The Old Gods Are Whispering

In the outskirts of Fengcheng, a mountain villa.

There was a crash.

The antique porcelain in the study was smashed to pieces on the floor, countless documents were scattered in the air, and calligraphy and paintings were torn to pieces.

Councilor Zhang waved his hand, motioned the trembling butler to clean up the things on the ground, and said with a blank expression: "My lord, the doctor deliberately told you to. Given your physical condition, you must pay attention to controlling your emotions."

There was a faint sound of long breathing.

Li Qingsong was so angry that his face was flushed, his eyes were red, and his beard and hair were disheveled: "You bully people too much! Huaiyin and his apprentices bully people too much! Any natural disasters must not interfere with the internal affairs of the ether association. This is the rule set by the president, he thought What are you going to do?"

As one of the nine great saints of the Tribunal, Fengcheng, where he sits, has been in continuous chaos.

A while ago, the blood moon massacre almost caused him to be dismissed on the spot.

Now that the aftermath of that incident has just subsided, another descendant of the Gu family emerged to challenge the authority of the court.

But in the end, the trial court did not have any countermeasures.

"The King of Blue is a natural disaster after all."

Councilor Zhang said with a blank expression: "Although the relationship between the president and him is not harmonious, but after all, he is his teacher's wife."

Li Qingsong laughed back angrily: "Isn't the Green King afraid of God's punishment? Is there really nothing the Tribunal can do about him?"

"The Qilin Immortal Palace is in the world, so it needs natural disasters."

Councilor Zhang said calmly: "More importantly, Gu Jianlin drew the mythical posture of the ancestor of the Kuilong and confirmed his identity. In terms of this ability alone, no one can move him. This person is very likely to be Chosen by other factions to be a weapon against the Inquisition."

Of course Li Qingsong was aware of this.

"Most likely?"

He said in a trembling voice: "Vice President Rhine has come to ask me to be accountable! I'm angry, I'm angry!"

Councilor Zhang held his glasses and asked, "My lord, what should the Yan family do?"

Li Qingsong's eyes were extremely gloomy.

"do not care."

He said in a deep voice, "Just let them go. Did your sister marry into Yan's family?"

Councilor Zhang said in a low voice, "I'm afraid they will mess around."

Li Qingsong said coldly: "Let's fend for ourselves."

Councilor Zhang nodded slightly, turned and left.

boom!

The desk was smashed into pieces, and the whole villa was crumbling.

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In the dark basement, there was a snap.

Shu Weng was slapped severely, and the mask on his face was smashed, revealing a face that can be regarded as well-featured. There was no expression on his face, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

This pain is nothing at all.

In fact, he has fallen into a huge nightmare recently, and the dream is full of the boy's indifferent face and burning golden pupils.

Especially the golden flame deep in the boy's pupils, as if he could see a unicorn reborn from the ashes.

So much so that his spirit was in a trance, and only the voice of the gods echoed in his ears.

Forced him to complete the order and gather his spirit.

Don't think about it.

Otherwise, you will really go crazy.

"You still have the face to come back?"

The pharmacist's angry voice sounded: "Do you know what you did?"

Shuweng was silent for a moment, then silently clenched his fists: "I'm sorry, teacher."

"I've told you many times, why do you want to cooperate with the gravedigger organization? We already have a supreme being behind us! What else in this world can compare to a supreme being helping?"

The pharmacist said coldly: "Stupid! You are also from the association, why do you still think they are a bunch of idiots? Do you know how many captains came in just such a campaign? Even that woman Lu Zijin came. If I feel right, There is even the person in charge of the Omega sequence, Chen Bojun! What a horror!"

If it was a former scholar, after hearing these names, he would probably be terrified.

But now he really doesn't feel anything.

Because after he went out privately this time, he encountered something 108,000 times more terrifying than these people.

No matter how powerful the Ethereum Association is, it doesn't matter.

"I just want to see who is behind the gravediggers. I want to save more cards so that I can have more initiative when facing Supreme in Asgard."

Shuweng whispered: "Isn't it all right?"

"If something happens, you will be a corpse now!"

The pharmacist scolded: "I have emphasized to you countless times, as long as the Supreme can't get out, He will have nothing to do with us! He can kill us, but the price is that He will continue to be imprisoned in the Asgard! Or wait until Candle Dragon The venerable came back and wiped him out completely. Or, in the weakest state, face the entire association!"

