Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

Sometimes life is always extraordinarily wonderful, because you will never guess what Xia Yike will happen to you. It's like, Gu Qianjun didn't know that he would come here and fell in love with Reinhardt.

Or, Ling Cang couldn't be counted. People who have spent their entire life pursuing will become someone else's partner in another world because of him.

Ling Cang's monster face was covered with frost, making the star beast, who was still acting cute and pretending to be silly with Gu Qianjun, stiffened.

Star Beast: What did that guy do with moths? I'm almost going to waste, still dragging me back there.

Spreading the meteorite that had been squeezed into powder in his hand, Ling Cang gloomily stared at the embracing figure of Gu Qianjun and Reinhardt not far away, tearing his red lips apart.

"Huh?" Gu Qianjun, who was holding Reinhardt before going back, paused. As if he had discovered something, after standing quietly for a while, he slowly walked towards the starship again.

Holding Reinhardt's fingers, he slid slightly in the air a few times.

The slight change in the airflow caused Gu Qianjun's footsteps to lean aside, avoiding the flying arrow.

When he turned around, Reinhardt in his arms was no longer by his side. Staring at a certain corner, there is no change in Gu Qianjun's face: "Ling Cang! I don't remember that sneaking is your style."

"Qianjun really knows me well?" A calm voice in the charm slowly sounded in Gu Qianjun's mind, and a black robe dragging the ground wrapped Ling Cang's sturdy figure.

The clean lines are like vines, slowly extending upwards in places such as the hem of the sleeves.

The glowing compass in his hand is still very eye-catching in the bright starry sky. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look like objects in Ling Cang's hands.

Even when Gu Qianjun saw what Ling Cang was holding, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, covering the complexities that flashed inside: "You found this thing."

With the corners of his lips pressed, Ling Cang smiled rather reservedly, staring down at the object in his hand: "This Xuanyue Mirror is something I found with difficulty. As long as this thing is there, I can bring it with me. You return to the realm of cultivation."

The reserved smile on his face turned crazy because of the last thought. Gu Qianjun, who was standing not far from him, couldn't help frowning.

Before Ling Cang had pitted him, he always had a calm and reliable image in his eyes. Otherwise, he would not stare at everyone's doubts and send the other party to the position of Sect Master Promise.

Even if Ling Cang pitted him and brought him into another world, his image has not changed much.

After all, at that time, Ling Cang's situation was obviously controlled by the inner demon. Although the ancestor Gu himself was speechless about the fact that he became Ling Cang's heart demon.

By then, the current appearance of the other party was completely unfamiliar to Old Ancestor Gu.

Frivolous, crazy, evil, unscrupulous. It is almost a portrayal of the entire darkness, and the current image completely runs counter to his perception.

"I don't want to go back." Gu Qianjun looked at Ling Cang: "I never thought about going back. Maybe there were before, but now there are people who are more important to me."

"Heh..." A chuckle overflowed from Ling Cangyan's red lips, and his dark purple eyes were full of mocking and disdain: "It's just a half-demon awakened blood, not as good as our low-level monsters. He. What is it?"

Obviously I was the first to meet you, and it was also me who first brought you to experience the prosperity of the world. But he is a fellow with impure blood, so why should you treat him differently?

When Reinhardt was mentioned, the coldness in Ling Cang's eyes almost frostbitten people. Hearing what the other party said, Gu Qianjun still didn't change anything. It was like what Ling Cang was talking about was just a passerby who had nothing to do with him.

The white boots moved slightly, so fast that they were almost invisible. The squad that had already stayed in the starship, the level that had not yet arrived, saw Gu Qianjun's movements, and the two had already handed over.

The dazzling long sword bloomed with dazzling light in the sea of ​​stars, almost illuminating a dim starry sky.

Hilton stood in the starship and rubbed his eyes: "Fuck, Qianjun's weapon, if the usual energy is not enough, can you use it as a supply of energy?"

Other people: ...you have a big brain.

Ling Cang looked at the long sword in front of him, with a little caution in his eyes.

