My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Oh." Huntian raised his hand and slapped He Xinda neatly on the head.

Without any resistance, not even full of regret or unwillingness like Cao Fangyi and others, He Xinda just smiled and disappeared into nothingness. Perhaps, for him, this is actually a kind of relief.

"You haven't eaten meat for hundreds of years, why don't you make a toothpaste? He doesn't know how to do it, and he doesn't have any resentment. The meat shouldn't be sour, right?" Gu Yeyu asked strangely.

"Oh, he's a bit older and too fleshy." Huntian replied.

"It seems that you have eaten a lot of human flesh, so you are very experienced." Gu Yeyu nodded, his eyes wandered around Hun Tian, ​​and he said thoughtfully.

Being stared at by him with such meaningful eyes, all the hairs on the whole body stood up, and a question suddenly came to his mind: Although Cao Fangyi and others hated Gu Fenghua to the core, they actually fell into the trap before they did anything to her. The end result is that the soul is scattered and the bones are gone.

He had almost sacrificed his precious sister to the Temple of the Five Internal Organs, so what would happen to him?

"Ahem, actually I have never eaten human flesh, nor have I really thought about eating human flesh." Hun Tian said coquettishly, smiling even more flatteringly.

"Oh, where did you get your experience?" Gu Yeyu asked.

"I heard it all from Taotie. As you know, sir, that guy is a foodie and will eat everything. It's what told me that the little girl's thin skin and tender meat are the most delicious. If you have good qualifications, you will have more essence and blood. It’s a great supplement.” Hun Tian explained.

"I see. I'll ask him for advice some other time." Gu Yeyu smiled casually, but his smile was even more frightening.

"Brother, I don't really want to betray you. I really have no choice. You can grieve for yourself." Hun Tian was trembling with fear, silently mourning for his good brother in his heart.

The door opened, and the few Zhengyang Taoist disciples who were guarding the door subconsciously wanted to salute. However, after taking a closer look, they realized that the ones who came out were not the Lord and Lords, but a few unfamiliar faces.

Subconsciously, several people reached out to the hilt of their swords at the same time. Immediately, their expressions changed drastically.

An invisible energy suppressed them, and they couldn't even move their fingers, let alone draw their swords.

Fortunately, these people ignored them at all. They didn't even look at them and flew away as soon as they left the door.

It wasn't until their figures disappeared from the sky and several Zhengyang disciples let out a long breath that they realized that their entire bodies were soaked with cold sweat.

"Who are they?" a young disciple asked tremblingly.

"Perhaps, maybe they are old friends of several adults?" Another disciple guessed.

While talking, several people turned their heads and looked inside the room, but did not see the figures of Fujun, Fuzheng and Fujian.

"Come on, come on, come on. The natal tablets of the Lord of the Palace, the two Lords of the Palace, and the Lord Superintendent of the Palace are broken. They are all broken!" At this moment, someone panicked and shouted in the distance. Crying and shouting.

In front of the door, several disciples subconsciously looked in the direction where the figures disappeared, and at the same time staggered and collapsed on the ground.

…

In Qingyuan Taoist Mansion, in a deep valley, a clear whistle suddenly sounded.

Before the clear whistle fell, another clear whistle sounded, and not long after, another one, and another one.

Four clear roars came and went, echoing in the valley for a long time.