Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

The group of cultivators outside the ancient bronze mirror was stunned.

No one can imagine how desperate this little girl's heart is at this moment!

How painful is that young heart!

Gu Changqing's eyes also set off vast waves.

Even if he was used to seeing the misery in the world and looked down on life and death in the world, this scene still gave him a severe impact.

"Save her, save her, please..."

The little girl felt the arrival of Gu Changqing.

She threw herself under Gu Changqing, knelt on the ground, and held onto Gu Changqing's clothes.

Her face was pleading and sad.

What kind of eyes are those?

In those clear eyes, full of despair and sadness.

This look, no matter how it should be, appeared in the eyes of a few-year-old child.

Gu Changqing's face was moved.

But only, lightly sighed.

Perhaps after experiencing this despair, he could better understand the little girl's mood at the moment.

Looking at those pleading eyes, Gu Changqing gently flicked his sleeves, causing the little girl to fall asleep temporarily.

Holding the little girl, he looked back at these 10 cruel purgatory on earth, his eyes became cold and angry.

In blazing fire.

Gu Changqing walked out slowly.

The fire was extremely raging, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Facing this sudden man, the catcher outside the temple, and the owner of the pharmacy were all stunned, and their faces showed fear.

They could feel that the man in front of them was very dangerous, like a god of death, and the aura emanating from his body made people fall into a cold cave.

"Wait, damn it!"

Gu Changqing's voice sounded.

Just like the death of the god of death, he followed the law with his words. He avoided breaking all the rules and reversed all the rules.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded in this world.

It was the sound of the body's explosion, and all the arresters and the owner of the drugstore exploded into blood mist at the moment when the voice fell!

Gu Changqing never looked at the group of people from beginning to end.

He just stared calmly at the sleeping little girl in his arms, his eyes were endlessly moving.

Outside the ancient bronze mirror.

In the heart of Qun Xiu, a strong sadness rose.

No one would have imagined that this little girl, who was already destined to be so pitiful, would suffer such a tragedy.

No one can imagine the pain when this girl woke up.

The group repair didn't even think of it.

Heavenly Emperor, actually shot again.

For this little girl, I broke the rules again.

And this time, the cause and effect is even bigger, it is no longer about saving people, but about killing people, a dozen people!

Looking at the ancient bronze mirror, Gu Changqing suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath instantly became sluggish.

The hearts of the group cultivators were all touched infinitely, and it was hard to hide the repressed feeling of words, shrouded in their hearts.

"This little girl's life is too tragic.

"And Heavenly Emperor, isn't that the case? They are really...too similar..."

In the hearts of the cultivators, such a feeling was born.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

The world fell silent.

The raging fire subsided, and people with fierce hearts also died here.

I don't know how long has passed.

The little girl in Gu Changqing's arms suddenly woke up.

She broke free from Gu Changqing's arms and looked at the temple.

At that moment, tears wetted her eyes.

The slugs who used to follow behind her and the children who called her sister were all buried in ashes at this moment.

A piece of living life, overnight, became a piece of dry bones.

"what………"

The little girl opened her mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

Sadness filled her young heart, and endless despair enveloped her.

Since then, no one will call her sister again, and there will be no more sweet-mouthed children. When she finds the steamed buns, they will brag about her one by one.

Everyone outside the bronze ancient mirror would think that this little girl would be angry, mad, and cry hysterically.

But not.

She looked extremely calm.

This is a person who has a strong sadness in his heart, because that sadness and despair cannot be expressed.

She remained silent and dug out the dead bones from the ashes with her bare hands.

And with his bare hands, he dug out tombs.

She was extremely calm, and after digging for three days and three nights in a row, her skinny hands were blurred with blood.

From start to finish.

Gu Changqing was standing outside the temple, he didn't help her, just watched calmly.

until three days later.

When the tombs were built, the little girl came to Gu Changqing, haggard and lost.

She was thinner and dirtier.

It seems to be a corpse that came out of the grave, without the vitality that a child of this age should have.

What kind of eyes are those?

The vicissitudes of life, the turbidity...

It's hard to imagine that this is a girl who is only a few years old.

The little girl walked towards Gu Changqing.

Finally, standing three feet away from Gu Changqing, she slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Those eyes, full of emotion, looked at Gu Changqing pleadingly.

"I want to learn Dao, please... accept me as a disciple."

At that moment, Gu Changqing seemed to see his former self.

At the beginning, when he was carrying a blood feud, his Daoji was destroyed, and when he met the old swordsman, it was not like this.

He knew too well how much this girl wanted to become stronger at this moment.

"Xi Dao is very hard, and being my apprentice will be even more hard. 99

"It is even a hundred times more bitter than you at the moment, even a thousand times.

Gu Changqing said calmly.

The little girl smiled sadly, with an attitude that she should not have at her age, and said, "No matter how hard it is, can a relative die, and there is nothing to do?"

"I'm not afraid of hardship. I'm afraid that if a friend dies in the future, I will still be powerless."

A touch of touch rose in Gu Changqing's eyes.

He was silent for a moment: "What's your name?"

The little girl shook her head: "After I was born, I have no father, no mother, and I have no name.

Staring at the little girl in front of her.

Feel the vicissitudes and sadness in those eyes.

Gu Changqing inexplicably remembered his first meeting with this little girl.

The skinny girl has a pair of big eyes, and those eyes are very smart.

It is very clear and pure, without the slightest impurity, it is so simple.

How similar are those eyes to when they met the young Luo Yi in the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan? They were like a cluster of clear rivers.

"In the future, your surname is Luo."

Gu Changqing took the little girl and murmured, "How about calling Qinghe?"

"it is good.

The little girl responded softly.

In the west, the setting sun is like blood, and the two figures, one big and one small, gradually fade away, and the shadows are infinitely elongated.

And this moment.

Listen to the three words Luo Qinghe.

All the monks outside the ancient bronze mirror were shocked.

In his eyes, there was endless shock.