Cannon Fodder Scum Gong's Whitewashing Manual

The pervasive demonic energy gradually dissipated, the wind and smoke dissipated among the rocks and flying sand, the dust fell, and a slanting wind blew past, the covering dark clouds dispersed, and golden sunlight spread all over the square.

None of the monks from the various sects had expected such a development. The swordsman genius who had amazed the entire cultivation world for hundreds of years... died just like that... and the culprit is still holding the corpse and won't let go... …

"This devil is so devoid of conscience that he won't even let his master go..."

Fuguangzong's younger brothers were all furious, wishing to pierce Lu Ran, the traitor, with a single sword, "Hand over the peak master's body quickly!"

"Yes! Hand it over!"

Lu Ran just pretended not to have heard of it. He lowered his head and hugged him in his arms. The whole person looked very silent and cold, but his eyes were red, and his face was almost extremely pale except for the blood.

Didn't Master originally want to kill him?

But why would he do this...

Ye Lingsha was also stunned for a long time, and finally figured out what happened after a long time, so she knelt down beside Lu Ran, and asked carefully: "My lord, do you want my subordinates to deal with all these people first. "

At this time, there are a few powerful factions in the Xianmen sect, dead or injured, they are not their opponents at all, and they just take advantage of this time to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Although those monks hated this demon headache, they also knew that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to them. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, no one acted rashly at this time.

"...Take it off first..." Lu Ran stared at the square with his eyes staring.

Those monks either looked at him in horror or disgust, but none of them dared to step forward.

Hehe... It's really a group of hypocrites who do one thing in front of the other.

Only the master is different...

He is the only one who protects him in this world, but now the only person in the world who treats him well... is forced to death by himself...

Lu Ran stared down at the person in his arms, his eyes were pained and dazed, and for a moment he didn't know why he was still alive and what the meaning was...

It seemed as if he had gone back to a long time ago in an instant, and the master handed Zang Feng into his hands.

How could he forget the expectation and pride hidden in that gaze?

During these 100 years, he has always wanted to become stronger at all costs, just to stand in front of this person again, to see him regret what he has done, to see him pay the price for it, to want to Let this person never abandon himself again...

But why, now that he is strong enough, he still can't keep the person he wants to keep.

Meng Xueting stood up, his eyes were red, and the tip of his sword pointed at Lu Ran: "If you still have a little humanity now, and appreciate your master's kindness, hand over his body."

Lu Ran's lips trembled silently, his heart ached, and after a long time he looked up at Meng Xueting with cold eyes: "For the sake of Master, I don't want to fight with you."

Meng Xueting sneered: "It's ridiculous! You, a scoundrel, have tired him all his life, and you want to let him have no rest until death?"

"Yunkai used to have a firm heart and a bright path, all because of you! During the battle of the Demon Realm 100 years ago, Yunkai shouldn't have let you go, a scoundrel, otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation." To the point of extinction."

100 years ago.

Lu Ran's eyes trembled suddenly, his mind was sharply stabbed by his words, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Meng Xueting and asked, "100 years ago?"

But Meng Xueting was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the tip of the sword drew a dazzling white light, and slashed in Lu Ran's direction.

Lu Ran didn't dodge at all, he stood still and caught the sword, the powerful aura of the sword almost cut off half of his palm, but Lu Ran didn't even frown, just murmured : "100 years ago, what do you mean?"

Meng Xueting has never expected this kind of situation in fighting against people all his life. He watched Lu Ran's face turn green and then white, white and green again, and he couldn't say a word.

Lu Ran waited for a while but didn't get his answer, and didn't ask any more questions. He just hugged the cold body in his arms tightly. After a long time, he finally gave a desolate smile.

So that's it...was everything he thought he did wrong from the very beginning?

Whether it was 100 years ago or now, regardless of the demon blood in his body, Master never thought of killing him from the beginning to the end.

Even at the cost of his life, he must help him get rid of this cruel and absurd fate.

However, it was himself who caused this incident.

Lu Ran stood up, the square was in a mess, corpses were everywhere, and the bloody setting sun extended to the sky.

All the monks looked at the bloody demon in horror, afraid that he would do something else.

But Lu Ran didn't look at those people at all, just opened a space crack casually, stepped in with the corpse in his arms.