With his hands behind his back, he said in a deep voice, "He can't get out of trouble, what can he do to us?"

Shuweng: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

The pharmacist was silent for a second, and said: "However, when you mention that thing, you really need to pay more attention. If that person escaped into the fairy palace later, that's fine. But if he was originally a ghost in the fairy palace, then " There is no record in "Xu Fu Ji". This matter...is really strange."

"I'll let the Krakens investigate, and you go and bring back the supplies from the other strongholds."

He ordered: "Be careful, remember that we are not only wanted by the Association, but even the Twilight Organization has blacklisted us. Those spiritual medicines that can be brought back will be brought back. The ones that come back are directly destroyed on the spot, anyway, we don’t lack that thing.”

When Shuweng heard this, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said respectfully: "Understood, teacher."

"Okay, I'm going to study a new type of spiritual medicine."

The pharmacist turned around and said indifferently: "The most perfect spiritual medicine at the extraordinary stage, which will soon replace CMJ113, will establish my... name as a master in one fell swoop!"

The scholar said respectfully: "The teacher will last forever, and his name will go down in history!"

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Gu Jianlin was lying in the hospital ward, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

tuk tuk.

As the door was knocked, Lu Zicheng pushed the door open and came in, with a bald parrot standing on his shoulder, with a stern face and no words.

Chen Qing carried a bag of breakfast and put it on the bedside table, and said with a blank expression, "I've never seen this scene before. I remember the last time I delivered breakfast to you who was hospitalized, and it was the last time."

Gu Jianlin thought carefully for a second: "The last time I heard this conversation was also the last time."

With a stern face, Chen Qing glared at him: "You are really talented. It's been less than a week since you became an Ascendant, and you've already been hospitalized twice. What else do you want to do?"

Although the tone was reprimanding, it was more worried: "You are young and capable, and you still dare to hang up on our phone? If something happens to you, how can we go down to see Professor Gu in the future?"

"Don't say that, Chen Qing."

Lu Zi said in a strange manner: "He is the rookie king of Fengcheng, the number one supernova, the genius seed who entered the Omega sequence, and the person who is valued by the king of blue. You and I have to be honored by him. What's wrong with our phone? Oh, it's not hung up, they crushed the phone. "

At this time, the bald parrot also said in a strange way: "Although you killed them, I still want to ask you. Where are the opponent's teammates? If you can't answer, then I can only give you this wave of kills." You get zero points."

It's all about what.

Gu Jianlin was silent for a second: "Sorry."

Lu Zicheng took a photo of an unopened mobile phone on the bedside table, and also carried a calling card.

"I bought a new mobile phone for you, and I also reported the loss of the phone card and reissued it for you."

He paused, then suddenly said, "Thank you."

Gu Jianlin was taken aback for a moment: "Thank you?"

"Thank you for everything you have done for Uncle Mu and the others."

Lu Zi subconsciously groped for the cigarette case, but found nothing, so he could only scratch his head: "The people I'm most sorry for in my life are probably Uncle Mu and his daughter. But because I'm not strong enough, there are still many I can't help them much because of the restrictions on the aspect, and even contacting them will harm them."

He paused: "Thanks to you, I helped them regain their dignity. Although some people still died, it was the best ending compared to being slaughtered."

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second: "What happened back then?"

Lu Zicheng didn't seem to want to talk about anything, he just said: "It's nothing, it's all in the past. Originally, I just wanted you to visit Heiyun City Walled City, and initially feel the evil and good in the extraordinary world, but I didn't expect So many things happened. You kid is crazy enough to make such a big fuss."

Chen Qing said solemnly: "No matter what your father left you, giving you the ability to leapfrog challenges, but your body can no longer bear it, so you must use it with caution in the future."

Gu Jianlin pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

His own physical condition couldn't be more clear.

This ancient apotheosis also used that weird syllable, which almost killed him.

"By the way, let me tell you that what happened last night should be divided into two parts."

Lu Zicheng said meaningfully: "In the first part, you did kill your superior and your companions, but since they are all fallen, according to the rules of the association, no one can say anything about you. Even if this matter is You are also reasonable if you go to the headquarters. But the problem is, some people, he is unreasonable."

"Many people in the association said nice things. They claimed that since they chose to become sublimated, they must stick to the beliefs of human beings. Once they fall, they must commit suicide."

