faces of the people standing there were cold.

"Do you want to eat?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Drink the northwest wind to be full." Sun Yingdao.

"That's really easy to do." Chu Xiang sighed.

"yes, you don't have to spend money, you don't have to talk about it." Sun Ying nodded.

"You don't have to sit down yet." Chu Xiang added, took a disposable cup and poured a cup of tea in front of Wumingzi.

"It's good to stand, and your back doesn't hurt." Sun Yingdao.

The shopkeeper and the people next to him all recognized this blue figure with a pestle, blue cloth with tied hair, and a long sword on his back. The famous Wumingzi actually watched the two of them eat with a pestle next to him, and was ridiculed, the shopkeeper was a little frightened, in case Wumingzi got angry, a sword came down, and the people in the whole alley would not be able to eat and walk around.

Wu Mingzi's face became a little iron-blue, if his eyes could kill, maybe Sun Ying and Chu Xiang were already dead.

Wumingzi sat down, Tie Qing sat on the stool with a blank face, if he leaned on the ground and looked closely, he would find that there was just a line between his butt and the stool, and his butt did not touch the stool at all.

"Brother Sun also likes to eat peanuts?" Chu Xiang twisted a peanut and said.

"Peanuts are delicious." Sun Ying stopped in front of him with a peanut, and the peanut was not close or far from Wumingzi's face.

Wumingzi glared at Peanut with murderous eyes, and a cool air swept through, and the peanut skin was gone.

"Peanuts without skin have no soul." Chu Xiang shook his head and said.

"Peanuts have no skin, that is called peanut clothing, rich in nutrition, is a good medicine to stop bleeding, disperse stasis, reduce swelling, eat peanuts and rub off the peanut clothes are the stupidest." Sun Ying said very seriously, and then ate the peanuts without skin.

Wuming Zitie glared at the peanuts on the plate with a blue face, and the cold breath swept through, and all the peanuts on the plate were gone.

"Tyrannical creatures." Chu Xiang shook his head and sighed.

The shopkeeper listened carefully to what the two of them said for a long time, originally thought that the two would say something secret, something earth-shattering, who knew that after talking for a long time, it was actually to discuss the issue of a peanut, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Chu knows that Shushan is alive." Sun Yingdao.

Chu Xiang nodded, Shushan Sword Immortal, this legend that has been passed for hundreds of thousands of years has been confirmed by the Demon Envoy.

"I heard that Shushan is the pinnacle of kendo in the world." Sun Yingdao.

"Wumingzi Daoist is here, it doesn't seem good to say this." Chu Xiangdao.

"Their swords are different from mine." Wumingzi said coldly.

The sword of Wumingzi is the sword of the Dao, the sword of the way of heaven and earth, and the sword of Shushan is the sword of the anti-Dao, the sword of the monopoly.

"What's the difference?" Chu Xiang asked.

"Swordsman, sharp weapon." Ignorant Son.

The sword, which is a sharp weapon, is a weapon, born to kill, killing is the most primitive function of the sword, and the meaning of Wumingzi is that the sword of Shushan is a sword that returns to the primitive.

"Brother Sun, are you interested in taking a look at Shu Mountain?" Chu Xiangdao.

"Why not." Sun Yingdao.

"I know all day long that I shrink my head and avoid others, which is like a cheap demon king." Wumingzi said coldly, knowing that Chu Xiang was going to avoid the limelight again.

"It's really demoralizing." Sun Ying nodded.

"If you can't beat it, you can't run, what's the way to do it." Chu Xiang said disapprerovantly.