Maybe the remaining cultivators don't know, but the circle of people in the cultivating world is extremely afraid of Gu Qianjun's weapons. In ordinary fights, Gu Qianjun only uses ordinary magical weapons at best.

Only when you are really serious, will you come up with your own natal weapon.

The weapon has no name and looks like a beautiful handicraft from a distance. The whole body is crystal clear, like yellowish amber. Exquisite lines surround it, and under the refraction of sunlight, it is full of brilliance.

Except when I was a child, I saw Gu Qianjun and You Ying sparring. It was only when Gu Qianjun was refining the small world and was reported to have caused an uproar.

It was that time that Gu Qianjun's life spirit sword became famous in the entire cultivation world.

"Unexpectedly, Qianjun would actually be so worthy of me." Seeing the sword in Gu Qianjun's hand, Ling Cang's eyes burst out with scorching brightness. Staring at Gu Qianjun closely, as if he couldn't wait to melt people.

However, in those dark purple eyes, there was no greed of other cultivators, but a strange fanaticism.

Gu Qianjun held the sword in his hand and stood in the void with a long body and a jade-like appearance. It's just that after he tilted his head, the original cold feeling was instantly diluted, and he looked a little dull.

The long sword in his hand felt like Gu Qianjun's thoughts, and the original brilliant streamer stopped for a while.

"Bang—" When the people inside the starship thought they would continue to stand there and talk nonsense, the two collided again.

"Fuck!" Hilton watched the surrounding meteorites turn into dust during the battle between the two, and was stunned: "It's no wonder Qianjun signaled us before and told us to come back for refuge."

The soldier next to him also nodded blankly: "That's right, I was still wondering, if it didn't go then. It's a question whether my mech can withstand their blow."

"Cut, it's your broken mech. You have another blow?" Another soldier stood by and laughed: "Have you never seen Gu Shao's repulsion of that white tiger with a sword before? Just that one. Hit, a hundred of them are not enough for you to chop."

"Wait!" I don't know when, Sirte, who was standing behind them, looked at the scene in the distance, and couldn't help frowning: "Why didn't you see the marshal? And... is that person doing something? Little action?"

When Hilton turned his head, he saw his brother's rare embarrassment, his face pale and scary.

The man who was so frightened that he was a little over 1.9 meters away wished to carry the person into the medical room immediately: "Fuck, Celte, who are you inhaled by? Why is your face so pale?"

"...I'll hit you, believe it or not." Celt twitched his mouth and looked at Hilton: "I was attacked by that man before. Pay attention, that guy is not a simple character."

A group of people watched, and the adjutant who wanted to disobey him was trained like a weak chirping child by his twin brothers, and they couldn't help shaking their shoulders.

Onlookers: Adjutant Hilton... What a miserable man hhhhhhhh.

The Xuanyue Mirror that was thrown into the air by Ling Cang unknowingly, the surrounding brilliance became more and more prosperous. But unlike the stunning appearance when he appeared, everyone's eyes were on Gu Qianjun's side.

The long sword passed through Ling Cang like a stream of light. The originally neat robe was cut apart under Gu Qianjun's attack, revealing the wound inside.

The blood of the Demon Race is not like the Human Race. Although their blood is also red, it is the kind of corrupt black maroon.

A drop of almost black blood slowly slipped from the wound. The black robe covered it all. And Gu Qianjun was also under Ling Cang's attack, with some fine wounds on his body.

Gu Qianjun: The full text is responsible for the force value. Why am I still beaten when I have reached the peak? I do not understand……

He casually wiped off the blood from the wound on his cheek, but Gu Qianjun's brows and eyes were a little more unrestrained and unrestrained: "I haven't had a fight like this in a long time."

Ling Cang raised his brows inconspicuously, and his actions became more fierce. If it weren't for others to see the sentiment in Ling Cang's eyes, it would not be an exaggeration to rely on that action to say that there was a feud between them.

"Qianjun, go back with me. This is not your world at all, and you can feel it. The heavens here have been jealous of you. Why do you stay here and go against the sky will not have good results."

