Legend of the Gu Demon

Black eyes, deep and dark,

Ningchen propped up his face with his hands, his eyes darkened slightly, and he tapped his index finger lightly on the table.

The clear sound in this rather silent bamboo building only became a little clearer.

Ningchuan carefully looked at Ningchen at this moment. This look in Ningchuan's eyes was undoubtedly a sign of suppressed anger.

However, Ningchen was not at all angry in his heart, but there was still a hint of displeasure.

"This Haoyu is really a lunatic. He even killed Yilian Yihe. He really destroyed a chess piece in my hand!"

Ningchen felt a little bit unhappy in his heart. After all, Yilian died before all the benefits were used up.

As for the reason why Haoyu killed Yilian, Ningchen knew it clearly in his heart.

A girl like Haoyu who loves Ningchen extremely cannot stand anyone of the same age next to Ningchen.

Although Yi Lian is Ning Chen's domestic slave, she is also responsible for his daily life. The significance in Hao Yu's eyes is naturally very important.

Haoyu naturally killed her, but Yihe probably did it conveniently, too.

Furthermore, as a Gu master, Haoyu had no fault at all for killing a few slaves. Even if the slave was from Ningchen, he could only give him a few words of verbal education.

So Ningchen doesn't plan to publicize this matter in a big way. It's better to swallow it in his stomach. You and I know it well.

"Since you made me lose a chess piece, I have no choice but to squeeze more benefits from you."

Ningchen chuckled, which calmed Ningchuan's worried heart, and he also smiled.

"Brother, I have a second-class qualification. The school elder and Gu Yue clan leader think highly of me. It seems that they even asked that Qingshu to give me the wine bug."

"I don't know who Qingshu is, but this wine bug is really powerful!"

"Now I'm almost at the intermediate level!"

Ningchuan talked endlessly, sharing what he had seen and heard in the school.

And Ningchen didn't feel irritated and just listened slightly.

"Hahaha, Qingshu has probably reached his second rank now!"

"Qingshu was my former classmate, and now he is the adopted son of the Gu Yue clan leader. He also has a second-class qualification."

Ningchen chuckled after hearing this, but his smile was filled with emotion.

"Oh~ What is your current level of cultivation, brother?"

"As for me, I'm still in the second level of the beginner level, and I'm about to reach the second level of the intermediate level."

Ningchen looked at Ningchuan who was quite curious and leisurely told him about his current cultivation level.

"I'm in the second rank. Brother is indeed a big brother! When can I reach the second rank!"

"Hahaha, it will come one day!"

Ningchuan's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy and yearning, while Ningchen chuckled and encouraged softly,

"By the way, Ningchuan, I have a small light Gu that I don't need. I'll give it to you."

"That was my second choice of Gu in the school. It can double the power of Moonlight Gu."

Ningchuan looked at the small light Gu handed over by Ningchen, feeling very grateful and took it.

"Thank you, brother. For my second Gu worm, I want to choose a defensive Gu worm or a mobile Gu worm. Brother, do you have any recommendations?"

"I don't recommend it. The first-level Gu worm is relatively ineffective. At this stage, most of the combat power still comes from melee physical skills. You might as well choose a mobile Gu worm to practice your physical skills."

"Moreover, I hope you will make your own choice no matter what. We will ultimately rely on ourselves in the future."

"Okay, I get it."

After hearing Ningchen's words, Ningchuan suddenly understood and suddenly became enlightened.

Burning clouds reflect the sky, half curtain of starry night,

After Ningchen and Ningchuan had dinner, they prepared to return to his tree house.

After all, I'm used to staying in a tree house, and I actually like the quiet and quiet environment.

"Brother, walk slowly!"

"Well, let's go back."

Ningchen walked out of the bamboo building leisurely, turned around and smiled softly at Ningchuan who said goodbye to him.

Fading further and further away, Ningchen's figure became thinner and thinner in Ningchuan's eyes, and disappeared at the corner of the street.

Ningchen picked up the wine gourd on his waist and took a sip. It was extremely satisfying.

Suddenly, dozens of figures, old and young, crowded at the door of a bamboo house. The descendants rushed forward, fearing that they would not be able to see in front of them.

This rather strange scenery naturally broke into Ningchen's dark eyes, and naturally aroused some doubts.

"It's almost night, why are so many people gathered here? What are they watching?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what they look at. I'd better go back to the tree house early."

Ningchen passed by the crowd, walking step by step, just glanced at it and stopped looking.

He is not prone to joy, anger, sorrow or joy by nature, and naturally he has no interest in the fun they join in.

"Tutu, you are really lucky to meet such a genius!"

"Hahahahahahaha, Fang Yuan, you are really a genius!"

"In that case, I might as well sing another song for you all to listen to."

"The famous poem "The Road Is Difficult""

“Golden bottles of wine cost ten thousand coins, and jade dishes cost ten thousand coins.

Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, I can't eat. I draw my sword and look around at a loss.

If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.

When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly took a boat and dreamed of the sun.

Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, so hang up your sails and sail across the sea! "

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"What a saying, 'There will be strong winds and waves, and you will hang your sails directly across the sea'!"

Ningchen's figure suddenly stopped as he was walking away. It was because of his extraordinary hearing that he heard some poems that did not belong to this world.

"Hahaha, "It's Hard to Travel", what a good "It's Hard to Travel"! "

Ningchen laughed softly, the meaning of his laughter was unclear, and he turned around and walked towards the crowd, as if to verify his thoughts.

The crowds of people came and went, and only then could he see the scene.

A middle-aged couple's faces were full of pride, and their eyes were all very gentle. They looked at the boy in the middle of them.

The boy in the middle had vulgar features and a light smile on his face. Although he could not be called handsome, his every move revealed a touch of youthful frivolity!

In a corner that no one noticed, behind the wall, a small figure half appeared, but the envy and yearning on his face could be clearly seen.

Ning Chen saw this, and his smile remained the same, but he laughed even more happily,

"Hahahahahahahaha, Fang Yuan is indeed you!"

"At this time, you have not yet been reborn, and your heart is full of expectations for the future, but these expectations, this pride, this frivolity will all collapse in that night!"

"And what I am looking forward to is that in the future, you will activate the Spring and Autumn Cicada, carrying five hundred years to come to This."

"Only then can you be called a devil!"

Ning Chen laughed in his heart, with both expectation and ridicule, both for himself and for Fang Yuan at this moment,

Pa~Pa~Pa~

Ning Chen smiled and clapped his hands lightly, which naturally attracted Fang Yuan's attention,

And Ning Chen was not afraid at all, and looked at Fang Yuan quietly,

The four eyes met, black eyes,

But at this moment, Fang Yuan's eyes were missing something, and something more,

less deep devilishness, more stupid arrogance......