"Shameless, despicable and shameless human beings"
Chu Wuqing didn't know that this motionless body was yelling at him, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
After the contract was concluded, Chu Wuqing took out the raw skin ointment with rare patience, and applied the ointment herself. With her fair and slender fingers dipped in the transparent ointment, she stroked the scratch on the monster's chest little by little, watching the wound close quickly without leaving a trace Dot marks, eyes with a smile.
Creatures like extraterrestrial monsters are actually very mysterious to ordinary monks, because there are no such creatures in the world of cultivation, and they only appear in the void battlefield and the spiritual sky.
All the monks knew was that they were very powerful.
But after being reborn, Chu Wuqing knew everything about Yijian Fengxian from the beginning to his own death. During this time, the protagonist once strayed into the void battlefield and met a princess among the demons from outside the territory.
This made Chu Wuqing also know the secret method of the monster clan outside the territory. Whether the royal family is really lost or not is not something that can be judged by monks below Lianxu.
Regardless of whether this physical body is really dead or not, it is his own after he buys it, so he immediately tried the method of identifying the master used by the protagonist.
This method must be effective, and it is not something he deliberately said.
"Although you are just a corpse without self-awareness, how can my thing be nameless?" Chu Wuqing looked up at the handsome head of the monster, but his posture could not give people a sense of weakness anyway, but gave people a sense of weakness. People have a condescending tendency.
"Despicable and stupid human, you don't deserve to know my name, I allow you to call me Your Majesty." For the first time, the demon felt distressed and regretful about the secret cultivation method he was proud of, but no matter how much he roared in his heart, he couldn't let it go. Make a sentence.
"Mo is bleeding, and you and I are bonded by a blood contract," Chu Wuqing made the corpse kneel down with a single divine thought, looked up at him, and gently stroked the face of the corpse with his fingers
"Stop, my name is Xin Ye."
"So let's call you Xiaohong."
The corpse didn't say a word, but the air around it seemed to feel the anger of the corpse, suppressing it.
Chu Wuqing raised her long eyebrows slightly, and the smile in her black pupils did not decrease a bit, "Why, I don't like the name the master gave you."
"Front of the sharp weapon never depends on a name. You are my servant. Let alone Xiaohong, even if you are called Erdan, you can make other people cry."
The surrounding air became more oppressive, as if it was conveying anger and sorrow for the person in front of the corpse.
But Chu Wuqing didn't seem to stop, his bad humor broke out, he laughed even more happily, and with a snap of his fingers, Xiaohong, who was freshly baked, followed him out the door.
There are countless teleportation arrays in the auction venue for monks to leave.
Chu Wuqing took Xiaohong into the teleportation formation, and after a breath, he was outside the Xianqi Pavilion, but he just took a step.
There were several coercions of the golden core stage coming out of thin air, pressing on him suddenly, causing cracks to appear in the protective robe on his body.
In an instant, a magic spell of the golden core stage came towards him to kill him, and it was not something he could dodge with his mere qi refining cultivation.
"Xiaohong, block it."
The demon Xin Ye immediately appeared in front of Chu Wuqing, and was forced to use his noble body as a meat shield to firmly block all Jin Dan's attacks for Chu Wuqing.
The person who Fu Zhu assassinated Chu Wuqing was the middle-aged Jindan cultivator and the forces behind him.
Of course, they would not think that it was Chu Wuqing who made Xianqi Pavilion stand against them. Compared with a low-level monk who needed to wear a bamboo hat to hide, it was obviously Zhao Bai who was more likely.
But it was impossible for them to move Zhao Bai, so they had no choice but to move Chu Wuqing to vent their anger and steal the demon body by the way.
"Junior, you only have a physical body, can you block one place, can you block all directions?" The middle-aged Jindan monk smiled disdainfully, looking at Xiaohong with greedy eyes, and there were eight or eight immediately after he spoke. The famous Jindan appeared, obviously wanting to surround Chu Wuqing.
Fighting is forbidden in Chutian City, but the middle-aged monk is not afraid. With the elder of the Chu family around, he will not be punished too much. .
What's more, if this monster can be captured and given to the elders of the Chu family, everything today will be nothing.
"Stupid." Chu Wuqing said lightly.
These people want to kill him, there is no chance in the teleportation array, but now five breaths have passed, enough for Xianqi Pavilion to react.
In an instant, the eight Golden Cores who attacked at the same time fell from the air to the ground as if their feet were tied by invisible subway chains. Countless ice forks appeared, and five early Golden Core cultivators died in an instant.
At the same time, an ordinary-looking old man with long beard appeared behind Chu Wuqing, but the coercion around him was owned by Yuanying.
