Respect

Just before the ancient breeze laughed, the laughter was particularly evil and weird.

Now Gu Qingfeng laughs, but he is especially bold and free.

Just the ancient breeze is not like the ancient breeze, but the current ancient breeze is like the old one.

Only when the ancient breeze was just like the ancient breeze, the Daxing epilepsy was stunned and incredible.

When the ancient breeze was like the ancient breeze, the Daxing epilepsy was still stunned and incredible.

the difference is.

Only before the Daxing epilepsy can't believe that Gu Qingfeng's self-consciousness was swallowed up, it can't be accepted that such cruel reality.

Now the ancient breeze is still the ancient breeze, but the Daxing epilepsy still can't believe it.

Maybe it has been too nervous, maybe too desperate, or maybe the surprise came so suddenly that the hope came so strongly that when the Daxing epilepsy discovered that the ancient breeze is still the ancient breeze, he couldn't believe it at all It is true, just like dreaming.

"You ... are you really Guy?"

Dahang epilepsy trembled and asked stiffly.

"Crap! Who else could I be?"

"Your self, didn't ... haven't been swallowed?"

With a snap, Gu Qingfeng opened an altar of wine, grunted and sipped a few sips, and laughed: "Master's self, how can it be so easily swallowed, if any messy thing can swallow the grandfather's self, that grandfather's self I'm afraid it's long gone. "

"Then why did you ..."

"Just now it was just the grandfather teasing you for fun. Is your old bald donkey really serious? Hahaha!"

"you you you……"

If you were still skeptical of Gu Qingfeng just now, then at this moment, the only trace of suspicion left by the Daxing epilepsy disappeared as the ancient Qingfeng opened the altar of fine wine.

All the tension, all the despair, all the unwillingness, all the pain is gone at this moment, and in the end there are countless excitement and countless excitement.

The excited Daxing epilepsy couldn't help shaking, his face flushed with redness, his eyes were red, and a thump sound, Daxing epilepsy slumped in the void, staring at Gu Qingfeng, whispering to himself. : "Laozi finally won his mother's bet and won! Finally won !!!!"

Tense nerves, tense spirits, crumbling minds, souls on the verge of collapse, including the stone that kept hanging inside, finally fell down at this moment.

Daxing Leng Monk could no longer carry it, and was paralyzed in the void.

Because for a long time, he has been supported by the faintest hope that is as small as possible, and all the hopes that Gu Qingfeng has placed on him, including his future, as well as his life.

The pressure can be imagined.

It's like a person walking on a mountain with a faltering footstep. This mountain is so heavy that he can't lift his head, can't stand his waist, every step is difficult, even more terrible. To any light.

Fortunately.

Ancient Qingfeng is still ancient Qingfeng. For Daxing epilepsy, as if he tried his best to climb out of the abyss of despair, he was paralyzed on the spot.

He is so.

The old beggar hiding in the black water mountain is also just like climbing out of the abyss of despair, sitting tired on the black water mountain, breathing out of breath.

Even the black-water mother-in-law, who has always been calm, closed her eyes. Even if she took a deep breath, she was still unable to calm her inner excitement.

at the same time.

In a gazebo in the void.

I have been watching the pale face of Gu Qingfeng, and I took a deep breath at this moment. She, who was standing with her arms, finally sat down and said to herself, "It's been a long time. It ’s such a stimulating thing, this kind of thinking about heaven, thinking about hell, struggling with hope and despair, is really uncomfortable and too tormenting. "

next to.

The ancient namelessness is still the same as before, standing quietly in the gazebo, ordinary and ordinary as usual, as usual, whether it is the look or the heart from beginning to end, there has never been any Change, as if everything just happened has nothing to do with her, and like the goddess of fate silently watching the fate of the world.

"It seems I'm really unfit to gamble!"

Cang Yan poured a glass of wine for himself, shook his head slightly, and drew a smile on his mouth, as if laughing at his own poor tolerance, and said, "Especially the betting method that puts hope on others, gives me the feeling It's like pinning your destiny on others. "

He drank the wine in his glass and said something meaningful: "I still like to control my own destiny."

Void.

Looking at the Daxing epilepsy tired and paralyzed in the void, Gu Qingfeng walked over, crouched down, and smiled, "I said Daxing, wouldn't you?"

"Don't you?" Dahang's epic looks like he has experienced a life and death catastrophe. His face is ashes, sweaty, and panting, "Your boy knows ... you **** ... Almost ... I almost scared the old man alive! "

Gu Qingfeng handed over an altar of fine wine and said, "Is it so serious?"

