Who calls this thing a god?

The light of the blade is dazzling, and the dust flies away.

Gu Buming coughed heavily amidst the flying debris, and stood disheveled in front of the already tattered clothes.

He watched helplessly that the resurrection bureau with the god bones as its eyes lost its spiritual power supply, and gradually became darker, his face was as ugly and ashamed as if he was dead.

He gritted his teeth, his body swayed, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

The eyes that had always been alienated and aloof were suddenly bloodshot, looking ferocious and crazy.

The will-o'-the-wisps and the cloaked ghosts were still fighting, but the entire mountain was shrouded in unprovoked silence.

Gu Buming bent down inch by inch, covered his face with one hand, and suddenly laughed out loud, too anxious and heavy, coughing uncontrollably, a bit mad.

His voice was hoarse as if he was cursing, and he said word by word: "God Kuanyou, you are really cruel."

"It's fine if Priest Shen's tomb is destroyed, you don't even want your own god bones!"

Qi You stood there in a daze holding the tricky blade of shattered light, he didn't make a sound, the pain in his chest was as if the flesh and blood were rubbed to pieces, it was worse than when the bone was taken back then.

Just standing there is like being cut by a knife.

At this time, he can still think blankly: No, you reversed the relationship between the front and the back.

In a daze, he remembered that Shen Hegui died in the world back then, not even a body was left behind, and there was not a decent place to bury him.

Fortunately, Shen Xuan still remembered such a tough and unlucky apprentice, who desperately dug a clothes grave in this unlucky place.

Shen Hegui's clothes are buried, and the bones of the God of Resentment are hidden.

Now there are no more tombs with rotten clothes and broken bones.

The last trace of Shen Hegui's existence in this world was erased.

Shen Hegui is really... gone.

The most ridiculous thing is that this situation was caused by him alone.

It really complied with the wishes of the people of the world.

Qi You had a pain in his chest, his breathing was full of bloody smell, his eyes were dizzy, a wave of heat rushed to his head, and there was a sharp sound in his ears again.

Gu Buming was relentless, he didn't want others to feel better when he was suffering, he looked at him with hatred in his eyes and said, "Priest Shen took you in for half your life, and you didn't even give him a place to stay!?"

"You hate him that much?"

His words were sharp and mean, piercing people's hearts unceremoniously like a knife, full of blood and fragments.

Qiyou clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips were white and trembling, his nails were firmly stuck into his flesh, every breath was bound with extreme cold, wrapping around his internal organs.

He wanted to say no, he never hated.

Shen Hegui is his elder brother and mentor, how could he hate him...

But just like the God of Resentment appeared thousands of years ago, everyone in the world subjectively believes that this fierce god harbored resentment and killed Suyou Zongshan master and suzerain successively. Whole body.

Facing all kinds of gossip, suspicion and rejection, Qi You couldn't explain it.

Even if it is explained, no one will believe it.

In the eyes of the world, there will never be room for a prayer, he will always be, and can only be, the god of resentment who turns his hand to embrace blessings and overturns disasters.

In Nan Ke's dream, suddenly a pair of warm and dry hands silently stretched out from behind and covered Qi You's ears. The man's chest was broad and hot, which just properly dispelled the cold air in his body.

He lowered his head halfway, and said softly beside his hand covering Qiyou's ears: "Don't listen to him. I'm here."

He said "I am here" but the meaning included such reassuring words as "don't be afraid", "don't worry", or "I am in everything".

His voice was too soft, and the warm air flowed over Qiyou's side, making it itchy.

These words did not ring in Qiyou's ears, but instead flowed into his heart.

The aroma of burning bamboo and flowers lingered on the tip of his nose, and Qiyou unconsciously let go of his right hand that was holding the handle of the knife tightly, and raised his arm to hold the wrist of the person behind him.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but it seems like thousands of generations have passed.

He said, "Lu Chan?"

The person behind kissed the tip of his hair and replied softly, "It's me."

"……Um."

Gu Buming stared at this man and the sky-high flames he was carrying in amazement.

Those who were swept by the fire of karma, whether it was the ghost fire of the Hunying Temple or the cloaked ghost of Chengu Mountain, were completely burned, leaving no scum.

Every movement of this person is slow and unhurried, like a bounty hunter who is bound to win in a hunt, leisurely playing with the prey in the game.

He raised his eyes slowly, but those dark eyes were now the color of a burning phoenix, which was so hot that it made one's heart palpitate.

Lu Chan said to Gu Buming:

"You take this sentence back, and I will spare your whole body."

Gu Buming: "..."

May I take the liberty to ask which sentence it is?I have said a lot.

He can still be proud and arrogant to the disqualified gods, but he really dare not have the slightest temper when facing the Feng clan, the king of birds.

Qiyou pulled off Lu Chan's hand covering his ears, and without turning his head, he said, "He wants to revive Suyouzong's suzerain, and I have already destroyed the eyes of the array."

"En." Lu Chan responded, and said in a tone of praise: "Thank you for your hard work, you did a great job."

