Just now, Gu Qingfeng was laughing, his laughter was especially evil and eerie.
Now, Gu Qingfeng was laughing, his laughter was especially heroic and carefree.
Just now, Gu Qingfeng was not like Gu Qingfeng, but now, Gu Qingfeng was very much like the old Gu Qingfeng.
Just now, when Gu Qingfeng was not like Gu Qingfeng, Mad Monk Daxing was dumbfounded and in disbelief.
Now, when Gu Qingfeng was like Gu Qingfeng, Mad Monk Daxing was still dumbfounded and in disbelief.
The difference was.
Just now, Mad Monk Daxing could not believe that Gu Qingfeng's self-awareness had been devoured. To be more precise, he could not accept such a cruel reality.
Now, Gu Qingfeng was still Gu Qingfeng, but Mad Monk Daxing still could not believe it.
Perhaps he had been too nervous all this time, or perhaps he had been too desperate, or perhaps the surprise had come too suddenly, or the hope had been too strong. When Mad Monk Daxing realized that Gu Qingfeng was still Gu Qingfeng, he could not believe that this was real. It was like a dream.
"You … You're really Little Guy Gu?"
Mad Monk Daxing stammered as he trembled.
"Nonsense! Who else could I be? "
"Your self-awareness hasn't … hasn't been devoured?"
With a smack, Gu Qingfeng opened a jar of wine and gulped down a few mouthfuls. He laughed. "My self-awareness can't be devoured so easily. If any random thing could devour my self-awareness, then my self-awareness would have been gone long ago."
"Then why did you …"
"I was just teasing you. You took it seriously, old bald donkey? Hahaha! "
"You … You … You …"
If Mad Monk Daxing had any doubts about Gu Qingfeng before, then at this moment, the last bit of doubt in his heart disappeared as Gu Qingfeng opened the jar of wine.
All the nervousness, all the despair, all the unwillingness, and all the pain vanished in a puff of smoke at this moment. What replaced it was endless excitement and excitement.
Monk Daxing was so excited that he could not stop his body from trembling. His face was flushed with excitement, and even his eyes had turned red. With a plop, he sat down in midair, staring at Gu Qingfeng and murmuring to himself, "I've finally won the f * cking bet! I've won! We finally won!!! "
His tense nerves, tense spirit, shaky mind, soul that was on the verge of collapse, and the stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell at this moment.
Unable to take it any longer, Mad Monk Daxing slumped into the void.
Because all this time, he had been relying on that tiny sliver of hope that he had placed on Gu Qingfeng, including his future and his life.
One could imagine how great the pressure was.
This was like a person staggering forward while carrying a mountain. This mountain pressed down on him to the point that he couldn't raise his head or straighten his back. Every step he took was filled with difficulties. What was even more terrifying was that there was only darkness ahead, and no light could be seen.
Fortunately.
Gu Qingfeng was still Gu Qingfeng. For Mad Monk Daxing, it was as if he had used all his strength to climb out of the abyss of despair. He was so tired that he collapsed on the spot.
He was so.
The old beggar hiding in Black Water Mountain also looked as if he had just climbed out of the abyss of despair. He was so tired that he sat on Black Water Mountain, panting and out of breath.
Even Lady Black Water, who had been very calm all this time, closed her eyes. Even if she took a deep breath, she still could not calm the excitement in her heart.
At the same time.
In a pavilion in the void.
Cang Yan, who had been paying attention to Gu Qingfeng, also let out a deep sigh at this moment. She, who had been standing with her arms crossed, finally sat down and muttered to herself, "It's been a long, long time since I've experienced something so exciting. This feeling of being in heaven and hell at the same time, the feeling of struggling between hope and despair, is really too uncomfortable. It's too torturous."
Next to her.
Ancient Wuming was still as before, quietly standing in the pavilion. She was as ordinary as ever, whether it was her expression or her heart. There was no change in her at all, as if everything that had happened had nothing to do with her. She was like the goddess of fate silently watching the fate of the world.
"It seems that I'm really not suitable for gambling!"
Cang Yan poured herself a cup of wine and shook her head slightly. There was a smile at the corner of her mouth, as if she was mocking herself for her poor endurance. "Especially when you're placing your hopes on others. This kind of gambling makes me feel like you're placing your fate on others."
She raised her head and drank the wine in the cup, saying something meaningful, "I still prefer to be the master of my own fate."
In the void.
Looking at the exhausted Mad Monk Daxing lying in the void, Gu Qingfeng walked over and squatted down, smiling. "I said, Daxing, it's not that bad, right?"
