The Supreme Being

PS: Xiao Sang later wrote a lot about it in other extra chapters, and it would be boring to write about it again, so let’s write about a past event that was submerged in the last episode. Does anyone still remember which episode it is?

With sobs and the melodious sound of the flute, Gu Xiaosang stood in front of the window, pressing the jade flute with his hand, his pink lips lightly touching, his eyes seemed blurred and ethereal, flowers fell darkly in front of his eyes, and swallows flew in pairs.

Dong-dong-dong, a low and rhythmic knock on the door came, causing her to shrink her gaze, turn around, and reveal an elusive smile.

"Come in." She said in a brisk tone, as if she didn't care about the saint's solemn image.

Squeak, a man dressed as a salesman stepped in, carefully closed the door, and then said respectfully:

"Replying to the Saint, there is news of your order."

He always lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Gu Xiaosang, as if he was afraid of being frightened by that clear and gorgeous face.

"The strange stone from the sky has been lost again?" Gu Xiaosang said with a confused expression, with an expression that made it impossible to see any clues.

"Yes, the extraordinary stone in Zengxian Gate was lost again last night." The salesman answered truthfully.

Gu Xiaosang put the jade flute back into his waist, nodded slightly, and asked casually: "Have there been any strong people on location passing by the mountains and rivers in the past few days?"

The salesman thought hard for a while and then said: "The Cui family has a fleet approaching. They are preparing to go south to Hengyuan to visit the Zheng family. There must be strong people in the field to take charge."

"Mr. Cui of Pingjin has been restless recently. She frequently visits various aristocratic families. Some people may be restless." Gu Xiaosang chuckled lightly, then took out a wax pill from the mustard ring and gave it to the salesman. , "He rushes day and night to the section of the river that enters Huanzhou, and throws this object into the water. It must be completed before tomorrow evening."

She didn't say any threatening words, but the salesman shuddered and blurted out:

"I obey my orders and I will not let the saint down, otherwise I will throw myself into the river and end the rest of my life!"

At this time, he subconsciously raised his head to show his determination, and happened to see those deep eyes that seemed to hide billions of stars.

The starry sky is so vast, beautiful and amazing, and these eyes are so dreamy.

The salesman felt as if he was struck by thunder, and deep inside his heart there was a hint that he was going to commit suicide after completing the task. Then he put away the wax pill in a daze, turned around and left the small building.

The wax ball was as big as a human eye, covered with red skin, and had a bit of a fiery smell. It was obviously something extraordinary.

Gu Xiaosang watched her subordinates go away, motionless for a long time, as if she had turned into a statue. Suddenly, her eyebrows furrowed, as if in pain, her eyes flickered, and suddenly she lost her agility and silence, becoming more deep and indifferent. It seems that after thousands of reincarnations, I have seen through the changes in the world of mortals.

At this moment, tiny purple lightning and blue thunder crackled from the center of her eyebrows, forming layers of seal characters that overlapped into extremely complicated and gorgeous patterns.

The pattern pressed down, penetrated into the skin, and disappeared without a trace, and the agility in Gu Xiaosang's eyes also returned.

"Xiao Zi..." She chuckled, her meaning unclear.

The white gauze fluttered lightly, the door closed, and Gu Xiaosang walked to the window again, with the half-smiling expression still hanging on the corner of his mouth:

"The descendants of Xuannv were born and awakened...Shan Xiumei, Liu Shuyu..."

The ability to plan a layout is not inferior to others. On the one hand, this is his own talent, and on the other hand, it is also the magic of the skills, the accumulation of experience and knowledge.

From a large perspective, I have seen various developments and the greatest possibilities in the future, and may even know more secrets than some of the big names on the other side. As for the small details, Luo Jiao has a long history and has perfect and terrifying information collection capabilities, surpassing those of absolutely no one. Most sects and families.

When you know a lot more than your opponent, things become simpler and easier.

This is something that guy can't imagine at the moment, so he will eventually resist and have to follow his own ideas, like a mouse under a cat's paws. This can also be used to describe himself, yes, it can be used to describe his own situation. …

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The rain was pouring, and the bluestones on the street seemed to have been washed. Shan Xiumei quietly entered the elegant room of Lanyue Building and sat at the main seat. There was no one around, and no guests had arrived yet.

The river tumbles through the poor mountains of Huanzhou, and from time to time you can see the floating corpses of drowned people floating by. At the bottom of a certain section of water, the wax pill seems to have been burned by fire and fused little by little, and the red juice dripping out strangely disappears.

