Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

It can be said that Lin Bo was very grateful when he left, "Now the whole body of the old man feels much more relaxed." The brows of his brows were filled with uncontrollable joy. , Bai Chen is about to lead an army to go out, and with his ability, he will surely make great achievements. At that time, who in the palace will dare to discuss Bai Chen's life experience!

There are countless people in Gongyi Lin, not to mention that Lin Bo's injury is just right, he doesn't care about hiding his emotions at all, and it is easy to figure out what he thinks in his heart.

Lin Bo walked to the door and turned his head, "Mr. Cheng Gongyi's kindness, there is no need to send him off."

Gong Yilin just smiled and walked all the way to the gate of the yard.

When Lin Bo's figure melted into the boundless moonlight, he felt his shoulders sink. He looked down and saw that it was a little bird sitting on his shoulder.

"Hey, hello." Gong Yilin took a big step back in shock, almost tripping.

Wasn't it just a baby, why did it become winged again in the blink of an eye?

"What is that look in your eyes?" An unhappy voice came from my mind.

Gongyilin sneered, what kind of look could it be?Of course it was the eyes of a beast, but he said: "You see you have wings, of course I look at you with the eyes of an angel."

"Angel?"

Gongyilin, "A kind of magical creature, the embodiment of kindness and purity." He didn't dwell on this issue for too long, and asked the doubts in his heart, "How did you recover in just such a short time?"

According to his guess, it will take at least two days.

"Refining dragon marrow does have many benefits. Dragon blood governs yang, and it just suppresses the black energy in ginseng fruit."

Gongyilin nodded. Even so, his own strength is undeniable. It seems that he underestimated the endurance of Kunpeng's demon body before, and the word "fierce" of the beast is not for nothing.

"Now I have some doubts about your human identity."

The abrupt words made Gong Yilin dumbfounded, "I've thought about this too. When I saw the mutated ginseng fruit, I filtered through the lives of everyone in my ancestors. Unfortunately, the conclusion I got disappointed me. I am not only a person, And a human with extremely pure blood."

"You are different from other humans."

"Oh?" A dark light flashed in his eyes, and Gong Yilin whispered: "What's the difference?"

"If it is an ordinary person, thinking that the old man is so happy now, but he will die in Huangquan in the near future, he will definitely feel unbearable, open his mouth to say a few words, and some will even want to change history, but you don't, and you don't even have such a thought. never happened."

Gongyilin retorted, "If I can go against the sky with my own strength, I will not be far away from becoming a god." He turned back and walked into the courtyard, saying as he walked, "You must have noticed that Lin What do you think he would do if Bai Ce found the birthmark on Uncle's arm when he was swimming in the afternoon?"

"Use this to coerce Bian Feichen to leave the palace."

"Huh?" Gong Yilin was a little surprised, "So you can see through human nature."

"Human nature is private."

"That's right," Gong Yilin did not deny, "The pursuit of fame and fortune is the driving force for human beings to survive for thousands of years, and I am also the same. Living with motivation is interesting, isn't it?"

Instead of being ashamed, I am proud of it, and even take it as my goal.Qinghe has guarded Tianyuan for hundreds of years, has his own memory inheritance, and has a knowledge of ancient and modern times, which is beyond the shoulders of ordinary scholars in the human world, but it can't play much role in the face of Gongyilin.

"Do you feel that meeting someone like me is a bit of a headache, disgusting, but powerless?" Gongyilin said with a smile.

"It's not disgusting. Compared with those hypocrites, you are much more frank."

"That's true," Gong Yilin licked his lips, "I like to talk about everything in the open, and I never play tricks. I don't hesitate to expose my thoughts, thoughts, and sexual orientation, but there are still people who take the bait. , what do you think I can do?"

The little bird was stunned for a second, and Heidou's eyes stopped moving, "Sexual orientation?"

Gong Yilin was surprised, "Didn't I tell you that my sexual orientation is the same as my sister's?"

"elder sister?"

"If I had one," Gongyilin said, "it's a pity that my family's fortune is poor, so I'm the only one who died and became a ghost cultivator."

After waiting for a while, seeing that the little bird didn't continue to answer, "Why didn't you talk?"

If he was in human form now, Qinghe couldn't help but put on a wry smile, Fubo, only one person died, what else can he say when communicating with such a person?

Taking a step back, everyone has different values, so what is there to talk about!

"At this time, are you thinking about how to communicate with different personalities?"

The little bird's black bean eyes turned again, when did Gongyilin become so self-aware?

Gongyilin cleared his throat and said solemnly: "The personalities are different, but I like your gender very much. We can talk about love."

After saying this sentence, Gong Yilin sang a one-man show for an entire hour. After that, no matter what he said or what interesting topics he raised, the little bird didn't pay him any attention, and he didn't even look at him. Can resentfully spend a bleak night sitting on the edge of the bed alone.

For the remaining two days, Gong Yilin didn't leave the courtyard, and he was bored in the room thinking about some problems. On the third day, an unexpected person came: Bai Chen was going to lead the battle the next day, and he came to see him before he left. Gong Yilin side.

The two toasted and drank each other, and the three pots of wine were finally refreshed. When he was a little drunk, Bai Chen looked at his sleeves wet with wine, and said slowly, "Plans can't keep up with changes, people are not as good as heaven."

In one sentence, the whole world can be described.

When Bai Chen left, Gong Yilin fell on the table. I don't know if he was really drunk or was pretending, but he didn't get up to see him off. When Bai Chen walked to the door, two words came from behind, "" Take care of yourself."

Hearing this, Baichen laughed out loud, but left without responding.

When Gong Yilin woke up, he pecked and drank by himself. After drinking for three rounds, he suddenly opened his mouth and said for no reason: "It's almost time." Then he fell headlong on the table with a bump on his forehead.

This time I was really drunk.

In a trance, Gong Yilin seemed to see a figure with black long hair and a shawl, wearing a plain white robe, walking in front of him, he was motionless, and seemed to be staring at him.

What are you looking at?

Look at the face, look at the person, or look at the heart?

Gong Yilin really wanted to ask this question, but in the end he just moved his lips, completely unconscious.

"Drunk for a hundred days." Qinghe picked up the wine glass on the table, "A person without a cultivation base can drink a drop for a hundred days, but you drank three whole pots, so you can rest assured."

Qinghe looked at Gongyilin who was lying on the table, "If I have any evil intentions, you don't even have the strength to fight back, or are you betting on my unbearable heart?"

As he spoke, the jug turned into ashes in his hands, exuding the unique aroma of hundred-day drunkenness, filling the world.