I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You're All After My Heart!

Chapter 8

"Shameless, despicable human beings!"

Chu Wuqing doesn't know that this motionless body is scolding him. Even if he knows, he won't care.

After the contract was concluded, Chu Wuqing patiently took out the birth skin cream and applied the medicine himself. His white and slender fingers were stained with the transparent cream, touched the scratches on the demon's chest a little, watched the wound close quickly without leaving any trace, and his eyes smiled.

Extraterritorial demons are actually very mysterious to ordinary friars, because there is no such thing in the cultivation world, only in the empty battlefield and the spirit sky.

All the monks know is that they are very powerful.

But Chu Wuqing, who was born again, knew all the contents of "a sword to seal immortals" from the beginning to his own death. In between, the protagonist once mistakenly entered the empty battlefield and met a king's daughter among foreign demons.

This makes Chu Wuqing also know the secret method of the foreign demon family. Whether the royal family is really scared or not can not be judged by friars below Lian Xu.

No matter whether the body is really dead or not, he bought it and belongs to himself, so he immediately tried the method of recognizing the Lord used by the protagonist.

This method must be effective. It's not like what he deliberately said.

"Although you are just a corpse without self-consciousness, how can my things be nameless?" Chu Wuqing looked up at the demon's handsome head, but his posture could not give people a sense of weakness, but gave people a tendency of condescending.

"Despicable and stupid human, you don't deserve to know my name. I allow you to call me Xi long." for the first time, the demon felt distressed and regretful about the proud cultivation secret method, but even if he roared in his heart, he couldn't let * * say a word.

"Ink has blood, and you and I have blood bond," Chu Wuqing asked the body to kneel down, looked up at him, and gently stroked the face of the body with his fingers

"Stop, my name is Xin Ye."

"So I'll call you Xiao Hong."

The corpse didn't say a word, but the surrounding air seemed to feel the anger of the corpse and repressed it.

Chu Wuqing's long eyebrow was slightly picked, and the smile in the dark pupil was not reduced by one point. "Why, don't you like the name the master gave you?"

"The sharp weapon front never depends on a name. You are my servant. Don't say Xiao Hong, even Er Dan can make others cry."

The surrounding air was more depressed, and seemed to be conveying anger and sadness for the people in front of the body.

But Chu Wuqing seemed as if he had never stopped. His evil taste broke out and he laughed more happily. With a snap of his fingers, Xiao Hong, who had just come out of the oven, followed him out of the door.

There are countless transmission arrays in the auction venue for monks to leave.

Chu Wuqing steps into the transmission array with Xiaohong. After a breath, he goes outside the Xianqi Pavilion, but he has just taken a step.

Several golden elixir periods came out of thin air and suddenly pressed against him, making cracks in his protective vests.

In an instant, a golden elixir spell came towards him, which was not his only cultivation of Qi refining to avoid fleeing.

"Xiao Hong, stop it."

The demon Xin Ye immediately flashed in front of Chu Wuqing and was forced to use his noble body as a meat shield to firmly block all the attacks of Jindan for Chu Wuqing.

The man who assassinated Chu Wuqing was the middle-aged monk Jindan and the forces behind him!

Of course, they would not think that Chu Wuqing made Xianqi Pavilion stand against them. It is obviously more likely to be Zhao Bai than a low-level friar who needs to wear a bucket hat to hide.

But they can't move Zhao Bai, so they have to move Chu Wuqing to vent their anger and rob the demon's body by the way.

"Young generation, you only have one flesh body. Can you block one place and all directions?" the middle-aged friar of Jindan smiled disdainfully, and his eyes looking at Xiaohong were full of greed. When he spoke, eight Jindan appeared immediately, obviously trying to surround Chu Wuqing.

Fighting is forbidden in Chutian City, but middle-aged friars are not afraid. With the elder of the Chu family, he will not be punished too much. But if he doesn't report today's humiliation, he will not be able to gain a foothold in Chutian city and must establish his authority.

Besides, if you can capture this demon and give it to the elder of the Chu family, today's one Qi ē Will not be anything.

"Stupid." Chu Wuqing said softly.

These people wanted to kill him. The transmission array didn't have a chance in an instant, but now it's five seconds, enough for Xianqi pavilion to react.

In an instant, the eight golden elixirs attacked at the same time were like their feet tied by an invisible subway chain. They suddenly fell to the ground from the air, and countless ice forks appeared. In a moment, five friars at the beginning of the golden elixir died.

