Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"Roar--" A huge tiger roar sounded in the space where there should be no sound. Everyone present couldn't help covering their ears, and some people even leaked blood in their ears.

Gu Qianjun, who was the closest, seemed unaffected, and the long sword in his hand was in front of him. After the white tiger roared for a week, he pulled a sword flower neatly.

Point your toes, when everyone can see clearly, the whole person has already been fighting with Baihu. The slender body of the sword touched the white tiger's sharp claws, making the sound of metal collision.

Others looked at the scene in front of them without blinking. If someone told them before that, someone could walk directly in the talk control, and could fight the star beast alone with one sword. They will definitely sneer.

After all, this thinking of acceptance is completely different. Even subverted their cognition. But it happened to be such a scene that shouldn't exist, and it just appeared in front of them alive now.

"Baihu! Wake up." Gu Qianjun looked at the behemoth that had fallen into a madness in front of him, the emotion in his eyes with rare sadness. The swordsmanship in his hand is becoming more and more agile.

The white tiger master is killing and killing, and he can't think of Suzaku or Xuanwu as he did before. In addition to knocking him down completely, other methods are useless.

At the end, even Gu Qianjun's body showed a lot of red marks. Bai Hu's attack became more and more fierce, just like... Gu Qianjun's blood stimulated him.

This will not work.

Pursing his lips, Gu Qianjun's eyes condensed when he looked at Bai Hu. With your toes lightly, the person is already standing three meters away from the white tiger.

The long sword that was still in his hand, after leaving the palm of his hand, instantly became larger and divided under the urging of the spell. Countless long swords with cold light moved with Gu Qianjun's arm.

"Broken--" As Gu Qianjun's voice fell, the sword flew towards the white tiger.

Sword Qi is 30,000 miles horizontally and horizontally, and one sword shines on 19 continents.

The earth-shaking sword formation, like a giant dragon whistling past, penetrated Baihu's body and dissipated in the air. The starry sky that was supposed to be magnificent and dreamy, all seemed to be frightened by the sword light, and the lining showed a frost-like color.

This piece of starry sky seemed to be frozen by frost, and for a while, everything was completely silent.

At this moment, everyone who was still worried about Gu Qianjun was shocked by the sight in front of him and could not speak. Can only stare blankly at the white tiger who has been sealed inside.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth, and still couldn't make a sound.

The huge ice cube is like crystal, sealing the white tiger inside. Gu Qianjun held the long sword and walked forward, and a slight noise appeared in Gu Qianjun's ear.

On the original smooth ice surface, cracks were like a spider web, spread all over the ice.

"Roar—" As the tiger roar sounded, the fragmented ice cubes looked like flying flowers scattered, rubbing Gu Qianjun's cheeks. The sharp ice crystals directly cut out bright red blood on the cheeks.

"Zheng——" like the sound of metal collision. Obviously, in the soundless space, the violent collision made people hallucinate.

"Duo Duo, take someone with you, I'll be there later. Don't worry about me." Gu Qianjun, who directly communicated to Reinhardt with his spiritual sense, was wounded by Baihu's sharp claws on his shoulder without checking.

As the scattered ice crystals blocked the view, Reinhardt couldn't see what Gu Qianjun and Abian were doing.

But since Gu Qianjun said, even if Reinhardt was still worried, he still commanded the fleet to leave here and head to the front line with a blank expression on his face.

"Marshal, where are you going?" Hilton couldn't help shouting while sitting next to him watching Reinhardt take out his mecha and go to space.

Reinhardt, who turned around, glanced expressionlessly in the mecha. Without saying a word about protecting his forehead, he flew in the same direction as Gu Qianjun before.

Her long hair was scattered and scribbled on her shoulders, and her long hair tails even floated directly. The clothes that had been dry and quiet had already become shattered under the struggle with Baihu. The spilled blood dyed the white clothes bright red.

Very casually wiped a hand of blood from the corners of his lips, Gu Qianjun looked at Bai Hu's eyes very solemnly: "Damn, Bai Hu's attack power has doubled after being demonized."