The old man said to Chu Wuqing: "Guest, I'm shocked."
The accident happened too fast, and in an instant, the roles were reversed, Chu Wuqing was safe and sound, but the middle-aged monk had three deaths and five serious injuries.
"Xianqi Pavilion, dare you, I am the best friend of Elder Chu Hang," the middle-aged monk who was restrained by the black-clothed Jindan monk in Xianqi Pavilion uttered a mournful howl, staring at Chu Wuqing with tearful eyes, There was a faint speculation, but it went out immediately. If it was true, how could that person sit on the second floor
Seeing that the Xianqi Pavilion was quickly resolved, Chu Wuqing immediately stopped looking at the middle-aged monk and waved lightly, and the flying boat appeared at his feet, carrying him and Xiaohong away.
As soon as the flying boat came out, it was like a verdict. All the curses of the middle-aged monk were suppressed in his throat, and his face was ashen and doomed.
Back at Chu's house, Chu Wuqing placed Xiaohong in Chu Huan's cave, and after Chu Huanzhi came back, he would investigate to make sure that there was nothing to worry about, and he immediately took the flying boat to the teleportation point.
The Gu family is located on the edge of Anyang’s middle realm. It is far away from Chutian City, measured in units of thousands of miles. Chu Wuqing doesn’t know the exact number, but he only knows that if he wants to get there, he needs to pass through a high-level teleportation array. All are at least ten middle-grade spirit stones.
After a day and a night of teleportation, Chu Wuqing finally arrived at Nancheng, a small city on the edge of the Anyang boundary.
This Nancheng, called the city, is actually just a town where low-level cultivators gather. Jindan can already cover the sky with one hand here, which is no doubt like a small world.
And the Gu family is in this southern city.
Speaking of which, the Gu family used to be a family with a history of thousands of years, and its ancestors once produced a formation master, who brought countless honors to the family. But now the Gu family is just a small family in decline.
The highest level of cultivation in the whole family is only at the eighth level of qi refining, but even so, in this small border town, it is already a good level of cultivation, enough to support a small cultivation family.
At this moment, in a courtyard of Gu's family, a thin boy who looked only five or six years old was being kicked and beaten by several strong boys.
Beside the boy was a bowl of moldy porridge and blue steamed buns.
Even the food of any mortal servant of the Gu family is several times better than this, but this is the only food for the boy who has been hungry for several days, and it was finally stolen from the garbage in the kitchen.
The boy didn't even care about the pain in his body. The colic in his abdomen caused by hunger for too long made him unable to think. His eyes were fixed on the steamed buns on the ground, and he reached out to hook them.
However, just as his hand was about to touch the steamed bun, a shoe immediately stepped on the steamed bun. When he raised his head, he saw the owner of the shoe sarcastically smiling at him, "Trash, what else do you eat and throw away at home?" Forget about starving to death. If you want to be a beggar, go to other places to beg, not the Gu family. "
The boy's eyes suddenly burst out with hatred. He was only ten years old, but because he often didn't have enough to eat, he looked a few years younger than his actual age. On his body, he appeared to be even thinner.
But all of this did not damage the boy's appearance and temperament at all. He was dressed more poorly than a beggar, but his temperament was more noble than the son of the city lord of Nancheng.
Those pitch-black pupils flashed a cold light, staring at the boy who was stepping on the steamed bun. Even though he had no strength to resist, he could make people feel a great pressure, a kind of pressure that was stronger than facing Immortal Zhuji. And terrible stress.
Because of this, these teenagers are even more angry. They must beat the boys until they are submissive. They are just a waste of beggars. They dare to look at people like this, and dare to have such a temperament!
The boy held the steamed buns pulled out from under the boy's feet, and swallowed them. Every time at this time, the boys would let him go, and laughed together: "That's right, just grab food from under my feet like a beggar. Yes, this is your life, how can you look at people like that?"
The boy buried his head, and lit like a chicken pecking rice, as if agreeing, but his mouth gnawed faster, he must, must live, live hard, living is all hope, even if he eats such food , endure such insults. He silently read the book he peeped at the bookstall, "There is a fish in the dark north, and its name is Kun. The size of the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of the Peng, I don't know its size." thousands of miles away"
Thinking about it, it seems that my heart that wants to die with these people has gradually calmed down, it seems that I really got the freedom
"Grandfather said, ninja wins, but why do I still feel sad and want to cry"
His name is Gu Yu, and he is the youngest son of the previous patriarch. His parents and elder brother died when he was young because he went to a secret place to fetch something. However, the uncle who succeeded the patriarch later had a feud with Gu Yu's father. Take revenge on this young child with all your resentment.
