The apprentice always wants to kill me

Chapter 94

However, Gu Qingli suddenly snorted uncharacteristically, squinted at the head of the sect and said: "Live and die... now it is indeed the end of my life."

The head of Tianxuan faintly heard that Gu Qingli was pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

When did he receive such cold eyes?Immediately, he turned cold and asked, "What do you mean?"

However, Gu Qingli shook his head slightly, looked away and stopped talking.

The headmaster snorted coldly with a stinky face, but he heard an old voice from somewhere, and asked with a little reprimand: "What did I tell you earlier?"

The person who made the sound probably had some identity, so the head of Tianxuan reluctantly pulled out his hands from behind his back, turned around and bowed slightly to some place, and replied: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he built a barrier on the cellar filled with mortals, and then said to Du Zhong: "I will send my disciples to arrange the whereabouts of these mortals later, Elder Du, don't worry. Please follow me Let's go, let's go back and talk if we have anything to say."

The group of monsters seemed to have lost interest in the people on the ground as soon as the old voice that hadn't appeared, they just circled and gathered around the colorful bird, and flew to the high place together after a while.

The head of the sect said again: "There is a venerable here to deal with it, let's go quickly."

Naturally, the few people had no objection and followed him away.

The foreign woman is probably the little leader of their group, seeing that the head of Tianxuan is not very easy to provoke, Du Zhong and Gu Qingli seem to have some grievances with this head, and they want to meet Du Zhong first as soon as they turn their eyes.

But she was probably really speechless, and said as soon as she opened her mouth: "You guys are really interesting."

Hearing this, Du Zhong glanced back at her: "What?"

She said again: "Orthodox monks are nothing more than that, they have a great fake appearance, and they all look glamorous, but they are actually not as good as us evil spirits."

This time Du Zhong didn't need to say anything, the head of Tianxuan turned his head and gave her a cold look, and she stopped talking.

The head of Tianxuan didn't directly lead them back to Tianxuan, he just took them away from the previous place and stopped to wait.

The foreign woman only paused for a moment, and then came over to talk again: "Hey, let me ask you, what's the matter with that strange bird? We were originally practicing in seclusion, but a few days ago we heard some rumors that the building was about to collapse, so we figured it out." Look, this kind of thing happened as soon as the results came out.”

This woman looked like she was neither big nor small, as if she didn't know all the worldly etiquette and shame.

Earlier, the clothes on her body were scratched several times by the bird's claws, but she didn't pay attention at all. Now that she was talking to Du Zhong, she had to stick to him and get closer to talk, which showed that she didn't want to talk to the head of Tianxuan .

When Gu Qingli saw him at the side, he silently obstructed it, while turning sideways and passing between the two of them, he said: "I saw a fruit tree in front of me, and Master hasn't eaten all day long on the road. Now it’s time to pick some fruits for Master.”

"Interesting." The foreign woman was pulled aside, blinked her big blue eyes, and muttered softly, "It seems that others don't have long hands."

She thought her voice was quiet enough, but other people could hear it, so Du Zhong thought to herself: Everything you see is interesting.

But he still said politely: "It's also the first time I've seen it, so I don't know."

Although Gu Qingli said he was going to pick the fruit in order to squeeze others away on purpose, he really saw the fruit tree, but it was a little farther away.

Although he walked away, he didn't completely take his attention away from Du Zhong.

But he saw that the woman was sticking to Du Zhong's body all the time, piercing Gu Qingli's eyes.

He tapped on the trunk of the fruit tree with his fingers, and the tree trembled like a person who had been frozen, and the fruits on it were shaken off, but they did not fall to the ground, but hovered in mid-air up.

It is not difficult for a monk to fly in the air, but it is really rare if he can accurately control the trajectory of other objects in a large area.

With a cold expression on Gu Qingli's face, he looked at Du Zhong quietly for a moment, then lowered his eyes and folded his arms, and precisely controlled the fruit to gather in his arms.

He thought to himself: What kind of person is the most popular?

First of all, you must have a handsome face, look at a person with extraordinary strength, and only then will you have the desire to let people know more deeply.

If that person is more gentle and polite, with a temperate personality, gentle and good-natured to everyone, he will naturally be popular, and he will be more concerned. One or two are eager to get together quickly, and he will be the first to attack.

Not too rigid, but not too cowardly; not too strong, but not unreliable.

He has a good face, but he never flirts around; he is kind-hearted, but he is not indecisive, let alone ignorant of world affairs.

Coupled with some approachable and just right care, isn't that what everyone looks like as a model good Taoist couple.

In the past, Eucommia had a face that would grow old one day, a golden core that would shatter at some point, and a cultivation base that could not be improved. A job for anyone.

Naturally, he is not very popular, and he doesn't want to take a second look after he glances at it.

It was only when Gu Qingli got along with him day and night that he could feel the goodness in him.

But since Eucommia has been reborn, everyone can find that Eucommia is good. There is no telling when there will be a woman who likes his master. You can stay and fly together.

People who were nice to Du Zhong before all had an awkward and reserved look, but Du Zhong was too slow to notice it, but maybe at some point, someone with many tricks and obvious intentions would pop up.

Just like today's one, there are quite a few tricks.

Gu Qingli glanced at the few people again, took out the last fruit that was in his bosom and took a bite, eating the sour taste in his mouth.

A cooked duck can still fly, and besides, he, Gu Qingli, doesn't have a duck at all.

Here, Du Zhong was pestered to ask questions, and he never thought that his apprentice would have already committed so many messy things from far away.

He responded one by one with a good temper, and saw Gu Qingli returning with a large handful of fruits.

The head of Tianxuan naturally dismissed such things, and the few ghost cultivators didn't make a sound.

Du Zhong took one and took a bite, and saw that the person who had been pestering him to ask questions before was now staring at his mouth with blue eyes.

When they talked earlier, Du Zhong had already learned that they practiced in a land of great evil handed down from their ancestors for generations. Because of the poor geomantic omen, there were no people living in it for a hundred miles around, but they were content and never entered the world. I don't know the etiquette of the world, and I live an unfettered life.

They can even be regarded as having no names, and some are just a number. For example, the foreign woman in front of me is the eldest daughter of the fifth generation, so she is called No. [-], and the others are [-].

But people who grew up in this kind of wilderness knew better than to snatch food from other people's mouths casually, otherwise they would be easily beaten, and they would stare at him without saying a word when they were hungry.

Du Zhong hooked his lips and smiled, picked up one and handed it over, saying: "There are many, if you want to eat, you can take it yourself. Promise."

Gu Qingli glanced at it, but said nothing.

It's just that today's fruit is really sour.

The author has something to say: I am not alive, and the series of life is longer than the author... QAQ