"Qianjun, are you okay?" Reinhardt caught up with him and stopped Bai Hu's paw with a light blade. The sound coming from the machine was obviously anxious.

Gu Qianjun stood up and shook his head: "Didn't you say that you were to wait first? Why did you come here?" Tsk, vomiting blood in front of Duoduo, it feels a bit embarrassing.

Patriarch Gu, who paid great attention to his own image, stood up after seeing someone helping to withstand the attack, first of all sorted out his clothes leader slowly.

Reinhardt sighed helplessly: "I am very worried about you, so after they leave, I will come back to look for you." The mechatronic sound is still cold and without emotion, but Reinhardt's words seem to be seductive. Little hook.

Old Ancestor Gu, with a thin red face, coughed softly: "You first step back, I will try to see if you can seal the white tiger."

"It's better to leave it to me." A deep voice appeared in Gu Qianjun's mind. Gu Qianjun, who was still solemn at first, suddenly became difficult to look at his face.

Although he couldn't hear Qinglong's voice, the observation had always been keenly on guard. Gu Qianjun's voice was chilly, and his eyes stared coldly at the opposite Qinglong: "You dare to appear in front of me?"

"What's unwilling to do with this?" Qinglong, whose hair was already dragging the ground, stepped on top in the air. The blue-black robe and big sleeves on his body looked extraordinarily majestic in the vast sea of ​​stars.

The Xuanwu Egg and Vermilion Bird Egg, whose arms had shrunk several times, were embraced by Qinglong. The original brightly colored eggshells have become dimmed, and the spirits are a bit startled.

"What did you do to them?" Gu Qianjun looked at the egg in Qinglong's arms and pursed his lips. The aura on his body was like splashing ink, spreading across the entire starry sky.

Qinglong moved up without a trace, avoiding Gu Qianjun's seemingly limp but lethal consciousness: "What are you so anxious about, Zhuzhao? We are brothers, and I won't harm them."

"If it were you before, I would naturally believe it." Gu Qianjun curled his lips to cover up his cold light: "However, the demonized beasts are not less credible."

As Gu Qianjun's voice fell, a common tornado like a tornado swept away towards the Qinglong.

As the sword formation swept through, Gu Qianjun's face also paled a little.

The return of Wan Jian to Zong has extremely high requirements for the control and accuracy of spiritual power, and in this time and space, there is almost no spiritual power for Gu Qianjun to freely supplement.

Although ordinary spells can also be played out. But as a divine beast, the white tiger and blue dragon are almost completely immune to these spells.

Therefore, the only thing that can contain them is the return of Wan Jian!

"Well, two ten thousand swords have been returned to the sect. Candlelight must have consumed a lot of your consumption, right?" Qinglong approached Gu Qianjun, almost touching the tip of his nose to Gu Qianjun's face: "Your face is very pale."

Touching the blood on his face, Qinglong shrugged indifferently: "To be honest, you don't have to fight for a human being like this. Isn't it good for us to live together all the time?"

Gu Qianjun stood beside Reinhardt's mech and spoke, but his actions have already explained his choice.

"Okay, okay, since Zhuzhao doesn't want to. Then I'll go first." Qinglong Gu Qianjun, who seemed to come over for a cutscene, waved his hand.

His body once again turned into a thick black mist in front of Gu Qianjun, the white tiger behind him was still roaring, but also turned into black mist and disappeared in front of Gu Qianjun.

"Duo Duo..." Gu Qianjun stood beside Reinhardt and looked up at Reinhardt's huge mecha: "Wait until everything is over, how about we find a quiet place to settle down?"

Reinhardt stretched out his mechanical arm and carefully rubbed the long hair that was floating behind Gu Qianjun: "I had this idea before, but I never had time to tell you later."

Had it not been for the worms of the Federation and the Empire, now I would still stay with Qianjun in the Worm Star. I don’t have to come out and encounter such things that I always want to grab someone from me.

#Always someone wants to grab my object#

#Let me guess, who wants to rob me today? #

#我总想，The world is my rival in love#

The Marshal, who was deeply trapped in the persecuted delusion, looked at Gu Qianjun's long white hair, his eyes were deep, as if the color of ink was rolling inside.