The wax ball cracked completely, revealing what was inside, which was a broken sword tip, slightly longer than the top knuckle of the ring finger.

The tip of the sword was covered with a layer of frozen blue, causing the surrounding water to suddenly slow down and freeze. Then, it burst out with a burst of light that penetrated the river water and rushed into the sky. Its sharp and icy air stirred the world.

In a fleet that had turned south, Cui Qingyu, who had two broken eyebrows, suddenly opened his eyes, and his short beard trembled slightly:

"The aura of the divine weapon?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure was blurred, leaving only layers of purple shadows twisting in place.

Near Lanyue Tower, in a quiet room in a small courtyard, someone also had a gleam in his eyes:

"The birth of a divine weapon?"

The light and shadow floated, and the small courtyard returned to silence.

In the depths of the poor mountains and rivers, a passing strong man on location also turned to look at the faint blue light, then took out a mask and put it on his face. It was the mask of "Taiyi Zhenren" in ancient myths and legends!

In the carriage outside Lanyue Tower, Gu Xiaosang looked up at the sky with a pretty face, watching the fleeting glory.

The matter of the descendants of the God of Thunder is of great importance. It is impossible for Su Nu Dao to send only the descendants of Xuannv just because Shan Xiumei is close to her. There must be strong people on location!

To sway the tiger away from the mountain, one peach and two scholars!

Shan Xiumei waited for a moment, then suddenly felt something. She stood up and walked to the window. She happened to see a woman in white clothes and plain skirt holding an oil-paper umbrella swaying towards her, like flowers bathed in rain.

She walked leisurely, one step to the front of the building, one step to the window!

Shan Xiumei's pupils suddenly shrank, like needlepoints, and waves of prayers sounded like auditory hallucinations in her ears:

"My mother has no life, my hometown is empty..."

"My mother has no life, my hometown is empty!"

A finger as white as jade was pointed at her, and her beautiful eyebrows moved forward involuntarily, as if she had been struck by a nightmare.

At the critical moment, six rays of cold light suddenly burst out. From the big tree in front of Lanyue Building, from the small shop opposite, and from the lobby on the first floor, some jumped out and turned, some meteors chased the moon, and some circled upward, hitting Gu Xiaosang. Every vital point behind her was covered, trying to force her to leave Shan Xiumei. At the same time, a streamer flew from outside the private room and wrapped around Shan Xiumei's waist, trying to drag her back.

The seven heavenly goddesses protect the mysterious master!

For them, getting Shan Xiumei out of danger first is an inevitable choice!

At this moment, Gu Xiaosang disappeared from their eyes!

Gu Xiaosang seemed to have expected it. The finger he just pointed was actually a feint. He followed the trend, made a mistake in his steps, spun his body, and came behind Shan Xiu Mei. Then he flicked out his left hand and hit Shan Xiu Mei directly. The back of the eyebrows.

And Shan Xiumei took the initiative to bump into it under the tug of the ribbon!

After losing Gu Xiaosang's figure, Liu Dao Pilian's momentum did not decrease. Seeing that he was about to stab Shan Xiu's eyebrow, he had to forcefully change his moves, and he panicked for a while.

There was a panic, white shadows flickered, Gu Xiaosang actually gave up Shan Xiu Mei, and ran into the scattered sword light. The surrounding air suddenly disappeared, losing resistance, like a terrifying whirlpool, letting one goddess after another He messed up his steps, lost his center of gravity, and approached the Da Luo enchantress.

Pulling and pulling, pushing and releasing, the white shadows seemed to be dancing, accompanying the figures falling down one after another, and Gu Xiaosang was always around Shan Xiumei, using her as a shield and as a bait.

When the Flower Goddess gave up her ribbon and joined the battle group, only three of the seven Goddess were left!

Shan Xiumei barely recovered and drew out her long sword. Suddenly, the floor split strangely. Her feet were missing and she fell directly from the second floor to the first floor. This also allowed her to get rid of Gu Xiaosang's grasp, and the rest Regardless of their own lives, the three goddesses clung to Gu Xiaosang, preventing her from pursuing them.

Gu Xiaosang was not surprised, just chuckled.

The descendant of Xuannv finally couldn't help but take action...

Afterwards, she killed all the goddesses and chased him into Huan, where she met Meng Qi again.

The past has been buried for thousands of years.