No one knows what Gu Yu's talent is, and no one dares to let him test it, and no one will let Gu Yu learn or practice anything. Since he was a child, he has been treated like a beggar by everyone. He was sent to other places on the second day, and anyone in the clan could bully him and use him as a vent.
Under the deliberate intention of the current patriarch, Gu Yu became a waste in everyone's mouth, a waste that could not cultivate, and completely embarrassing the Gu family.
This is the so-called, the blood of the Gu family
But in fact, Gu Yu is a rare formation genius who is rare in a hundred years. He possesses water and wood dual spiritual roots and psychic eyes. He is also the younger brother arranged by the author for the hero. , and directly destroyed the entire Gu family without hesitation.
The Gu family didn't know what kind of opportunity they had missed until the moment they were destroyed. Just because of the patriarch's hatred, they lost the glory of their ancestors that they had always dreamed of.
"You still dare to cry?" Seeing Gu Yu's tears falling on the steamed bun, the other person immediately sneered and said, "If we don't beat you to death, you should be grateful to Dade, why are you still venting your dissatisfaction here?"
"I think he's still complaining about second brother that you stomped that steamed bun."
"Isn't it just a steamed bun?" The man kicked Gu Yu's hand, crushed the remaining steamed bun into several pieces, and said with a smile, "Haven't you been hungry for several days? Eat it quickly."
Gu Yu's eyes turned red immediately, he knew what kind of humiliation these people wanted, he wanted to see him licking like a dog In order to survive, in order to survive, Gu Yu crawled towards the pieces of steamed buns
"Gu Yu, look up." Suddenly, one person laughed.
Gu Yu raised his head and was shocked on the spot. This direction is exactly the direction of the Gu family ancestral hall, which enshrines the ancestors of each generation of the Gu family.
no grandpa
Gu Yu couldn't be a ninja to win.
"If you don't eat, do you want us to feed you?"
"Just because he is so kind as to let us show me that he deserves a beating again."
As they said that, the few people punched and kicked Gu Yu again. They have long been used to venting the pressure they encountered elsewhere on this clansman. Anyway, no one will care, as long as they don't beat him to death. .
Even the patriarch was happy to see them humiliating Gu Yu, so no one would dare to stop him.
Regardless of the sore spots on his body from being kicked and beaten, Gu Yu stretched out his hand tremblingly to touch the crumbs of the steamed bun.
But at the next moment, a rioting voice came from the side, "Prince Immortal, don't go there, it's just a servant's residence."
"Immortal Chief, our Gu family has a lot of excellent clansmen, why bother to find that trash?"
"Fairy"
The voices of a group of people were intertwined, and then they seemed to see the scene in the courtyard clearly, and everyone subconsciously quieted down, with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
Although they had long known about the humiliation of a member of their clan, they did not expect how their Gu family would deal with themselves in the future when they happened to be seen by a distinguished guest today.
And the few people who kicked and beat Gu Yu didn't take it seriously, they just heard what other people were discussing, and knew that the identity of the guest this time was unusual, so they hurriedly saluted Chu Wuqing respectfully.
Chu Wuqing walked past them expressionlessly, her eyes never resting on these people even for a moment.
Honored guest, immortal teacher, all of this has nothing to do with Gu Yu, he has become numb to the outside world, he just wants to take advantage of this gap, this gap when no one is playing tricks on him, and eat quickly.
Gu Yu tried his best to shrink his own existence, and hurriedly grabbed the crumbs of steamed buns with both hands, but at the next moment, a sword light flashed, and his palms were cold, and the remaining crumbs of steamed buns turned into powder and scattered in the soil.
Gu Yu's hands trembled, trying to dig out the crumbs of steamed buns from the soil. He hadn't eaten for two days and two nights. Despair drowned him like a wave.
Until, a pair of slender and white hands picked him up from the mud, with a perfect and holy expression of compassion, such a beautiful face, such silver hair hanging down on the white clothes, like a god in the nine heavens.
Gu Yu's arm froze, and the mud lump wrapped in steamed bun powder, which was regarded as life-saving food in his hand, suddenly rolled down, but he didn't notice it.
"Are you here to save me?" Gu Yu opened his eyes wide and blurted out subconsciously. His dirty little hands wanted to pat off the dirt on his body, but the more he patted it, the dirtier it became, and even the white robe of the visitor was stained. The filth of this backyard.
The little man frowned, his eyes were full of fear and pain, and when he raised his head, the sun shone into his eyes, shattering hope.
So careful.
The visitor smiled gently, without any trace of dust, "Yes, I will take you to become the most powerful talisman master."