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502 Do you fucking want me to reach a gray ending!With Chu Xiu?

There was silence in the mind, and after a while, 502's tone became calm again, very much like a polite gentleman who shuts the mic and curses while playing games: [The task of the system is to help the host avoid the gray ending. 】

He didn't spit out his breath for a long time, and beat his chest hard several times before he could get rid of the oppressive feeling. In the eyes of others, this action was tantamount to learning from the pain and hurting his body in shortness of breath.

"Where is Chu Xiu?"

Mrs. Cheng thought that he was going to settle accounts with Chu Xiu, and snorted coldly, "Kneeling in front of the hall, I will definitely not spare this kid this time."

Bai Qing threw off the quilt and jumped on the ground, but couldn't help his feet softening, and sat back down again. He was very familiar with this feeling of fatigue that was about to faint from hunger, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Young master, you have been asleep for three days, and you finally woke up. You should rest. Besides, the Patriarch has spoken. When you wake up, I will transfer Chu Xiu's spiritual root to you in person. It's a bit vain, but it will be the same as before soon, don't worry..."

There was a buzzing in his head, he could no longer hear what the servant said, he hurriedly put on his shoes and got out of bed and rushed to the front of the hall.

Finally, he knew why Chu Xiu's favorability suddenly dropped to -50. He thought it was a bitter plan to completely abolish his spiritual root and take it as his own.

He grabbed the silver and white coat on the sandalwood shelf and threw it on his body indiscriminately. He ran to the door and came back to drink the pot of tea on the table. Some strength.

"Master!!"

Cheng Boru raised his hand slightly, his eyes were sharp, and his expression was completely different from that of Cai just now: "Let him go, the spiritual root on Chuxiu's body was born for my son."

The soft silver satin boots made a heavy rustling sound when they stepped on the stone slabs, the rainwater slid down his chin and dripped onto the hem of his clothes, and the outer shirt on his body was also half-wet and stuck to the inner coat, he casually tore off the collar, sticking The wet feeling made him very uncomfortable.

From a distance, Bai Qing saw that young man with a straight back. He knelt motionless in the rain, his clothes were torn, his hair was wet on his forehead, his body was covered with scars, his knees seemed to have taken root in the soil, his back was stubborn and desolate .

A group of people in the hall looked at him expressionlessly, their eyes filled with sarcasm, as if they were watching a joke.

His heart twitched suddenly, as if he saw himself kneeling at the door of his father's house.

He strode forward and pulled Chu Xiu up, wiped the rain off his face, and shouted at the young man, "Get up! Who made you kneel?"

The anger and resentment that came out of his mouth were indisputable, like words that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years and had never been said. He didn't know whether he wanted to say it to himself or to the teenagers in this world.

Chu Xiu raised his head, the indifference and sarcasm deep in his eyes made Bai Qing wronged again.

Is he easy!He was rescued after half-dead and crippled his spiritual roots, and now he is despised by others. According to this posture, people may have blacklisted him and stabbed him to death hundreds of times in their hearts.

Aggrieved, Bai Qingte pulled Chu Xiu up and walked to the inner hall, sullenly: "Father, I rescued Chu Xiu, so please ask me how to deal with it?"

Chu Xiu watched coldly.

Several maidservants followed in a hurry, sticking close to Bai Qing to change his clothes. One of them was holding a tray with a bowl of light brown soup on it, and a strong smell of ginger came from it.

Bai Qing was dumbfounded. Seeing that the servant girls were also soaked, he took up the bowl of ginger soup and thanked the servant girls: "Leave me alone, go back and change your clothes first, don't catch the cold."

The maids looked at each other when they heard this, and they glanced anxiously at the person sitting in the main hall, seeing that the person didn't respond, they stepped back with small steps.

He walked straight up to Chu Xiu with the ginger soup in his hand, and sighed deeply: "Drink it."

The teenager's poker face really gave him a headache.

