Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"Are you awake?" Qingrun's voice rang in his ears, and the child lying on the bed did not adapt to the sudden light, and there were physical tears in his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the place where the sound was made.

A man dressed in white sits on a chair, his appearance is not mortal. Slender fingers are holding a crystal clear teacup, and the curled up arms make the man's face even more unreal.

Gu Qianjun, who was sitting by the window, opened his eyes when he saw the child lying on the bed. When he turned his head to meet the opponent's line of sight, his eyebrows were bent and he smiled at the opponent.

As a result, the child looked at himself indifferently (fog), and did not speak for a long time.

Perceiving the vigilance and alert in the opponent's eyes, Gu Qianjun sighed, stood up and stood not far from the bed: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." So there is no need to be so alert.

The subtext behind Gu Qianjun's words is quite clear, the child sitting on the bed, the guard in his eyes is slightly loosened, but the body is still habitually tight.

Understanding the other party's situation cannot be resolved in a moment, and Gu Qianjun is not too aggressive. The fingers moved under the robe, and the chair not far away moved to his side.

Sitting on the chair casually, Gu Qianjun stretched out his hand and handed the tea cup in front of the other person's eyes: "You just woke up, and you must have a bad voice. Drink some tea slowly."

"Thanks, thank you." As a result, the child who took a sip from the teacup, his voice was not hoarse like a child should have. Even when speaking, it seemed to be a little strenuous.

Mocking his lips, Gu Qianjun took the teacup that the other party had finished drinking and smiled: "What's your name? Where do you live? Why did you get hurt?"

The moment Gu Qianjun finished the question, the child who had relaxed a little vigilance didn't know where he was stepped on, and his body immediately tightened. Some flushed pupils stared at Gu Qianjun firmly.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qianjun was stunned for such a reaction. Before he could react, the child on the bed was photographed in the corner.

Ling Cang, who didn't know when he opened the door, stared at the child in the corner. Seeing nothing from the other party, he looked at Gu Qianjun nervously, "Qianjun, are you okay? Are you injured?"

While talking, nervously wanted to step forward to check if the other party was injured.

"I'm okay." Gu Qianjun stretched out his hand and pushed away Ling Cang's stretched hand: "I'm okay, your hand was too heavy." After finishing speaking, no matter what Ling Cang's reaction was, his footsteps were a little hurried like a child in a corner. Go.

The ruddy child who was still looking pale at this time was already lying on the ground with a faint breath. The blood line on the lips has been slipping.

After stuffing a pill into the opponent's final, Gu Qianjun took the opponent back to the bed with some care. When looking back at Xiang Lingcang, his eyes were already cold.

Ling Cang was irritated by Gu Qianjun's eyes, pursing the corners of his lips, and said nothing.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Gu Qianjun's voice was cold, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger. The look in Ling Cang's eyes was no different than usual.

It's just that Ling Cang, who has always been acquainted with Gu Qianjun, has keenly felt that the other party has become a lot colder towards him. The kind of coldness that didn't appear on the surface made Ling Cang's eyes red. "Why?"

"Why? Not expensive is a child you picked up casually, so you are so careful with him?" Ling Cang, whose eyes were already red, stared at the child on the bed: "It's just a mortal, what's worth it? Are you like this?"

But it was the first time I met, and the influence of this child was so great. If in the future...

Ling Cang, who didn't dare to think anymore, stared at the child on the bed, wishing to kill the killer directly in front of Gu Qianjun.

Gu Qianjun frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and waved his sleeve, and directly threw Ling Cang out: "You have been unstable recently. Go back and reflect on it for a few days."

When Gu Qianjun turned around, the child who was still standing on the bed had already sat up without knowing when. A small ball, looking at him with scorching eyes.

"What are you doing looking at me like this?" Gu Qianjun stood there and looked at the small group on the bed: "Sorry, my lax discipline has caused you to suffer such unwarranted disasters."

"What's your name?" Maybe it's been a long time since I heard the answer, even the always thick-skinned Old Ancestor Gu couldn't help it. It took a long time to think of such a question.

