One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

The dream is very real.

It was so real that she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream for a moment.

She only saw Gu Junchao's body hanging high.

There are many wounds on the body.

There was even a bloody hole in the abdomen.

She just stood there, looking up at Gu Junchao who was hung up and died.

until midnight.

She woke up suddenly from the bed.

"Junior Sister Gui Ning, wake up, we should go down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits!" She was already familiar with the words and couldn't be more familiar with them.

This made Meng Gui, who had always been indifferent, panic.

Although she felt that she had already adapted to reincarnation.

But she prefers the lazy life before to follow the plot.

She went back to the days when she would be beaten back if she didn't follow the plot.

Day after day, year after year.

She tried her best to walk through the plots that she had gone through hundreds of times.

This annoyed her even more.

Even if she committed suicide.

Open your eyes again, and you will go back to March [-]th.

Meng Guiwen opened his eyes again, looking at the familiar picture and listening to the familiar words.

She sighed.

"Want to go back?" Lin Yue, who was arranging Meng Guiwen's clothes, suddenly looked at Meng Guiwen expressionlessly.

This made Meng Guiyi startled.

She looked at Lin Yue in surprise.

"Do you want to go back to the timeline where you don't need reincarnation even if you don't go through the plot?" Lin Yue asked again.

This time it was no longer Lin Yue's voice, but a somewhat ethereal voice.

The sound seemed to come from the void, from a distant place.

But it seemed very close, and the close one was in her heart.

"Want to go back? Then please at least guarantee that the two protagonists in the book will not die for no reason. You only have one chance, please cherish it."

That voice seemed to know what Meng Guiwen was thinking.

When Meng Guiwen wanted to ask again.

She seemed to have fallen from a height suddenly.

That sense of weightlessness frightened her.

When she opened her eyes again, it was the room of the Hai'an Country Taiqingmen Inn.

As soon as she woke up, she heard the voice of the Broken Cloud Fan: "What happened to you just now? It's as if your soul has left your body. I can't feel your soul at all."

Meng Guiwen looked at the sky, it was almost dark.

She didn't answer what Broken Cloud Fan said.

It was less than two hours before midnight.

Gu Junchao is in danger.

Meng Guiwen knew where Gu Junchao was.

She clearly remembered the scene in the dream.

It was that huge red coral.

She put on her coat and made mudras with her hands.

Quickly rushed out.

Even the disciples of the passing Taiqingmen station didn't see it.

It just felt like a gust of wind was blowing.

-

At this time, Gu Junchao was tied up and had injuries all over his body.

The other party is a monk in the golden core stage.

And the other party seems to be a casual cultivator.

He was dressed in black, and his black hair was partly tied up.

A look of indifference.

"I don't know, but to kill me, a beginner in Qi training, I need to invite a famous killer." Gu Junchao recognized the man in front of him.

The head of the killer world, Long Shu.

"Well, if you don't invite me, I can't kill you." Long Shu chuckled.

When he received the request, he found out that the other party was from the Taiqing Sect, so he sent two monks from the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.

As a result, three days passed and there was no news.

He can only come in person.

The result he got surprised him a little.

A young man who had started practicing qi actually killed two Dzogchen monks in the foundation building stage.

This surprised Long Shu.

When he saw who this boy was, he was not surprised at all.

He has seen this boy.

Since he was here, the child must be there too.

"Young man, are you interested in betting with me?" Long Shu looked at Gu Junchao with great interest.

"What are you betting on?" Gu Junchao couldn't move at all, but his face was indifferent.

"Just bet on whether someone will come to rescue you, such as the little girl who cares more about you, the one named Meng Guiyi." Long Shu sat on the chair, his slender legs crossed, and his dark eyes were full of love. interest.

When Gu Junchao heard that Long Shu actually knew about Meng Guiyi, his eyes instantly turned cold.

"You know quite a lot, but sorry, I don't want to bet." Gu Junchao refused.

Whether he was worried that Meng Guiwen would be in danger, or that Meng Guiwen would not come at all.

Even he himself doesn't know.

"Of course, I am a killer, and I have everyone's information. After all, my praise rate has always been perfect." Long Shu touched the storage ring with his hand, and a cup of hot tea appeared in his hand.

"Are you sure you don't want to gamble? If she comes, I will let you go. If she doesn't come, I will kill you and hang you on that beautiful red coral. What do you think?"

As Long Shu said, he looked up at the dilapidated palace and the beautiful and huge red coral in front of him.

"Kill if you want, don't talk nonsense." Gu Junchao knew that even if Meng Guiyi came, he couldn't save him.

On the contrary, Meng Guiwen would be involved.

Everyone knows Long Shu's reputation.

As long as he took on the assassination mission, he never failed.

So, let yourself go.

That is impossible.

Long Shu did not expect Gu Junchao to be so forthright.

I have killed many people before.

I have killed good people, and I have killed bad people.

He has killed those with lower cultivation bases than him, and also killed those with higher cultivation bases than him.

But no matter what kind of person, before he dies, he will be full of ugly appearances.

Beg yourself to let them live.

No matter what kind of treasure, no matter how much money it is.

It will be doubled to him.

pity.

He is not interested in money.

"In that case, don't regret it." Long Shu put down the teacup in his hand.

A pitch-black sword instantly appeared in front of Gu Junchao.

This is Long Shu's saber.

I heard that this black sword can shatter other people's dantian, and it cannot be cured.

Even if that person escapes by chance, he will only die slowly due to excessive bleeding.

That would only make it more painful and tormenting.

Following Long Shu's movements, the black sword stabbed at Gu Junchao.

Gu Junchao also closed his eyes.

This time, he is inferior to others.

It can only stop here.

No matter how much unwillingness there is in my heart, I can only say that I am too rash.

-

When Meng Guiyi arrived, he saw that Gu Junchao was still alive from a distance, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

When she saw the person sitting across from her, surprise flashed in her eyes.

Just before she could take a breath.

I saw the Lingling sword in Long Shu's hand stabbing towards Gu Junchao.

She felt anxious, but the Broken Cloud Fan in her hand flew over before her.

At the critical moment, he blocked Long Shu's spirit-stealing sword.

When the fan appeared.

Not only Gu Junchao who was rescued was shocked, but Long Shu was also shocked.

Both of them recognized whose weapon it was.

A swordsman contracted a fan as his natal weapon.

It's hard not to know.

Meng Guiwen fell from a height, her footsteps were light, without making any sound.

There was only one silver bell jingle.

"If you want to kill my disciple of the Taiqing Sect, will you be able to bear the anger of the Taiqing Sect?" Meng Guiyi reached out and took the Broken Cloud Fan, and with a slight twist, the Lingling Sword flew out.

The Lingling Sword circled around and flew back in front of Long Shu.

Meng Guiyi withdrew his hand and opened the fan with a snap.

These two really never forget their original intentions.

Gu Junchao was beaten half to death by Long Shu again.

Although she really can't beat Long Shu with her current cultivation base.

But she has the Broken Cloud Fan.

How to put it, this fan is barely considered a semi-magic weapon.

It should be able to save Gu Junchao...