He emphasized: "But when they really fall, they can't do it."

Chen Qing said coldly: "Double-standard dogs are like this. Faith is not blown out by mouth."

Gu Jianlin nodded slightly: "I understand, I have ended my enmity with the court."

"Yes, as for the second part, it's Uncle Mu and the others."

Lu Zicheng took a deep look at him: "Did you know? The reason why Uncle Mu and the others survived this time was not because they were taken away for torture or massacred on the spot, but because of one person."

Gu Jianlin understood what he meant: "The King of Green, Huai Yin."

"That's right, do you remember what I told you when we first met? In this extraordinary world, only the fist is the greatest truth. As long as you are strong enough, someone will be willing to modify it for you. Rules. The Tribunal is unwilling to offend the King of Green publicly for the sake of Uncle Mu and the others."

Lu Zicheng explained: "But behind their backs, they will still find ways to make small moves."

Gu Jianlin asked calmly, "So?"

"So, what my sister means is that now that you are awake, don't waste your time. The King of Blue only values ​​you at the moment, but he doesn't really regard you as his student. You should work harder."

Lu Zicheng snapped his fingers: "Chen Qing, do it!"

Chen Qing walked forward expressionlessly, held down the weak boy on the bed, and started to untie his hospital gown.

Gu Jianlin's complexion changed for the first time: "Sister Chen Qing, if you have something to say..."

"Shut up."

Chen Qing gave him a cold look, then threw a bag of new clothes on the bed: "Time is running out, change clothes."

Gu Jianlin felt weak all over, and said with force, "I can do it myself..."

"It's not the first time, why are you shy?"

Chen Qing glanced at him: "When you were unconscious, I took the bath for you."

Gu Jianlin: "..."

"Tut tut."

Lu Zicheng turned around and pretended he didn't see anything: "Oh right, I forgot to tell you. You are now famous in the Ethereum Association. Not only have you surpassed Lei Ting and become , and has a new nickname. Well... you'll find out later."

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After the hospital's confirmation, Gu Jianlin's health was fine, and he was allowed to leave the hospital.

Wearing a white shirt and jeans, with a newly purchased mobile phone in his pocket, he walked out of the hospital gate in a daze, passing by the bustling crowd, warm sunshine and choking exhaust.

After the battle in Heiyun Walled City, he returned to the modern city again, as if he had returned to the world.

He lowered his head and bit off half of the fritters, walking across the parking lot in front of the hospital.

Today is Friday, the temperature at noon is a bit hot, and the sun is rare.

There were not many people on the street, and the old man who bought snacks pushed his cart and passed by. The ramen restaurant and Shaxian snacks across the street were crowded with people, and a strong fragrance wafted along the wind.

At this time, he suddenly saw a grocery store under the shade of the trees on the side of the street.

He froze for a moment, subconsciously crossed the road and walked over.

At this moment, he finally knew why he had to be discharged from the hospital early.

The grocery store still has no door, and the store is filled with a touch of sandalwood.

On the mahogany lounge chair, the white-haired old man lay on it, seemingly asleep.

"Discharged?"

Jing Ci came out of the shop, hung a painting on the wall, and said with a gentle smile, "Teacher just had lunch and is still taking a nap. God knows how long it will take, you can just sit down."

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second, then nodded slightly: "Okay... Thank you for what happened last time."

"You're welcome."

Jing Ci smiled slightly, turned around and went into the store to pack up his things.

This is the second time for Gu Jianlin to come to this old-fashioned general store, and his eyes suddenly froze on the painting on the wall just now, his pupils shrank slightly, and he froze on the spot.

It is not so much a painting as it is a random brush with ink. The black ink lines criss-cross on the white rice paper, like a dragon reaching the sky, circling soaring into the sky.

It's just that there is a graceful and graceful curve outlined in the wanton and wild ink lines.

At first glance, this painting does not look like the work of a famous artist, but the more you look at it, the more it has an inexplicable meaning. I just feel that the black and white in the painting seem to reveal vitality and death, and the black dragon seems to be about to Flying into the sky, the graceful and graceful curves are like a girl's glance, and the world will collapse.

Gu Jianlin's pupils shrank slightly, because his intuition told him that this painting must be at least two hundred years old.

Three thousand and five, there are still today, continue to code words.