After the substitute junior sister was reborn, all nine senior brothers regretted it

Seeing that Yu Yi finally stopped pestering him, Gu Qinglan put away his sword and went straight up Hanshan Mountain.

Yu Yi was behind her, staring blankly for a long time.

The little girl in the past had grown taller and no longer liked to wear her hair in fashionable hairstyles. Only the clean high ponytail is left hanging on the side, very neatly.

She is a natural cultivator and has made rapid progress in just a few months. At this time, he should be a whole realm higher than himself.

That's okay, maybe those things in the fantasy won't happen as she gets stronger and stronger...

As soon as he received the news, he rushed over from the alchemy room, his clothes still stained with dust. In the past ten days, he had been catching up on his previous alchemy lessons every day, thinking about refining some useful elixirs to help her.

At night he learned to embroider the safety bag. His mother said that if you want to bear the disaster for someone, put a lock of hair in a safe bag and give it to that person.

He didn't know what he could do to make up for his former naivety, but he had tried his best to learn to do it.

Why doesn't she accept it at all?

Yu Yi didn't know how long he stood there. It was so long that the cold air of the Frostbite Sword left on his neck had dissipated, and then he returned to Danfeng in despair.

Gu Qinglan's heart was filled with the innocent soul of Bozhou. She went up the mountain non-stop and knocked on Guangfengjun's door.

It is rare that Mr. Guangfeng did not retreat.

Guangfengjun was wearing a white Taoist robe, and the autumn wind in the cold mountain was bleak. The moment she opened the door, the strong wind filled her sleeves.

Looking at Gu Qinglan kneeling at the door, she gave a rare smile: "You're back? Well, the ninth grade Yuan Dan is one step away from the golden elixir. It seems that you have taken the little demon king's demon elixir?"

"Very good." Mr. Guangfeng touched Gu Qinglan's soft fur, "You are so tired, why don't you go and have a good rest?"

Gu Qinglan didn't speak for a long time.

Guangfeng Jun was a little confused, so he slowly knelt down to look at her expression.

When she gently lifted Gu Qinglan's face, her little face, which had been beaten into knots during practice but still showed stubbornness, was now filled with tears.

Mr. Guangfeng was a little stunned.

"what happened?"

Gu Qinglan is always strong and reliable when he is wandering abroad. Wang Shudu said that following Gu Qinglan, it seemed like she could practice and upgrade safely without having to worry about anything.

But Gu Qinglan was always afraid. She spent the night outside and didn't even dare to sleep peacefully. The slightest movement would wake her up.

If a person has been killed, she will always fear being killed by someone else.

Mr. Guangfeng is the opportunity that she stole. Once the lie is exposed, Mr. Guangfeng may be snatched back. Therefore, she did not dare to rely too much on Lord Guangfeng and went out to practice whenever she had the opportunity.

But in this world, except for Guangfengjun's side, where is the safe place?

She thought of her mother.

Guangfengjun always reminds her of her mother.

Although Guangfengjun is lonely, she is a great woman who is both strong and gentle. She saved Gu Qinglan from danger and gave Gu Qinglan the frost and snow sword intention.

Gu Qinglan has gone through life and death without ever being moved. But when he returned to Guangfengjun, he couldn't stop crying for some reason.

Mr. Guangfeng hadn't interacted with people for a long time. Looking at the crying child, he didn't know what to do.

"Are you wronged?" Mr. Guangfeng said carefully.

Gu Qinglan was still sobbing, so Guangfeng Jun unfolded a brocade handkerchief embroidered with two flying swallows in his sleeve and gently wiped the tears from her face.

After Gu Qinglan calmed down, she kowtowed to Lord Guangfeng seriously: "Master is the only person I trust in the world. Master, will you believe me?"

Guangfeng Jun was a little confused, but still replied to her without hesitation: "Of course."

Gu Qinglan kowtowed to her again: "Everything I say next is true. If Master has any doubts, you can use the soul-searching technique on me. I am willing!"

The Soul Searching Technique is a technique that can only be mastered by monks above the stage of becoming gods. It can penetrate the human brain with spiritual power and search for people's memories. However, this technique is extremely harmful to people. The person whose soul is searched is not only worse than death, but also very likely to become a disabled person.

Mr. Guangfeng's face became serious.

So Gu Qinglan started talking about the strange Bozhou soul in the Demon King Realm, the strange living dead in Bozhou, and Yun Lanlan and the demon prince in the Bozhou restaurant.

There was just something about the system that she couldn't say no matter how she opened her mouth and switched words. So he hid the part of the system and only said that Yun Lanlan colluded with the demon prince.

Gu Qinglan bowed again: "Master, what I have experienced is very dangerous. For the sake of my life, I did not dare to leave evidence with the shadow bead in front of the demon prince. I did not intend to frame Yun Lanlan, I only asked Master to The innocent souls of Bozhou need justice."

She appeared very unexpectedly at that time, and Yun Lanlan and the Demon Prince must have already become suspicious and moved their positions by now.

The demon clan should have an explanation for the fact that thousands of souls in Bozhou City were refined into a soul-saving pill that only took a hundred souls.

But Gu Qinglan has no evidence, and this matter is really weird.

Guangfeng Jun helped Gu Qinglan up, wiped the ashes on her forehead, and said comfortingly: "Simple. I will go to Bozhou alone with you to see the situation."

Gu Qinglan looked at Guangfeng Jun, who had a white beard on his face, with bright eyes, and nodded fiercely.

It was night, and a meteor-like light flashed past the Hanshan Palace. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees were covered with frost.

Countless Kunlun disciples looked up at the night sky during their training breaks. The older disciples all knew that this was Lord Guangfeng coming out of the mountain again.

"Where is Mr. Guangfeng going to recruit disciples again?"

The monks were discussing among themselves, and they talked about the eleven disciples that Lord Guangfeng had picked up.

Different from Gu Qinglan's style when wielding a sword, Guangfeng Jun's Ruoshui sword travels extremely fast and extremely smoothly.

Returning to Bozhou again, the scene at the city gate is no longer the same as when Gu Qinglan came back.

There were no people or guards at the door, and discarded flags and flags were scattered everywhere. A huge city stood silently under the scorching sun. There wasn't even a barking dog around, and it was so quiet that it was disconcerting.

Lord Guangfeng raised his hand and waved lightly, and the city gate opened automatically without any wind, revealing a city full of corpses inside.

Gu Qinglan's right eyelid twitched wildly.

The entire streets of Bozhou City were filled with corpses, the corpses were clogged with maggots, and the stench was overwhelming. Each corpse had a satisfied smile on its face.

Guangfengjun and her went all the way to the highest restaurant in Bozhou City.

The building was full of people lying staggered.

Listening carefully, you can hear faint voices.

Lord Guangfeng's eyes narrowed, and all the door panels burst open. The few surviving people in ragged clothes inside the door looked at each other in shock.

Gu Qinglan took a step forward: "Folks! You..."

Before the words could be spoken, the common people were crawling back.

"Don't...don't come over..."

"Don't kill me...you killed everyone in the city, isn't it enough..."

"Please, we are willing to bring you other souls. Please don't kill us..."