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Chapter 175 The Eye of the True Dragon ([-])

Recalling the many lives she has experienced, in fact, many of Gu Junshi’s memories have been deliberately blurred. For things that she doesn’t care about, her mind will automatically format them, otherwise the bits and pieces will accumulate. Thousands of years, don't want too much.

As for the little fox Wei Li, even though it had been following her day and night like a voyeur back then, her self-righteous secret love was almost a card for an open love to be petted, but she had never given up on her. It was overlooked.

The celestial fox with two broken tails has never had a chance with Feisheng in this life. It can neither become a fairy nor a pure celestial fox, and finally becomes an ordinary fox demon. It is no longer special but born proud.

Gu Junshi, who knows its situation clearly, just sighed casually indifferently in his heart, just like commenting on the strange grass and beautiful flowers that he casually glanced at by the side of the road, and then left it behind.

Until that time, when she happened to be in a bad mood, she hit the offending bastard a little harder, and even the color of the rain that day was blood red.

As usual, it followed behind her tirelessly. The falling rain made its silver-white hair, which was brighter than the stars and the moon, wet and pitifully scattered on its body. Rolling out from the eye sockets, like pearls with broken strings falling all over the ground...

Don't say Gu Junshi is perverted, but that pair of eyes that looked at her with panic and disillusionment, in retrospect now, she has always had a deep memory.

Because it is so beautiful.

There is a feeling of being bullied miserably but not knowing how to resist.

Also because they are a pair of animal eyes that are more human than human, she thought nonchalantly, look, how interesting, a monster... has cultivated a sentimental heart?

On the contrary, how many people in this world have bluntly obliterated their humanity and become a person with a human face and a beast heart.

Just like her.

But at that time, she was no longer considered a human-faced beast, her kind should be called a human-faced devil.

"I can not understand what you say."

Wei Li in this life hadn't shed his animal nature yet, and because of the backlash from his blood, his temper was somewhat unruly and surly, but even so, his three views were still not distorted.

Although he mentioned to her that he is a demon cultivator, no matter what kind of evil she is, he actually doesn't care, but he has been preventing her from getting close to Liujiang Fusheng, and he has been telling her that Liujiang Fusheng is not married. The fact that he loves her, although he looks down on "Gu Yi" as a mortal, he still guards her marriage for "Gu Yi" invisibly.

"In fact, you have always thought that I was a person who went wrong. I helped you. Although it was a deal, you gradually let go of my guard. You think of me in a good way in everything. You think I silently sacrificed for Liujiang Fusheng because I like him?" Gu Junshi shook his head at him, cruel and seemed to find his naive thoughts funny.

"You don't know me. Everything I do is to achieve my goal. Whether I like it or not is never my criterion for doing things."

It's not like children play house, if she really likes it, with her temperament as the goal, the only way to do it is to take it by force.

For example, I have a crush on you, but I'm busy, so you find a way to fall in love with me... or something.

Wei Li was shocked by her nonsense and casual attitude. He looked at her and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Gu Junshi seemed to see through his psychology of being shocked at the moment: "Look, once you find out that my nature is actually a cruel and heartless person, no matter what kind of identity I am, you will actually not want to get close to me again. "

Wei Li subconsciously retorted: "No—"

"Don't beautify me, and don't give me hope. I am not the kind of person you think at all. Whoever hinders me, I may do better than the demons."

Gu Junshi didn't intend to continue arguing with him on this topic. She was able to stand here and talk to him patiently, but it was just thinking that Wei Li had sent wind and water to her a few times before, and she gave the words to him at once. He made it clear that no matter how many... there would be nothing left.

Speaking of her mind, I don't know how much more than Wei Li. He is entangled, she knows, he is ignorant, she understands, but she has no intention of giving him a chance, because he is obsessed with his own thoughts and ideas. When he was confused, she cut him off directly.

Without saying a word, she turned her back to him and left.

Wei Li's feet were as heavy as lead. This time, he seemed to be like those people, and he no longer had the strength to chase her.