The Daxing episcopal took the wine, opened it directly, tilted his head, and filled the half of the altar in one breath. Then he raised the altar and poured the remaining half of the altar wine on his bare head, staring at the ancient Qingfeng. , Very seriously and seriously said: "I believe old man, if your kid's self-consciousness is really swallowed up, this is definitely more serious than you think."

"is it?"

Gu Qingfeng stood up, twisted his neck, stretched a lazy waist, and said, "Listening to you, it seems that the Lord must be careful in the future. Otherwise, if the Lord is dead, then this is not a big deal. Post it? "

"Will your kid's mother be able to stop making such jokes in the future, it will really scare people. Your kid won't be able to appreciate the mood of the old lady, that's ... it's ..."

The Daxing Monk has been talking for a long time, so he didn't say anything, because the mood was too complicated and painful, and he was so painful that he didn't know how to describe it.

"Just? Grandpa is n’t kidding. If it was n’t for today, Grandpa really did n’t know that his own life was so important. Do n’t say, this feeling is pretty good. He ’s still so big. Just be human. "

Gu Qingfeng drank all the fine wine, looked at the void, held his fists, and said, "Thank you for your concern about Ye Xiaoren, although Ye does not know what the purpose behind your concern is, but you care about Ye Xiaominger is a fact. Since it is a fact, thank you for this Xiaominger. "

"Otherwise! Let's meet together? Have a drink? Talk about life?"

When the old beggar hiding in the Black Water Mountain heard the words of Gu Qingfeng, he couldn't help but get up and said, "What does this guy mean? How can I say such a word, and want to invite us to drink?"

"Old beggar, aren't you scared and stupid, so that you can't hear anything?" Hei Niangniang said, "You can't hear me, is he deliberately mocking us?"

Hearing the words from the black water maiden, the old beggar reacted and grinned and said, "His mother! This kid is really unreasonable, dare he has been singing a big show just now? Intentionally pretending to be demonized by gods outside the avenue Swallowed us to frighten us? What is he trying to do? What is the purpose? Just to see who wants him to die and who wants him to live? Who put their hope on him? "

"If that's the case, isn't this kid's method too harsh? However, just looking at him like a madman just now, it doesn't look like it was installed. The power emerging from him is indeed beyond the road! "

Hei Shui Niang Niang nodded and said, "Indeed, he shouldn't pretend deliberately. The power of Canggu overwhelming on him really belongs outside the avenue, and ... based on my understanding of him, the bureau tried to test us. He should not be able to do such things, and he would not be bothered to do it. "

"As for who wants to let him die, who wants to let him live, and who rests his hope on him? Do you think he cares?"

"If he cares, we can't stare at him in secret."

"That's true."

The old beggar agreed: "With this boy's ability, if he doesn't want us to stare, I'm afraid we can't stare at him."

Void.

Gu Qingfeng waited for a while.

When no one responded, he smiled and said, "Well, since everyone is not willing to show up, then stay in the puppet, when you come up with it, Grandpa is always waiting for you!"

"It's getting late, Grandpa still has something to do, let's take a step first, everyone goodbye!"

Say nothing.

Gu Qingfeng laughed and raised his foot to leave.

As soon as the ancient breeze was about to leave, the Daxing epilepsy couldn't care about the tired body. He got up and was just chasing after him. He suddenly remembered something and shouted to the void: "If this is not the old lady, let yourself out. Xiao Minger is interviewing you for the ancient boy. I am afraid that you are still waiting to be tormented. You do n’t need to say anything if you are grateful. The old man does n’t care.

"What I want to say is that we are all grasshoppers on a rope. Don't ask everyone to work together and unite, just ask everyone not to stab the knife behind them."

"Especially someone, I hope your elderly can raise your hand!"

While talking about ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Daxing Leng Monk ran while running, and disappeared as soon as he worked hard.

In the void.

Perhaps the black water maiden and the old beggar did not know the meaning of Daxing's epic, but Cangyan knew that Daxing's epic was deliberately told to the ancient unknown.

"It seems that Daxing is still thinking about the last thing." Cang Yan asked: "Yes, I forgot to ask, how did you handle his incarnation?"

"Suppressed by me."

"Is it just suppressing it? I thought you would use that avatar to make him remember long."

"As long as his incarnation is in my hands, I think Daxing will converge."

"Oh, that's true. Daxing's incarnation fell into your hands. Even if he didn't want to, he would never dare to infer it as before."

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