The next moment, Gu Chuanxia had already taken out a light cluster with a dreamy color and handed it towards the Plum Blossom Demon God. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuzhu looked curiously at the dream-colored ball of light, and above his forehead, the eyes of Shura loomed, obviously wanting to see what mystery was hidden in it.

And those great masters who were sitting not far away, pushing cups and changing lamps, no one felt that what Gu Chuanxia gave was perfunctory. It's just that I can't guess for a while, what is the mystery in this.

Although this group of dreams is of low value, it can even be said that it can only make people have a beautiful dream, but the people present are not ordinary people, and their knowledge is naturally not superficial.

"Could it be that the avenue is hidden in this dream? "It was Master Yujia who spoke, as a Buddhist monk, when observing the heavens and all worlds, he naturally also had insight into the identity of the ancient legend, and also knew the grievances between him and Buddhism. At this time, although there is no sour and rotten atmosphere, it also has a strange smell.

"I don't know if the little monk can enter the battle now?" Xuzhu suddenly asked.

This sentence seems to have nothing to do with the dream light group sent out by Gu Chuanxia, but at this moment, I can see the viciousness of this bald thief.

No matter what is in the dream light group of the ancient legend, there is no doubt that it needs to be understood by the plum blossom demon god with his heart. At this moment, he asked to join the formation, just because he wanted to take away the mind of the flower demon god, so that she could not concentrate on the understanding.

"Of course you can!" said the Plum Blossom Demon God.

"Then disturb me!" said Xuzhu very politely.

The next moment, it disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, obviously having been sent into the big array.

At the same time, the Plum Blossom Demon God picked up the dreamy light sent by Gu Chuanxia, and looked at Gu Chuanxia's expression, with a little bit of playfulness, as if he had seen through all his tricks.

As soon as she fell into the dream, it was exactly as she thought.

Did a rich boy meet a poor girl by chance, and then love and hate him?

Now as a poor woman, the plum blossom demon god sneered at the corner of her mouth.

Many people think that if she is confined to this mountain and faces the cold wind every day, she will definitely feel 'lonely and cold', and she will melt her with the so-called feelings.

It's just ridiculous!

She has seen a few opportunistic people like this for so many years. In the end, don't you have to be obediently bleeding? Want to get by? Not to mention the door, there are no windows.

But... This kind of thing is also good for relieving boredom!

But looking at it, the plum blossom demon god suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The handsome male protagonist who was originally entangled with the poor woman she played, I don't know when he fell in love and killed each other with the so-called male number two in order to compete for her. In the end, she even became a symbolic symbol, an excuse for the two male protagonists to touch each other, hurt each other, and finally come together again.

"The plot of this story... It's interesting!" The plum blossom demon god suddenly felt a little interesting, and his mood, which had not been shaken for hundreds of millions of years, suddenly fluctuated slightly.

And then read on.

When a story ends, it's a new story. In the new story, the female role she plays has even been reduced to a supporting role, and the two male protagonists surround her, showing affection unscrupulously, which is simply ...

Then, almost all the female characters disappeared, and what was left was a group of handsome guys, ambiguous and jealous of each other. The plum blossom demon god who watched it was simply unstoppable.

At this point, the light of the dream ball of light began to dissipate.

With red eyes, the plum blossom demon god stared at Gu Chuanxia.

"What about down there?"

"Hehe, if you think my gift is qualified, then there is still one below. If you don't think you can't, then I'm sorry... I can only be a eunuch!" Gu Chuanxia said with a strange expression.

This plum blossom demon god has been a housemaid on Buzhou Mountain for so many years, and he is not rotten before he becomes a ghost. Gu Chuanxia smiled secretly in his heart.

"What do you mean by eunuch?"

"It's just that there's no more!" Gu Chuanxia explained simply.

The plum blossom demon god is surging, and the wind and snow are mixed, and it is almost about to blow the ancient legend away. The power of the accompanying Wanmei Great Array has also been slightly raised by a notch, and the Xuzhu, who was originally calm in the Great Array, is somewhat embarrassed at the moment.

"You dare!"

Gu Chuanxia looked at the current appearance of the Plum Blossom Demon God, and smiled very happily: "In this way, you like my gift very much!"

After that, Gu Chuanxia handed a new fantasy ball of light to the Plum Blossom Demon God.

These are the essences that Gu Chuanxia extracted from many film and television and animation works on the earth and the ball in an instant, and they are absolutely rotten to the limitless. After Gu Chuanxia made this ball of light himself, he had to cut off that trace of thought, so as not to pollute the Yuan Shen.

The plum blossom demon god is not a great master, and he has never walked in the world, so even if he stands on the Buzhou Mountain, he can't see the mortal world, let alone observe the mortal world.

As for the other great masters, how could they understand the peculiar hobbies and mentality of a woman who has been rotten for countless years?

Quickly snatched the light cluster in the hands of the ancient legend.

The plum blossom demon god was greedy, and began to absorb the 'nutrients' in the light group, and even stopped caring with the ancient legend, a picture of letting him come and go.

Obviously, the ancient legend has successfully passed the test by means of taking the edge of the sword sideways.

In the end, Gu Chuanxia turned his attention to the great masters who were sitting under the plum blossom trees, laughing and drinking.

The real key lies in the third level.

If it weren't for the face of these great grandmasters, or even the first two levels, Gu Chuanxia and Xuzhu would not care.

A plum blossom demon god left over from ancient times, even if it is not small, what are they afraid of?

Many great grandmasters glanced at each other, and finally Mr. Jingzai stood up and said to Gu Chuanxia: "They are all fellow travelers along the way. We don't embarrass you, we just want to say one thing to you, if you believe, where will you come from. Or stay with us, sit and watch the tide rise and fall, the world changes, and get away with things. ”

"If you don't believe me, go all the way up and find out, but the truth will tell you that what we are telling is not a lie. ”

Gu Chuanxia didn't know why he was a little nervous in his heart.

This kind of tricky words, if it were said by others, Gu Chuanxia would not care. But status determines the right to speak.

Those present were all famous great masters in all worlds, and they all had their style and ethics.

What they say, at the very least, should be worth believing.

"Seniors, let's talk about it!" said the ancient legend.

Mr. Jingzai sighed, as if it was regret, and then like melancholy, and finally turned gloomy.

"We're running out of roads!"

Mr. Jingzae said with great heaviness.

For a moment, Gu Chuanxia didn't react.

When he reacted, he exclaimed, "How is it possible!

Mr. Jingzae affirmed, "This is true! The Great Grandmaster is the end of the martial arts! It is nothing but a continuation of the ancient. Martial arts are just a cover-up, and when many ancient powers return, the universe will repeat the way of the immortals. Martial arts will be abolished!"

(To be continued.) )