The ex-girlfriend who has been missing for three years says she has returned from cultivating immort

Chapter 80 Sword Qi (for further reading)

Back home, Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged in the yard, his eyes slightly closed, and his mind sank, but he didn't notice the sword intent left by the old Taoist priest.

After a while, Gu Changsheng frowned and opened his eyes.

"It doesn't make sense..."

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find the reason, so Gu Changsheng had no choice but to let go of all the doubts in his heart, and was going to ask the old Taoist priest for advice tomorrow.

At this time, the courtyard door was pushed open from the outside.

An An's face was full of excitement, and her eyes were full of hope for a better life in the future.

Lu behind her was in stark contrast to her, with a pig face that was almost pulled into a donkey face.

Gu Changsheng glanced at the time. As usual, the little girl has a good sense of time, and she will be home on time at five o'clock.

"Uncle Changsheng, I just went to brother Shucheng's place, and he doesn't seem to be at home."

An An blinked her big eyes, with hope shining in her eyes.

The galaxy in the world is nothing more than that.

Then the little girl continued: "Then An An doesn't need to make up lessons today?"

After a pause for breathing, Gu Changsheng looked at her expectant expression, but he still didn't calm down after all.

"Well, I don't need to make up lessons recently."

The little girl cheered and ran into the house to watch cartoons.

The phone rang, and Gu Changsheng looked down.

It was a message from the little Taoist priest Shucheng.

"Brother Changsheng, Xiaodao suddenly felt that he had some insights in cultivating the Tao. Don't read it when you go out to visit friends and communicate."

……

Just at six o'clock, Song Qinghuan had already prepared a table of meals, and the family chatted while eating.

In the corner of the small courtyard, Lu buried his head in cooking, wagging his tail from time to time, looking very happy.

Its dinner today is obviously more than usual, and it was specially prepared by Song Qinghuan to see how pitiful it is.

At the dinner table, Song Qinghuan picked up a chopstick dish for Gu Changsheng, and asked casually, "When will Shucheng come back?"

With a complex expression on his face, Gu Changsheng thought for a long time, glanced at An An who was struggling with a chicken leg, and answered.

"Depends on how quickly we can find new teachers, I guess."

Song Qinghuan was dumbfounded.

After a while, An An finished her meal, sent her bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen, greeted the two adults politely, and ran back to the house to continue watching TV.

Song Qinghuan took a bowl of soup and handed it to Gu Changsheng. "Actually, I think it doesn't matter if children are a little stupid."

Going to the kitchen to get a spoon for Gu Changsheng, she continued: "An An is well-behaved, sensible, kind-hearted but not weak. I think it's already very good, just grow up happily."

An An's happy laughter came from the house, probably because she saw something interesting while watching TV.

"When parents refuse to accept their children's imperfections, how can children face their own shortcomings?"

After finishing speaking, Song Qinghuan packed up her bowl and chopsticks, got up and walked to the kitchen, leaving Gu Changsheng alone in the yard, thoughtful.

Oh, and there's a well-fed, happy-grunting pig in the corner.

After drinking the soup in the bowl spoon by spoon, Gu Changchang let out a sigh of relief.

Walk into the house and sit next to An An.

The little girl was watching the cartoon, her eyes were not willing to blink, she was extremely attentive.

Seeing Gu Changsheng coming, although she was full of reluctance, An An still handed him the remote control.

"What does Uncle Changsheng want to see? An An has been watching it for a while."

Feeling warm in his heart, Gu Changsheng hugged the little girl into his arms, shook his head with a smile, and watched cartoons with her.

It doesn't matter if you can't figure out math problems and don't know how to use words to make sentences. It's just that An An grows up happily.

The big deal is to be a specialty in the future.

Watching TV with An An until very late, the little girl finally got a little sleepy, yawned and walked back to her room.

……

In the dead of night, the moon shines on the treetops.Scattered stars dotted the night, flickering perfunctorily.

Gu Changsheng was drenched in sweat as he walked towards the bathroom.

In fact, a clean water bath would have been enough, but Gu Changsheng felt that taking a bath afterwards was a basic sense of respect and ritual.

After a brief rush, Gu Changsheng lay back on the bed, hugged the person beside him and fell into a deep sleep.

Then he had a very real nightmare.

In the dream, it was pitch black, and Gu Changsheng looked around, but saw nothing.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and before he could react, his body was already torn to pieces.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Changsheng woke up from his dream.

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his sleeping position to stabilize his emotions, and fell asleep again.

Unexpectedly, the same nightmare started again.

With a soft cry, Gu Changsheng woke up again.

This time, he felt something was wrong.After comforting Song Qinghuan who was awakened by him, Gu Changsheng put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

In the corner of the yard, Lu was lying in his bed, soundly asleep.

Sitting cross-legged in the yard, Gu Changsheng was a little unconvinced.

Damn, in her own dream, how can she be bullied by others?
Gu Changsheng closed his eyes again in disbelief.

A moment later, after being killed in the dream, he woke up again.

Frowning tightly, Gu Changsheng carefully recalled the dream just now.

He always felt a little familiar with that bright light in the dream.

After thinking about it for a while, Gu Changsheng finally remembered: when he was in Taihang Mountain before, Li Xuan's sword qi beheaded and killed several golden core beasts.

The light in Gu Changsheng's dream was somewhat similar to Li Xuan'an's sword energy, but it was much stronger.

Could it be that this is the sword energy that the old Taoist priest injected into himself today?

Gritting his teeth, he closed his eyes again.

The bright light appeared again, and Gu Changsheng in his dream stared at it with wide eyes.

Then he was beheaded again.

In this way, Gu Changsheng died again and again in his dreams. The only thing he could do was to observe as much as possible the sword energy left by the old Taoist priest before his body was torn apart.

After a long time, the sky had already dawned, and Gu Changsheng exuded a burst of determination.

For a moment, he exclaimed and woke up from the dream again.

In the corner of the courtyard, Lu Lu was awakened again by Gu Changsheng's breath, and looked at him with some resentment in his small eyes.

I already have one meal a day, why don't I even let me sleep!

Lu secretly made up his mind: the price of demolishing the house is too high, and he will not dare to say anything in the future.

In the middle of the yard, Gu Changsheng wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.

In one night, he was killed 68 times.

Although he didn't really die, the feeling at that moment was very real, and this feeling was really uncomfortable.

After dying so many times, he didn't gain nothing.

A looming, not yet fully formed sword energy has appeared.Relying on this sword energy, he can last a second longer in the dream.

Opening his eyes, Gu Changsheng stood up and stretched, walking slowly around the yard, trying to move his stiff body.

Walking in front of Lu, Gu Changsheng casually patted its head.

Unexpectedly, Lu might have misunderstood what Gu Changsheng meant.

It tried to move its body, and squeezed to the side of the pig's nest with some difficulty.

He patted the space around him very friendly, and Lu signaled that he had left enough space for Gu Changsheng.

……

This damn enthusiasm.

(End of this chapter)