Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

Old people who are too stubborn will die.

The emperor curled his lips secretly, but the eyes of the pair of Gu Qianjun instantly stunned: "Good boy, just tell me what's the matter, don't look at me like this. I'll be shy."

"..." Gu Qianjun twitched his mouth and slowly relaxed his body: "What is it that suddenly called me back? I'll go back if I'm fine."

After going back, maybe we can confirm the identity of Ji Ying. Gu Qianjun squinted her eyes, and the huge pair of bat wings she saw at the last moment was definitely not her illusion.

In other words, why does a person who looks exactly like Duoduo appear in this strange dream?

"Uh...("▔□▔ The emperor's expression was lost for a moment, and after touching Gu Qianjun's eager eyes, his face instantly became serious: "Well, the Devil Realm said that the Devil King was born, I'm afraid you are in exile. There will be accidents. "

After all... the place where the opponent was born seems to be QAQ, the land of exile.

"The Devil?" His slender, white fingertips tapped the table without light or heavy, and the expression on his face was still a little careless: "How do you want to solve it?" If there is a fight, I will definitely sign up for it.

The emperor touched his insignificant beard: "Well...for the people, immortals are responsible. This kind of thing, we must call everyone to sign up, reflecting the different style of our heavenly court."

Embarrassed, ah no! The like-minded two looked at each other, and both saw the look in each other's eyes.

"Fuck... the emperor is drinking too much? Shente is a new style. No matter how handsome is playing the demons, who will applaud the audience?" Si Mingxing looked at the new official document, wishing to throw things on. The face of the emperor.

Si Ming Xing Jun: I have nothing to do all day long and mess up everywhere. With such a ruler, the heavens eat jujube pills! ! !

The other star monarchs are more or less pressing, even the fairies who don't need to participate are also discussing. After all, as soon as these stars leave, they lose a lot of interesting themes.

The stars who packed their things at home shuddered unanimously.

Star gentlemen: I don't know why, I always feel a little guilty in my heart. Do you need to go to Taishang Laojun for an individual check in a short time?

I don't know at all, the grand ancestor, who is about to usher in a small wave of career peak, waited for the fire in the stove: "With so many pills, when will I practice for the old man?"

The boy next to him glanced at each other and methodically continued to watch the fire in the stove. The other is placed on the shelf of the elixirs, which are classified one by one.

As the only God in the Heavenly Court, he would definitely bear the brunt of the fight against Demon Clan Gu Qianjun. And when you set off, there are special cards. The soft silver armor was worn on the body, and the silver hairband jade crown curled up his long hair.

There were almost all Gu Qianjun's fans around him. The sound of screaming and shouting made the Nantian Gate of the Emperor of Heaven almost noisy.

Standing next to Gu Qianjun, the emperor murmured: "Baby, this is the armor I specially made the ninety-nine weaver girls complete in ninety-nine and eighty-one days. The defense is absolutely leveraged."

Gu Qianjun: "..." I don't know why, I have a feeling of listening to the content of Mary Su's novels. It took eighty-one days for ninety-nine weaver girls.

Turning his head to look at Gu Qianjun next to him, within three seconds he turned his head back silently: Am I really in the heaven, not in some human vegetable market? What kind of immortal boards are these?

Old ancestor Gu, who had serious doubts about the quality of the talents in the fairy world, could hardly use his normal eyes to face the elite soldiers in the eyes of the emperor.

Of course, in order to hold up the hand of Gu's ancestors, the outstanding soldiers who came out were at least on the surface with a deep face, and the cold temperament made people feel particularly convincing.

"Oh! Everyone is here, you guys, dear boy, let's go." After speaking with a smile, the emperor turned his head and made a gesture to Si Ming Xingjun.

Before Gu Qianjun could react, the feeling of a sudden drop made him dizzy.

"Oh... **** it, **** it." Gu Qianjun held the trunk of the tree and retched for a long time, looking at the deserted scene around him. His mind was full of the urge to drag the Emperor out and hang on the tree.

When can this guy be more reliable?

Not to mention the crowds around, even the elite soldiers who had come down with them have disappeared.

Old Ancestor Gu, who was holding his stomach, walked slowly with one foot shallow and one foot shallow. I explored the way with my spiritual sense for a long time, looking at the vomit under the tree in front of me, his expression was heavy.

That's it. Tell a ghost story. I said that this forest is actually alive and will move on its own. Believe it or not?

"Yo?" A frivolous voice came from behind Gu Qianjun, and the familiar one made Gu Qianjun turn around instantly: "Duo Duo? Why are you here?"

"Duo Duo?" The names of other people came out of Gu Qianjun's mouth, causing Ji Ying who was on the branch to raise his eyebrows: "You have admitted the wrong person, I am Ji Ying, do you remember?" This little rascal shouted. who?