Chu Xiu ignored it, and didn't even lift his eyelids, as if what he was holding was not ginger soup, but poison.

The disdain on his face was too blatant, Bai Qing looked angry, he raised his head and took a big sip, the full bowl of ginger soup went down a lot in an instant.

The strong smell of ginger made him cough a few times, and he handed the bowl to the boy: "See? It's not poisonous. You're so hot that you want to burn yourself stupid?"

......

Chu Xiu frowned, and slowly took the bowl of ginger soup, lowering his head and sipping gently.

The way he drank the ginger soup obediently covered up his depression, Bai Qing ignored the strange eyes of the people in the room, and continued to raise his head and said to his father: "I want to take Chu Xiu back."

The middle-aged man sitting on the single chair in the hall didn't react at all until he heard this, his eyes showed coldness, and his hands on the wooden support slightly tightened: "What did you say?"

Bai Qing turned his head and glanced at Chu Xiu, several dog comparison systems flashed in his mind.

He pursed his lips tightly, and was very solemn for a time: "Father, I will find a way to deal with the spiritual root, and it will not affect my going to Qiwumen. Please rest assured, give me two months, and I will become the first disciple of the Shuangzun." Restore your spiritual power."

It is nothing more than the reason of spiritual roots and cultivation.

But the owner of the house got angry, and the consequences were serious.

The sound was mixed with the thunder outside, and a bolt of lightning happened to hit his face, which looked like a ghost, and his voice was like a bell: "The wolf demon's poison has no cure, your spiritual root has been crippled!"

If the spirit root is crippled, life is saved!This deal is a bargain! !

Even though he thought so, Bai Qing was still very serious on his face: "Father, my spiritual root is invalid. I know in my heart that if you insist on doing this, I will not go to Qiwumen."

This sentence added fuel to the flames. The owner seemed to have thrown a lighter into the oil pump, and it exploded with a bang: "You can't help this matter today! Come, hold the young master for me!!"

Bai Qing really didn't expect that the Patriarch would come to force him.

He subconsciously wanted to slip away, but held back.

Three or five tall and burly men came to surround Baiqing, his face was covered with a shadow, and he still forced himself to be calm: "This has nothing to do with you, I don't want to hurt people, back down."

What he said was very false, but it seemed that those people were really frightened.

Chu Xiu, who had been drinking ginger soup, looked indifferent.

Bai Qing stood in front of Chu Xiu silently: "Father, in the woods, my cultivation has already broken through to the late stage of foundation establishment. It is no problem to cultivate the golden core. I have a way to restore my cultivation. Please believe me."

The Patriarch's expression lifted when he heard this, instead of yelling to stop, it was more like urging him to make up his mind, clapping his hands, and then a few big men came out from the back of the hall: "Quick, arrest the young master!"

It actually came true!

Now he is very suspicious of the relationship between the original owner and his family, this kind of love is a bit coercive.

Bai Qing turned around and pulled Chu Xiu who was still holding ginger soup in both hands: "Run! Why are you still sticking here?"

The wooden bowl fell to the ground with a bang, but the ginger soup was drank to nothing.

One is covered in injuries, and the other has just crippled his cultivation. How can he run far?

Finally, there was a wave of fluctuation in Chu Xiu's eyes, and he pulled Bai Qing back with his backhand, his voice was low and hoarse: "I am willing to transfer my spiritual roots to the young master."

......

Bai Qing didn't retract his jaw for a long while, and the Patriarch seemed to be shocked by this sentence, and the next second, Bai Qing's face turned black again.

He said firmly: "I don't want it."

The rain became more and more violent, the strong wind broke the twigs and weeping willows outside the house, and the howling wind sounded like the howling of a beast.

Chu Xiu didn't speak. The eyes of the rain-drenched man in front of him were full of anger, and his two beautiful eyebrows frowned into the word Sichuan.

He looked at Bai Qing for a long time, but still didn't respond, his eyes were as heavy as a flock of crows.

