Patriarch, he is a wolf fire

Feeling soft-hearted for a moment, Gu Qianjun, who brought Qinglong back, now only feels regretful, very regretful.

He looked at Qinglong sitting on the sofa, sloppily filling the living room with snacks.Gu Qianjun stood at the door, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

"I said you are an iconic beast after all, can you pay attention to your personal image?" Gu Qianjun took Qinglong out of the trash with one hand.

I can't wait to hold Qinglong and shake it vigorously in my hand a few times.

"The premise is, if I am a person. I am not even a person, what kind of personal image should I pay attention to?" Qinglong rescued himself from Gu Qianjun's grasp with great effort, and stood on the ground in a daze.

You are right, I am speechless.

Patriarch Gu, who was speechless, didn't know what to say about Qinglong.Reinhard, who walked in, watched the scene of the two, and sighed not far away.

Since this sloppy guy came over, my little ancestor has been in a state of rage almost every day.Almost as soon as he entered the house, he couldn't help having a so-called confrontation between monks with Qinglong.

Of course, generally speaking, it would end in Gu Qianjun's fiasco.

After all, as a senior dead house, Qinglong has been on the Internet for many years.As for Gu Qianjun's internet slang, he almost knows it at his fingertips.

In comparison, Gu Qianjun, who has only been on Xingwang for a few months and less than a year, is simply a rookie with capital letters.

But generally speaking, although these two people have been noisy all the time, they will hook up and play games together afterward.He even got stuck once so that Gu Qianjun asked Mastermind to play in the arena together as a teammate.

"Cough, Qianjun. It's time to eat." Reinhardt went up and knocked on the other party's door after finishing the meal in the kitchen.There was no answer for a long time.

The somewhat displeased Lord Marshal frowned and pushed open the door.Sure enough, I saw the two people who were still quarreling just now, nestled together and whispering to each other, playing games.

"Ah, how far away do you go?"

"Go to the side a little bit, damn it, he's chasing after him."

"Dodge and dodge, that guy is too big, milk me milk me."

The two of them were chatting loudly, and Inhardt next to him yelled several times as if he didn't see it.Reinhardt, whose complexion was not very good-looking, began to feel chilly on his body.

However... one is the ancestor of the sect, it seems that only others are afraid of him, and he has never been afraid of others because of their aura.And the other, as a mythical beast that exists almost like a myth, is not afraid of it.

The neglected Reinhardt pursed his lips, switched on the light brain and cut off the signal in the house.

"Damn it—it's still close." Gu Laozu, who has always been elegant, jumped up the moment the screen went black, and burst into a foul language.

Qinglong next to him also stood up, and his eyes were rarely looking at Reinhard lazily.The dark blue eyes were also full of displeasure: "I said, why are you so over the top? Breaking the game of others, the sky is thundering."

Reinhardt glanced at Qinglong coldly, grabbed Gu Qianjun and said, "Let's go eat first." Patriarch Gu, who was about to say something, silently stopped after seeing Reinhardt's face.

Duoduo looked like he was going to hit someone.

"Qianjun is obedient, let's go eat first. Could it be that the game is more important than me?" Reinhardt's voice was a little lost, sounding very sad.

"Uh...("▔□▔)" Gu Qianjun looked a little hesitant, looking at Reinhardt.

Qinglong, who walked by, sneered: "You men are so strange, you always think that you are more important than games." Heh!Big pig's hoof, not as fun as my game.

If Youying knew what Qinglong was thinking, she would probably give him twelve likes.

That's right, in his heart, isn't Reinhardt just a big pig's trotter?I just know how to make my own candles happy, hmph, nothing can be accomplished without money, and people with no military force are worse.

Gu Qianjun pursed his lips, suppressed the smile on his face, and walked down quickly.

Fuck, hahahaha, what kind of devil is Qinglong?The East Factory really needs a talent like him, and maybe the West Factory also needs it.

He secretly gave Qinglong a look, and walked down silently.Qinglong, who received Gu Qianjun's gaze, looked back with dead fish eyes, and then walked back slowly.

