Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 810 Final Chapter The Return of the Gods 99

The two chatted for a while, and 001 stood up and was about to go back. When he turned around, he found the person standing in the tunnel behind him, Mr. Ling, dressed in white. He didn't know how long he had been standing there.

Quan Jiu said wisely: "I'll go back and see them first."

When she left, silence remained in the air.

Lord Ling's expression was as gentle as ever. He knew that he was upset, so he stood there without stepping forward or putting any pressure on him:

"Want to go back?"

001 looks a little sad looking at him like this. Thinking about it carefully, he never seems to have negative emotions and never gets angry or loses his temper.

"Do you think everyone is a child?"

He did not hide the conversation he had just had with Quan Jiu. He has lived for hundreds of millions of years, comparable to ancient fossils. In his eyes, immortal cultivators who are thousands or hundreds of years old are probably just brats.

Thinking of this, 001 suddenly felt relieved. In his mind, a grey-haired old man had a kind face when he saw a child of several years old getting into trouble... Sure enough, the older man had a good temper.

Lord Zero was not surprised that he guessed his identity. He waited patiently for him to approach:

"I am indeed older."

The good brother suddenly turned into an elder, 001 frowned and was not happy:

"Am I also a child at your place?"

Lord Ling's mouth curved gently: "You are different from them."

You are the child I raised with my own hands.

"We definitely have a generation gap."

001 When I think of a moving "ancient fossil" next to me, all kinds of weird thoughts pop into my mind.

Lord Zero is always tolerant: "Then let's talk about what you want to talk about."

001 groped the mountain wall and walked back with him: "Do you think I'm boring?"

Compared with experience, even the recorded history of the six realms cannot beat Master Ling. Master Ling has experienced everything he knows and doesn't know one by one. Master Ling has also seen all the prosperity in the world.

He is the thickest book in the world, and he is just a few thin pages in it.

"not boring."

He always answered every question he asked seriously.

"Wuhen, I'm just a little older than you, and I've seen a lot more things than you...the changes in the stars, the overthrow of mountains and rivers, the prosperity of dynasties, the annihilation of civilizations, the prosperity and decline of the four seasons. If you want to see them, I can accompany you to witness them again.

once."

If he is curious about his past experiences, he can also use some magic to take him back in time.

So he doesn't have to feel any gap.

001's dull mood improved inexplicably: "How many lives have you been looking for me?"

"One hundred and seven."

Without any hesitation, he gave an exact number.

He accompanied him through one hundred and seven reincarnations.

001 lowered his eyes and looked at the stones on the road. The tunnel in the mountain was dimly lit. They made a tacit agreement not to use spiritual power for lighting. They stood side by side and walked through the long tunnel.

"I just want to remember the sixth life." 001 frowned.

A smile flashed in Lord Ling's eyes: "Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly."

001: "I don't want to be left behind too much by you."

It seems that the more he thinks about those shared memories, both good and bad, the more Ling will be with him, and the loneliness in him will be reduced.

Master Ling’s mouth corners deepened:

"good."

He hasn't felt lonely for a long time.

………

The two returned to the cave, only to find dozens of figures in the cave.

Quan Jiu Fengzui and his group stood on the left, facing a group of old men opposite. In the middle of the two groups stood Qiu Zhongkui and others.

Qiu Zhongkui received more stimulation today than he had in decades combined. Looking at the palace master on the left and the ancestors who suddenly pretended to be dead on the right, he was in a dilemma, not knowing how to stand in line.

Quan Jiu, dressed in red, looked at the group of people coming out from behind the statue with a lazy and sarcastic expression.

"I have been hiding for so many years and still haven't died. I really deserve the title of immortality."

She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingertips, raising the corners of her mouth.

The shock in Qiu Yunshan's heart was no less than that of Qiu Zhongkui. Seeing the person who should have been in despair ten thousand years ago suddenly appeared in front of him, he was shocked, but at the same time he couldn't suppress the fear that surged in his heart.

"You, you are not..."

He met He Qingsui's cold eyes and did not dare to finish the rest of his words.

"Uncle Qiu."

He Qing shouted the title casually.

Before he was brought back to Lingshan by Quanjiu, he had practiced in the sect for a period of time. According to his seniority, the person in front of him was his elder uncle who had been "dead" for thousands of years.

Later, he returned to Lingshan to practice with Quan Jiu, and no longer paid attention to his former sect. He only knew that after a few hundred years, this elder passed away.

The sect disciples present recognized their dead ancestors one after another, and their faces were full of shock. There was an uproar on the scene, and different titles of recognition were heard.

Qiutang looked at his great-great-great-grandfather and his jaw almost dislocated. He was sure that he had seen his portrait and tablet in the Qiu family ancestral hall.

“Great-great-great-grandfather!?!”

The old man was dressed in gray. He just glanced at her indifferently and looked away, with no intention of acknowledging his relatives.

"Isn't this your master's master?" Lan Xiu glanced at Ji Mingye.

Ji Mingye frowned. He was still young. He was not yet born when this senior died. He only heard his master say that he had a highly respected and powerful master who went down the mountain to slay demons in order to protect his family.

The people of the city were in danger, and they fought against the twelve demon generals alone. In the end, they drained the last drop of blood from their bodies and died heroically.

He is not the only one who knows this story, even the new disciples who have just started know the legendary story of this patriarch.

But now, this famous ancestor suddenly came to life.

Quan Jiu looked at the familiar faces, smiling but not smiling, but his eyes were cold:

"If I remember correctly, there seem to be a few faces missing. Could it be that it didn't give you enough nutrients and these short-lived ghosts are still dead?"

Qiu Yunshan is still the same skin as when he died. Thousands of years later, he has not shown any signs of aging. Faced with the questions from his descendants, he remained indifferent:

"I could kill you before, and I can kill you again now."

Quan Jiu's eyes flashed with ferocity:

"You are just a lackey of the demon clan. If you weren't a nightmare, do you really think you can hurt a hair on my head?"

As soon as she said this, Fengzui Tanglu and others all changed their expressions.

The people who killed her were actually these highly respected seniors from the Immortal Sect?!

Lan Xiu moved his thin lips several times before finding his voice: "Sister Shen, is there... any misunderstanding?"

You can't blame him for being pedantic. It's because his ancestors' brainwashing ability is too powerful. Many of the faces in front of him are the righteous and awe-inspiring old-timers he has seen in the fairy textbooks. They have a magnificent life of exterminating demons and defending the way.

"Misunderstand?"

Quan Jiu's lips were sarcastic.

"Why, your father didn't tell you that these wastes who are greedy for life and afraid of death have already taken refuge in the demon clan?"

(End of chapter)