After being dressed as green tea cannon fodder, I captured the hero

Gu Xingge retorted subconsciously, "Little Master Uncle is different from Gu Jian..."

"Oh, really?" Aokiji interrupted him before he finished speaking, "If that's the case, then why do you still hesitate and be afraid, and even want me to help you hide the fact that you have the blood of the Demon Lord? ?”

Gu Xingge opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

Qingzhi smiled, and there was sarcasm in the laughter, but who could say clearly whether the taunt was aimed at Gu Xingge or himself, "Xingge, what you said to me just now, I will give back to you now." You, you can deny me, and you can deny yourself, but can you deny your own heart?"

Gu Xing singer held the wine bottle, rubbed his thumb back and forth on the bottle, his half-covered eyebrows blocked his sight, so he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, raised his head and took a big sip of wine. The sip was too big, the part that could not be drunk into his mouth slipped down the corner of his mouth to his neck, and finally landed on the skirt of his clothes along his neck.

There is no need for Aokiji to ask any more, everything is silent.

Even though Gu Xingge wanted to refute, even if he told himself that Jiang He was not such a superficial person, he was very different from Gu Jian, but Gu Xingge still couldn't say these words aloud.

Isn't Jiang He really that kind of person?He is Gu Jian's disciple, the youngest and most beloved disciple, and a disciple taught by Gu Jian. His thoughts and many concepts will definitely be influenced by Gu Jian.

Gu Jian hates demons, will Jiang He be spared?

These questions were all crowded in Gu Xingge's head, unable to be thrown out or digested internally, they could only rampage in his head, disturbing his peace.

In fact, Gu Xingge himself knew that what he did was nothing more than a lack of trust.

It's true that he likes Jiang He and loves Jiang He, and is willing to pay for Jiang He, but has he loved Yun Ke'er differently in his previous life?What is the result?It was betrayal, a bloody knife stabbed into the body from behind.

He may not love Yun Ke'er that much, but his trust in Yun Ke'er is beyond doubt.

There is a saying that once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of well ropes. He has experienced betrayal, so he can no longer trust others wholeheartedly. He can give Jiang He trust, but this trust is not [-]%, so now, he is right. Feeling uneasy about his bloodline of the Demon Lord.

He was afraid that Jiang He would hate him like this. To put it bluntly, he didn't believe that Jiang He would fully accept him who was carrying the blood of the Demon King.

So until now, Gu Xingge still dare not tell the whole story.

If Jiang He really can't accept it, then their relationship will undoubtedly come to an end. No matter how sweet the front is, it will only become a mess in the end, just like the green pheasant and the ancient sword, and they will never see each other for the rest of their lives.

Gu Xingge couldn't bear such a result. Jiang He was a ray of light to him. He was living in darkness, but it was Jiang He who made him see the sun.

When he was reborn, Gu Xingge was full of hostility. He felt that the world treated him too cruelly. Not only would his family be ruined, but he would also be humiliated everywhere, and in the end he would be betrayed by someone he trusted. He even once thought of killing him. World.

It was Jiang He's appearance that made him dispel such thoughts.

Jiang He let him know that he was not alone, there was someone who loved him behind his back, but he was blinded by others in his previous life and did not see this fact.

So in this life, he was kind to Jiang He not only because he wanted to make up for Jiang He, but also because he wanted to take this person into his arms and be his Taoist companion in this life.

"Young Master, I will open the Spring of Ten Thousand Bloods tomorrow. The Spring of Ten Thousand Bloods will be opened. Awakening the bloodlines is not something that can be done in a short while. During this time, you should first think about how to tell that kid." Qingzhi waved his hand , "I won't keep you anymore."

Gu Xingge knew that Qingzhi had agreed to his request, so he put down the wine bottle, and cupped his hands at Qingzhi, "Thank you, senior, so I won't bother you any more, please leave."

When returning to the wing room, Gu Xingge saw a lot of baby crowing flowers on the road, thinking of Jiang He who was making alchemy in the room, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, picked a lot more with a big wave of his hand, and took them back together.

He talked with Aokiji for a few hours, at this time in the human world, it should be when the sun is rising, but there is no sun and no sunlight in the demon world, so it is still dark and dark outside the window at this time.

The young boy in the room is still immersed in the world of alchemy, and there are no baby crowing flowers he picked before on the table. On the table where the baby crying flowers are placed, there are a few more black or incomplete pills. medicine.

Gu Xingge guessed that this should be Jiang He's failed alchemy.

He sat on the bench where he had sat before, propped his chin on his hands, and stared at Jiang He's white and tender face without blinking.

The little boy was still sitting on the bed at this moment, his eyes were closed, his legs were crossed, and the palms of his hands were folded upwards. In front of him was an unformed elixir, wrapped in the elixir, was a Clusters of orange-red fire.

The shadow cast by the firelight fell on the young boy's face, dancing and jumping like a fluttering butterfly, causing Gu Xingge to be fascinated by it unconsciously.

Not long after, the cluster of flames burned even more fiercely, and the elixir in the middle was also buzzing. The young boy frowned, the line of his lips was straightened, and Gu Xingge put down his chin. His hands and eyes also changed from gentle and infatuated to serious.

He knows that this pill is now at the final critical moment, whether it can become a pill or not depends on now.

Jiang He opened his overlapping hands, and slowly pulled them into a palm-to-palm position, and the fire naturally reached the middle position. After a few breaths, Jiang He suddenly opened his eyes, and said loudly, "Broken!" !"

