supreme heaven

() "Well..." Fan Hualuo turned his head away, and for some reason, he sighed again, and said softly: "Guyue, your pure heart for the motherland does not carry any utilitarianism, it is very good, very pure, You have to keep going, you know? People with supernatural powers can’t live without their own beliefs. Ordinary people without beliefs will at most be a dog, a walking dead, but people with supernatural powers can’t. Do you know the great demon of the ages?"

"Yes, Master!" The young Guyue once again responded to Fan Hualuo's instruction that seemed to contradict what he said before. .

Keeping the heart of a child, is that a matter of asking Master to return to China?

Presumably, at this time, the young Guyue also had such confusion in her heart!

It's just that people who can have such entangled emotions about their home country must have been treated unfairly by their compatriots in their own country!

When Qin Guyue was analyzing the mentality of Fan Hualuo, a 300-year-old uncle, he felt that the whole world suddenly flickered, as if the sky was collapsing, and then he felt pain.

Dreaming does not feel pain, so the only explanation is...he woke up...

And the left cheek made intimate contact with the stones on the ground without any suspense!

"I said Shangguan Tianqi, can you come down and make a soft landing when you release me, do you dare?" Qin Guyue got up suddenly, touching her left cheek while complaining Looking at the uncle and the guy with the square face in front of him.

"Hahaha..." At this moment, Uncle Shangguan Tianqi was sitting on a wooden chair and let out a smirk of a successful trick. "Who told you not to wake up, and not pay attention every time you hit the ground, can you blame the old man when you bump?"

Faced with such an unprincipled answer from the uncle, as a lady who is almost no longer a gentleman, Qin Guyue gave him a very resentful look, then took advantage of Shangguan Tianqi's inattention, and slapped Shangguan violently with her tentacles with her mental power Tian Qi was sitting, with the leg of the chair crossing half of the leg.

"Kara!"

The wooden chair legs were decisively vulnerable to Qin Guyue's tentacles of mental power that could condense into a solid body!

Then, under Qin Guyue's calm expression, a certain uncle howled unwillingly: "Bastard, Xiao Er, why are the quality of your chairs here so poor! Old man, old man is not fat at all!"

Perhaps it was because Shangguan Tianqi's last half sentence was so joyous, Mo Junwu, who was sitting on the table opposite him, couldn't help but choked on the water or wine he was drinking, and coughed , while looking at the uncle who just got up from the ground and patted the dust on his buttocks.

There was only a man with a black charcoal face outside the door, who was probably a clerk in the shop, who reluctantly threw another chair to Shangguan Tianqi.

That's right, even if he was thrown a chair, it didn't matter whether the uncle Shangguan Tianqi could hold it or not, and then he closed the door and went out.

"Why is this?" Shangguan Tianqi muttered in his heart, and had no choice but to take the chair and sit down. When Shangguan Tianqi was in a mood, Qin Guyue took the time to look at the surrounding environment, only to see that at this moment The three of them were in a simple room. There was no floor on the floor, only the extremely rough brick floor. If it wasn't for the faint traces of the bricks on the floor, Qin Guyue would have thought it was a dirt floor.

The ground is like this, if you still want to have some decorations in the room, then, boy, wake up, you are dreaming again.

The layout of the entire room can no longer be described as simple, in a word, it can be summed up in four words: "horrible"!

A few bricks are padded on both sides, and a door panel is a bed. In this small room less than ten steps square, there are only two door panel beds covered in this way, and the only table that can be regarded as furniture.

Although I don't know how many years it has been eroded by insects or wind and sand, Qin Guyue even wonders if Mo Junwu is "shivering" under Mo Junwu's hands, if Mo Junwu doesn't pay attention to this old table, will it be broken? Just repeat the mistakes of Shangguan Tianqi's unlucky chair just now.

To be honest, if Shangguan Tianqi hadn't yelled: "Little Er!" Qin Guyue really couldn't associate such a difficult environment with the warm word "inn".

Then think of what Mo Junwu drank before, it is obviously not wine, if it is wine, it must be mixed with water, wine that is more like water than water... Forget it, just treat it as water wine...

Coupled with what Qin Guyue saw just now, the bad attitude of the inn staff, in short, now Qin Guyue felt a little pity for these two unlucky guys in front of her.

"This...Brother Mo, cough... Uncle, oh no, senior, didn't you bring any money when you went out?" The implication was, why did you stay in such a low-grade hotel?I wondered, is this a place where people live?

"Ahem..." Faced with Qin Guyue's question, Mo Junwu stretched out his hand, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and said to Qin Guyue through voice transmission: "My dear brother, it's not us I don't want to live better, but this is the only one in this desert town that has no branch!"

"The conditions are so poor!" Qin Guyue was shocked.

"Yeah, because most of these stores are...cough cough, how should I put it, opened by thieves!" Mo Junwu looked at Qin Guyue who was sitting on the ground, guessing that this young master would not know that there was something in the outside world. How difficult and dangerous, just about to explain something, but Qin Guyue screamed.

"What! Isn't it dark here..." Qin Guyue was about to say the next word, but suddenly her heart rushed, she quickly covered her mouth, and swallowed the last word abruptly. Sure enough, outside the window A figure passed by, circled for a while, and then fled away again.

Qin Guyue really didn't dare to take it too seriously, and asked Mo Junwu through sound transmission: "Then isn't this a black shop?"

When Mo Junwu heard Qin Guyue's untechnical words, he finally couldn't help but sighed and said, "My dear brother, you really haven't wandered outside, you know, black shops also accept normal business, what are you afraid of? As long as they don't think about us, it's okay to be ignorant."

That's right, one is the dignified former Confucian benevolent sage, now the most wanted criminal, Mo Junwu, and the other is the elder of Longyin Pavilion, Shangguan Tianqi, both of them are strong men of the star rank, and the sky is on the top of Tianzhou. The characters who left, if the thieves didn't open their eyes and robbed these two, it would really be the old birthday star eating arsenic and getting bored of life.

Just when Qin Guyue and Mo Junwu were communicating with each other through sound transmission, how broken and uninhabitable this inn is, Shangguan Tianqi suddenly raised his left hand, and stretched out his index finger with his right hand , tapped on the palm of his left hand, and made a silent gesture.

The two of them immediately stopped communicating through sound transmission, because Shangguan Tianqi brought in a voice.

"Brother, I heard that the Devil's Castle in the Evil Spirit Sand Dune has appeared again!"

(Dear readers, all subscriptions have passed 20, and they are steadily buying towards [-], and the last [-] are still booked. Tomorrow, I will bring you one more update. If possible, please let Guyue explode two Even!)