Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

Pine age does not know geometry, living in Kunlun for a long time, sheltered from the sun, the day is like night, the mountain roads are difficult to walk, there are many immortals who are eager to go first with their swords, those with lower cultivation levels go together, and talk in small groups. Huan, it's just that the words he talked were a little dirty, and a silent smile floated on the corners of his lips, and he walked along the team leisurely, he always wanted to listen to these people's last words.

"It's strange to say that a few months ago, Jiuyou Pavilion informed the seventeenth son Hua Zhijun of the cultivation world to change his name so quickly?"

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"Who knows, but it can be seen that this seventeenth son has a lot of skills."

"how do I say this?"

"I said, didn't you realize that Patriarch Hua is very special to that Seventeenth Young Master? A few months ago, the Zhijun Hua just announced verbally that Patriarch Hua personally brought this one up. Ah, the young masters who stayed behind seem to be very concerned about this Seventeenth Young Master."

"You are ignorant. I heard that the seventeenth son was taken in many times when he was living abroad, especially the Xue family in Beiyang. I heard that the second son Xue had incest with his father. Not long ago, Beiyang The mountain was burned, and Third Young Master Xue left the Patriarch's badge and left, all because of this Seventeenth Young Master!"

"Really, I heard you have a nose and an eye. That Seventeenth Young Master doesn't look like that kind of person."

"What kind? People should not be judged by appearances. Maybe he puts his wrists on all of you, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"

"Hahahaha, what you said is really..."

The rush of obscenities was put together, and countless birds in the forest were scared away. Animals are always smarter than humans, and their sensitivity to danger far exceeds that of humans. to kill.

"Hehe, who are you talking about?"

A laugh overwhelmed the other voices. The voice was a little familiar. The monks looked at each other with blank faces. It didn't seem to be their voices. The person in the front stopped suddenly and looked at The young man in the cloud robe in the middle of the road is looking at them with a smile on his face, with white hair and purple eyes, isn't he the seventeenth son who they just met yesterday!

"Why don't you say it? It sounds interesting to me, and I can add one or two for you. Not only is the flower funeral bone extremely promiscuous, he has affairs with the sons of the Eight Great Families. He also likes to eat living souls, especially those with cultivation like you. For the living soul, is his favorite."

The cloud-robed boy licked the corner of his mouth as he spoke, raised his arm, and pointed to the nearest monk. The monk had a ferocious face, his eyes were wide open, the veins on his forehead were protruding, and his hands were scratching in the air. There was a sound of broken bones, and the monk's head drooped weakly. The monks behind him swallowed together. Most of them practiced at home. They had never seen death before. Most of them had weak legs and couldn't even escape. .

"Kill, kill!!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone just woke up like a dream, and fled in all directions, but after running a few steps, they found that they couldn't escape at all. The invisible barrier cut off their last way of life. The cloud-robed youth waved his hand, The body of the dead monk was thrown into the crowd, causing another burst of panic. There was a faint stench. I don’t know who was scared and peed on his pants. The cloud-robed boy’s smile deepened. Kneeling down and begging for mercy, he looked up at the Jiuyou Pavilion standing above the cloud vault, his lips were silent, his purple eyes seemed to be full of karma, and the brows of the monk he killed bloomed like blood...

There was a tightness in her throat, as if she was being burned by a fire. Hua Zonggu sat up from the bed, covered her throat with her hands, but did not make a sound when she opened her mouth. After the horror, there was deep pain, and she didn't care to wait for Quanse to come back. Turned out of bed, put on a coat and rushed out, the soul-devouring pearl was restless in his heart, Hua Zangu suppressed the desire of soul-devouring, and jumped down from Pavilion 32, the wind howled on the top of Kunlun, and the momentum smashed out without slowing down. There was a big hole, and Hua Zonggu got up, and ran down the mountain staggeringly, faster, faster, but it was still a step late, blood merged into a stream flowing on the mountain road, the boy in the cloud robe sat on a branch, They all looked down at the undead monks killing each other, none of the corpses on the ground were complete, those with half of their heads missing, those that had been chopped into flesh, those with their necks cut in half, and those that had been cut in half Watching the viscera flow out in horror, he still wanted to reach out and grab it, trying to stuff it back, but this would not save his disappearing life.