The orange-red fire wrapped in the elixir was instantly extinguished, and the elixir was exposed in front of the two without the cover of the fire.

It was a pale pink elixir, pure in color, with a hint of elixir.

Gu Xingge's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Uncle, the pill is done!"

Compared to his surprise, Jiang He didn't show a smile. He stared at Na Dan, frowning tightly, and then shook his head, "It didn't work, it's a useless pill."

Gu Xingge was a little surprised, "How could it be? Its color is pure, and it still has a dan fragrance. It has obviously become a dan."

Jiang He put the elixir there in the palm of his hand, and stretched out his hand to show Gu Xingge, "What you see is only the outside, wait a moment, and see for yourself."

Gu Xingge's gaze fell on the elixir in Jiang He's hand when he heard the words. What is surprising is that the elixir that was still good just now slowly cracked, and after a while, the elixir directly cracked into pieces. After picking up a few petals, the faint scent of Dan has completely disappeared.

Gu Xingge did not expect such a situation at all. He looked at Jiang He, "Strange, it was still in good condition just now, why did it suddenly crack?"

Jiang He got up, walked to the table, put the broken alchemy in his hand together with the waste alchemy that had been refined before, poured a sip of tea and drank it, and said, "The way of alchemy is precise, the fire is big and the fire is small, and the amount of spiritual power is great. These will become the reasons for the failure of Cheng Dan."

"The alchemist must accurately control the firepower during alchemy, and the spiritual power that acts on the medicinal materials during alchemy, and use his own spiritual power to process and wrap the medicinal materials for refining. These links are closely connected, and no mistakes can be made, otherwise the final alchemy The pills produced are either waste pills or broken pills."

"After all, it's the first time I've seen Yingtiaohua, so I don't know much about it. Besides, it's a third-grade elixir. Considering my strength in the late stage of foundation establishment, it's still a bit reluctant."

Jiang He took another sip of tea and moistened his throat, "In fact, the grade of an alchemist is also related to his cultivation to some extent."

Gu Xingge raised his eyebrows, "I would like to hear the details."

Jiang He squinted his eyes and said, "Alchemists are divided into nine grades, and monks are also divided into nine levels of strength. The rank and cultivation level of alchemists are exactly the same as the first grade, Qi training corresponds to the first grade, and foundation building corresponds to the second grade. Jindan corresponds to the third rank, and so on. The last ninth rank alchemist is almost a monk in the transcending tribulation period. Of course, it cannot be completely equated, because the alchemist is more special than others. For example, some alchemists, even if they are strong After reaching the golden elixir stage, it is impossible to refine a third-grade elixir, and sometimes this principle is also true in reverse."

Gu Xingge understood it clearly, "For example, in the case of the little uncle, his cultivation is in the foundation building stage, which corresponds to a second-rank alchemist, so he cannot refine a third-rank pill."

Jiang He glanced at Gu Xingge admiringly, "That's right, the grades of alchemists are extremely strict. As a few-rank alchemist, he can only refine a few-rank pills, and a second-rank alchemist cannot refine third-rank pills." It comes from pills. If he can refine third-grade pills, it proves that he has the strength to become a third-grade alchemist. Of course, this world of cultivation is so big, it is unknown whether there is really a person who can break through these boundaries and cross-level alchemy .”

Gu Xingge smiled, "Yeah, if there really are such existences, I think the little uncle must be one of them."

Jiang He was taken aback by his sudden flattery, but the young man had a thin skin, and the man spoke straightforwardly, but with a bit of sincerity, Jiang He couldn't help but blush.

He turned his eyes away, didn't look at Gu Xingge, and drank a few sips of tea in a row as a cover-up, before he said uncomfortably, "Can you not be so direct when you flatter me? You blush."

Gu Xingge curled his lips and lowered his voice, "Whoever said this is flattery, these words are all from my heart, in my heart, if there is really an alchemist who can cross-class alchemy, then this person must be my junior uncle. "

Jiang He blushed even more when he heard the words, and Gu Xingge's straightforwardness made him a little at a loss. After all, he is only 15 years old now, and he is still an awkward boy who likes to put on adult airs.

Rubbing his ears uncomfortably, the young boy muttered, "You are only so old, and you have never met a few alchemists. When you see more alchemists in the future, don't think so..."

Jiang He, who was muttering in a low voice, was so cute that Gu Xingge couldn't hold back, and directly reached out and touched his head.

Jiang He's words stopped abruptly because of the touch on the top of his head, and his body froze. Gu Xingge thought that Jiang He would knock off his hand as usual, but the young boy just froze his body and didn't move at all.

In his field of vision, the tips of the young boy's ears had turned red into agate color.

Gu Xingge's heart was so soft that he made a more out-of-bounds action for the first time - he touched Jiang He's ear!

The little boy's ears are the same as his own, soft and tender, with a touch that people can't put it down. Gu Xingge likes it very much, but when he thinks of the problems he talked with Qingzhi, his heart suddenly surges. A wave of sadness.

In the end, he couldn't hold back the torment in his heart, and asked the sentence that might sentence him to death, "Xiaohe, do you hate the demons?"

At that moment, there was violence in the man's eyes, he thought, if his little crane replied that he hated it, then no matter whether he wanted it or not, he would lock him by his side, so that he could never leave him.

After all, when he thinks that Jiang He will leave, his heart starts to ache. Gu Xingge thinks he is not a good person. He has never been unable to get what he wants. He cannot do it by letting Jiang He go, but imprisoning him Let him be his own, and he can still do it.