Gu Dongfang, the proud one

Almost at the same time as the breakthrough, Gu Zhaoyang understood what the so-called restriction was.

Innate martial arts are divided into yin and yang and chaotic, and pure yang physique is divided into innate and acquired, but there is no such classification for pure yin body, because innate martial arts are already rare, of which chaotic pure yang accounts for nine tenths, pure yin It can be said that the body is hard to come by in 500 years, let alone reversed the day after tomorrow.

In fact, even if it is reversed, it is useless. The aptitude of the pure yin body is not far from that of the pure yang body, and even worse.It would be even worse if it was born into a man, because it would be a problem to live to adulthood, and it would not be of much help to a woman, at most it would have some maintenance effect on the appearance.In the circle of congenital martial arts, a pure yin body has always been regarded as a deformity, and it makes sense to think about it. If it is taught to bump into a man, it is not as good as an acquired mortal body.

In the generation of the Gu family, there were two deformities of pure yin martial arts. The former was full of talent, and had already achieved the pinnacle of martial arts before reaching the crown.The latter was weak in the womb, and after three or five bouts of serious illness, he missed the best time to practice martial arts intermittently.

Just as I said to Qian Liyan just now, he is a medical student, and he is very clear about his own situation. The false appearance of acquired aptitude in the past is probably the effect of the prohibition issued by the elder brother and teacher. One hundred and eight soul-sealing needles , locked one hundred and eight acupuncture points, and since then there has been a half-useless young master in the Valley of the Medicine King.

In martial arts, Xiaocheng is capped, and in exchange for 20 years of free life, it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong.

For many people, a realm is a natural moat, and there are too many people who stop at a great achievement in their lives, but now his life is already in his hands.

The slightly callused fingertips caressed a small bloody wound on the wrist, and Gu Zhaoyang felt that he was lighter than ever before.

In front of Dongfang Bubai, he is inferior, not joking, as long as he looks at those narrow eyes and sees that faint smile, he will have an invisible sense of shame, as if there is a thousand With both hands, he hurriedly took off his brocade clothes and clothes, and tore off his gold pendant and jade ornaments, revealing his mediocre inner face without any cover.

What is he worth without those net worth?Dongfang Bubai has so many people to choose from, why should he let him only look at himself?

The sons and daughters' in-laws still have to be in the same family, but he is still a vassal?like?Dongfang Invincible doesn't like those women, why should he accept them?He also likes Yang Lianting, and killed countless people because of him, but everyone said that Yang Lianting is still a male favourite, isn't it because of his weakness?

Because of their weakness, those women are only invincible in the East for a moment as wives and concubines.

Because of his weakness, Yang Lianting's success or failure depends entirely on whether Dongfang Bubai favors or not.

Because of his weakness, he watched helplessly that his sweetheart likes and dislikes as he likes and dislikes.

Some people cherish life even more if they live short, and people don't care about life and death if they live short. Gu Zhaoyang is a gambler, and he only saw himself clearly today.

He wants to become stronger, to the point where that person can no longer ignore him. He is too deeply involved in this situation, and he can't let go of it.

"Qianliyan, write to him and tell him...wait for me." After walking for a while in silence, Gu Zhaoyang stood in front of the library door and ordered lightly.

Qianliyan responded with lowered eyes, knowing in her heart that the deadline for the word "waiting" might not be seven years.

The restriction was broken, the young master's talent returned, and the catastrophe of pure yin physique followed one after another. If he fails, he will become benevolent.But climbing to the top of the peak is not so easy. His qualifications are above average, and he said he reached the peak half-step, but he was stuck for 17 years.

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"Zeng Mu Tanlang's face is like jade, he raises his hand to look back, and in the blink of an eye, he looks very romantic.

The bamboo festival has passed for more than thirteen years, Xiao looked at Liuyuntian, looked down, and smiled.

The red sleeves are fragrant and dyed, beside the jasper pool, looking at the Thousand Mountains from a distance, the eyebrows are like daisy.

After sending this affection to Ling Ling, since winter, the box and cage are still tied, and the frost outside the window is late. "

The faint guqin, accompanied by soft and melodious singing, came from the pavilion. Dongfang Bubai brushed the red dress on his body and smiled lightly.

"Bamboo Festival Spring has gone for more than thirteen years..." He murmured softly, eyes slightly raised, "Shishi, when I was with you, you were 13 years old?"

Madam Shi put down the guqin and smiled gently, "My husband still remembers."

"I can't remember clearly, I have forgotten many things." Dongfang Bubai also smiled, but the coolness in his eyes was very clear, as if the person sitting across from him was not Ruhua Meijuan, but someone who had been dead for a long time.

Mrs. Shi was not embarrassed, and stepped forward to refill him with a glass of wine. The wine is a jade spring drink for the New Year, with a light fragrance.

Dongfang Bubai held up a cup and pursed his thin lips lightly.

"If the wine is left for a long time, the smell will dissipate."

Mrs. Poetry bit her lips, and said cautiously: "The wine next to it is fine, the old daughter's red is the best."

Dongfang Bubai met her eyes, and smiled softly: "But I don't like Nurhong, Shishi, I used to like you for being considerate, why did you pick up Qiao today?"