But after a long time, Gu Qianjun couldn't help being a little discouraged without hearing the other party's answer.

"I... don't have a name." The child who wanted to say his name, but suddenly thought of something, silently changed his words.

"Huh?" Gu Qianjun was stunned for a moment who didn't expect the other party to answer that way. Seeing the other person sitting on the bed extremely disappointed. Not knowing what was going on, he twitched his head and rubbed the opponent's head.

The ancestor Gu, who had recovered, looked at his fluffy head under his hand, and couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "Sorry, I didn't mean it." He said as if to show that he didn't mean it. Stepped back several steps.

The child sitting on the bed just answered silently, and closed his eyes sleepily. Shrinked into a small ball and fell asleep on the bed.

Gu Qianjun, who was extremely sensitive in consciousness, naturally felt the lump of breath on the bed, and gradually sank.

Some tangled around in the room a few times, and finally did not know where to find a jade platform, lifted up the robe, and sat on it. While meditating, guarding each other.

After all, such a small child is still seriously injured. If you don't look at it, you don't know what will happen.

The golden sunlight came through the window from outside, shining softly on the two of them. It seems that there is some harmony outside.

The years here are quiet, but Ling Cang is in dire straits. Because countless people are paying attention to Gu Qianjun's side, and when Ling Cang was thrown out, he was directly thrown down the mountain by Gu Qianjun.

The enchantment also didn't allow Ling Cang to go in again, and there was a lot of noise. Those unfamiliar disciples who wandered under Gu Qianjun's mountain peaks have seen this scene.

Suddenly, the wind and whispers in the sect, like a tornado, swept inside the sect. Even the Sect Master, who didn't care much about such things, pulled Ling Cang over and asked.

"Ling Cang, what's the rumors in the sect... What's the matter?" The sect master looked at Ling Cang with complicated eyes, but the consequences of the incident between Gu Qianjun and Ling Cang made him complicate this issue to Gai. Go down.

Grasping the ridicule in his heart, Ling Cang seemed to respectfully answer the suzerain’s question on the surface: "When the disciple and ancestor went out the other day, the ancestor brought a child back. When I went today, I mistakenly thought that the child wanted Attack the ancestors."

As he said, he paused as if thinking of something. Then, under the urging of the suzerain’s eyes, he slowly opened his mouth: "Because the disciple was aggressive, he accidentally beat the child seriously and accidentally angered the ancestor, and then he was thrown out."

"What did the ancestor say?" The Sect Master looked at Ling Cang eagerly, wishing to grab the opponent's shoulder and shake it.

"The ancestor said, let me reflect on it these days." Ling Cang lowered his head, standing underneath, not saying anything. The Sect Master, who had originally looked a little anxious, calmed down after listening to Ling Cang's words.

He touched his beard, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and patted Ling Cang's shoulder, letting Ling Cang go back.

Ling Cang, who saluted and walked out, smiled silently in a place where the Sect Master could not see. The drooping eyes covered the inside, a thick mockery.

I wanted to hold Gu Qianjun on my own, but I was afraid that I would not worry about myself because I walked too close to Gu Qianjun.

This Promise Sect who has lived for a long time... treats others as fools.

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"I said..." Gu Qianjun looked at the child with a sullen face in front of him, feeling a bit painful.

It was not like this when it was picked up a few days ago. After being beaten by Ling Cang for a while, a dead face was stretched, and the whole person seemed to have changed. Could it be... I bumped my head when I was beaten?

He stretched out his hand and poked the opponent's forehead: "You guy, you don't look like a child at all. What are you going to do if you stay silent all day?" Gu Qianjun's eyes flashed when he thought of the other party's too solid soul. Streamer.

The child standing opposite him still had a cold smiling face, but his hands tightly grasped the corner of Gu Qianjun's clothes, as if he was afraid of being left behind by the other party.

After a long while, stepping on the iliac muscles patiently asked three words: "Follow you."

"Huh?" The voice rose a little, and Old Ancestor Gu looked at the little carrot head in front of him: "You want to follow me?" This child is afraid that he is not conscious of being beaten.