The dark purple eyes stared at Gu Qianjun intently, hoping that Gu Qianjun could change his mind. After all, Gu Qianjun is not a person in this world, but his ability has surpassed the control of heaven.

As shrewd as heaven, it is impossible to leave such a huge hidden danger here.

This is like a sharp double-edged sword. Gu Qianjun's existence can bring him a huge leap, and he might become one of the masters of heaven. But at the same time grasping his lifeblood.

It now appears that Gu Qianjun's harm is obviously much greater than his benefits. After all, Reinhardt, the son of luck, has become what he is now.

No one in power would like such a threat. Obliteration is inevitable.

Heavenly Dao: I'm not talking nonsense without you. There are always people who want to hurt me! ! !

As a way of heaven, what you pay attention to is balance. But this is only the general direction they got after differentiation. All the details need to be measured by themselves.

And this standard of measurement is luck. A person's luck determines how high God's blessing is for him. This is one reason Tiandao will never quietly take care of Qianjun. In the face of adversity, the luck of Old Ancestor Gu is almost the sum of all people.

And Tiandao itself was born from Chaos, which is equivalent to being one of Chaos' sons. Gu Qianjun's body is candlelight, which is differentiated from chaos.

In this way, the two of them can be said to be almost brothers. Naturally, Tiandao would not hurt Gu Qianjun even more.

After all, everyone’s parents are the same, and does he want to make me look like...

Therefore, what Ling Cang said was purely the result of his own brain supplementing too much.

Regarding Ling Cang's advice, Old Ancestor Gu said that there was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even wanted to laugh. However, his face still stretched with his immortal posture: "Xiuxian is going against the sky, Ling Cang, your heart is beginning to feel weak."

Hmm...xiuxian is going against the sky, and it's normal to die halfway. But not being strong in mind is definitely a taboo for cultivating immortals. From the slightest level of cultivation, the level of cultivation is not advancing.

Otherwise, why would the major sects kick out disciples for a certain period of time every time for training? On the one hand, the so-called righteous way has a good reputation. The other side is also to increase the experience of the disciples.

To put it bluntly, it is to train the disciple's mind, so as not to prevent the opponent from finishing the ball halfway due to xinxing issues.

Ling Cang twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't speak, but just glanced in other directions. Let Gu Qianjun forget the past vigilantly in an instant.

The beautiful Xuan Yue Jing exudes brilliance quietly. Gu Qianjun's eyes are so old, he can see that something is wrong almost at a glance: "You actually opened the Xuanyue Mirror forcibly."

Damn it, this little **** was really sent by the sky to fight against me, right? I want to **** me off.

What kind of thing is Xuan Yuejing? People in the cultivation world don't know that he still doesn't know it? It's a heaven-defying artifact that can go back to time and space and tamper with space. But in fact that thing is a wicked weapon.

Whose artifact needs the blood of thousands of people and the blood of a sacred animal to open it at every turn? Even if there is, it won't hurt people casually, okay!

Otherwise, if you have tried your best to use the artifact, and you have sacrificed your own people seven or eighty-eight, then there is still an egg to use? It's better to fight to death by yourself at the beginning.

The radiant long sword was unlucky, and with the sword aura that caused the world to change its color, it surgingly slammed down at the Xuanyue Mirror floating above.

The soft light spread out, shielding the entire Xuanyue Mirror inside, and layers upon layers of enchantments were piled up on the periphery, blocking the sword aura from the outside.

Standing in the same place, Ling Cang looked at the Xuan Yue mirror above, his face paled. Forcibly resisted the fishy sweetness coming up from his throat.

Gu Qianjun, who could barely change his sword energy, also silently swallowed the blood in his throat.

Hey, forcibly changed his way, and was backlashed by his own power. It was ashamed to say it. If you let You Ying know, she might laugh at me to death.

"Ka Ka -" Xuan Yue Jing, standing quietly in the void, made a crisp sound. Under the brilliant light and everyone's gaze, it turned into a shining powder.