"Not that bad?" The Mad Monk Daxing looked as if he had personally experienced a life and death catastrophe. His face was ashen and he was sweating profusely. Panting, he said, "You brat, do you know … you motherf * cker … you almost … almost scared me to death!"
Gu Qingfeng handed over a jar of wine. "Is it that bad?"
The Mad Monk Daxing took the wine and opened it. He tilted his head back and gulped down more than half of the wine in one go. Then, he lifted the wine jar and poured the remaining half of the wine over his bald head. He stared at Gu Qingfeng and said seriously, "Trust me, if your consciousness is really being swallowed up, it will be much more serious than you think."
"Is that so?"
Gu Qingfeng stood up, twisted his neck, and stretched. He said, "After hearing what you said, it seems that I have to be careful in the future. Otherwise, if I die, wouldn't this matter be a big deal?"
"Kid, can you stop joking like this in the future? It's really scary. You can't understand this old monk's feelings at all. That's … that's …"
Mad Monk Daxing stuttered for a long time but couldn't say anything. That feeling was too complicated and painful, so painful that he didn't know how to describe it.
"Joking? I'm not joking. If it wasn't for what happened today, I wouldn't have known that my life was so important. I have to say, this feeling is pretty good. After living for so long, it's the first time I've felt like a human being. "
Gu Qingfeng finished the jar of wine and looked at the void. He clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you for your concern for my life. Although I don't know the reason behind your concern, it is a fact that you care about my life. Since it is a fact, I thank you on behalf of my life."
"How about this? Let's all come out and meet? Drink a little wine? Talk about life? "
The old beggar hiding in Blackwater Mountain heard Gu Qingfeng's words and couldn't help but get up: "What is this guy trying to say? Why did he say this out of the blue? He wants to buy us a drink? "
"Old beggar, are you scared out of your wits? Can't you tell that he is mocking us?" Lady Blackwater said. "Can't you tell that he is mocking us?"
Hearing Lady Black Water's words, the old beggar reacted and cursed, "Motherf * cker! This guy is really dishonest. Did he just put on a show? He deliberately pretended to be devoured by an evil spirit outside the grand dao to scare us? What is he after? What is his purpose? Is it to see who wants him dead and who wants him alive? Who is pinning their hopes on him? "
"If that's the case, isn't this guy a bit too ruthless? However, looking at his demonic appearance, it doesn't seem to be an act. The power coming out of him is indeed outside the grand dao! "
Lady Blackwater nodded and said: "Indeed, he shouldn't be pretending. The ancient and overbearing power in his body is indeed outside the grand dao. And … according to my understanding of him, he shouldn't be able to set up a trap to test us, and he disdains to do so."
"As for who wants him dead, who wants him alive, and who is pinning their hopes on him? Do you think he cares? "
"If he cares, we won't be watching him in secret."
"That's true."
The old beggar agreed: "With this guy's ability, if he doesn't want us to watch him, I'm afraid we can't watch him."
In the void.
Gu Qingfeng waited for a while.
Seeing no response, he smiled and said: "Well, since you don't want to show up, then continue to stay in the corner. When you think of something, I'll be waiting for you at any time!"
"It's late. I have something to do, so I'll go first. Goodbye, everyone!"
Then.
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily and left.
Seeing that Gu Qing Feng was about to leave, the Mad Monk Daxing ignored his tired body and got up. Just as he was about to chase after Gu Qing Feng, he suddenly thought of something and shouted into the void, "If it wasn't for this old monk risking my life to test Gu Qing Feng for you, I'm afraid you would still be waiting in torment. There's no need to thank me, this old monk doesn't care."
"What I want to say is that we're all in the same boat. I don't ask for everyone to work together, but I ask that you don't stab each other in the back."
"Especially someone, I hope you can be merciful!"
As he spoke, Mad Monk Daxing ran, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
In the void.
Perhaps Lady Blackwater and the old beggar didn't know what Mad Monk Daxing meant. Only Cang Yan knew that Mad Monk Daxing said it deliberately for Nameless to hear.
"It seems that Daxing is still holding a grudge about what happened last time." Cang Yan asked: "Right, I forgot to ask, how did you deal with his incarnation?"
"I suppressed it."
"Just suppressed it? I thought you would use that incarnation to teach him a lesson. "
"As long as his incarnation is in my hands, I think Daxing will definitely restrain himself."
"Haha, that's true. Now that Daxing's incarnation is in your hands, even if he doesn't want to, he definitely won't dare to be as rash as before."
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