That's what he said, but Qiyou always felt that the person behind him was gnashing his teeth, which made people feel chills down the spine.

I don't know which word of Qiyou's words hit Gu Buming's pain, he directly ignored Lu Chan, his eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "What is it to destroy the formation, can you deal with yourself?"

At first, Qiyou didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, until Gu Buming grabbed the whistle hanging around his neck, put it to his lips and blew it for a long time.

The voice was quite sharp, like the cry of a crow, piercing through people's minds, shaking people's eardrums with pain.

He immediately understood that Gu Buming was summoning the handicraft of the God of Resentment who was halfway up the mountain.

...but it has turned to ashes.

It can't be scattered anymore.

Gu Buming blew three times in a row, his face getting uglier and more unstoppable each time.

He should have also realized what was going on, slammed the whistle, and said viciously: "Okay, good job, Kuan Youshen, you are good-"

Qi You didn't answer, he didn't know if Shen Hegui hadn't lost his soul, would he also set up a resurrection scheme like Gu Buming to call back the soul of the person he thought of.

After thinking about it, he thinks probably not.

Shen Hegui would not want common people to exchange his life.

That's not Shen Hegui.

After reading this, Qi You quietly glanced at Lu Chan behind him.

Unable to tell what it was like, he sighed quietly in his heart.

They will be taken away for "paying off debts" when they return from this trip.

He turned around as if nothing had happened, but he didn't see Lu Chan's eyes nailed to his back like a shadow.

Gu Buming stood at the original position of the formation, tore off the rattling gold-embroidered black cloak and threw it aside, revealing a neat and beautiful suit.

He said: "If you destroy my god and destroy my formation, then there is nothing I can do! What I want to do-no one can stop me!! If there is no formation, my mother will make it myself !!"

As soon as the words fell, flames soared into the sky from under his feet!

All of a sudden, he was on par with Lu Chan's karma!

Lu Chan took the first step to block Qiyou in front of him, but the grudge-eating monster was not so lucky. Part of its scales were directly baked brittle by the flames, making it scream uncontrollably.

"This grandson is crazy!" the grudge-eating monster cursed.

Qiyou's face was also a little ugly, he grabbed Lu Chan's clothes and said, "Is he going to forcibly activate the resurrection game?"

Lu Chan looked at Gu Buming's incessant spiritual flow, and said in a strange tone, "...No."

Qiyou: "?"

What is he doing then? ...*** to add to the fun?

Lu Chan frowned and looked at it for a while, and finally said, "He is in Nirvana."

Qiyou: "???"

It stands to reason that only Phoenix can achieve Nirvana, and this is the first time he has heard of Qingluan's Nirvana.

Gu Buming was obsessed with the karmic fire of spiritual flow, he stood at the front of the formation, his back was straight, and there was a faint shadow of Mr. Fu Shu.

"The green luan can become a phoenix after nirvana—"

He glanced at the two in front of him with a smile, and looked into the distance with his eyes, looking at the faint green hills and raging flames, as if he saw someone who had passed away.

Gu Buming lowered his voice, as if he was speaking to Lu and Qi, but also as if he was deceiving himself:

"Chengfeng... can do anything."

Fenghuang Benfeng turned his head, frowned and said to Qiyou: "Who did he listen to?"

Qi You: "..." What does it mean to be beaten in the face by strength, that's it.

He was silent for a while, then shook his head honestly.

"Dream it."

The resentment-eating monster stood aside and stared blankly, the seven eyes on its tail opened wide at the same time.

Seeing Gu Buming standing there acting as a beautiful turkey alone, the master Qiyou still didn't move.

He is neither good nor evil, he neither wants to save the Ninth Game, nor does he want to talk to Gu Buming, if it wasn't for this person who killed Shengu Mountain and broke his bones, he wouldn't even give him a look, let alone take part in it This kind of old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

The same is true for Lu Chan, but he holds grudges.

It can be called the No.1 of the Nine Bureaus.

How many brain fragments did he have to eat to let Gu Buming continue dancing in front of him?

Lu Chan's eyes were burning red, and he said with a half-smile, "Oh... Qingluan will eventually become a phoenix after nirvana, right?"

Gu Buming: "..."

He looked at the flirtatious man in front of him expressionlessly.

"Thank you little comrade."

As soon as Lu Chan finished speaking, he drew his knife out of its sheath and pointed it at Gu Buming's throat!

Gu Buming absorbed the spiritual flow of Shengu Mountain without restraint, and immediately turned his palms into claws to fight him.

Lu Chan's way is darker and faster than Qiyou's, and he keeps his head down everywhere quietly, as if deliberately teasing him, and misses his life every time, but still seems to be able to handle it with ease.

At this time, he smiled half-smile, and said mockingly: "Then do you know what I am?"

"A small student with no talent, a red flame and a golden phoenix."

"You have to work hard."

Gu Buming: "..."

Damn, racial advantage is amazing! ?

He couldn't bear it anymore, touched the void beside him, forcibly tore open a crack, and pulled out a sharp sword from it.

That is the sword of the suzerain suzerain, Mr. Fu Shu.

no woo.