Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

For a moment, Gu Bai suddenly felt his heart relaxed, as if he could easily control the frost of the whole floor. His heart read a move, full room cold all fade away, leaving only light water stains on the ground.

Here xuankui Daojun has also found that the frost has been out of his control. He was surprised at first, and then immediately beamed with joy: "Your Highness, your highness, are you back?"

"Cough..." A little blood spilled from the corner of his lips. Gu Bai was lying on one knee, cold killing sword half supporting his body, and his face was pale.

Xuankui said in secret that it was terrible. When he was fighting with his highness just now, he fell into a trance and felt as if he had gone back thousands of years ago. He forgot that his Highness has no divine power now.

He quickly floated over and lifted up Gu Bai, feeling guilty: "Your Highness, my subordinates are reckless."

Gu Bai shakes his head and smiles at him: "it's just that the skill is inferior to others. There's no need to care."

Xuankuibun had no intention to stop him, so he immediately said, "Your Highness, you can go upstairs."

Without humility, Gu Bai slowly straightened up and walked steadily and slowly up the stairs.

Xuankui looked at the boy's thin and straight back and sighed. Body shape a turn, float to the sixth floor guard - cold shadow heavy side.

He scratched his head awkwardly: "well, I hurt his highness Fu Sheng just now. You will understand later."

Han yingchong has known him for many years. As soon as he looks like that, he probably guesses what happened and stares at xuankui.

Xuankui could only smile awkwardly.

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Qingchen doesn't know how to describe xuankui Daojun's look when he sees him.

A little surprise, a little joy, a little respect, but also with a trace of unspeakable pity.

Gathered into a strange look, into his clear eyes.

"Your Highness, this floor, you can go up directly." Xuankui's face was full of a smile. He was very kind.

Qingchen surprised, asked: "Your Highness refers to?"

Xuankui said, "don't you even forget your highness Fusheng?"

His thick voice exploded like thunder, and his face was very surprised, as if he should engrave the floating life in his bones, which should not be forgotten.

Qingchen's eyebrows are frowning tightly, and the memory in his mind is surging. In addition to remembering Tu youyou's saying that he is one of the four great gods in ancient times, he has no impression of this name.

But suddenly, from the flying debris, gradually saw a tall figure.

Ink white shirt, revealing a pair of eyes, such as the moon under the cold pool, not a trace of impurities. However, there is a small mole between the eyebrows, just like a drop of thick ink falling from the clear water, which is three times enchanting.

Qingchen can't see his appearance clearly, but he feels very happy. He wanted to call the man, but he couldn't remember his name.

What is it? In the end what is it? He just felt that something very important had been lost

There was a slight ache in my heart, such as needle pricking and knife cutting. In a confused, Qingchen trance heard xuankui Daojun some angry way: "how can you not remember your highness

It's floating life.

His eyes suddenly burst out of brilliant stars, but soon dark down.

Still standing in the same place at a loss.

Qingchen asked, "who is floating life?"

Xuankui emperor rubbed his head a little angrily and gave the same answer to Gu Bai: "you will know."

Don't wait for the clear Chen reaction to come over, the figure of Xuan Kui Dao Jun turns into a little bit of frost to float away.

“……” One of these gods is more willful than the other.

Qingchen shakes his head and floats upstairs.