The worst thing is the hell on earth. Hua Zang Gu glanced at it and ran to a tree to vomit. He didn't vomit out anything but bitter water. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a shivering figure hiding in the grass, and Hua Zan Gu hurried away. In the past, the cloud-robed boy seemed to have noticed him too, and he smiled playfully and hooked his fingers. The boy yelled, flew into the air, and hit a big rock. Leaping forward, protecting the child in his arms, the boulder was shattered by his divine power, holding the child in his arms, Hua Zanggu raised his eyes to look at the young man, his eyes were indifferent, he grabbed the air with one hand, and the sickle cut the air and split his head Slashing at the young man, the young man smiled even bigger and did not dodge...

The blood in front of his eyes lingered for a long time, and the flesh and blood splashed all over his body. He looked at his empty arms, with his arms still in the position of holding the child, blinked, and looked up to see the boy who had been divided into two under Zhan Kong. He opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to call for help, his dark pupils began to spread and become cloudy, he was caught off guard by the tearing pain from his arm, Hua Zonggu let go and retreated, his sleeve was torn to pieces, densely packed with black runes like It's a wriggling worm, and it's sin.

"I know you are reluctant, so I'm here to help you..."

After the young man finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Zhan Kong, and disappeared out of thin air, leaving only Nightingale weeping, crying blood, facing the corpses all over the floor, Hua Zhangu bent his knees, knelt down, and dug his hands firmly into the soil. Here, those living souls that never dispersed gathered towards him and were sucked by him, and his physical discomfort gradually improved. Hua Zanggu looked at the sin on his arm, speechless and silent with a smile, and finally he had no way out!

Those high and noble people have nothing to do with him at this moment. How can he keep himself from being defiled when he is in the mire?

"It's windy at night, and I don't wear more clothes when I go out. What should I do if I catch the cold?"

The night breeze was cool, the woman came step by step, under the moonlight, familiar eyebrows and eyes, the woman yesterday is now a woman with a bun, standing in the moonlight with a food box in her hand, like the faint light of redemption, the flower burial bone standing Standing up, regardless of the fine flesh and blood on his face, he walked towards the woman, every step was extremely heavy.

"Sister..."

With a sob, Hua Zungu finally didn't have the courage to touch the corner of Nalan Jue's clothes. He just took off his outer shirt and wrapped his arms silently. Those sins should not dirty the eyes of the senior sister, and he was pulled out of the darkness with both hands. Pulled it out, only one person was allowed to stand in the place where the moonlight was shining, Nalan Jue withdrew from the moonlight, took out her embroidered handkerchief and wiped her face with the flower funeral bone. Seeing him leaving in a hurry, he followed.

"Take off your clothes and burn them with those corpses."

As Nalan Jue said, he turned around, took off his clothes numbly, and threw them into the pile of corpses, the cold wind blew, making him shiver, Nalan Jue walked to the stream in his underwear , washed his hair for him, washed away the blood, his lips turned purple from the cold, Nalan Jue borrowed a robe from Qiankun, and put it on him. Nalan Jue has always kept the habit of making clothes, I thought about saving it up to bury the bones, but I didn't want it to come in handy here.

"Let's go back first."

The flower funeral bone was led away silently by Nalan Jue, the woman's slender back was straightened, and the fire that had ignited for no reason was intensified with the help of the wind, and no one noticed that besides the fire, half of the boy's body was lying on his side He stared, his lifeless eyes were looking at the direction Hua Zangying left, and between his brows was a sunset flower, like blood red, very strange.

"Eat some pastries first, drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body, and then continue the game with me later."

When they returned to Pavilion 32, Quan Se still hadn't come back. Nalan Jue led Hua Zonggu into the house, and Gu Xiao was already waiting in the room. Little Gu Qian was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Hua Zungu knew this The husband and wife are covering for him. If his whereabouts are found to be inappropriate tonight, it will be impossible to argue. However, Nalan Jue saw him sucking the living soul. Gu Xiao didn't know anything, but cooperated very tacitly to protect him. he.

does it worth?Hua Zungu wanted to ask, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't come out, so he just let Nalan Jue sit him on the chair, hand him the hot tea, let him hold it in his hands, and drink it in small sips , the chill in the body is being replaced by warmth, sweet cakes one after another, until the mouth is full of sweetness, the flower funeral bone regains control of the body, and it is desperate, there is no way out Walk.

