My Disciples Are All Villains

Luzhou remembered Gong Yuandu's description just now.

Think again about the feelings at the time of retreat ...

With a smile:

"The elders of ordinary people are only about a hundred years old ... Practitioners may be another ordinary person."

Gong Yuan glanced at Luzhou, glanced over Luzhou's white hair, and said, "Brother Ji's explanation is fresh. Brother Ji has changed ... a lot."

They are old opponents.

In a way, old opponents know each other better than friends.

Luzhou just nodded and couldn't say no.

I can't say in front of him that I come from another world, a very special and far away world.

"You too," said Lu Zhou, following the memory in his head.

Gong Yuandu in his memory is not a good thing.

There is no room for two tigers.

Gong Yuandu is insidious, forbearing, and devious.

He can stay in the sword market for hundreds of years and endure what ordinary people cannot.

How can you live under the eaves?

Maybe it's the man who is dying and the words are good. Gong Yuandu at this moment does not seem to see the former shadow.

...

Drink three times.

Day has tilted.

The sun just fell on Gong Yuandu.

He was enjoying it exceptionally.

He looked at Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao at the same time. At the same time, he glanced over Duanmu Sheng, Xiao Jieer, and others.

He looked at the towering Motian Pavilion again.

Said: "Talk to me about these two swords ..."

"Leng Luo." Leng Luo quoted his name again.

It may be felt that Gong Yuandu's condition is somewhat wrong, like Alzheimer's, and his memory is short.

"Pan, Litian." Pan Litian wanted to talk about the old beggar, but after thinking about it, he finally reported his real name.

Gong Yuandu was slightly surprised and said:

"Jingmingdao No. 1 ... I remember you."

"Rewarded."

"As soon as the former master of Jingming Road died, you had a fight with the eight elders. It was said that he was seriously injured and rescued by the four princes and ran to the edge?" Gong Yuan looked at Pan Litian in doubt.

Everyone looked at Pan Litian.

Is this why Pan Litian left Jingmingdao?

"It's all in the past, not worth mentioning." Pan Litian waved.

As for how Gong Yuan knew it, it was no longer important.

"Brother Ji is really a good tool. Even elderly people like Leng Luo and Pan Litian can admire ... admire and admire." Gong Yuan looks like a retrospective, and the whole person's waist is straight.

After saying this.

Keke.

Gong Yuandu coughed again.

It was just that no blood was coughed and the hair turned white again and again.

This time, he has completely aged.

The person who burned the essence of blood is equal to the overdraft of vitality in advance, and obtained short-term cultivation as a promotion by extraordinary means.

Even if it is to perform Jedi healing ... it is impossible to save.

What's more, Gong Yuandu had a shocking move just now, but he had a murderous heart.

Gong Yuandu's eyes fell on Luzhou, his tone changed: "It's almost time."

"Aren't you in the coffin?" Luzhou looked at the coffin next to him.

Luzhou originally intended that if he was willing to stay in Motiange and give him a chance, but after listening to his feelings in the sword market, this opportunity would be gone.

"No."

Gong Yuan didn't even look, shook his head, "I suddenly thought of a kind of witchcraft. If someone wants to manipulate ... Lao Tzu, it will be disgusting."

"Right."

Luzhou nodded and raised his glass.

The corners of Gong Yuandu's mouth twitched and hehe said, "You old thing ... can't you say something nice?"

got windy.

Without the barrier protection, Mo Tian Ge also has a clear sense of wind and grass.

The light of the setting sun became more and more red, like the blood of countless people.

Nourish--

An amazing scene appeared.

Gong Yuandu's feet, like sand, peeled off little by little.

He is like a sculpture made of sand.

"Hello, drink two more." Luzhou toasted.

"Okay."

Gong Yuandu's hoarse voice disappeared, becoming energetic, young, and playful.

He used Dantian Qihai to block the rolling magical power, and the energy-sealed Qihai couldn't hold it.

A glass of wine under the belly.

His entire right leg is gone.

The sand drifted away in the wind.

Then there was the other leg.

The wind is getting stronger.

All eyes were on Gong Yuandu.

Energy returns to heaven and earth, vitality returns to nature, and the wind dissipates.

"Good wine ..." Gong Yuandu put down his glass.

Put his hands in front of him.

Both legs disappeared.

The speed of peeling is getting faster and faster.

"I'm leaving, what else can I say?"

"Nothing."

Luzhou shook his head and sighed:

"I urge the Jun to make a glass of wine, and there is no reason to leave Yangguan in the west."

Luzhou raised his glass and drank it.

Gong Yuandu drank the last glass of wine.

He put the cup on the table.

A faint wave of energy was flowing.

Gong Yuandu's body, like sand, was rolled up by the wind.

When he only had a skull, Gong Yuan asked a question: "Where is Yangguan?"

Unfortunately……

He could not wait for Luzhou's answer, and this question drifted along the wind in the Jinting Mountains.

The energy is gone.

There was nothing left at the table.

In front of the Motiange Hall, return to quietness.

A moment of silence.

Luzhou got up with his hands.

Gaze swept across the coffin and the messy ground.

Everyone groaned ...

In the end it was just a deadly match.

Gong Yuandu has burned his essence and lost a hundred years of life. He will die even if he does not challenge Motiange.

He wanted to die in the coffin, or just leave a whole body.

It may be that while drinking, I suddenly realized something and temporarily changed my attention.

"Clean it up."

Luzhou calm road.

"Yes."

...

Back in the hall.

Others followed into the temple.

Into the temple.

Everyone bowed.

"Master."

"Master."

Luzhou's eyes looked around, wondering: "Ming Shiyin and Zhao Yue are not here?"

Duanmusheng arched his hand: "When Master closed, the fourth son came to Feishu ... he said that he would be in Shendu and would take Master Zhaoyue back to the Magic Pavilion together. It would take some time.

"Let him go."

Duanmu Sheng retreated.

Luzhou looked at Pan Litian, Leng Luo, and Hua Wudao.

Seeing them gray with white hair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The appearance of the old dragon bell ...

A little awkward.

The Motian Pavilion has become the Senior Pavilion.

Only little kite is full of vitality and radiant ...

Luzhou remembered the scene where Gong Yuandu drifted away with the wind and fell into meditation. He had a reversal card, so he didn't worry about it. What about them?

"Master, Jiang Aijian Fei Shu."

"Read." Luzhou asked.

"Old predecessors have been destroyed by Netherism, Zhang Yuanshan is missing, and Netherism's actions have attracted the attention of the royal family; coincidentally, Anyang and Shangyuan are in chaos, causing the royal family to pull away from the nether religion; in addition Your four apprentices and five apprentices are okay with God, and I will look after them for you; and I will tell you a message that the five rats are dead. It is your six apprentice, Ye Tianxin. "

After reading, the whole hall fell into a silence.

Light pen