Old state

Zhou Yi passed by the door as if he was just wandering around, and showed a harmless smile to the nervous and thoughtful people in the room: "I'm really sorry, did I bother you?"

Guixu's face turned cold, obviously he remembered the relationship between the person behind him and the person at the door, and asked bluntly: "Since you know you're sorry, why don't you leave quickly?"

Zhou Yi was unmoved at all, still smiling: "Excuse me, I'm here to find my friend."

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Zigui: "Will you come with me?"

In fact, Yang Zigui has nothing to do with him. Hanba and Pingyi are friends who grew up together and have been friends for many years. Yang Zigui and Zhou Yi are just two not unfamiliar names that exist in each other's ears.

But now Yang Zigui is surrounded by endless confusion, he clearly knows what is the truth.But such a cruel fact made him lose his ability to think.He didn't know what to do, because the world was no longer the Kyushu he thought, his patriarch was no longer the patriarch he thought he was, and even himself was not the self he thought he was.

How absurd the world is.Let him just want to escape.He discussed with Ping Yi, temporarily hid in his body, and gave up all communication with the outside world.

He also missed his patriarch's retention of him.

Faced with Chi You's invitation, Ping Yi of course agreed without hesitation.

He stretched out his hand, and pulled away Gui Xu's hand that was tightly holding onto his sleeve.

Guixu felt his smooth sleeves brushing against the back of his hands, like the softest satin in the world.

Also like the deadliest sharp knife in the world.

His right hand convulsed a few times, and he stretched out suddenly, grabbing the person who walked in front.

Just like when he was young, every time he went out with his uncle, he would pull his uncle's sleeve like this.

Ping Yi felt it, but there was no fluctuation.

It was Yang Zigui who grew up with him, and it was Yang Zigui who respected and loved him as a patriarch.As for Ping Yi, she did have a slight liking for him, she felt that this person was quite cute, and she was willing to obey his words within a certain limit.

But this does not mean that Ping Yi is willing to abandon his old friend for many years and choose him.

Ping Yi naturally ignored him.

From Guixu's point of view, this is undoubtedly a signal of extreme anger and wanting to get rid of him.

Guixu was in a panic. For such a long time, he had always placed this person in a special place in his heart, and that place was even more important than himself.He couldn't accept the days without Yang Zigui, and couldn't accept the slight possibility that Yang Zigui would never see him again—you know, Yang Zigui, who is the soul of the demon god, and Guixu whose body and body have been completely remodeled are the same. Truly immortal, live the same life as the heaven and the earth.

Never see each other again.

Guixu was immersed in his own grief, and watched that figure helplessly, taking one step, two steps, three steps... until he disappeared.

Guixu's original black eyes gradually became lighter, and finally turned into a light gray.The gray is extremely thin, like a mist that will dissipate when the wind blows.

But the fog-like gray set off Gui Xu's exquisite face, which was all the more beautiful, making it more noble and more evil and ethereal.

Faced with such an astonishing change, old man Wei and the group behind him remained silent.

They originally wanted to keep Zhou Yi, after all, he was one of Tiandao's generals, if they could kill him, it would only be good for what they were going to do in the future.Helplessly, the sum of them is not enough for a finger, and Guixu, the only one who has the strength to fight, is still focusing all his attention on Yang Zigui...

If it is not appropriate to stay next week, then it is better for Yang Zigui to leave. If he stays, not only will he not be able to refine and join the battle, but it may be detrimental to future plans.Now that Yang Zigui followed Zhou Yi, it would be easy to deal with Guixu.

The old man in the head and the old man surnamed Wei looked at each other, and they both saw the calculation in the eyes of the opposite person.However, before they put these calculations into practice, they saw the change in the color of Guixu's eyes.

Old man Wei frowned, remembering that this is the second mutation of the man who gathers the power of the world, as long as the light gray pupils turn back to black, he can command the world, and he is unparalleled in the world, no one can match him.This is not only strength, but also the luck bestowed by the world.

He must be killed before he has reached the final evolution.

There was a flash of killing intent in old man Wei's eyes, but Guixu's eyes turned back to black at an extremely fast speed.

You're done.

At the end of the day.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he felt a chill on his neck, as if he was flying, but he saw a person who was very similar to him standing there - it turned out that he was directly shot by Guixu with a wave of his sleeves. Beheaded.

The next few people were not spared.After Guixu beheaded them, he waved his sleeves and smashed their hearts.This is the real eradication of weeds and roots. Otherwise, with the skills of these few people, they would still be alive even if their heads were severed.

Only the last Zihui was left behind by him.

The little monk still looked calm and composed.

Guixu looked at him and smiled, "You, go and help me with something."

"Hang those people on the top of Wuhui Mountain, and wait for him to come find him."

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