After Xuefeng and Hongwen left with Changhong's rudder, only Qianshan, Cold Winter, Ouyang Ye, and a group of people from Wuse Mountain, Liu Qingyan, Qingxi, etc., were left in Xiaozhi Mountain Villa. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since confirming Gu Qingfeng's identity, the thinking of the three of Qianshan has long stopped, and their minds have been blank, and until now they are still stunned like statues, motionless.

The rest of the people in the Five Colors Mountain had already been overwhelmed by the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of Gu Qingfeng's thunderous methods, and they didn't dare to run, move, speak, or breathe, they only dared to stand and did nothing.

Before that, they had always thought that Gu Qingfeng was a liar.

But now, none of them dare to think so.

Swindler?

Is there such a scary liar?

With such a strong strength, do you still need to pretend to be the king's heir to cheat?

The answer is yes.

No, you don't.

He may really be the heir of the king, or he may really be able to represent the king.

Yes.

It must be.

If it weren't for that, how could it play the true mystery of the wind rising Daqingshan and the young man's line?

If not, how can we be resurrected from the dead?

If it weren't for that, how could the dragon elephant spirits of the old Chixiao people like Xuefeng be so in awe of them?

Only if he is the heir of the king can all this be explained.

Opposite side.

Gu Qingfeng lay on his back on the chair, beating his forehead tiredly, looking listless, after a while, I saw him slowly raise his arm, the brilliance between his fingers flowed, and the Dao recipes condensed out, and tens of thousands of tricks were punched out in an instant, and the tricks were intertwined and converged, and then formed a halo, the aura spread, and where it jumped, the corpses and blood on the ground turned into dust strangely, and in the blink of an eye, the corpses all over the ground disappeared.

What kind of means is this?

I don't know.

No one can tell.

It's just that it's very mysterious.

However, at this very moment.

The door opened, and a person came out of it, it was Xiao Jin'er.

"Big brother!"

When Xiao Jin'er came out, she didn't seem surprised at all in the face of the disappearing sects, as if she hadn't even looked at it, as if she didn't care at all.

"Big brother, you look tired, do you want to go into the house and rest?"

Xiao Jin'er only had Gu Qingfeng in her eyes, and asked worriedly.

"Wait a minute. ”

"Big brother, Jin'er will help you rub your shoulders. ”

"Okay!"

Looking at this scene.

Everyone in the Five Colors Mountain felt incredible, and they all had a creepy feeling.

They couldn't imagine that after killing so many people again, what kind of person could still chat with a little girl so calmly, and there was no discomfort at all between the conversations, as if the people from the various sects were not killed by him, and it was more like nothing had happened.

Suddenly.

They all remembered what Xiao Jin'er had said earlier, she said that her big brother was numb and tired of killing.

Don't...... Is that really the case?

Even if he is really the heir of the king, how many people can he kill?

How many people will be numb to killing? will they get bored?

No one could have imagined it.

What is even more peculiar is that at some point, the weather with thunder and lightning gradually became clearer, when the wind and rain disappeared, when the clouds dissipated, everything returned to calm, and it was at this time that they remembered that it was only noon, and the scorching sun was still shining in the sky.

But.

Why did you fall into darkness just now?

Is it really just dark clouds that obscure the sky?

No.

When pigs fly!

No matter how big the clouds are, even if they block the sky, they are only dim at most, how can they fall into darkness.

They all clearly remembered that just when Gu Qingfeng made a move, the sky suddenly fell into darkness, as if the sun had suddenly fallen, making people fall into endless panic.

Is it a hallucination?

Or what?

No one knows.

"By the way, big brother, the old man of the dead wood has woken up. ”

"Oh? yes......"

Gu Qingfeng was not surprised, in his opinion, the old man should also wake up.

It's just that Xiao Jin'er's words are like a thunderbolt on a sunny day for the people of Wuse Mountain, they want to rush in to take a look, but they don't dare, they don't even dare to ask, for fear of angering Gu Qingfeng, just when they don't know what to do, two people came out of the house.

One is Master Wenzhu, and Master Wenzhu is also supporting an old man.

The old man's beard was white, and he looked very weak, even if he was supported by Master Wenzhu, he trembled when he walked.

Seeing this old man, everyone in the Five Colors Mountain was stunned, because the old man was one of the nine lonely elders in the Five Colors Mountain, dead wood.

"Brother, you ......"

When they saw the dead wood, the dead feather and the others didn't care about any fear, and rushed over as soon as possible.

Since the dead wood was robbed by Gu Qingfeng, the people of Wuse Mountain have always been worried, until now they see that the dead wood is still alive, and their hanging hearts have landed.

"Senior brother, your Yuan Shen ......"

Withered Yu was worried about the injury of the dead wood, but when he sacrificed his divine sense to investigate, he found that although the dead wood was very weak, it was only weak, except for the weakness, there were no injuries on the body, not only that, but there was also the breath of the primordial god.

When they were in the Five Colors Mountain that day, they all saw with their own eyes that the old man of the dead wood was completely shattered by the tune played by the ancient breeze, why does the dead wood have a spirit now?

Withered Yu endured the shock in his heart and continued to investigate, and the more he probed, the stronger the shock became.

In the past, the primordial spirit of the dead wood was dying, as if it would collapse at any time, but now the primordial spirit of the dead wood is full of vitality, as if it has infinite spiritual power.

Oh, my God!

This......

Stumped...... Is it difficult for him to really help his junior brother reforge the original god?

After the investigation, Withered Yu and the others were completely stunned, and Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and other people from the Five Colors Mountain also found the change of the Deadwood Yuanshen, and they were all stunned in disbelief.

Deadwood himself didn't pay attention to them, to be precise, he didn't have the mood or heart to pay attention to it at this moment, the moment he came out of the house, he stared at Gu Qingfeng excitedly, poofed, and knelt on the ground.

"The great kindness of the son, the old man has nothing to repay, the old man ...... The old man worships Gongzi Xie, and thanks ...... King!"

Deadwood couldn't help himself excitedly, and knelt down to Gu Qingfeng and kowtowed.

Gu Qingfeng didn't stop it, he knew that even if he stopped it, it would be useless, the old man was a very traditional person, if he didn't let him kneel down, he would insist endlessly, rather than this, it was better to go with his heart, not to mention that Gu Qingfeng was too tired to say anything now.

As soon as the dead wood knelt down here, the people of the five-colored mountain such as the dead feather also followed suit.

It's reparation, and it's thanks.

The reason for the reparation was because they finally realized that they had misunderstood Gu Qingfeng.

The thank you is because Gu Qingfeng helped the dead wood to reforge the original god.

(To be continued.) )