v2 Chapter 648： Take soft (1/2)

morning.

Xingyue Dayu, Xiaozhe Mountain Villa.

Gu Qingfeng was lying on the chuáng, lying in the sun, with his eyes closed slightly, thinking about something.

He always knew that the little turtle was not an extraordinary spirit beast.

I knew it from the first glance when I saw the little guy in the cave house of Yun Nishang.

But that's all.

As for the existence of the little guy, he didn't know and couldn't imagine it.

When he was in the swampland last night, the little turtle suddenly roared, which not only scared him, but also shook his mind.

You must know that his spirit is so strong that even Tianwei can't shake it, but now he is shaken a little by the roar of the little turtle, which makes Gu Qingfeng feel a bit surprised.

It is still clear to me that the roar was full of ancient and extremely powerful power.

Not to mention the spirit beast.

Not to mention the mysterious beast.

Even if it is a fairy beast, World of Warcraft or even a beast, it cannot contain such terrible power of Canggu.

That feeling is like the legendary flood and waste spirit that was born when the world opened in the beginning. Although Gu Qingfeng has never seen the so-called flood and waste spirit, I do n’t know why.

The stumped little guy is really the so-called flood spirit?

Is this unlikely?

According to ancient books, the true spirits have long since become extinct with the end of the flood and famine era, and only the descendants of generations are left behind.

Although it is said that in ancient times, all things have recovered, but even if they are recovered again, the true spirit of the flood era cannot be recovered, right?

Shook his head.

For a while, Gu Qingfeng couldn't understand. When he thought about it, he sacrificed the little guy in the storage bag.

Little turtles are still little turtles.

It's just that the previous arrogance was gone, and the soft body was lying on the table, weak and weak, unable to lift his head, and his eyes were half open and half closed, as if he was about to die.

Even so, it was enough to marvel at Gu Qingfeng.

You should know that the fire you gave out before is the fire of Jiuyou. Although it is not his true fire, it is definitely not something you can resist.

And the little guy was burned by the fire of Jiuyou for so long. Except for the exhaustion of energy and spirit, the others didn't seem to be different.

”Uncle Gu, great ancestor of the ancient ... the little was afraid ... served ... served completely ...”

The little tortoise said intermittently: ”Don't dare ... anymore, no dare ... no dare ... you ... just spare the little, dare not ...”

Obviously.

After being burned by the Nine Flames, the little turtle was completely scared.

Gu Qingfeng grinned with a playful smile: ”It's not impossible to spare you this time, but ...”

”But nothing ... Lord, you say ... despite saying ... let the little ... do anything ...”

”I don't know if you yelled at that throat before, you really scared the grandfather. Come, yell again for grandpa to listen.”

”Man! Little ... dare not ...”

”My grandfather has no other meaning, he just wants to hear.”