"How can we stand if we don't break through the desperate situation?"

Nalan Jue dropped a son for him, and when the dead wood comes back to life again, Nalan Jue pushes Hua Zang Gu aside to play chess with Gu Xiao, Hua Zan Gu smiles, gets up and walks to the bed, tucks Gu Qian's quilt, This child's facial features are seven or eight points like him, and there will be disasters when he grows up.

In the middle of the night, the mountain was thick with fog, and there were many ghosts who didn't know where they came from. They wailed incessantly and disturbed the silence of the night. Before the morning, the flower funeral bone was woken up. He was lying on his side beside the bed, with little Gu Qian holding his The front of his clothes was smacking, his chest was already wet with saliva, he couldn't laugh or cry, he stood up cautiously, but Gu Xiao and Nalan Jue were nowhere to be seen.

"Daddy!"

A clear and crisp sound came from behind, Gu Qian was sitting on the bed looking at Hua Zong Gu with big eyes at a loss, looked at Hua Zing Gu and ignored him, Gu Qian was not discouraged, got up with hands and feet, and threw himself into the bed. In Hua Zang Gu's arms, the latter was taken aback, and quickly caught his small body. Gu Qian hugged Hua Zang Gu's neck and rubbed his small face against Hua Zang Gu's face.

"Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Thinking of the wetness on his chest, Hua Zanggu narrowed his eyes, and he said how could his child be so cute, Gu Qian blushed and buried his head in Hua Zanggu's neck, he didn't do it on purpose, he was really asleep He didn't wake up until his father woke up.

"No, I just woke up, will Daddy leave me alone again?"

After explaining a few sentences, Gu Qian felt that he was aggrieved. After finally seeing his father, he was going to be left behind again. Does his father really not like him?

"Dad really doesn't like me?"

Hua Bone was speechless, the noise outside was getting louder and louder, he had to go out and have a look, but he couldn't bear to have this little guy in his arms, this was his child, the child he sent away at birth.

"I don't like it, but it's very dangerous now. You can't call me dad, let alone let others know your relationship with me. You will call me brother in the future, you know?"

"Then can I come to see my brother often?"

Gu Qian's carefulness made Hua Zanggu feel distressed. He caressed the child's back. The answer was obviously no. Trouble had already begun. His future path would only be more difficult. Even self-protection is a problem. How can he protect himself? child in arms.

As a new father, he privately wanted to give this child the best, but he couldn't, not even recognize each other. He would rather watch this child marry someone else's knee, than let this child suffer for his own reasons. Half of the bitterness.

"Be good, be obedient. I will pick you up when everything is over. By then, I will never leave you again."

"What you say is what you say, pull Gougou!"

"Okay, pull Gogo."

"You go, I will obediently wait for mother to come back, you must not forget to come and see me, I will miss you."

"Well, I will definitely see you."

Children are like white paper, but they are also sensitive. Gu Qian let go of his hand, Hua Zanggu hugged his hand tightly, and then put him back on the bed, looking at Gu Qian with a look of disappointment and faint anticipation, Hua Zungu turned around, God knows how much perseverance he used to control the urge to kiss the child's forehead, Xi Yanhua has lost control, he can't make such an intimate gesture, it will bring disaster to the child.

Gu Qian watched Hua Biangu walk out of the room. The moment the door closed, tears rolled down like beads. He threw himself into the quilt to prevent himself from crying. It turned out that his father did not want him, both father and mother No lie, he's not an abandoned kid.

The moment the door was pushed open, the sun-piercing flowers squinted their eyes. There were already many people standing in the courtyard. There was a half-dead corpse in the middle of the open space. The corpse of Yinhong Xiyanhua bloomed between the eyebrows. Everyone turned their heads when they heard the movement. Looking at Hua Zonggu, Gu Xiao hugged Nalan Jue's shoulders in the crowd, Hua Wenhai's face was gloomy, Xue Huai winked at him when he saw Hua Zanggu come out, as a greeting.

Quan Se's face was pale and was protected by Quan Ye behind him. This scene was so similar to the scene on Beiyang Mountain. It was just a repeated routine. What the flower burial bone was thinking about was the sin on his arm. Seeing Quan Se's terrified appearance, he saw him yesterday I should have seen it in the evening. Now that the evidence is complete, who will believe him now that he stands up and says that he has been wronged?