When the two starships arrived, a group of people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The marshal is their master. It's okay to run out without worrying about anything. And Gu Qianjun's straight-forward display of a sword coming from the west was enough to make this soldier worship him.

It's just that the soldier who originally planned to come forward to discuss the discussion, after seeing his marshal's dark complexion and the pale appearance of Gu Shao's attachment, could only be reluctant to silently watch Gu Shao being helped into the room by the marshal.

"Fuck, I want to..."

"its me……"

"Damn, I really admire the marshal, even if I have a strong ability, even the person I'm looking for is so awesome."

"I want to have such an object too."

"I can……"

Before a group of people finished speaking, Hilton was behind them, reaching out and giving each a slap: "What do you think? It's not yours that you are thinking about. Moreover, when the time comes, the marshal will be forced to talk and wait to be slapped. Clean it up."

The beaten boy smiled awkwardly at Hilton: "Don't be like that adjutant, don't we want to ease the atmosphere?" If it weren't for the dull atmosphere, I wouldn't force it like this.

A group of people noisily surrounded Hilton, but Gilbert before, sat beside him with muffled contemplation.

"What do you think?" After everyone dispersed, Hilton stepped forward and handed a can of water to Gilbert. Following the opponent's line of sight, he looked at Reinhardt's bedroom.

He raised his eyebrows clearly: "What am I talking about? I was looking at the marshal. What is so good about the marshal." Gilbert, who was still a little nervous, heard the other party's words again, and his clenched fist loosened a bit. .

After waiting for Hilton to leave, Gilbert looked at the crescent marks on the palm of his hand: "I was almost found..." If the adjutant knew that it was Gu Shao I was watching, I would definitely be ridiculed.

He was so unfriendly to others before, but now he regards them as his life idol. The slap in the face was too fast and it caught people off guard.

Gilbert, who has always been a tough guy, couldn't help but flushed his dark face.

But Shao Gu is really handsome, I don’t know if I’m going to apply for Shao Gu’s dog licking before it’s too late. If I learn that technique... Ma, I'm so handsome, I'm going to die when I think about it.

Another young man who never returned on Gu Qianjun's licking dog avenue, Sa Yazi ran wildly.

As for the number one... it must be Reinhardt. The marshal said that he said second, no one dared to call first.

On the other side, Gu idol, who has been stuffed by Reinhardt in the quilt, is busy arguing with Reinhardt naively: "I want to eat meat, but also dessert, snacks."

After the fight, I felt very hungry, and was thrown into the repair liquid by the marshal before he could speak. I finally waited until it came out and ordered a lot of favorites. As a result, he was directly rejected by those who were worried about being overly marshal.

So, in Old Ancestor Gu's heart, Old Ancestor Gu said that he was in a small mood and he was about to make trouble.

Gu Qianjun sighed helplessly as he saw himself shrunk into a ball and stuffed it into the cup, and dug the person out of the quilt: "Okay, don't be mad at so many places where you were injured before. Don't eat it."

If it's miscellaneous, something goes wrong, it's not good for the time being. Where can I cry myself.

Gu Qianjun, who didn't understand at all, and didn't want to understand Master Marshal's hard work, curled his lips under the quilt: "I'm hungry." I want to eat, so you go get me some food.

Reinhardt, who understood the subtext, nodded and walked out under Gu Qianjun's urging after a good advice.

If you don't eat any more, it is estimated that the little ancestor will directly give his starship to Yijianpi.

Gu Qianjun, who expressed his complete ignorance about Reinhardt's concerns, after Reinhardt left. I swept around with my spiritual sense, and only after I found that there was no problem, I cautiously opened my palm.

The scorched black mark appeared particularly dazzling on the snow-white skin.

"This thing... is really familiar." Gu Qianjun knocked on his head and looked at some kind of burnt mark on his wrist: "Have you seen it there?"

This kind of unknown and vomiting smell... It shouldn't be forgotten.

After a long while, Gu Qianjun, who really couldn't think of it, noticed that Reinhardt was approaching, and quickly covered the traces of his palms and nestled in the quilt again.

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