His arms were hanging down weakly, his long and flowing sleeves were hanging down to the ground, a long shadow was cast out of his lonely and gorgeous figure, and the fine hair that reached his ears fluttered in the wind, his drooping eyes stood in a daze.

Recalling that since they met her, there was obviously nothing good happened between them, but she tried again and again to get rid of him, and now she is making trouble with him again, but he... Damn it I don't think so, so forget it.

What's so good about her?Apart from bullying him, scolding him, and cutting his hair, she also despises him as someone who is not with her. What good is she doing?

Wei Li turned his mind up and down, but couldn't think of anything.

But there is such a person, she seems to have nothing good, her whole body is "bad", but she just can't be easily let go.

"He said it as if he knew me very well, but after knowing him for so long, he was so stingy that he refused to reveal even a single name..."

In the empty and silent corridor, shadows intertwined, his voice was low and deep, like raindrops beating on the window, with only slight impacts leaving wet and deepening sour traces.

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Every white pagoda in Baita City is solidly embedded, high and low, and continuous ups and downs, but there are no thick walls, no doors, no windows. Composed of beautiful corals and exquisite hollowed out white stones, hole after hole, hole after hole, ghostly phantom, light and shadow fluttering, in various poses and with different expressions, bizarre and bizarre.

She paused in front of a secluded alcove, propped one hand on the slippery and delicate stone surface, her upper body arched impatiently.

"...can you stop making trouble?"

Lang Ci seemed to be on target, she felt her abdomen was like an overwhelming feeling, this kind of intense feeling was far more intense than before it was trying to suck her vitality in order to survive.

She doesn't know what to call this lump of belly meat, warm, stiff, strange, she doesn't seem to have a memory of what others call it, it's the first time to be a mother after living for so long, Gu Junshi tightened her grip Fist, she can face everyone with a calm and steady look.

Only when she is alone, she will show a loss of what to do.

Her dark eyes stared at one place quietly, her lips were flat and straight, her face expressionless.

However, for her unreasonable words, the movement in her stomach stopped strangely.

It seemed to be very uncomfortable all the time, but in order to make Gu Junshi happy, it chose to endure it.

Gu Junshi: "..."

She sighed.

It was the first time Gu Junshi realized what the book said about mother-child connection, but it was only a few months old, and it was still growing in her stomach, so she could feel its heartfelt voice.

It wants her to be happy...

The corner of Gu Junshi's mouth curled into a sneering arc, but in an instant she felt that it was not very funny, so she flattened it again, and she was silent for a moment.

"Before...were you protecting me?"

What she was talking about was the thunderstorm that nearly destroyed the world before, she had already guessed it, and it must be "the way of heaven" if she wanted to get rid of her, or it could be said that the way of heaven was scattered in the world by millions One of Tao consciousness.

It doesn't understand, all it does is instinct.

Instinctive to please.

Instinctive protection.

Instinctive attachment.

It was very uncomfortable, but it couldn't vent and torment at will, because she would be uncomfortable, so it could only keep screaming aggrieved and pitifully.

Mother……

It is closely connected with Mrs. Gu Jun's body, and he can occasionally communicate with her consciousness. In her consciousness, it is her unborn child, and it should be called her mother.

Mom is the modern name.

Gu Junshi had no mother since she was a child, she did not lose her mother, but her father didn't like her mother, so when she was born, the two quickly divorced and moved out.

Although her mother gave birth to her, she did not love her.

His dad only wanted one heir and didn't love her either.

Gu Junshi, on the other hand, inherited their cold-blooded genes, so she doesn't love anyone, and the more "love" in her is just a state of responsibility and etiquette.

If Gu Junshi didn't have a specific feeling in her heart before, according to her sincere thoughts, whether she wanted it to stay or didn't want it to stay, she hadn't thought about it deeply, but when it called her mother , Gu Junshi heard two different sounds of heartbeats.

One came from her.

One came from this little life she conceived.

She thought, as if she had no choice.

Her breathing gradually slowed down, as if someone had forced a soft cotton into the bottom of her heart.

She stroked her belly.

"Persevere, I have found the real dragon's eye."

It's still the same sentence, it's not that she can't afford to support her, and it's not that she can't protect her, since she has it, she can give birth to it.

