After Xue Feng and Hong Wen left with the people of the Long Rainbow Branch, only Qian Shan, Han Dong, Ouyang Ye, and Ku Yu, Liu Qingyan, and Qingxi were left in the Little Folded Villa.
Since confirming the identity of Gu Qingfeng, Qian Shan and the other two had already stopped thinking. Their minds were blank, and until now they were still standing there like statues, motionless.
The rest of the Five Colored Mountain people had long been scared witless by Gu Qingfeng's ruthless methods. They didn't dare run, didn't dare to move, didn't dare to speak, and didn't dare to breathe. They only dared to stand and do nothing.
Before this, they had always thought that Gu Qingfeng was a liar.
But now, none of them dared to think so.
Liar?
Was there such a terrifying liar?
With such a powerful strength, did he still need to pretend to be the successor of the King?
The answer was yes.
No need.
He might really be the successor of the King, or he might really be able to represent the King.
Yes.
It must be.
If not, how could he play the Wind Rises Mountain and the true mystery of the Youth Walk?
If not, how could he be resurrected after being turned into ashes?
If not, how could the dragon and elephant spirits of Xue Feng and the other old Chi Xiao people be so respectful to him?
Only if he was the successor of the King could all this be explained.
Opposite.
Gu Qingfeng was lying on the chair, tapping his forehead tiredly, looking listless. After a while, he slowly raised his arm. Light flowed between his fingers, and a series of seals were formed. In an instant, tens of thousands of seals were formed. The seals intertwined and formed a halo. The halo spread, and wherever it passed, the corpses and blood on the ground strangely turned into dust. In the blink of an eye, the corpses on the ground disappeared.
What kind of means was this?
No one knew.
No one could see it.
They only felt that it was very mysterious.
However, at this moment.
The door opened, and a person came out. It was little Jin Er.
"Big brother!"
When little Jin Er came out, she didn't seem to be surprised at the disappearance of the various sects. She didn't even look at them, as if she didn't care at all.
"Big brother, you look very tired. Do you want to go in and rest?"
Little Jin Er only had eyes for Gu Qingfeng and asked worriedly.
"Later."
"Then, big brother, Jin Er will help you massage your shoulders."
"Sure!"
Looking at this scene.
Everyone from the Five Colored Mountain felt incredulous and their hair stood on end.
They simply couldn't imagine what kind of person could still chat so calmly with a little girl after killing so many people. There wasn't any discomfort in his words at all. It was as if the people from the various sects weren't killed by him. It was as if nothing had happened.
Suddenly.
They all recalled what little Jin Er had said earlier. She had said that her Big Brother had become numb from all the killing and was sick of it.
Could it be … that this was really the case?
Even if he was really the descendant of the King, how many people could he kill?
How many people would he become numb after killing? How could he be sick of it?
No one could imagine it.
What was even more peculiar was that at some point in time, the weather with thunder and lightning had gradually become clear. When the wind and rain had disappeared, when the dark clouds had dissipated, everything had returned to normal. It was also at this time that they remembered that it was only noon, and the scorching sun was still shining in the sky.
However.
Why did they fall into darkness just now?
Was it really just the dark clouds that covered the sky?
No.
Absolutely impossible!
No matter how big the dark clouds were, even if they covered the sky, it would at most be dim. How could they fall into darkness?
They all clearly remembered that when Gu Qingfeng made his move, the sky suddenly fell into darkness, as if the sun had suddenly fallen, causing them to fall into endless panic.
Was it an illusion?
Or what?
No one knew.
"By the way, big brother, Elder Ku Mu has woken up."
"Oh? Is that so … "
Gu Qingfeng was not surprised. In his opinion, the old man should have also woken up.
However, little Jin Er's words were like a bolt from the blue to the people of Five Color Mountain. They wanted to rush in and take a look, but they did not dare. They did not even have the courage to open their mouths and ask, for fear of angering Gu Qingfeng. Just as they did not know what to do, two people walked out of the house.
One of them was Master Wen Zhu. Master Wen Zhu was supporting an old man.
The old man's hair and beard were all white and he looked very weak. Even with Master Wen Zhu's support, he was trembling as he walked.
Seeing this old man, the people of Five Color Mountain were stunned because this old man was one of the nine lonely elders of Five Color Mountain, Ku Mu.
"Junior Brother! You … "
When they saw Ku Mu, Ku Yu and the others did not have time to be afraid and immediately rushed over.
Ever since Ku Mu was taken away by Gu Qingfeng, the people of Five Color Mountain had been on tenterhooks. Now that they saw Ku Mu was still alive with their own eyes, they finally felt relieved.
"Junior Brother, your origin spirit …"
Ku Yu was worried about Ku Mu's injuries, but when he used his divine sense to check, he found that although Ku Mu was very weak, he was only weak. Other than that, there were no injuries on his body. Not only that, but there was also the aura of an origin spirit.
That day at Five Colors Mountain, they all saw with their own eyes that Gu Qingfeng's Primordial Spirit completely dissipated bit by bit. How could Gu Qingfeng have a Primordial Spirit now?
Ku Yu suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to check. The more he checked, the more shocked he became.
In the past, Withered Tree's primordial spirit was on the verge of collapse. But now, Withered Tree's primordial spirit was full of vitality. It was as if it had infinite spiritual power.
Heavens!
This …
Could it be … could it be that he really helped Junior Brother rebuild his origin spirit?
After checking, Ku Yu and the others were completely stunned. Liu Qingyan, Qingxi, and the other people of Five Color Mountain also noticed the changes in Ku Mu's origin spirit. They all stood there in disbelief.
Ku Mu himself did not pay attention to them. To be exact, he was not in the mood to pay attention to them at this moment. The moment he walked out of the room, he excitedly stared at Gu Qingfeng and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"This old man is unable to repay Young Master's great kindness. This old man … this old man thanks Young Master, thanks … King!"
Ku Mu was so excited that he could not control himself. He kowtowed nine times to Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng did not stop him. He knew that even if he did, it would be useless. The old man was a very traditional person. If he was not allowed to kowtow, he would continue to insist. Rather than that, it was better to follow his heart. Not to mention, Gu Qingfeng was too tired to say anything.
When Ku Mu kowtowed, Ku Yu and the other people of Five Color Mountain also kowtowed.
They apologized and thanked him.
They apologized because they finally realized that they had misunderstood Gu Qingfeng.
They thanked him because Gu Qingfeng helped Ku Mu rebuild his origin spirit.
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