Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

That's anger.

Gu Bai raised his eyes and felt as if he had experienced a clear autumn dream.

I see.

The burning sensation gradually subsided and Gu Bai returned to normal. Seeing this, Qingchen said with a smile, "it seems that there is nothing wrong."

Gu Bai shakes his head. He looks at Qingchen for a long time before he opens his lips and asks, "you Don't you feel angry about something? "

Anger is anger.

Those painful memories, unforgettable hatred, have turned into a fire in the heart, easily touched the deepest thorn in people's heart.

Gu Bai, for example, almost sank into it.

On the contrary, Qingchen is still calm from beginning to end.

"Of course," Qingchen a smile, such as Jiaoyue Shenghui, "but angry hurt, so I never revenge."

“……” Gu Bai choked, "you are so good tempered."

Qingchen is noncommittal.

"Shall we continue?" Gu Bai looks at the stairs in the corner and signals to Qingchen.

"I have no problem," Qingchen said. "I'm just worried about whether your body will recover."

Gu Bai was embarrassed when he got into trouble again and again.

Strange to say, clearly and Qingchen is the first time to meet, Qingchen to his feeling is very familiar and relaxed.

When I first met you, it was like an old friend coming back. That's about how it feels.

Gu Bai shook his head and said, "it's all right now."

Qingchen said, "let's go to the fourth floor."

"Well." Gu Bai passed him, stepped on the stairs first, turned back to him with a smile, "this time I'll go ahead and find the way for you."

The wicks of the long-standing lamps on the two walls are jumping. In the light of the dim yellow candle, the young man has a pretty face. His dark eyes reflect a little luster, and the corners of his mouth are bent to reveal the shallow pear vortex on both sides.

Qingchen is slightly stunned. When he gets back to his mind, Gu Bai has already stepped on the last stairs. He quickly gathers his eyes and keeps up with Gu Bai in the long legs.

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It is said that there are eight sufferings in the world: birth, old age, sickness and death, greed, anger, ignorance, resentment and hatred, love to leave, and can't ask.

"Have you ever loved someone?" In the vast expanse of white, the ethereal voice reverberates in the ear, like far and near.

"Have you ever hated another man?" The voice continued to ask questions, like silk thread tightly around all the people.

"What is the fourth level to do?" Gu Bai frowned, puzzled.

Qingchen shook his head: "it looks different from before."

Suddenly a gust of wind around, the center of the storm, a slim figure gradually appeared.

Gu Bai immediately stood in front of Qingchen, and his fingertips were cold.

The wind is slowly getting smaller, and the figure is more and more clear - a tall and luxurious woman with long wavy hair and calm eyes, but when she sees Gu Bai, she moves slightly.

As the breeze rippled the surface of the lake.

"I didn't expect that after such a long time," the woman's eyes were distant, as if in memory, sighed, "I can see you again."

"Do you know me?" Gu Bai was surprised.

The woman frowned and looked at him carefully. Then she sighed and murmured, "no, not after all."

Gu Bai asked, "what do you mean?"

She did not answer, the corners of her mouth rose, arrogant but let people take it for granted, "my name is QingNv, if you want to go upstairs, you should defeat me first."

This sentence is not only to Gu Bai and Qingchen, but to everyone who reaches the fourth floor.

"My true body fell thousands of years ago, but now it's only one of a hundred gods, and my strength is less than one in ten thousand before I was born," she said

She sighed again and said, "besides, you are an old friend. I will show mercy."