Rarely, her steady and indifferent voice, in this dim and bright gap, reveals a trace of firmness and comforting tenderness.

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The buildings in the White Tower City are similar and dense. Looking down from a high place, it feels like a maze without an exit. Gu Junshi followed the existence like a guide and white scaled "Shenyin" all the way forward. She walked through a road. Corridor after corridor, passing through consecutive white towers one after another.

In the end, she didn't know which white tower she entered. At her feet was a white stone staircase that spiraled from the top of the tower to the ground. It had no handrails and wound around the center of the tower like a white snake. Underground, more than forty to fifty feet high, the dust and dust are floating crystal clear, and there is an atmosphere that is so quiet that it is eerie and uneasy.

Gu Junshi walked down the white stone stairs, turning down one after another, and came to the ground from the top position. During this process, there was no abnormality or abnormality.

The ground of the White Pagoda is covered with smooth glazed white stones. When you see it is too white, the tall stone pillars carved with dragons, the white ladder, and the white light all combine to give people a feeling of being suffering from the cold. The feeling of torture.

There are many blank places in this white pagoda. It is like a deep altar, and it is also like an isolated pool and abyss. In the center of the six dragon-carved stone pillars, under the beam of white light, they gather together Groups of light floated there quietly.

This group of "light" caught Gu Junshi's attention for a long time.

At this time, in the chaos, it seemed that an invisible big hand tore open the layer of faint white light, and then a ray of light poured like molten gold rushed to the top of the tower, and then a phantom radiated in vain and became larger—— —

what is that? !

I can only see that it stirs up the clouds and waters of the four seas, rises and soars between the universe, and hides and hides in the waves. It is so huge and vigorous that it is almost impossible to include its body in the eyes with the power of human eyes. It can only be known. Slightly seen.

At this time, "it" stared at her with a pair of bright eyes like lanterns.

"It" may be just a shadow left by the real dragon, or it may be the illusion of a stream of light cast by "it". In short, its consciousness is chaotic, and "it" carries a little majesty of the real dragon god.

Gu Junshi stood still, but the aura and pressure around him were not inferior to it.

She raised her head and said bluntly: "True Dragon God, let me use your eyes."

"It" narrowed Long Tong's eyes, and turned around her.

It seemed to be weighing and pondering, but soon, "it" understood that this person was not the one it was looking for, and "it" would not hand over the "True Dragon's Eye" to her.

But at this time, the ghost cultivator Qiqi who had been hiding secretly waiting for the opportunity suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He stared at the fake "true dragon god" that mimicked it, the ball that "it" held In the shallow light, something unusual can be vaguely glimpsed.

He immediately rushed forward like a whip shadow, intending to grab it in front of Gu Junshi and the false dragon, but unfortunately, he was covered by the palm of Gu Junshi who had been waiting for a long time, and his strength was suppressed. The wire directly "slapped" him to the ground like a cockroach.

When Qiqi pressed himself into a shadow and hid in the dark, he had seen everything a long time ago. He knew the power of this black cloak, but he had to get the "True Dragon's Eye", otherwise he would die if he went back. Gain the last chance, but now it seems to be a failure.

Now his limbs are twisted and he can't move, when he suddenly heard a movement, his expression changed, and he said angrily and anxiously: "What are you doing? We came in together as companions, I just want to grab the real dragon for you I said I would not argue with you."

Gu Junshi suddenly found it funny when he heard the words. The slander and lies came out one after another. Could it be that she really thought she was a persimmon and could be manipulated by others?
At this time, Liujiang Fusheng and the others who had followed the vast dragon clouds and mists over Baita City just now, suddenly heard what Guixiu said.

Qiqi originally thought that the black cloak would make some excuses, but he didn't expect that she just sneered indifferently, and then directly set a dark fire and burned him into a handful of ashes. When the wind blows again, not even the dross is left.

This is the real version of what it means to deduce-people don't talk too much.

Witnessing her ferocious methods again, who can not be terrified.

Even his companions can kill at will, how cruel this person must be!
(End of this chapter)