In the battle of Chiyun City, the Immortal Realm suffered heavy losses. In addition, Gu Yunkai, the peak owner of Yunding Peak of Fuguangzong, died in this battle, and the two heads of Fuguangzong and Shangxuanzong were also seriously injured. Yes, that time the Demon Realm didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Instead, they confusedly withdrew thousands of Demon Soldiers, not even Chiyun City.

And the most surprising thing is that the devil actually took Gu Yunkai's body away with him.

Then there were rumors that the devil had become insane since the First World War in Chiyun City, and whenever he heard that there were heavenly spirits and earthly treasures, he ran to snatch them. , Everyone's face changes when they hear it.

Although all sects mentioned this demon as if they wished to stab him to death with a sword, but that demon's cultivation base was extremely high, no matter how hard he hit him, he couldn't be killed. Even if he was seriously injured, the wound would heal itself in an instant , Horror and abnormality beyond common sense.

But fortunately, the devil doesn't seem to have the slightest interest in dominating the cultivation world, he just keeps company with a cold corpse every day, and if he appears occasionally, there must be some spirit treasure somewhere.

Otherwise, with his perverted cultivation base, I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm in Ziyun Realm at any time.

And the whole sect of the Fuguangzong wished to cook this demon alive. It seemed that even eating his flesh and drinking his blood could not relieve his hatred. He wanted to send people to the border of the demon world to harass him every few days, but this The devil always fights against other sects as he says, without mercy, he only shows some kindness to Fu Guangzong, facing all kinds of provocations, he seems to be unable to fight back.

After a long time, many people feel that they have produced something, especially the monks who have seen that battle, they all faintly feel that there must be an unknown love-hate relationship between Gu Yunkai and his scoundrel entanglement.

Among them, the most obvious ones are those subordinates in Lu Ran Demon Palace, especially Ye Lingsha. She even feels that if this continues, their original ambitious and courageous Lord Mozun will sooner or later become a completely neuropathy.

Because in the past few years, apart from using all kinds of spirit treasures he plundered everywhere and his own true spirit to maintain the immortality of the corpse, he spent the rest of his time with the corpse that had already cooled down.

This really impacted the three views of everyone in the demon world, but in recent years, Lu Ran has become more and more moody, so these subordinates can only behave with their tails between their legs, living in fear every day.

【Master host, how do you feel...】

[Tell the truth? 】When he started the formation, he left a touch of consciousness for himself, but because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, the power of this touch of consciousness is too weak. If Lu Ran didn't use the real spirit to maintain it every day, I'm afraid it would have been long ago scattered.

But he could hear what Lu Ran said, and through these words, he could of course sense that the child had obviously suffered a little mental problem.Fortunately, he just chatted with this body every day, but he never did anything indescribable to the corpse (no) and even sometimes...sadly...cry? ? ?

Although, Chu Yan has to admit that he misses Kang a little bit, because he has never seen Lu Ran cry...

When he was young, this kid showed a coldness and maturity that was different from ordinary people. He was unsmiling, and occasionally smiled with a sneer, but later on when he was really (not) affectionate (practical) (practical) (heart) With care, he gradually grew into a delicious little cabbage, but at this time he was past the age where he could act like a baby and cry.

Therefore, Chu Yan felt that it should be a very happy thing to see the current Long Aotian and Lu Ran crying.

Just as he was thinking this way, he found that the scenery around him had changed, the sky and the earth were covered in snow, this familiar scenery of mountains and mountains made him instantly understand that he was standing on top of Yunding Peak of Fuguangzong.

Before he understood what was going on, he saw a white and tender child, only about five or six years old, running towards him, with a round face and baby fat.

After many years, when I saw Fu Qingzhou in his childhood state again, I couldn't recognize him at all.

"Master." Fu Qingzhou's eyes were round and black, and he was looking at him shiningly.

The author has something to say: I saw a young dumpling version of Long Aotian in my dream.

这个世界师尊对受没有爱情哈，只有师徒情。感谢在2020-02-0823:18:36~2020-02-0923:29:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Chunshan Yimu;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Danqing centenarian;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ace, Qianyu, Swig, 40507549, 38095385, the old place and frost, Lusheng, Xiaohei 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：莫瑞20瓶；春山伊椋19瓶；携羽位皇、呵呵妹往作者菌的肾10瓶；潇姑娘不容易6瓶；maniac5瓶；kkwTao4瓶；苍茫小胖子3瓶；Eversleeping2瓶；有话、月音、画蓝1瓶；

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