"Marshal, Marshal." Hilton ran in panting, with an optical brain in his hand, looking very anxious.Gu Qianjun glanced at Hilton, lowered his head and continued poking the crab roe buns in the bowl silently.

For Gu, who has always been obsessed with food, it is rare to hesitate to look at the things on the plate, and the expression on his face can be called a tearful fairy, a sad duck batch.

Today's crab roe steamed buns are so pretty on the outside that the crab roe inside will flow out when you poke them lightly with chopsticks.But...the only fly in the ointment is that there are chopped green onions in it.

Well, Old Ancestor Gu is allergic to green onions.

Unexpectedly, Gu Patriarch, who has been resistant to falling and fighting for hundreds of millions of years and is invulnerable to all poisons, finally capsized in the gutter here in Scallion.It also opened the eyes of a group of people.

"Tell me, what's going on." Reinhardt, who finished his porridge and buns slowly, wiped the corners of his mouth after eating.Watching Hilton motion to the other party to speak directly.

Hilton's face was a bit ugly, and Celt, who followed behind, took the optical brain out of his hand and put it back on his wrist: "Marshal, the Federation is about to attack the Empire."

"Oh." The rather indifferent reaction stunned everyone present except Gu Qianjun.Qinglong rubbed his chin, lay down on the table with a sleepy face.

Didn't it mean that Marshal Reinhard of the Empire loves the Empire?Why do you hear that the enemy is attacking, but you seem to have nothing to do with it?Could there be some conspiracy in it?

Reinhardt, who had no idea that he was plotted by Qinglong, still poured himself a cup of tea slowly: "Although you keep calling me Marshal, have you forgotten that I am no longer worthy of the name?"

I am no longer a marshal, there is no need to work hard for the people of the empire.Now I just want to guard a person forever, and let him be safe.

Reinhardt lowered his head and looked at Gu Qianjun who was sitting next to him, the tenderness in his eyes almost drowned him.It's completely different from the indifference when he just spoke.

Gu Qianjun wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, and looked at everyone: "Huh?" What are you watching me do?I did nothing.Why are you always looking at me with the expression of looking at the blue face?

"Well——Actually, the Marshal is more than that." Hilton swallowed, watching Reinhard's face carefully as he walked forward.

"If it's just the Federation coming to commit the crime, it's not a big problem. It's just that this time, I don't know where the other party found a super powerful commander. He is good at martial arts, and it is said that he is super fierce in fights, just like an old dog."

Celt nodded beside him: "And we suspect that the other party is related to those things before."

"What?" Gu Qianjun, who was drinking milk slowly, looked at Reinhardt curiously.Reinhard, who had always been warm and affectionate in front of Gu Qianjun, turned cold and bloodthirsty, which is rare.

"You mean, that group of people reappeared back then?" The dark pupils seemed to be on fire.In front of Reinhardt's eyes, it seemed that the fire of that night more than ten years ago appeared.

The blazing flames burned away all the darkness and secrets.Of the entire Alfred family, only him who was hidden by his mother survived because he was rescued.

Reinhard's eyes dimmed when he thought of that mysterious person when he was a child.It was only when he caught a glimpse of Gu Qianjun in his eyes that he slowly recovered his spirit.

Sensing part of Reinhardt's emotions, Gu Qianjun twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the raging fire that was fleeting in front of him: What is Fat Four? ? ?

"Bump." The glass was placed on the table, making a crisp crashing sound.Gu Qianjun supported his face and let his long hair fall from his shoulders: "If Duoduo wants to go and have a look, then go, I will accompany you."

As he spoke, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled, the gentleness on his face seemed to heal all pain.Reinhard, who was watching, couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Damn!" The shocked Hilton exploded cautiously, rubbing his eyes with his hands: "Did I read it wrong? How could the marshal smile so gently. I don't believe it." As he spoke, he rubbed harder Eye.

"Hilton, go practice shooting, two thousand times." Reinhardt's cold voice directly woke Hilton up.Hilton, who didn't know where he poked the marshal's point, sighed, and went out to practice resignedly.