The ten fingers holding the jug tightened, and Mrs. Shi's smile gradually stopped, "Husband..."

Dongfang Bubai looked at her, as if he wasn't looking at her, "Now I also believe in the way of heaven and reincarnation. Some people kill and leave a demon for themselves. It's too uneconomical. That idiot probably won't."

Mrs. Poetry's face turned pale.

What could be more suffocating than having your husband come back with a sweetheart after disappearing for a year?Yes, my husband came back after missing for a year and told you that he wanted to kill you, but his sweetheart was too pure and kind, so she forbade it!

If it were someone else, it would be fine to use her beauty to spoil her a few times, but who is this person in front of her?When the affection was the strongest, she was only allowed to serve by his side, and even touching the hem of his clothes was an extravagant hope when she went out of the room.

The word madam sounds good, but she is just a servant with a higher status.

Now this is, to make room for the Lord?

Mrs. Poetry tends to be more rational and intelligent, and she turns around as soon as she turns her head. There is not much imbalance in her heart. To be honest, few of her sisters are decent enough to be concubines. .It is true that they are all innocent, and there are too many bad things that can be seen. From the beginning, they did not put their hearts on men, and now they are not very sad. How much resettlement fee came out.

That's what you said, but you can't say it like that on the surface, Mrs. Shi twisted the handkerchief, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, she shook her lips, and said in a trembling voice: "My husband's meaning, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a gray shadow came down from the pavilion, with a straw mask and paper and ink hanging from her waist, it was a thousand-mile wild goose who came to deliver the message.

He moved his mask lightly, probably raising his eyebrows, and there was some surprise in his words, "Is it not the right time for me?"

In front of outsiders, you must not lose your manners. Mrs. Shi wiped away her tears, saluted Qianli Yanying, and stood behind Dongfang Bubai as a servant with downcast eyes.

Dongfang Bubai said: "It was Zhaoyang who asked you to come to me? How is he?"

Qianli Yan said: "The young master broke through to the Dacheng realm this morning, and he is in good spirits. Please take care of Mr. Dongfang, but..."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, "Just?"

"It's just that the young master was stimulated too much and forcibly broke the life-saving restriction left by the master. If he can't break through the peak of martial arts before reaching the crown, I'm afraid..." Qian Liyan shook his head, this is a half-dead situation.

Dongfang Bubai's face condensed little by little, "Then, what did he ask you to bring?"

A chill spread over his heart, Qian Liyan didn't understand what happened once or twice today, although his generation is low, but he is also a senior in martial arts, he was frightened twice in a row, and his words were not so euphemistic After that, he relayed dryly: "The young master said, wait for him, if he doesn't die, he will come to find the young master."

"If he doesn't die, if he doesn't die..." Dongfang Bubai muttered a few words, then suddenly laughed loudly, "So what if you die? If you die, you're still mine!"

His description was so insolent, he was completely different from the gentle and polite young master Pian Pian at the last moment, and Mrs. Shi took several steps back in shock.

No matter how deposed Gu Zhaoyang is, he is still his own young master, and the master humiliates his subjects to death!Thousand Miles Goose was furious and attacked Dongfang Bubai: "Dongfang's child is too rude!"

Dongfang Bubai already had some signs of becoming obsessed. As the Nine Suns Manual was running rapidly, a layer of external internal force swayed around his body. As soon as Qianli Yan made a move, he was shocked ten steps away and spit out a mouthful. Blood comes.

Unexpectedly, after the blow, Dongfang Bubai slowly calmed down. He looked at the blurred image in the half-jade spring drink, with gentle eyes, "In this life, only you can't leave me, and the king of hell can't be with me." Rob you."

The voice was low and gentle, like whispering to a lover, but every word and every word made people tremble inexplicably.

The author has something to say: Xiao Gu [crashes and covers his head] as long as he sees Brother Dongfang, he will feel inferior! ! !

It seems that thousands of hands have ripped off the clothes of the nest! ! !

There was nothing to hide in that moment! ! !

The overwhelming sense of shame will overwhelm the nest! ! !

Its prime at that time. . .

Xiao Gu [lower self-esteem] What should I do?what to do?He looked over again...

Brother Dongfang [bends his eyes and smiles] What color is he... wearing today?

#Every time the small theater is losing its morals#

#The leader of the nest can't be so hot#

Well, I want to ask for everyone's opinions. I have known each other for so long. (It is true love that I am still chasing the nest under the premise of no list, no recommendation, and no exposure!) I think everyone's quiet (funny) silent (comparison) quality of the nest is I have a macroscopic understanding, and I feel a little hairy after writing an article and a half of a drama. How about a light-hearted and cute article in the next article?Lose morals in a fair and honest manner?I found that someone has already collected ∩∩, but I am still a little nervous, basically the same as here are old readers, and the end point is similar to the author's collection.Because the two articles are both drama style, and the new pit is purely out of morality and selling cute articles, what I am worried about is whether a new pit will be opened, and the big ones will abandon me if they find that the style of writing is too fun?

#感血太多此生活无望#

#Every author is a brain tonic emperor#

#酷爱打呵空 Tell Wo to think too much#