The courtyard was overgrown with weeds and the wilderness was dilapidated, apparently no one had set foot here for a long time. There is a dry well in the www.biquge.info courtyard of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, and with the current eyesight of the ancient legend, you can still see a pile of messy dry bones from the well.

Looking at these bones, Gu Chuanxia's heart inexplicably beat violently, and an inexplicable grief and pain began to grow.

This pain does not come from his soul, but from his character setting itself.

It is very likely that those buried in this dry well are his relatives.

Gu Chuanxia sighed, went down to the bottom of the well, collected all the dry bones, took out the dry well, and then reclassified and buried them, and put them into the ground.

With the burial of a dry skeleton in the ground, a wisp of the ancient legend of the primordial god can feel the cause and effect changes entangled on this body.

"Uh-huh, old woman!"

With a painful exclamation, it was the old man Jin who woke up.

Gu Chuanxia stepped forward and patted Jin Laohan on the back: "Uncle, you mourn! The deceased has passed away, and the living must continue to live, so that the deceased can rest assured." ”

Jin Laohan burst into tears like rain, and kept patting the ground around him: "It's all my fault! If I hadn't moved to the lake, how could my wife have been poisoned, it's all my fault!"

Gu Chuanxia continued to comfort, but it didn't work well.

Jin Laohan suddenly showed sadness, staggered up, and crashed headlong into the rockery overgrown with weeds around him.

"I might as well die. ”

"Uncle!

The next moment, Jin Laohan's lowered head and eyes bloomed with a bloody and cruel fierce light.

The sharp horns stabbed directly into the heart of the ancient legend.

Clang!

But it is the sound of fine iron.

Gu Chuanxia took a few steps back, his true qi was slightly turbid, this collision was full of force, even if it was blocked by the Ziyang Sword, Gu Chuanxia still felt that his viscera had been greatly impacted.

Jin Laohan raised his head in surprise, his eyes were bloodshot, bulging outward, and he looked particularly terrifying.

"Little calf nose, the vigilance is not weak, but I don't know where I showed my flaws, old man?" asked Jin Laohan.

In order not to destroy the plot and disrupt the rhythm, Gu Chuanxia naturally couldn't say that he had seen through the disguises of Jin Laohan and his wife from the beginning, so he said: "The smell of blood in that book hasn't dissipated yet, how can I not be vigilant?"

"What's more, there are really monsters in that lake, you have all lived for so long, but why don't you have an accident sooner or later, just waiting for me to stay overnight? I think that huge black fish monster is your wife!"

Jin Laohan has changed at this moment, although it is a human body, the head is a golden fish head, and the huge fish head has a single horn as black as ink, which is very weird.

Originally, seeing that you, a little Taoist priest, still had some cultivation, he ate you directly, but I was afraid that it would take some effort to do so. That's why I came up with such a strategy, but I didn't want to be seen through by you, but I played a good game. But... It's just a bite to swallow, so I'll fight with you first, and it's time to exercise before meals. Jin Laohan held the head of the big fish and said viciously.

Gu Chuanxia also said: "The old house here is the ancestral house of the poor road, and the dry bones dug out of the well are the family members of the poor road." It was supposed to be a sacrifice of three animals, but there was no choice but to be shy in the pocket, and there happened to be a fat-headed fish, whether it was fried or steamed, it was enough to be used for sacrifice and comfort the dead. ”

"Little Taoist priest, but he is not ashamed to say it! Raw frying, steaming, you gave me a good suggestion, always swallowing it alive is inevitably a little greasy. You have plenty of aura in your flesh and blood, and you must cook it well. ”

Jin Laohan turned into a golden shadow, his feet together, but like a huge fishtail, he slashed down towards Gu Chuanxia, and the violent strength tore the air, bringing a burst of breaking sound.

Clang!

The Ziyang Sword once again blocked Jin Laohan's feet. At that moment, the ancient legend had tens of thousands of ways to make a sword, and he killed Jin Laohan in an instant with a sword. But once he makes a move with real means, it will interfere with the plot, making the world perceive the abnormal changes, causing the protagonist to deviate, which is contrary to the original intention.

A huge force came along the long sword, and Gu Chuanxia took a few steps back again.

"Yes, he is worthy of being a disciple of Qi Xiaguan, and he has some level. A few days ago, I ate a monk who wanted to kill demons, and his level was much worse, and he couldn't even withstand my blow. The golden fathead fish opened and closed its mouth, and there was a grim smile on its scaly face, as if it had eaten the ancient legend.

The long sword in Gu Chuanxia's hand swept away, and the whole person turned into a thunderbolt and flashed past.

"True Martial Demon!"

The long sword bombardment is just a false move, a real killer move, a punch from Gu Chuanxia's left fist.

The golden fathead fish Bafeng did not move, standing there quietly, and waited until Gu Chuanxia came to him, before he raised his left fist, his body shook, and he punched Gu Chuanxia.

The left fists of the two slammed into each other.

Click...

A series of explosions came from the junction of the fists of the two, and the air currents rolled around their bodies, and the black clouds of smoke collided with the purple arcs of electricity, making a piercing sound.

Bang!

The two immediately separated, and the fist ** made more than a dozen moves.

After a breath, they were separated from each other.

Gu Chuanxia took three steps back, and each step stepped on a deep footprint on the stone slab that was still quite solid despite the weeds under his feet. And Jin Laohan took eight steps back, each step was as if he was stepping on cotton, without any effort, but the ground under his feet was not damaged at all.

"Ha! Qi Xiaguan's True Martial Demon Fist has some strength, but if it wants to deal with me, it is a lot worse. It seemed that he had lost the upper hand, but Jin Laohan became even more rampant, looked at Gu Chuanxia coldly, and said so.

Gu Chuanxia didn't answer, just looked at Jin Laohan thoughtfully.

"In that case, let me die!"

"Devil cry God howl!"

In an instant, his originally golden body split into more than a dozen shadows, all of which were like swimming dragonfish, rushing towards Gu Chuanxia, letting out a sharp howl, interfering with Gu Chuanxia's spirit.

He didn't know that although Gu Chuanxia couldn't use his true ability, the strength of his soul, even if it was just a trace of his body, was like a vast sea to him, how could he shake the breeze?

Under the soul attack, a punch roared, directly hitting the forehead of the ancient legend.

The power of this punch was even more powerful than the previous blows, and the qi wave was torn apart, turning into bursts of gangfeng, which blew the hem of Gu Chuanxia's clothes, cutting the corners of his clothes.

"Die!"

This punch contained a ferocious will, which was obviously the fist intent that this golden old man had comprehended by himself from the killing.

In the face of such a fist intent, Gu Chuanxia said that there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh.

But in fact, he saw through everything, but he could only use his fist and sword skills that seemed like child's play with this golden fat-headed fish demon Zhou Xuan in the set framework, and even fell into disadvantage.

This is an inevitable routine.

Gu Chuanxia doesn't even need to calculate, he can guess that there will inevitably be changes next, which will promote the development of the plot, and may even be the prelude to a wave of adventures.

(To be continued.) )