Xianzun's daily life of chasing husband

within reason.

Gu Linyuan was Xue Ran's dream, but Xue Ran was Gu Zhao's dream. After waiting for a hundred years, he waited for a round, and if he didn't protect him, he dragged him to death, and someday he would lose him again. Zhao will definitely go crazy, right?

Learn from the past, and learn from the future.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing burst out laughing, and the frustration in her heart was swept away. The unbalanced position is destined not to be measured on the same scale, let alone...

"Gu Linyuan, I almost forgot, you are a dog." Yan Qing said.

Gu Zhao hummed, "Are you scolding me or praising me?"

"Praise you." Yan Qing laughed, "You're still a cub protecting food."

"...Hmph." Gu Zhao raised his head and snorted, "You just say that I am not familiar with it."

Yan Qing covered her mouth and smiled, and said wildly, "The mission failed, I have to go, and the world will continue to trouble you."

Seemingly still uneasy, when Yan Qing walked to the door, she turned back and warned, "Even if some people are bad, unbearable, and disgusting, you have to keep them. Don't forget, you are the god of war in the heavens. The mission outweighs the sacrifice."

Gu Zhao was silent for a long time, then said hoarsely, "Okay."

And when Yan Qing stepped out of the door, he stopped him, "Wait, the rest of the roster are extremely difficult to deal with, you said your target is Xue Ran, so who did the Emperor send to deal with Ye Lanchen? "

Yan Qing said: "Jie Chi Immortal Venerable, Xiao Wuzhi."

"It's him! It's him!" The cold radiated from the spine, and half of Gu Zhao's body was frozen, "You really think highly of Ye Lanchen!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Zhao galloped out and went straight to Ye Lanchen's residence.

What kind of person is Xiao Wuzhi, who is cold-tempered and world-weary, and he doesn't enter into oil and salt. He is in charge of the laws of the heavens and the criminal law. At best, he is stern and selfless, but at worst, he is inhumane. Xiao Wuzhi is definitely someone who would chase down a dozen streets with his last breath left.

He is alone in the heaven, walks and walks alone, does not have a bosom friend, and has a withdrawn and difficult personality. It is said that everyone is a colleague, and he smiles when they meet, but when he meets anyone, he lowers his head and turns his face to avoid walking. As time goes by, He has become transparent air, a freak of the heavens.

Gu Zhao was quite sympathetic to him at first, but later he heard about his deeds since he was a child, such as building a foundation at the age of five, congealing alchemy at the age of eight, distracting at the age of 13, and Mahayana at the age of 17... Yaoguang Immortal Venerable was so jealous that he fell in love twice in three days The challenge of finding people, the final battle ended in the state of Tonggui completely unblocked, and Xiao Wuzhi was defeated.

Young people don't know frivolity, they only know that the winner is king.

Afterwards, Gu Zhao and Xiao Wuji were locked up in a small black room by the Emperor of Heaven, and they were locked up for a hundred days.

The two were already married, and now that the Emperor of Heaven sent Xiao Wuji down to earth, Gu Zhao didn't think that Ye Lanchen could be saved with just a few words and a little face.

Ye Lanchen's house was half collapsed, with broken tiles and flying stones covering the gravel and dust, and a strong spiritual power remained in the air. Two powerful spiritual powers roared and roared, tearing apart the space alive.

The sound of the piano is endless, clank and powerful.

Ye Lanchen fluttered in the wind, standing on the fence of the courtyard, dressed in white, blending with the moonlight, the clear light was cold and clean, letting out the warmth of the ground.

Standing on the ground was a man in black, with narrow-sleeved broad robes and fluttering skirts. He wore a half-silver seal mask on his face. eyes.

He is like a piece of ice that has not melted for a thousand years, and he is cold.

Moreover, his lips were thin, they were completely two-petal decorations on his face, Gu Zhao slandered, and walked between the two people who were at war with each other.

"Truce, listen to me."

Ye Lanchen looked distressed, "Mr. Gu, he is the one who wants to fight, and I'm just defending myself."

Gu Zhaozheng was facing Xiao Wuzhi, thinking about his rhetoric and the possible next move, but when people were thinking about things in their minds, their eyes tended to wander, and when they were distracted, they would stare straight at the other party.

Under Gu Zhao's stalking, Xiao Wuji's expression was a little tense. He twitched his nose, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and then turned his head to the left by three centimeters.

The movements are so subtle that others can't see them at all.

He is used to being expressionless, so in such an embarrassing scene, what kind of expression should he use to express his embarrassment and displeasure?

Xiao Wuji thought to himself, imitating Gu Zhao and staring back.

"You have a good look." Gu Zhao called out the same return, "It seems that you are not ready to give in."

I didn't...I didn't...misunderstand...

Xiao Wuji was distressed, and shouted these words in his heart, but he bit his lip fiercely under the chaos of war, cherishing words like gold, and would not say them even if he was beaten to death.

"Draw your sword." Gu Zhao pointed at Xiao Wuji. Up to now, he didn't simply return Ye Lanchen's favor for taking them in and helping them, but cherished talents, and didn't want the world to lose a master in vain.