At the same time, an ordinary looking old man with a long beard appeared behind Chu Wuqing, but his whole body was owned by Yuanying!

The old man said to Chu Wuqing, "guest, I'm frightened."

The accident came too quickly. In an instant, the role reversed. Chu Wuqing was safe and sound, but the middle-aged friar had been three dead and five seriously injured.

"Xianqi Pavilion, dare you, I'm the best friend of elder Chu hang," the middle-aged friar who was made by the black clad golden pill friar of Xianqi Pavilion gave a cry of grief, stared at Chu Wuqing with split eyes, and a guess rose in his heart, but it went out immediately. If it was that person, how could he sit on the second floor

Chu Wuqing saw that Xianqi pavilion was quickly solved. He immediately stopped looking at the middle-aged Friar and waved it gently. The flying boat appeared at his feet and flew away with him and Xiaohong.

As soon as the flying boat came out, it was like a judgment. All the angry scoldings of the middle-aged friar were choked out in his throat and his face was gray... The end.

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After returning to Chu's house, Chu Wuqing places Xiaohong in the cave of Chu Huan. When Chu Huan comes back, he checks to ensure no worry. He immediately takes a flying boat to the transmission point.

The Gu family is located at the edge of the middle boundary of Anyang. It is far away from the city of Chu Tian. It is recorded in thousands of miles. Chu Wuqing doesn't know how many exactly. He only knows that he needs to pass Gu Lin to count the high-level transmission array, and each transmission is at least ten medium-quality spirit stones.

After a day and night of transmission, Chu Wuqing finally reached the small town Nancheng on the edge of Anyang.

The South City, called the city, is actually just a town where low-level practitioners gather. The golden elixir can cover the sky with one hand, which is almost the same as the small world.

And Gu Jia is in the south city.

Speaking of, Gu family was once a family with a history of thousands of years, and its ancestors had a master of array, which brought countless honors to the family. But now the family is just a small family in decline.

The person with the highest cultivation of the whole family only has eight layers of Qi refining, but that's it. In this small town, it's already a good cultivation, enough to support a small cultivation family.

At this moment, in a courtyard of Gu's family, a thin boy who looks only five or six years old is being kicked by several strong teenagers.

Beside the boy was a bowl of moldy porridge and cyan steamed bread.

Even if the food of any mortal servant is several times better than this, it is the only food for the boy who has been hungry for several days. It is still hard to steal it from the garbage in the kitchen.

The boy didn't even care about the pain on his body. The colic caused by hunger for too long made him unable to think. He looked straight at the steamed bread on the ground and reached out to hook it.

However, when his hand was about to touch the steamed bread, immediately, a shoe stepped on the steamed bread. When he looked up, he saw the owner of the shoes sneer at himself, "waste, what else to eat? Throw away your family face and starve to death. If you want to be a beggar, go to other places to beg, not at home."

Hatred erupted in the boy's eyes. He was only ten years old, but because he often didn't have enough to eat, the whole man looked several years younger than his actual age, and the torn clothes he picked up were sleeved on him, making him even thinner.

But this Qi ē But it didn't damage the boy's appearance and temperament at all. He was more down-to-earth than a beggar, but his temperament looked more noble than the son of the South City Lord.

Those dark pupils flashed across and stared at the boy stepping on the steamed bread. Even if he didn't have any strength to resist, he could make people feel a great pressure, a pressure that was even more terrible than facing the foundation fairy.

Because of this, these teenagers are more angry. They must beat the boy until he is obedient. He is just a waste beggar. He dares to look at people like this and have such temperament... Bah!

The boy held the steamed bread pulled from the soles of the teenagers' feet and swallowed it. At this time, these teenagers would let him go and laughed at him: "right, grab food from the soles of my feet like a beggar. This is your life. How can you see people like that?"

The boy buried his head and the chicken pecked rice. It seemed to agree, but his mouth ate faster. He must, must live, live hard, and living is a Qi ē I hope that even if I eat such food, I will endure such an insult. He silently recited the book he peeped at on the bookstall, "there is a fish in the north, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know it's thousands of miles away; it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know it's thousands of miles away..."

Reading, reading, as if he wanted to die with these people, his heart gradually calmed down, as if he really got carefree

"Grandpa said, ninja to win, but why do I still feel sad or want to cry?"

His name is Gu Yu. He is the youngest son of the former patriarch. His parents and brother died when he was young because he went to the secret place to get something. However, the uncle who succeeded the patriarch had a holiday with Gu Yu's father. As soon as he was in power, he retaliated all his grievances on the young child.