Ji Ying was a little uncomfortable, ignoring Gu Qianjun's strange feeling when he called him a lot at the beginning.

"Ji Ying?" Gu Qianjun pursed his lips: "I didn't admit my mistake, it's just that you are long, exactly like a person who is particularly important to me." And I even suspect that you two are the same person╮(╯3╰)╭

Of course, Gu Qianjun didn't say the last sentence. After all, his instinct tells him that if it is said, it will be no good, and it is enough to know some things by himself.

Ji Ying, who jumped from the tree with his hands braced, stretched out his hand and slammed twice, and lowered the decorative scales on the soft armor that Gu Qianjun was wearing: "What are you wearing? Go acting?"

Gu Qianjun shook his head and looked at the surrounding scenery: "Why did you appear here? There is no personal smoke around here." You returned the barren duck batch?

The dazzling question was revealed in Gu Qianjun's eyes, and Ji Ying smiled and said, "This is a place where few humans set foot in the Exiled Land. I just hid in to try to be quiet."

The ancestor Gu, who expressed his understanding, left this question behind his head in a blink of an eye. After all, he knew how noisy the humans in the exile were.

I even wanted to ask them, do you not sleep in the middle of the night and wait for sudden death?

Old ancestor Gu, who has stored a lot of network terms and so on, is thinking very seriously.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on the top of his head and rubbed it: "What are you thinking about? So ecstatic?" He was still thinking about it, and rubbed two more hands on Old Ancestor Gu's head. Being bold is fearless.

Ji Ying: Crazy testing on the verge of being beaten.

Before Gu Qianjun stretched out his hand and slapped him away, he put his hand down one step closer. The ancestor Gu, who was choked, snorted.

"I just saw you have been wandering here for a long time, why? Take a walk?" Ji Ying asked suspiciously, but a flash of schadenfreude flashed across his eyes.

The other party’s tone was so serious that Gu Qianjun didn’t react for a while. The other party was making fun of him: “I was thrown down. The old man didn’t know how to improve, so he just threw it away. I don’t know the way here.”

To put it bluntly, I just got lost again. I really don't know how such a powerful divine consciousness showed him the way.

Ji Ying slandered inwardly, but in response to Gu Qianjun's keenly stolen gaze, he immediately nodded seriously: "I'll take you out. It's really complicated here. I almost couldn't find it when I first came here. To the way."

It seems that it’s not my road idiot. Ji Ying with such a good sense of direction almost got lost here. There must be a problem with the woods here. That's right! It's the problem of the woods.

The ancestor Gu, who pretended to comfort him in his heart, missed Ji Ying's flash of smile.

As soon as the two of them left the forest, they saw a group of gleaming silver guards surrounded the outside. When I saw Gu Qianjun, the joy on his face just appeared, because the person behind Gu Qianjun was distorted.

Some grinning smiles made Gu Qianjun frown: "You... are your faces okay?" The person given by the old man... is your brain okay? Are all expressions so ghostly?

"Shangxian, come here quickly. Be careful! The one behind you is the Demon King." One of the guards said to Gu Qianjun with an anxious expression.

Gu Qianjun: Huh? What are you talking about?

"The devil?" Gu Qianjun frowned and looked at Ji Ying behind him: "You said this guy? Is it the devil?"

What kind of fantasy plot is this? Friends once turned back, the doomed enemy of life and death?

#This magical dreamland, has been refreshing my worldview#

#A good penyu exactly the same as Duoduo has become a swollen enemy of life and death? #

#This world can't take the plot well? Why is there always a sudden change in the style of painting? #

#我想静静, don’t ask me who Jingjing is#

Ji Ying behind her smiled when she saw Gu Qianjun turning her head, with a frivolous expression on her face: "So what do you do in shock? You don't know, do you?"

Ji Ying's eyes were playful, but the depths were extremely dark and tyrannical, like an endless dark swamp. I want to swallow the people in front of me completely.

"Uh ("▔□▔), I said I really don't know if you believe it? Gu Qianjun curled his lips and smiled awkwardly.

Why do I encounter this kind of thing? I don’t have any memory of the Demon King’s memory. How to fatten four? ? ? Could it be that his memory is faulty, dementia?

Gu Qianjun, who was still thinking about it, felt a familiar pain in his heart before he recovered. Looking down a bit blankly, the piercing dagger was quietly stuck in his chest.

And the wrist holding the dagger was strong and powerful, and it was Ji Ying who was still teasing before.

Gu Qianjun: "???"

As if seeing Gu Qianjun's doubts, Ji Ying smiled softly: "Sorry." She said this, but there was no regret in her tone.

I only saw Ji Ying's mouth one by one saying something. Before Gu Qianjun could hear clearly, he closed his eyes.

"Dididi——" The noisy alarm sounded in the room, and the red-haired man sitting at the table looked at Gu Qianjun inside the instrument. The expression on his face was fierce and public.

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