Crazy criticism of villains: She is good at attracting hatred

Three days later, on a boat-shaped flying magical instrument, a woman named Ji was concentrating on controlling the flying boat.

With her cultivation level, it would be impossible for her to play the role of a driver under normal circumstances.

But today is different.

Today, this flying magic weapon carries an important person.

Under the coverage of her spiritual sense, she could clearly sense Gu Gugu who was leisurely sipping tea in the cabin.

Other cultivators would probably fight tooth and nail to get the opportunity to be a driver for such a senior and powerful person.

"Senior Sister Ji, what exactly is the chicken roll that senior mentioned before?"

Suddenly, one of the male monks who had been following the female monk named Ji asked in a low voice.

Although Gu Gugu was obviously a Void Refinement cultivator, the huge gap in strength had made them dare not call each other fellows.

Only the word "senior" can express the awe in their hearts.

Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Ji just smiled bitterly and shook her head.

How would she know what a chicken roll is?

This kind of thing that has never been heard of before must be a secret that only senior monks know.

It’s better to ask less.

Seeing the senior sister shaking her head, the male cultivator could only change the subject.

"This senior's fighting power is too terrifying. I don't know which sect he is from. How come I have never heard of him before..."

Hearing the mumbling of this junior brother, Senior Sister Ji frowned sharply, turned around and scolded him.

"Junior brother, be careful what you say!"

"If the senior is willing to tell me, I will naturally speak up."

"If the senior doesn't want to say it, then it's not our turn to guess."

After being scolded by Senior Sister Ji, the male cultivator finally woke up from his dream and nodded hurriedly.

"Senior Sister Ji is right. No matter what this senior is from, he is our savior, Junior Brother Meng Lang..."

Although the three demons outside were communicating using voice transmission, their conversation could not escape Gu Gugu's spiritual sense.

"Grandmaster, these cultivators of the Demonic Path are different from what I have heard before."

Thanks to Gu Gugu, Xiaosong could easily hear the conversation between these monks.

It had previously disguised itself as a member of the Golden Scale Clan and had been hiding in the tribe's territory, having only heard vaguely of the demonic cultivators.

Now that I have more contact with it, I find that it seems to be very different from what I have heard.

Upon hearing this, Gu Gugu did not answer, but asked back.

"What kind of demonic monks have you heard of?"

Hearing Gu Gugu's question, Xiaosong said without thinking.

"The bad ones ooze pus."

"But after my exposure to it over this period of time, I feel that the so-called good and bad are only relative..."

As Komatsu spoke, he was thinking independently.

However, at his current level, it is impossible for him to figure out this kind of problem.

"This question is so difficult. Xiaosong, I don't quite understand it. I'd better not think about it anymore."

After thinking for a while, Xiaosong just shook his head helplessly and turned to look at Gu Gugu again.

"Master, where should we go next?"

Every monk who enters the Island of Time and Space experiences different times and places, so each person's way of comprehending the meaning of time is also different.

Just like the three monks in history who successfully comprehended the meaning of time.

Both the process and the way of comprehension of the three of them are extremely personal and cannot be used as a reference at all.

When it comes to comprehending artistic conception, even Xiaosong, whose mind was born from the Time and Space Order, cannot explain it clearly. It all depends on the cultivator's own understanding.

"Where to go? To have some fun, of course."

Xiaosong was stunned when he heard Gu Gugu's answer.

Fun?

Did he hear it correctly?

Although the ways in which those monks comprehended the meaning of time after comprehending the island of time and space were different.

But one thing is the same.

That is, after entering the island of time and space, he immediately began to desperately search for clues related to the artistic conception of time.

After all, we can only stay here for a short year.

One year of comprehension time is really too short for a powerful monk.

But even if they work hard day and night to find opportunities, the success rate of comprehending the meaning of time is less than one in a thousand.

But instead of going to look for him, Master said he was going to have some fun... ?

Are you here for vacation?

Just when Xiaosong was about to gently remind his master that time was precious, the voice of the female cultivator named Ji suddenly came from outside the cabin.

"Senior, the monk you are looking for should be around here last."

Hearing this, Gu Gugu waved his sleeves to put away all the tea sets, took a step forward and appeared at the bow of the ship.

Seeing that Gu Gugu's body movements were so ghostly and seductive, the three Yaosha Sect monks couldn't help but become more respectful and hurriedly clasped their fists.

"Senior, the cultivator you are looking for has a strange personality and has never gotten along well with the other cultivators of the Demonic Path. However, his combat power is extremely strong, and I am afraid that he is not inferior to you."

"Now the entire demonic world is coveting his skills, and many cultivators have even been hunting him down. Senior, please be careful."

Gu Gugu did not say anything, but just closed his eyes and quickly sent out his spiritual sense.

Then, she suddenly took a step forward, and her figure completely disappeared from the flying boat.

Seeing Gu Gugu leave, the other two male monks breathed a sigh of relief.

The oppressive feeling brought by Gu Gugu was so strong that just by standing near her, they felt as if their hearts were about to be crushed.

"Sister Ji, that senior has left, let's continue to carry out the mission."

The female cultivator named Ji stared in the direction where Gu Gugu disappeared, until she came to her senses after hearing her companion's words.

"Ah... yeah, okay, but before that, let's go find the Mysterious Peng Bird first, otherwise we won't be able to explain to the sect."

Hearing what Senior Sister Ji said, the cultivators laughed bitterly, and then the flying boat flashed, carrying the three demons away from the scene.

……

Gu Gugu stood in the air, quietly looking down at the forests beneath his feet.

Suddenly, a magical fluctuation unique to battle came from hundreds of miles away.

"Master, it seems like someone is fighting over there... eh?"

Feeling this unique fighting atmosphere, Xiaosong was suddenly stunned.

Why does it feel like I just felt this breath not long ago...?

Before Xiaosong could figure out what was going on, a flash of sword appeared under Gu Gugu's feet, carrying her towards the sky at a high speed.

When Gu Gugu stopped moving, he had already appeared at the edge of a valley.

In the valley, a huge waterfall rolled down, splashing countless pools of water below.

In the air in front of the waterfall, there were more than twenty monks surrounding a young man who was resting with his eyes closed.

“Zhu Chen! Hand over the technique for practicing pupil skills, and we will spare your life!”

"Why bother talking to him so much? Can't you just dig out his eyeballs and transplant them to us?"

"That's right. This strange eye technique has never appeared in history. It might not be a technique, but it is unique to this kid!"

"Dig out his eyes first!"

Hearing the undisguised murderous intent in the words of the monks around him, the young man who was surrounded by them suddenly revealed a smile.

Then, his eyes, which had been closed all this time, suddenly opened.

The moment he opened his eyes, his pupils, which looked like splashes of blood, began to spin rapidly in his blood-red eyes!

"Just relying on a bunch of you trash, you want to kill me?"

The moment Xiaosong saw the arrogant young man's eyes clearly, his face changed drastically and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Blood Spirit Eyes?!"