The rules of survival of the magic stick

The smile on the corner of Chu Minglan's mouth froze.

There seemed to be something extra in her eyes. Although this extra emotion only flashed for a moment, Gong Yifu still caught that moment, and he slowly narrowed his eyes. And the passing and obscure emotions made Gong Yifu feel a rare familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

And I've seen it more than once.

Gongyifu twirled his fingers lightly and secretly, still with the expressionless expression on his face, as if what he said just now was just an ordinary and ordinary sentence, his tone was still righteous, full of oath rights and revealing There was an indescribable horror, after he finished saying this, he stopped talking and continued to pour himself another cup of tea coldly with a paralyzed face, as if he was waiting for Chu Minglan's reaction .

Fortunately, Lan Fei only reacted after being stiff for a while, but facing this man with a paralyzed face who obviously didn't follow the routine, she seemed to be unable to smile, so she could only force a smile, which was still gentle Xiaojiabiyu's appearance is only a little more rigid.

She tried to continue this absurd conversation, her soft and gentle tone carried some majesty: "National teacher? It's inappropriate for you to say that. Do you still recognize that young man?"

Gongyifu smiled lightly: "Don't you know, Madam?"

Chu Minglan was a little out of breath at the corner of his mouth with a charming but undeniable black-bellied smile, and then she choked when she heard the words he said was directly planning to hit a straight ball, as if she understood This national teacher simply planned to make his words clear from the beginning, and the corners of his mouth that had been raised all the time were removed from his face.

She half-closed her eyes and raised her head slightly, showing a very haughty look. Chu Minglan, who had lost her smile, also became indifferent, and those pupils that were originally shining with smart and gentle light were also like that at this moment. It is generally frozen, but it reveals a little darkness and coldness.

"National teacher, why bother? Tang Su'an is already a person who deserves to die."

Gongyi Fu raised his eyes and looked at her: "Your Majesty finally dared to open the door to explain to the poor monk. What are you here for today?"

"What do you want to tell these poor monks? Or who asked you to tell some poor monks?" Gong Yifu's faint smile was bone-thirsty and cold, and it was only at this time that he really released his terrifying coercion , the deep black eyes can hardly shine a little bit of light, like a closed and rusty iron cage in the deep sea, just looking at each other, it seems that even the bone marrow will be frozen.

Chu Minglan's forehead began to ooze a little crystal sweat. She looked at the calm and staring person in front of her, and suddenly realized that she couldn't see Gongyi Fu at all. What I think in my heart at this moment.

This expectation is fundamentally different, or quite the opposite.

This man is too unpredictable, she has no idea what this man is going to do, or what he wants to ask, all she knows is that just looking at him, time seems to be frozen, as if her soul was nailed hard At one point, there was no way out.

"Mother, what do you want to tell some poor monks? Or, who wants you to tell some poor monks?"

Gongyifu asked the question just now again, but his tone was different from the first time, it suddenly became more serious, as if a heavy hammer had hit the heart, making Chu Minglan involuntarily feel a pang of neck pain. Terrible delusion to choke.

The surrounding air seemed to be distorted and compressed, and began to deform slowly. At this moment, the woman suddenly noticed that the eyes of the man on the opposite side were gradually and slowly turning into deep purple.

That kind of purple is different from violets in the sun, but like amethyst shining in the cold and cold abyss. It is extremely noble and elegant, with an overwhelming power to absorb people's souls, forever in the abyss that cannot be penetrated by sunlight. There was a beautiful and gorgeous light shining in it, which made people involuntarily frightened.

"You..." Lan Fei wanted to open her mouth to speak, but found that the air was so thin that it was difficult for her to speak no matter what, as if she would be strangled to death as long as she finished a complete sentence.

She stared at Gongyifu's purple pupils, and could only shake her head helplessly. The sweat on her forehead seeped more and more, gradually slid down her delicate face, and landed on the stone table with a "click".

It was like an incredible magic. At the moment when the beads of sweat fell, there was a crisp dripping sound, and the air pressure seemed to return to normal. At this time, the woman was like a swimmer who had been thrown on the beach to bask in the sun for a long time and then returned to the sea. Panting like a fish, she couldn't look directly at Gongyifu again, so she could only ask him with a trembling voice: "You, are you really a Buddha?"

Everyone in the world says, I Buddha is merciful.

Save all living beings, quell disasters, and bring golden light and auspiciousness to all these people.

That should be a very warm power, a power that can comfort everything, and it will never bring people extreme fear.

Gongyifu lowered his eyelashes, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded away, and he returned to his usual iceberg face. He didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process, and he didn't answer Chu Minglan's question. He just said: "My lady, die!" And resurrection is not easy."

"There's nothing good about squandering your life."

He picked up the already cold tea in his hand, the purple in his eyes slowly faded, and in just an instant, heaven and hell turned into a soft color. Looking at the cup of tea again, it was warm and radiating white warm breath.

Looking up, Gongyifu gulped it down. He turned his head and didn't look at Chu Minglan. He was afraid that she must have paid a heavy price if she came back from the dead. She refused to say, this is normal, but no matter what Gongyifu would try his best to find out, since they finally took the initiative to find him, how could they give up this precious opportunity?

That last sentence was the most effective and most dignified warning to Chu Minglan.

Looking at the woman again, she obviously understood the meaning of Gongyifu's words, she just swallowed lightly, then stood up slowly, and sighed.

"National Teacher, it's the little girl who disturbed your purity, I hope you don't blame me."

She repeated what she said when she came here, her eyes were always drifting away, and then she seemed to want to open her mouth to say something, and finally swallowed all the words in her mouth, but said one last sentence: "Little girl, leave first .”

"National Teacher, please remember that Tang Su'an should have died a long time ago. He is not worthy and should not be treated like this by you." She seemed to have seen through something, and her tone of voice was different from before.