No one knows Gu Yu's talent. No one dares to let him test it, and no one will let Gu Yu learn or practice anything. Since childhood, he has been growing up as a beggar. All those who sympathize with him are sent to other places the next day. Anyone in the family can bully him and take him as an outlet.

Under the deliberate of the current patriarch, Gu Yu has become a waste in the population, a waste that can't cultivate, and has lost the face of Gu family.

This is the so-called family lineage?

But in fact, Gu Yu is a rare array genius in a hundred years. He has both water and wood spiritual roots and psychic eyes. He is also the little brother arranged by the author for the male Lord. After being rescued from the family by the male Lord, he has always been loyal to him and directly destroyed the whole Gu family without hesitation.

The Gu family didn't know what an opportunity to rise was missed until the moment when mi è was destroyed. Just because of the hatred of the patriarch, they lost the glory of their ancestors who had always dreamed of.

"Do you still dare to cry?" another person saw Gu Yu's tears on the steamed bread and immediately sneered: "if we don't kill you, you should be grateful. What's your dissatisfaction here?"

"I think he still complains about the second brother's trampling on that steamed bread."

"Isn't it just a steamed bread?" the man kicked Gu Yu's hand, crushed the remaining steamed bread into several pieces, and said with a smile: "haven't you been hungry for several days? Eat quickly."

Gu Yu's eyes immediately turned red. He knew what kind of humiliation these people wanted. He wanted to watch him lick like a dog... In order to live, Gu Yu climbed towards the pieces of steamed bread

"Gu Yu, look up?" suddenly, a man laughed.

Gu Yu looked up and was surprised on the spot. This direction is the direction of Gu's ancestral hall, which worships every generation of ancestors of Gu's lineage!

No, grandpa!

... Gu Yu couldn't do it. Ninja won.

"Not yet? Do you want us to feed you?"

"Just let us feed him? I think he deserves to be beaten again."

Then they punched and kicked Gu Yu again. They were used to venting the pressure they encountered elsewhere on the people. Anyway, no one would care. As long as they didn't kill them.

Even the patriarch is happy to see their success in humiliating Gu Yu, and where will anyone dare to stop them.

Regardless of the pain of being kicked, Gu Yu trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the broken bread.

But at the next moment, a voice of disturbance came from one side, "don't go there, fairy. It's just the servant's residence."

"Immortal, excellent people, we care more about our family. Why do we have to find that waste?"

"Fairy..."

The voices of a group of people were intertwined. Then they seemed to see a scene in the courtyard. Everyone subconsciously quieted down, and their faces were very ugly.

Although they had long known that a clansman had been humiliated, they did not expect to be seen by distinguished guests today. How will they deal with their family in the future.

The people who kicked Gu Yu didn't take it seriously. They just heard what others discussed and knew that the identity of the guest was unusual. They quickly and respectfully saluted Chu Wuqing.

Chu Wuqing passed by them without expression, and his eyes didn't even stay on these people for a moment.

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Distinguished guest, immortal master, this Qi ē It has nothing to do with Gu Yu. He has become numb to the outside world. He just wants to take advantage of this gap, when no one teases and beats him, and eat quickly.

Gu Yu tried to narrow down his existing Z à I, and hurriedly grabbed the bread crumbs with both hands, but at the next moment there was a flicker of sword light. As soon as his palm cooled, the remaining pieces of bread became powder and scattered in the soil.

Gu Yu's hands trembled, trembling, trying to dig out bread crumbs from the soil. He hasn't eaten for two days and nights... Despair drowned him like a wave.

Until, a pair of thin white hands picked him up from the mud, and his compassionate expression was perfect and holy. His beautiful face and silver hair falling on his white clothes were like the gods of the nine heavens.

Gu Yu's arm stiffened, and the mud wrapped in steamed bread powder, which was regarded as life-saving food, suddenly rolled down, but he didn't feel it.

"Are you here to save me?" Gu Yu opened his eyes and blurted out subconsciously. His dirty little hands wanted to pat off the dirt on his body, but they got dirtier and dirtier. Even the white clothes of the visitor were stained with the dirt in the backyard.

The little man frowned, his eyes full of fear and pain, and when he looked up, the sun fell into his eyes and crushed hope.

So careful.

The visitor smiled gently without a trace of dust. "Yes, I'll take you to become the most powerful rune array master."