v2 Chapter 757： Snow 3 knives (1/2)

Xiaozhe Mountain Villa.

Qianshan, Ouyang Ye, and winter stayed beside, neither stood, nor sat.

The same is true of Liu Qingyan, Qingxi, and others in Wuseshan.

The ancestors of the Fengyue Palace and Fenglie are even more heartfelt. Although Feiyan Daozun stood up (body shēn), he lowered his head and bowed (body shēn), standing honestly beside him. , Dare not look up, dare not speak.

None of them spoke.

I don't know what to say.

Yes.

do not know.

In the face of a mysterious and weird guy with an unknown origin.

In the face of a guy surrounded by major schools in the northwest, but still fearless and leisurely drinking.

Who can say anything?

They don't want to say anything now, they just want to know why this guy dares to be so free-hearted, and wants to know if he is the real Chiyan boy who died in the Taixuanbei three years ago. Is it true? Kings pass down.

On the court.

Gu Qingfeng was lying on his back, holding a jug in his hand, drinking a bite without a drink, leaning his legs on the table with his eyes closed, as if he was recuperating, and looked a little tired.

He did feel a little tired.

In order to help the old man withered wood recast the Yuanshen, he tossed (日 rì) continuously, and really tossed him enough.

The recasting of Yuanshen's behavior requires the use of some (forbidden jìn) taboos, and the arrangement of these (forbidden jìn) taboos. Without proper resources (情 qíng), the ancient breeze can only rely on its own body. ) To maintain the spirit.

After being judged by various roads, his spirit has been in a state of weakness. Although he has been slowly recovering, the recovery is always limited. Now he is arranging (forbidden jìn) to avoid the matrix method, which consumes a lot of spirit at once, so that His already weak spirit became weaker, and although it would not be exhausted, the feeling of lack of spirit made him totally unable to raise his spirit.

”Brother, you look tired, does it matter? Do you need Jiner to help you?”

Xiao Jin'er is probably the only one who is not affected by the killing atmosphere in the field. She is standing beside Gu Qingfeng's body and shouting diligently. Looking at Gu Qingfeng's exhaustion, she worried: ”Big brother To help rebuild the old **** of the dead wood, you must be exhausted, or ... you just go to rest first. ”

Xiao Jiner's words left Qianshan, Ouyang Ye, Qingxi and others extremely speechless, lamenting their innocence (love ài).

rest?

Now all the majors, plus Xianfu and the deficit head, almost all the masters in the northwest have come, and they are all directed at him. Does he dare to rest?

Gu Qingfeng was also amused by Xiao Jiner's words. He looked at Xiao Jiner and smiled helplessly, saying, ”I want to rest, but the key is that these people have to let it go.”

”That big brother, what are you going to do ... Are you going to kill these bad guys?”

”Murder ...”

Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly, raising his hand and beating his forehead, very helpless.

”Jin Er still remembers that his elder brother said that the elder brother killed countless people in this life. The numbness and the numbness of the killing have been disgusting ... In this case, the elder brother should stop killing, okay?

Everyone in the audience listening to Xiao Jiner's words had a ridiculous feeling.

What does it mean to kill a lot of people?

Killing numbness?