Gu Qingfeng doesn't like to kill. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Never liked it.

In the past, killing people was to survive, and if he didn't kill people, he would be killed, and after killing so many people, he really killed enough, disgusted to kill, disgusting to kill, and enough to kill.

This is one of them.

Second.

He has been cultivating for 500 years, and his path of cultivation is bumpier and more rugged than anyone else, and he knows better than anyone how difficult this path of cultivation is, so many times, he will not kill people if he can, forgive if he can, and forgive if he can.

Of course.

Forgiveness is forgiveness.

He can forgive once, but never a second.

This has always been his principle.

It was, it is, and it will not change in the future.

Although he is disgusting and doesn't want to kill anymore, if someone touches the bottom line, he will still kill him.

Although he didn't want to, he had to admit that sometimes only killing people could solve the so-called troubles more directly and effectively.

He looked up.

When the people around him touched his eyes, they were all like ghosts, frightened, and retreated.

The gazebo has long since been reduced to a pile of ruins.

And the old man of the dead wood is still kneeling on the ground, but the primordial spirit has long since collapsed, and the person seems to have only one breath left.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng walking towards the old man of the dead wood, the old man such as the dead wood and several other lonely elders rushed over to protect the dead wood as soon as possible, and at the same time, Liu Qingyan, Qingxi and other five-color eighteen swords and twenty-four young heroes also rushed over without any hesitation.

Apparently.

They would rather die in battle than watch Gu Qingfeng kill the dead wood.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency!"

"What do you want to do to my uncle? ”

"I don't know where my junior brother Deadwood offended Your Excellency, so you don't hesitate to kill in my Wuse Mountain. ”

Gu Qingfeng didn't stop, looked at them, and said, "I've said it many times, and I don't want to repeat it." ”

"You!"

The people of the five-color mountain such as the withered feather were very anxious, but they didn't know what to do, and they couldn't beat it, so how could they do it? This person's mighty shout not only shook the five-color change array to collapse and disappear, but also shocked so many masters that countless deaths and injuries were innumerable, and even the reincarnated toad boy was shocked to death by him a few times, and they really didn't know what to do in the face of such a mysterious and strange person with terrifying strength and world-shattering strength.

Gu Qingfeng approached step by step, and withered Yu and the others were ready to defend desperately.

It's just that for some reason, all of a sudden, they felt like their hearts were sinking, and it felt like they were being pressed down by a huge mountain.

As Gu Qingfeng came step by step, the pressure became more and more intense, and one mountain pressed against another, making them sweat profusely, trembling all over, and making their faces pale.

With a bang, the twenty-four young man's body stiffened and was paralyzed on the ground.

Then, the same is true of the Eighteen Swords.

Immediately after withering Yu and the other five lonely elders, Qingxi couldn't bear this inexplicable pressure, and was paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

Gu Qingfeng walked to the ruins of the pavilion, and when he raised his hand, his palm was shining brightly, and he gently placed it on the top of the old man's head, he looked at the dead feather, Qingxi and others who were paralyzed on the ground, shook his head, and sighed.

After a sigh, the inexplicable terrifying pressure disappeared without a trace in an instant, and everyone in the Five Colors Mountain was relieved, one by one, they suddenly fell to the ground like mud, sweating profusely, panting heavily, and there was no strength in their bodies.

Looking up at the crowd, his gaze swept over the bodies of the three people, who were three reincarnated people, who looked ordinary and even a little ugly.

"It's all wolves, why pretend to be sheep, it's not easy to practice, and it's even more difficult to reincarnate, since you have picked up a small life from the catastrophe, just find a secluded place to practice honestly, don't come out and jump blindly if it's okay!"

The three reincarnated people seemed to be too disguised and easy to disguise, but they still saw deep fear and embarrassment in their eyes.

Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and the old man of the dead wood disappeared without a trace, and just as he turned around and was about to leave, a young and worried voice came: "Big brother......"

It's Xiao Jin'er.

At this moment, Xiao Jin'er stood with Han Dong, Ouyang Ye, Qianshan and others, watching Gu Qingfeng leave, Xiao Jin'er hurriedly asked, "Big brother, where are you going?"

"I have to find a quiet place to help the old man reforge the original god. ”

"Ah...... But big brother, will it take a long time?"

"I don't know, it shouldn't take long. ”

"Big brother, will you come back?"

"Of course, I'm not done here yet, and I'm not leaving. ”

Hearing that Gu Qingfeng would not leave, Xiao Jin'er said happily: "Okay, big brother, when you finish helping the old man recast the Yuanshen, remember to come to Jin'er, Jin'er will always wait for you." ”

Gu Qingfeng nodded and smiled.

"Who the hell are you!"

This sentence was not asked by Xiao Jin'er, because Xiao Jin'er had never doubted Gu Qingfeng's identity, and it was Ouyang Ye who asked.

Let's be honest.

She didn't believe that Gu Qingfeng, who had been wiped out three years ago, could still be resurrected from the dead.

Yes.

She didn't believe it.

At least, she didn't believe it until then.

But, now, she doesn't know whether to believe it or not.

She can accept that the old Jiu in front of her, who has been found to pretend to be the son of Chiyan, has a rocky body that is as strong as the real son of Chiyan.

It is also acceptable to have the same musical attainments that are unparalleled in the world.

Even mastered mysterious, weird and terrifying methods can be accepted.

However, she couldn't accept it, this Lao Jiu was the same as Chiyan Gongzi, he was casual and lazy when he was happy, just like a cynical son, and she couldn't accept it, this Lao Jiu was as arrogant and domineering as Chiyan Gongzi when he was angry, just like a god of war who looked down on the world.

Because whether it is a cynical son or a lonely and domineering god of war, she has been moved.

No!

Nor was it ever.

Even now, she remembers clearly how leisurely and comfortable Chiyan Gongzi was when he was in the Yunxia Sect, and she also clearly remembers how arrogant and domineering Chiyan Gongzi was in Taixuantai and in Fengyun.

Chiyan Gongzi is like this.

Now this old nine is also like this.

It's exactly the same as the Chiyan Gongzi in her memory, nothing has changed.

Ouyang Ye couldn't tell whether the man in white in front of her was Lao Jiu, who she had found to pretend to be the son of Chiyan, or the prince of Chiyan, who made her heart flutter and could not forget it to this day.

She didn't know.

Would love to know.

Not only did she want to know, but Han Dong and Qianshan also wanted to know the answer to this question, and she originally firmly believed that Lao Jiu could not be Chiyan Gongzi, but this time, she also began to doubt, frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you really Chiyan Gongzi?"

Gu Qingfeng looked at Ouyang Ye, then at Qianshan, shook his head, as if he was very helpless, he didn't say anything, he didn't bother to explain anything to them, waved his hand, stepped out, and the person had disappeared.

(To be continued.) )