Hilton: The ugly words are up front, if you stop me from practicing hard... I will play with you.

Hilton, who thought that Gu Qianjun would intercede with him, looked back at Gu Qianjun step by step, that was called affectionate.In the end, Reinhardt's face was almost darkened: "Shoot, five thousand times."

? ? ? ?What am I doing wrong again?You can't target me just because I'm the most handsome, right? [Bully handsome guy? (￣_,￣)】

"Brother, don't think too much." Qinglong, who was abandoned and thrown out, sat next to Hilton, holding potato chips, watching him shoot.The sound of Kaz Kaz with pepper in the mouth.

Hilton, who was sweating profusely, rolled his eyes at him directly: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. I feel so wronged. I was punished for not doing anything. And you were punished too? Why did you Do you have potato chips?"

To be reasonable, I forget it.

"Hmm...probably because..." Qinglong glanced at Hilton: "Probably because you are a pickled fish?"

Hilton's eyes lit up, and his originally dying look was filled with combat power in an instant, "You mean I look coveted, but the Marshal is jealous?"

No, you're just sour, disheveled and superfluous, what are you talking about?

Qinglong, who originally wanted to hit Hilton, met the other party's shining eyes, and silently swallowed back what he was going to say.

Hey!What the hell, I still think that bearded uncle is a bit cute?It seems that after I have to go back, I need to see more virtual goddesses to wash my eyes.

……

"I don't agree, why let this kid be the marshal directly?" The scarred man stood up and looked at the short white-haired man on the stage with an indignant look on his face.

The rest of the people also began to express their dissatisfaction because of the strong man's start.

"That's right, why let a kid who has never heard of it be the marshal?"

"That is to say, among the famous officers in the barracks, it is more suitable to pull out any one."

"Could this guy be a relative of the president or something, and he came in through the back door?"

One of many voices rang out from the audience, and the introducer next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly at the man with short white hair: "Well, they are all agitated, and I hope Mr. Bai will not be offended .”

Bai Hu shook his head, before everyone could see clearly, a cold light flashed in his hand.The man who was still enjoying the attention of everyone suddenly lost his head.The elation she hadn't had time to take back before she died still remained on her face.

"Those who violate the order, behead!" A cold voice sounded, like a mechanical voice without any ups and downs.Coupled with his previous actions, it sounds particularly penetrating.

Shocked by the other party's ruthless methods, no one really spoke.Only after reacting, some people began to whisper again below.

But as if he agreed with the opinion, no one rushed forward to confront him head-on.

On the other side, in the huge virtual projection, everything that just happened in the barracks is impressively displayed.The black robes sitting around the virtual projection nodded in satisfaction.

"As expected of an ancient bloodline, this ability alone seems to be unique. If it weren't for this guy's inability to cultivate. We still need to find that Gu Qianjun."

"Hmph, it's just a look. What kind of conditions are required for the formation card to be activated? It would be nice to have one that satisfies it. Are you still picking and choosing here?"

That's right, no old man, silently buried his whole body in the shadows, not making a sound.

On the other side, Gu Qianjun twirled the biscuit in his hand and happily put it into his mouth: "I didn't expect you, Qinglong, to have this skill. If you become poor in the future, you can consider this career."

Reinhardt, who was sitting next to Gu Qianjun, looked at the delicate biscuits on the plate, pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Huh? Duoduo, what's the matter with you? Don't you like it?" Gu Qianjun turned around and stuffed a small biscuit into Reinhardt's mouth, and watched him frowning with a smile as he swallowed it.

"Tsk, the taste I made is not bad." Qinglong also picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth: "Why does he have the same expression as if he ate [wow——], is it so unpalatable?"

Self-doubting, he took a sip and didn't find anything wrong. The way Qinglong looked at Reinhardt changed again and again.

Ah!man.I thought it was bad, but nothing happened.You look like a Pippi pig, scaring me to death.

Before thinking about it, I froze for a while.After giving Gu Qianjun a very unpalatable snack, Qinglong, who was grabbed and beaten by Gu Qianjun, shivered secretly.