Bai Qing is in a hurry, is the protagonist an idiot?Can't see this situation?The Patriarch clearly wanted to destroy him, yet he was foolishly waiting for someone else to destroy him!

The question is, once he is abolished, will he still have a good life?As we all know, once the protagonist is abused, he will hang up.

"Master, don't blame us."

The black shadow in front of him was getting closer and closer, Bai Qing suddenly came back to his senses, feeling a little impatient.

Of course he knew that Chu Xiu didn't want to transfer his spiritual root to him, but his appearance of letting others slaughter him was really disgusting. If he really took his spiritual root, he might be abused in the future, and he definitely wouldn't dare Yes, I want to shorten my life!

In desperation, Bai Qing took out the thunder whip from his bosom, and the dark blue light on the whip had already disappeared. When he pulled the whip this time, he obviously didn't feel as full of power as that night.

With a plan in his mind, he immediately took back the thunder whip, wrapped it around his neck, pulled Chu Xiu over and shouted to them: "Don't come here! I'll strangle myself to death if you come here. Who do you want to go to the Qiwumen?" It's useless!"

It's a last resort!He didn't want to use this kind of method either. If he could save Chu Xiu today, he would probably become famous in one battle.

Chu Xiu frowned, made a move, and then froze in mid-air.

This action is to untie the thunder whip around his neck.

This feeling of fighting alone was terrible, and Bai Qing was not in the mood to wonder whether Chu Xiu wanted him to die or whether he didn't want him to die.

He lowered his head and said dissatisfiedly, "Who are you after? I'm trying to save you."

Before he finished speaking, the rope wrapped around his neck made him a little suffocated. He suddenly realized that he was stupid, so he quickly put down the lightning whip, and took out the plum blossom dagger from his arms and pressed it against his neck.

"Thank you for reminding me, it's useless to strangle yourself first later."

As soon as he exerted force in his hand, a bloodstain was drawn on the snow-white neck by the tip of the knife, and he continued to look at them provocatively.

On the surface, he was as stable as an old dog, but in reality he was in a panic, and Bai Qing's hands were shaking a little, fearing that if he accidentally lost control of his strength, he would die on the spot.

When Chu Xiu saw that he was holding the dagger instead, his eyes finally showed a hint of emotion, and his hands were no longer stiff. He was about to take the dagger away with a dark face, but was slapped away by the man: "Don't make trouble, I don't need your spiritual root, If you do this again, I..."

He thought for a while, but he couldn't think of a threat. It seemed that Chu Xiu should be happy when he died at this time.

Bai Qing lowered his head and whispered, "I won't take you to the Qiwu Gate."

did you see?I'm no longer the original Bai Qing, Qiwumen, a place where so many people can't even reach their heads!

Chu Xiu froze, and looked at Bai Qing in disbelief, with a strange look in his eyes.

Bai Qing looked very satisfied.

In this scene, the servants did not dare to act rashly.

"Homeowner..."

Bai Qing puffed out his chest, and exerted more force in his hands. The blood ran down his neck and stained the skirt of his clothes, but it didn't hurt very much. I don't know if it was related to the evil poison. All parts of his body were very insensitive.

So there are even more daggers in his hand.

Patriarch's complexion was livid, and a few words popped out between his teeth: "Back off!"

As soon as they left, Bai Qing immediately let go of his hand, he was afraid of death.

He covered the wound on his neck with one hand, and stopped the crowd: "I thanked my father, and I will definitely go to Qiwumen on time, but if something happens to Chuxiu within these two months, I swear, Qiwumen will not Any more Bai family members appear."

Will go, but the person who will go is not him.

The latter sentence was naturally intended to bluff the Patriarch, but in the memory of this body, he was indeed the first person to be admitted to the Qiwu Sect.

The head of the family was very angry, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing: "Get out!!"

Bai Qing got out as she said, and she didn't forget to take Chu Xiu away before she got out.