The spiritual power erupting from the two of them was earth-shattering, as if they were capturing a tiger, and the sky was burning with fire. As the atmosphere became restless, there was a crisp sound from the sky, the moonlight and stars disappeared instantly, and Jiutian seemed to be wrapped in a layer of black veil. Everything that leaks light.

The Brahma sky is nearly black, and after the dusk of the gods, the darkness comes suddenly, purely, and unprepared. The sky is like a very heavy inkstone, sinking continuously, making people breathless.

When people "killed each other", the black water broke out without warning.

There was a long, long hole in the sky, and black water fell from the sky like a waterfall, pouring thousands of miles, and the gap continued to expand.

All of a sudden, thousands of ghosts cried together, ghosts cried and wolves howled, hell was on fire, and karmic flames rushed from the underworld to the human world. They couldn't catch the ghosts, and had to deal with the evil spirits who took the opportunity to make trouble.

The world is chaotic and filthy, the land where the black water is poured is scorched earth, and the things that are poured by the black water are all possessed by evil spirits, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, their temperaments have deteriorated, and their consciences have disappeared. It can be described as a veritable demon realm. Evil, so sad.

Xiao Wuji restrained his spiritual power, quickly landed a few points, and flew towards the crack in the sky.

Gu Zhao followed closely, staring at the ground. In just a short moment, it was so tragic that he couldn't help but help. He didn't know whether it was a damned dead soul or a new soul that had suffered under the curse of burning fire.

"Tsk." Gu Zhao was stunned, and with great anxiety, he used Qingyinlian to contact Yan Qing. He had to confirm Xue Ran's situation, "Wen Shuo, the black water broke out..."

"I know." An equally anxious voice came from Qingyinlian's side, "We will meet in a desperate situation in Tianhe."

"What about Ah Ran?"

The other party paused, and then said: "He is fine, I put him to sleep, and he won't wake up for a while."

Gu Zhao said gratefully, "Thank you."

Wen Shuo paused again, and said: "If you really love him, you should guard this world well. If the sky can't make up for it, everyone will die, and no one will be spared."

The implication is that in extraordinary times, don't be in love with your children.

Gu Zhao put down the voiceless lotus, put it in his arms solemnly, closed his eyes, and opened them again, with a heroic and fearless look on his face. He has been famous all his life, and he must bear the weight of his honor. Forgive him for being greedy, but he wants the stability of the Three Realms, and more importantly, love and considerateness.

Live up to the common people and live up to you.

In the ten heavens, the Tianhe River is in a desperate situation. The vast Tianhe River has been dyed black by black water, and it is flowing, overflowing with foul-smelling and rotten bubbles.

All the gods watched a dead body, which had just been salvaged, without kneecaps, and its limbs were rubbed to bloody flesh, with a ferocious and vicious smile on its face.

Gu Zhao and the others had just landed on the front foot, Yan Qing arrived on the back foot, and five of the six came. The black water seemed to have spirituality. It was still crashing on the shore at first, but now it was surprisingly calm. The water surface was slightly undulating, like a wild beast looking for food. A crisis lurks and waits for an opportunity.

Yan Qing said: "Immortals with shallow morals, don't get in the black water."

As soon as the words fell, a person on the shore was swept into the river by a huge wave. Mu Qiming pulled it subconsciously, but the person was not rescued, and his arm was still licked by the top of the wave, and it was suddenly corroded and scorched. There was still black air in the shape of a skull, and it rushed straight to his alchemy mansion.

Simply Wen Zhixing had sharp eyes and quick hands, sealed Mu Qiming's dantian with a formula, sprinkled a handful of medicinal powder, and immediately cut off the erosion of black air.

Of course, what was more terrifying than Heishui was Wen Zhixing's face. He looked like he wanted to eat people, and he looked at Mu Qiming fiercely, and the fancy and non-heavy curse words circled his throat, tickling his tongue.

"Uh...hehe...the public, save face." Mu Qiming begged for mercy in a low voice, he was very afraid of Wen Zhixing.

Yan Qing, Gu Zhao, and Xiao Wuzhi exchanged winks, and the three of them stood in three positions, each stepping into the universe, chanting mantras and closing formulas, stretching a very large and wide barrier, forming a barrier. The gigantic net visible to the naked eye gathered the spiritual power of the three high gods, making it unbreakable and indestructible. Under its restraint, the surging black water stopped, temporarily relieving the danger.

Gu Zhao asked: "Qingqiu, Gushan, corpse mountain, what about?"

Someone reported: "The three mountains were originally peaceful, but at the end of the Xu Dynasty, there was a strange light, and the light shot straight into the sky. After reaching a certain point, the clouds and mist broke through, and the sky was torn apart... Finally... the black water swept across the sky."

"The fourth light of blood?" Gu Zhao said angrily, "Where did the fourth light of blood come from?"

Yan Qing said: "It should be caused by the last key, have you found out its specific location?"

"It comes from the peak of Qiankun in the lower realm."

Gu Zhao and Yan Qing's expressions changed, especially Gu Zhao's brows were wrinkled into dried orange peel.

Gu Zhao regretted, "I shouldn't have believed him."

I thought he had some good thoughts for the world, so that the prodigal son could turn back, but in fact, he was just acting on the occasion, and his acting skills were at the peak.