At night, Furukawa sped through the mountains.

Today, he was appointed as one of the vice-presidents of the Academy.

This status is already very high.

Among the four courts, there is a president and three vice presidents.

And Yin Nantian is just the vice president of the Walker Academy.

In terms of identity, he is already the same as this old sect master.

The day-to-day affairs of the sect have been taken care of by the Rotten Ke Immortals.

"Alas. ”

Thinking of his deposed son, Furukawa sighed slowly.

He touched his chest.

Although he swallowed the pill as soon as possible, most of the day passed, and his internal organs still had a burning sensation.

They're shaking, they're twisting.

If I were a Heart Lamp Monk, I am afraid that I would have to stay in bed for now and wait until this state disappears.

I can suppress it all the time, all thanks to the strong body of the wonderful body.

"Roll ......"

Furukawa muttered the word.

One word, let your internal organs be like scorching.

If you say a few more words, will you die?

Is it the old man?

On the top of that main hall, the old man who changed the pattern of the entire Moon Worship Mountain?

But no matter what, Furukawa knew that he might not be able to seek revenge on Su Mu.

Yin Nantian's attitude also illustrates this point.

He gave himself the essence blood of the Primordial Protoss and one hundred thousand spirit stones, in addition to the friendship of his comrades, there must be a reason for this.

He also wants to let go of himself, after all, he has a daughter.

"Hoo ......"

Furukawa, who was flying through the air, felt the coolness of the night breeze and sighed slightly.

The ancestor of the Gu family was placed under house arrest, and his cousin was killed again, and now the Gu family's spirit robbery is really real, and there are only four low realms left.

I can't mess around anymore.

Han'er ...... Being an ordinary Heart Lantern Monk and living for more than 200 years is not necessarily a bad thing.

In the great world, the path of cultivation will only become more difficult.

His talent is not as good as Yan'er, but it is better to turn back and take over some secular forces and run for the Gu family in mortal dust.

In case the Gu family collapses one day, as an ordinary mortal family, he may still be able to leave a trace of back for the Gu family.

In this way, the Gu family will always have a glimmer of life.

The previous premonition made Furukawa a little uneasy.

As a monk of Dajing, as a country with a high status as a divine master, he knows the existence of fate.

He himself is also very conflicted.

He's not a priest, he's just an ordinary monk.

The way of cultivation is to seize luck from heaven and pursue the destiny of heaven full of infinite possibilities.

In Dajing back then, the existence of the future that could not be predicted by others would be more valued.

They are the men of destiny.

Furukawa had never asked the Heavenly Master to calculate, and he didn't know whether he was unwilling or unwilling.

At this moment, while thinking, he had come to the mountain range where the Gu family's mansion was located.

Well, now there is no one to guard it, and the ancestor is not at home, so you can go to the Wanyue Valley and hire a few demon beasts to guard it.

Thinking like this in his heart, Furukawa didn't pay much attention to it.

Because the mountain range he chose was very close to the sect, there would hardly be any demon beasts. And in the sect, except for demon beasts, there is basically no danger.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Furukawa who flew in the air was stunned!

In front of him, not far away, on the gate of the ancient family's house, two red lanterns were lit.

"Why did you light the lantern?"

Furukawa frowned.

It's not a holiday, and it's not a New Year.

There is no need to light lanterns at all!

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Furukawa's heart, and he suddenly sped over!

Boom!

In front of the door of the house, the Furukawa that landed on the ground directly shattered the rocks!

Because, he could see what was burning in those two lanterns!

Inside the red lantern were the heads of two maids.

The human head was hollowed out of the Celestial Spirit Cover, filled with fresh fat, and ignited by a wick made of twisted hair.

The dim candle flame illuminated the pale faces of the dead, and the lanterns swayed in the night breeze, like something sobbing quietly in the darkness.

Furukawa's body suddenly began to tremble.

"No...... Won't ......"

His lips trembled, and he slammed open the courtyard door!

Rumble!

The thick blood was like a sticky mist that blew away. It's like a fishy wind of withdrawal.

At this moment, Furukawa was like opening an enchantment, releasing the blood stains that enveloped the entire courtyard.

In an instant, Furukawa's gray-white robe was directly stained with countless fine blood-red spots.

He staggered forward.

On both sides of the road, there are human heads that have been cut down and lit, covered with red lanterns.

On the ground, blood mixed with a rich aura, depicted a strange pattern that covered the entire courtyard.

Gu Yan's small body was naked, and he sat cross-legged like a lamb in the center of a scarlet human head.

She sat quietly, as if asleep, with an altar in her arms.

"Feast...... Feast ......"

The moment Furukawa saw her, his mind immediately exploded!

His mind went blank.

The ghost who was sitting cross-legged on the kidney water in his body fell violently, churning up a shocking tide!

The imbalance of kidney water shows that Furukawa at this moment is already real...... Emotions out of control!

Boom!

Walking in front of Gu Yan, Gu Chuan collapsed directly.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to hug Gu Yan, but his hand sank into her cold back.

Gu Chuan saw that Gu Yan's white and tender back had become a big hole.

It was as if something was breaking out from behind her.

All that remained of her internal organs was a little of her throat and intestines, as if it was the thing that crawled out of her body, pulling out the internal organs and eating them.

Boom!

At this moment, the jar that Gu Yan was holding in his stiff hands was knocked off and shattered on the ground!

Whoop -

Large patches of blood rolled out in a cloud of flesh.

After seeing it clearly, the aura on Furukawa's body suddenly dispersed, rushing into the sky, tearing apart all the lanterns and human heads around him!

Is that...... Gu Han's head was cut off with a knife!!

When Furukawa saw the dead face, he seemed to think of something!

"It's !! you"

"You did it!"

"I can smell it, there is the breath of the ancient soul!!"

Furukawa clung to the broken ancient banquet and let his daughter's unsupported head hang on his shoulder.

It's as if she's still alive.

Gu Chuan looked at Gu Han's miserable head in half, and looked at the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes.

"Good ......"

"Han'er is good, Yan'er is ......"

Furukawa stretched out his hand and scooped his son's head in his hand, trembling like chaff.

"Good ......"

His lips trembled, and his crowns chattered.

Among the corpses, there was no residual breath of souls.

At this moment, he can't feel the burning of his internal organs.

His heart was as cold as snow, and the water poured into his kidneys made him tremble all over.

His ears widened slightly, and his eyes were dark and gloomy.

The kidney water is out of control, and the ghosts are born together.

A faint black gas swirled around Furukawa.

He looked up suddenly, his eyes red as blood!

"You're dead!"

"Whoever you are!"

"Whoever you are, ah!!hhh

The terrible and hideous roar made the demon beasts in the mountains tremble and crawl to the ground.

Like a mountain ghost crying in the night.

......

In the mountains not far away, Sima Qing heard Gu Chuan's roar, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehe......"

"The Upper Realm has responded to my sacrifice. ”

"There really are gods......

"The Outer Dao Demon Seed turned out to be a bridge of communication with the Upper Realm. ”

Sima Qing smiled, laughing presumptuously and silently.

"One day, my name will be remembered. ”

"Whether it's notoriety or whatever. ”

"Su Gongzi ......"

"Hehe, dying for me is also serving the gods. ”

He slowly closed his mouth.

In the bright moonlight, between his teeth, in the middle of his throat, a fist-sized human face with a blood-red bead in its mouth lay quietly in his throat.

Sima Qing did not leave.

He looked at the Gu family in the distance, listening to the wail of a real person who was a spiritual tribulation, as if he had heard a moving piano music.