Lord Priest, your Daoist Gu is acting like a demon again

Chapter 48 The Young Wolf Next Door ([-])

The grass and trees are as dry as corpses, and the graves are overgrown. It is gloomy and desolate. Even in the daytime, there is no light from the sky.

Sitting on the fallen dead tree was a figure in green clothes, bending over and fiddling with something.Take a closer look, there are corpse puppets with mutilated limbs!

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, the shadow in Tsing Yi turned his head. It was a beautiful face. His eyes were as bright as a handful of white snow on the top of a snow-capped mountain. The corners of his mouth smiled brightly, like the warm sun in spring, and like a sea of ​​wind and clouds. I don't know how many women in the world dream of a handsome young man.

Just looking at the appearance, who would dare to believe that this is Gu Liang, the living ghost who is at the top of the list of evil cultivators, making the monk world fearful and hated!

Some people say that he has a blue face and fangs, others say that he is vicious and has sores, he is ruthless and vicious, he is a city mansion, and his cultivation is unfathomable. Irrelevant people are also killed, killing souls and making puppets.

This kind of person regards human life as worthless, and he is praised for killing people like hemp. He is an out-and-out big devil, a living ghost walking in the world!
Gu Liang has been on the top list of evil cultivators for more than a hundred years, until Ye Qing appeared.The trend in the monk world suddenly changed slightly. It seemed that the monks felt that Ye Qing, who seduced good women and punched the sick and old, was more hateful than Gu Liang.

So Ye Qing successfully replaced Gu Liang and became the person most wanted to eradicate in the monk world.But no one knew that such terrifying two people would actually meet, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other.

Ye Qing came with the wind, but the voice came first, "I said, can you make something in the world, it's dirty and smelly."

"I can't help it, my life is hard. With this skill, I can support my family."

"I'm not talking about you. Such a beautiful hand tinkers with this thing. Isn't it good to play the piano? You still support your family. Anyone who has a slight relationship with you will be killed by you. Who will you raise?"

"Listen to Pindao's advice, change your career and live a good life. Pindao knows a lot of beautiful fairies. Although they are not as good as your love sister, but there are a lot of them. It is good to have a family and have a baby."

If this conversation is not in the wrong place, it is easy to think that Ye Qing is enthusiastically persuading an ignorant and poor boy.

It's a pity that this young man's surname is Gu, and his single name is a cold word.

"Okay, let me introduce them all. I was stolen by you last time, and now I just make up for it. If it doesn't work, it's okay to be a fertilizer. I'm generous and don't pick."

Gu Liang's voice has a unique charm of a water town, soft and pleasant to the ear, and her slender and white fingers are more tender and beautiful than a woman's, but it is such a pair of beautiful hands that skinned her biological father alive, convulsed him, and killed him. There are a lot of teachers, and no one is spared including the mentor, making countless ghost puppets, brewing countless ghost disasters, and causing thousands of deaths and injuries!

"I asked you if you were sick. Good beauties don't like it, and they like to make messy stuff. It's your sister who deserved to kick you when she found out about your profession."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about you. I recently practiced a new piece of music. You can taste it."

Ye Qing brought Xiao to his mouth, before playing, he saw a blue light flash, and the jade flute broke in two with a click.

"I said that this thing is not suitable for you. Suona is better, which suits your temperament. As for the repertoire, just play the old widow crying for the grave."

Ye Qing's face darkened, "Are you insulting me?"

Gu Liang asked back: "You actually noticed it, it's incredible."

Ye Qing always felt that Gu Liang's words were scolding him, but there was no evidence.

"How about this, you answer me a question, and I'll give you a suona for free."

"You said those female cultivators were chasing after you, so let me ask you what kind of men do women like?"

"You are asking the right person."

Ye Qing was looking for an opportunity to explode, when he heard Gu Liang's advice, his anger disappeared instantly, and he stroked the black hair on his forehead gracefully, narcissistic, "I am the poorest man in the world, the world is eclipsed, the sun and the moon dare to fight for glory, daughter Cultivators love me as a matter of course. As for you, you are only a thousand miles away from the poor, don’t be discouraged, don’t be discouraged.”

Gu Liang smiled so that Ye Qing was a little creepy, and said politely: "I'm sorry, I don't know other languages, so please say it again in an easy-to-understand way, Taoist priest."

"Okay, don't you just want to know why your sister Qing doesn't like you? You are so yin and yang. I will tell you mercifully. First of all, it is the difference in your age. She is two years older than you. In her eyes You are just a younger brother, to put it bluntly, you are a little kid, and you are still a little kid who is not easy to worry about."

"He is the young man next door, and you are the young wolf next door. He will like you only if he has a sick mind. Let me tell you, this woman likes a man who can give them a sense of security, not you who will give her a sense of security anytime. A troublesome evil star."

"Are you finished?"

"not yet."

Gu Liang said kindly: "Continue."

"I'm not talking about you. Your character needs to be changed. Take a look at yourself, what kind of virtuous and virtuous are you? If you are a door-to-door son-in-law, people will despise you and be scary. It's no wonder that your priest sister wants you."

"Is it over this time?"

"It's over."

"Okay. Ah Gou, hack this idiot to death."

With the sword light up, the blue hair on Ye Qing's forehead was cut off in an instant, and the lock of hair was still held in his hand.

It was a barefoot man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes. His figure was tall and straight like a pine cypress. There was a bone-cut sword mark on his dusty appearance. His beautiful eyes were out of focus and only numb. Some are bright and thick, with an old concentric knot hanging on the top of the long sword as the fringe of the sword, like a wandering ghost.

Even without consciousness, the terrifying coercion seems to crush people inch by inch, turning the grass and trees into ashes wherever they walk!

"It's too much to say that you turn your back on it.

(End of this chapter)