The whole world is taking my CP wrong

Gu Zhaohong hasn't spoken much since he got on the city wall. Even if the wind and the sky turn upside down, his expression is still calm, showing neither emotion nor anger.

It was him like this that made Zhu Xin hate him to the bone.

However, some people wondered: "But didn't Leader Ling and Master Rujing come out to investigate just now?..."

Someone next to him thought about it for a while? Hey, did he seem to understand something? He whispered, "Just now, have you ever heard Leader Ling and Master Rujing admit this? These zombies are wearing exactly the clothes of Feng Qiding ?”

As soon as he said it, everyone thought about it carefully, and it was only then that they suddenly realized.

Just now when Ling Qiufeng and Master Rujing returned to the Wulin League from outside, they just looked solemn, sighed, and said something confused, but they really didn't name them?!Even... the word "confused", who is it referring to?

The next moment they thought about it, Master Rujing bowed to Amitabha Buddha: "Master Zhu, you are too confused."

In desperation, Zhu Xin smiled suddenly: "It turns out that Leader Ling and Master Rujing are also accompanying Mr. Linfeng to perform this big show together."

Master Rujing's eyes are not big, even a little small. From a distance, it is hard to tell whether he is open or closed, but it adds to his mystery. He said: "This is a big show, bamboo Jian Lou Er started acting 30 years ago, right?"

Played a mediocre talent for 30 or 30 years, and played a low profile for [-] or [-] years.

"Master Rujing? That's a mistake."

Gu Zhaohong said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him.

Gu Zhaohong stretched out his hand and lightly fiddled with the silver sword that was shining in front of him with two fingers, and said calmly, "This? This scene, Zhu Jian Lou Yuan has been performing since 80 years ago."

80 years ago? !

Wouldn't that be... the battle with the Blood Moon Cave? !

Everyone unexpectedly thought of that weird dream... so it turned out to be real? !

Jin Ziwan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, pretending to be generous: "Although Leader Zhu didn't give Feng Qidian a chance to defend himself, I am willing to give Leader Zhu a chance."

He stepped on the ground, flew down the city wall, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, he broke a stiff neck with one hand, and flew up again with that stiff corpse.

Everyone: "..."

Was this Jin Duzhu, who was so windy, just... broke his neck with his bare hands, and his body was stiff? !

Listening to Qiu Yu on the side was also surprised, but then he realized something was wrong. Jin Ziwan broke the neck of the zombie, but there was no purple-black blood gushing out from the zombie.So he carefully stared at the broken part of the stiff neck, his eyes were sore, and finally found a small piece of black... thread?

But apart from him, no one noticed this kind of detail at this juncture.

Jin Ziwan let go of his hand, and the headless corpse fell to the feet of everyone with a plop. He reached out and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands in disgust, and said in a slow voice: "If anyone wants to , you can come over and search this? Rigid body."

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while, a person who was beyond Jin Ziwan's expectation stepped forward——Zhang Xingyuan.

Zhang Xingyuan's mood is very complicated now, he doesn't know who to trust, in this case, he is more willing to trust himself.

Jin Ziwan casually made a gesture of please.

Enduring his nausea, Zhang Xingyuan rummaged through the corpse for a while. When he touched the front of the corpse, he seemed to have touched something. He reached in and took out a handkerchief. .

The veil was stained with some blood, Zhang Xingyuan unfolded the veil with a stiff expression.

The sharp-eyed person standing next to Zhang Xingyuan was startled when he saw the embroidery pattern on the handkerchief.

——This is clearly Zhu Xin's handkerchief!Zhuxin's iconic pattern is embroidered on the top!

It turned out that the devil who would not hesitate to make people into zombified monsters in order to practice evil skills was never Ren Yansheng, but Zhuhe!

And his grandson, Zhu Xin, is also repeating his steps!

If this is the case, Ren Yansheng and the three thousand disciples who were destroyed in the Blood Moon Cave... He, Qi, Wu, Gu!

Under the shocked or angry eyes of everyone, Zhu Xin's restless and angry heart instantly calmed down.

He smiled slightly: "Compared to Gu Shaoxia, I'm still one move after all." After speaking, he mobilized his inner strength with both hands, and with a seemingly random wave, he swept most of the people under the city wall with his palm !

Even Jin Ziwan and Huo Qi couldn't resist the turbulent internal force in that palm, and they were swept away!It's just that they have relatively high martial arts after all, and they quickly gained a firm footing after being swept away, while the others with insufficient internal strength were even swept away a few dozen feet away!

Standing on the highest point of the city wall, Zhu Xin looked down on all sentient beings. He suddenly realized that maybe he had been wrong for the first half of his life.

He shouldn't? Go after the so-called martial arts leader, in order to be? What? The leader of the righteous way puts on a layer of hypocrite skin for 40 years.

He should? To be a murderous devil, even if he is not revered by thousands of people, what difference does it make if he can be feared by all living beings?

But at this moment, on the towering city wall? Except for Zhu Xin, only Gu Zhaohong was left standing upright, like a mountain like a pine, majestic and motionless.

Zhu Xin squinted his eyes slightly: "What is your martial arts? It's really unfathomable."

Gu Zhaohong said: "The leader of the Bamboo Alliance is overwhelmed."

At such a moment, he was still gentle and polite, because he didn't pay attention to the disheveled man in front of him at all.

Zhu Xin chuckled: "This? How do you know everything?"

Gu Zhaohong asked back: "What does the leader of the bamboo alliance refer to?"

Zhu Xin opened his arms, looking crazy, and no longer concealed his madness and ambition: "What my grandfather did and what I did——"

Gu Zhaohong interrupted him, and every word was resounding: "Your grandfather Zhuhe is unkind and unrighteous. It is inhumane to go crazy and kill people like hemp to practice internal skills; it is unrighteous to frame Ren Yansheng, the benefactor who saved his life; your bamboo heart is talented. Insufficient, ambitious, and not following the right path, in the end it is just—”

Zhu Xin sneered and waited for him to use some words to describe herself, but she never expected that Gu Zhaohong's lips touched, and he uttered four words that he didn't expect: "—wishful thinking."

wishful thinking.

wishful thinking? !

Zhu Xin's face was almost distorted. If Gu Zhaohong said that he was extremely vicious, he wouldn't know it? How, even if he was said to be extremely stupid, he wouldn't? How, but only these? Four words have already become his nightmare!

Zhu Xin let out a "ho ho" sound from his throat, to a certain extent, it overlapped with those roaring zombies outside the city for a moment, and then roared loudly: "Fantasy... Wishful thinking... Zhu Zier dare !! So what if I did it? Now that I have practiced? I have reached the eighth level of the Non-Heart Sutra, who can stop me?!"

He poured [-]% of his internal strength with one palm, and slapped Gu Zhaohong straight!

Gu Zhaohong didn't receive the palm, and moved slightly from the east side of the city wall where he was just now to the west side in an instant, and the east side of the original city wall suddenly "bang", white smoke rose, and waited for the white smoke to disperse , The place that was just bricks and tiles has now been smashed into crumbs!

Zhu Xin seemed to have been possessed by a demon, her eyes were red, and her hair was fluttering in the wind at some point: "The city gate is about to fall, and all of you will not escape the hands of the dead body! If you kneel down and beg me now, I will consider Let me wait for the rest of my life—"

"Leader Zhu, why don't you lower your head and take a look at your zombie army," Gu Zhaohong said calmly, "See why they haven't attacked the city yet."

Zhu Xin was taken aback by what he said, and subconsciously looked down.

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Who else remembers this foreshadowing!

Zhuxin's handkerchief!