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Chapter 1598

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Perhaps, Di Fuyi was the only one who could see her other side.

She seemed to be wearing a mask, and no one could see through her heart.

It was boring for them to walk together. Just when Qian Lingyu wanted to find a topic to talk about, Gu Xijiu spoke first, "Lingyu, what do you think of the emperor?"

Qian Lingyu was stunned, and he was alarmed. He immediately said, "What can I say? He is quite handsome, but I am not bad either … "

"I did not say anything about his appearance. What do you think of his temper?"

Qian Lingyu was alarmed again, "Temper … His temper is not bad … He looks gentle, but his smile is like a dog's tail."

Gu Xijiu was speechless. What kind of a metaphor was that?!

"You think he is gentle too? Do you feel that he has the elegant demeanor of a man in black? "

Qian Lingyu was alarmed. He snorted, "What's wrong with that? Who can't be casual? I am not worse than him when I am casual! "When he said this, he could not help but flipped his hair and flicked his sleeve.

Gu Xijiu finally looked at him, "Did you take the wrong medicine today? Why do you always compare yourself to him? "

Qian Lingyu was speechless.

Gu Xijiu was lost in her thoughts. She felt that the current Rong Jialuo was different from before. The old Rong Jialuo was a handsome man with a cold face. Even in front of Gu Xijiu, he did not smile often and was not good with words.

However, the current Rong Jialuo was a lot more talkative than before. He seemed to have a different temperament. He was as elegant as a poem and as elegant as wine. He also had the domineering demeanor of an emperor.

Gu Xijiu and Rong Jialuo had not seen each other for eight years, so she was not sure if it was because of the accumulation of time and the experience of human relationships.

Moreover, Rong Jialuo's appearance did not change much after eight years. He still looked like a man in his twenties. His spiritual power had also improved a lot. It was originally at level six and a half, but now it was more than level eight. The only flaw was that his skin was a little pale, as if he had not seen the sun for many years.

Gu Xijiu thought about the few resentful spirits that she had just helped. Apparently, the resentful spirits had suffered a lot when they were alive. They were so twisted that she could not even tell if they were male or female. Their bodies were as red as blood, and their resentment was overwhelming!

If she did not have the most advanced expiation method, she would have been affected by the resentment, and her heart would have exploded with negative energy …

Even so, after she expiated them, her Qi and blood fluctuated violently. The negative energy that she had been suppressing wanted to find a channel to explode under the provocation of the resentment. For a moment, she even wanted to start a massacre!

Fortunately, her skill was high, and she noticed that something was wrong in time. She secretly adjusted her breath and purified it, clearing away the resentment that invaded her body, and her mood returned to normal.

With her current Kung Fu, resentment would not easily invade her body. Was it because her mood had been too unstable recently? Or was this vengeful spirit special?

"Don't you feel that the grievances today are particularly strong?" Gu Xijiu asked again.

Qian Lingyu was stunned for a moment before he nodded. "It is indeed very powerful! One of them is equivalent to ten ordinary people! "

He pondered for a moment and said, "This time, the grievances look too twisted! They must have suffered a lot when they were alive. One of them seemed to have been executed by a thousand cuts. It kept shouting at me, 'give me back my flesh'. It gave me goosebumps. "

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