"It's not easy to follow me, you work hard every day. And..." The prolonged voice, with a hint of danger: "It is very likely that you will die because of me."

Feeling the force of tightening the sleeves, Gu Qianjun lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Some thin little hands tightly squeezed Gu Qianjun's sleeves, with a firm voice that cannot be ignored: "I'm not afraid, I want to follow you."

"Okay." As if thinking of something, Gu Qianjun turned his head and agreed: "From today, you are my Promise Sect Taishang ancestor, Gu Qianjun's disciple. Give your name, Yun Yuan."

Yun Yuan nodded with a sullen face: "What is your name?"

"I don't have a road number." Gu Qianjun stretched out his hand and flicked the opponent's forehead. When he saw the other party's redness, he stretched out his hand and rubbed him apologetically: "I was brought back by the open mountain master of the Wujizong. To be precise, I am the first generation of the Wujizong."

However, it does not seem appropriate to say that?

Some ancestor Gu, who was entangled in how to explain, rubbed the fluffy head on the opposite side: "These are not important. You just have to remember that your master is called Gu Qianjun. Who in this cultivation world bullies you and beats you well? If something goes wrong, the master will take care of it for you."

Old Ancestor Gu, who was only handsome for three seconds, said the first sentence, and the painting style behind it turned towards the collapsed continent, and Sayazi ran forever and never returned.

The style of painting that he recognizes as a master has changed drastically. Yun Yuan nodded without changing his face, his whole painting style was out of tune with the current situation.

"Tsk." Looking at the other's expressionless face, Gu Qianjun reached out and rubbed two hands on the other's face with some boringness: "But first, I won't take an apprentice with me. In some places, I may not be able to take care of it. , You have to say it yourself."

"Come, stretch your hand, I will first teach you how to induce body penetration." Like playing with some interesting toy, Gu Qianjun took Yun Yuan's arm and fiddled with it everywhere.

You Ying, who came out of the meditation, stood in the sea of ​​knowledge and looked at the other's movements. She couldn't help but twitched her mouth: "I said...Where did you get the candle light on your child? It's so fun."

"You can't say that, what makes me having fun? I'm teaching my disciples, okay?" Gu Qianjun took the time to reply, and relentlessly returned: "You Ying, why are you waking up so soon?"

Go back and practice, don’t bother me here.

You Ying, who understood the other party's subtext, couldn't help but sighed: "No, let me see how you teach it?"

"You are free." Gu Qianjun replied with a faint reply, and continued to play with the expressionless Yun Yuan enthusiastically.

"Huh? Wrong, wrong, wrong action..."

"You are wrong, I am right."

"I was wrong, listen to me, listen to me..."

"You are also wrong..."

The two of them had been busy for a long time, and they didn't see Yun Yuan in any way that caused him to enter his body. After a long time, I looked at Yun Yuan, who was still expressionless on the other side, with some despair: "I said, why are you so fat?"

Old Ancestor Gu, who couldn't speak clearly, looked desperate.

"Candle light." You Ying, who was sitting in the sea of ​​knowledge, suddenly said, calling out to Gu Qianjun.

"Huh?" Gu Qianjun still looked at Yun Yuan in front of him, wondering how to successfully entrain his little apprentice into the body: "What's the matter? Just say it."

You Ying glanced at Yun Yuan on the opposite side. I don’t know why. He always has a feeling that the child on the opposite side knows his existence: “Have you taken him to test his aptitude? I remember that Wujizong can test his aptitude. "

"Huh?" Gu Qianjun was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, he felt that something like this was happening: "No, I picked up this child before I have time to take it over."

Pulling the corners of her mouth, she felt that You Ying, who was so unchained by her brother for the first time, didn't know what to say.

Gu Qianjun, who was also aware of the same, pursed his lips: "I will take him to the test when the apprentice-reception meeting starts in a few days. That's it, you can continue to practice." He unilaterally cut off Heyou. Ying's connection.

You Ying, who was locked up in the small black house in Meng Ran: Damn it? ? ? Zhuzhao, you have the ability to come in my little black room. See if I will kill you bastard! ! !