Vol 2 Chapter 1: : Otaku Ahei received an unknown courier

Chapter 8
"Shameless, despicable and shameless human!"
Chu Wuqing didn't know that this motionless body was yelling at him, even if he knew it, he wouldn't care.
After the contract was concluded, Chu Wuqing patiently took out the skin ointment and applied the medicine personally. His white and slender fingers were covered with the transparent ointment, and he stroked the scratches on the monster's chest little by little, watching the wound quickly closed without leaving a bit. Little traces, smiling eyes.
The creatures of extraterritorial monsters are actually very mysterious to ordinary cultivators, because there is no such thing in the realm of cultivation, they only appear in the void battlefield and in the spirit sky.
What the monks knew was that they were very powerful.
But after rebirth, Chu Wuqing knew everything from the beginning of "One Sword to the Immortal" until his death. In the meantime, the protagonist once strayed into the void battlefield and encountered a prince and daughter among the monsters outside the territory.
This made Chu Wuqing also know the secret method of the monster clan outside the territories. Whether the royal family is really out of spirit is not something that a monk below Lianxu can judge.
No matter whether this physical body is really dead or not, it belongs to him when he buys it, so he immediately tried the method of recognizing the master used by the protagonist.
This method must be effective, it's not a misunderstanding as he deliberately said.
"Although you are just a corpse without self-awareness, how can my things be nameless," Chu Wuqing raised his head and looked up at the handsome head of the demon, but his posture could not give a person a sense of weakness in any way, but instead gave People are condescending.
"Despicable and stupid human beings, you don't deserve to know my name, I allow you to call me your majesty." For the first time, the demon felt distressed and regretful for the proud cultivation secret method, but no matter how roaring in his heart, he couldn't let it. The flesh uttered a sentence.
"Blood in Mo, you and I are even more connected by blood," Chu Wuqing made the corpse kneel down with a mental thought, looked up at him, and gently stroked the corpse's face with his fingers...
"Stop, my name is Xin Ye."
"So call you Xiaohong."
The corpse didn't say a word, but the surrounding air seemed to feel the corpse's anger, suppressed.
Chu Wuqing raised her long eyebrows slightly, and the smile in the ink-colored pupils did not reduce by a point, "Why, don't you like the name the master gave you?"
"The Edge of Sharp Weapon, never rely on a name, you are my servant, let alone Xiaohong, even Erdan, you can make other people cry."
The surrounding air became even more suppressed, as if it was conveying anger and sorrow to the person who belonged in front of the body.
But Chu Wuqing seemed to be in a daze, and the bad taste broke out, and he smiled happily. With a snap of his fingers, the freshly baked Xiaohong followed him out.
There are countless teleportation formations in the auction venue for monks to leave.
Chu Wuqing took Xiaohong into the teleportation formation, and after a breath, he went outside the Xianqi Pavilion, but he had just taken a step.
Several Golden Core Stages of coercion came out of thin air, and suddenly pressed against him, causing cracks in his protective vestments.
In an instant, a magic spell of the Golden Core Stage came towards him, and it was not at all that he could evade and flee from his small Qi refining cultivation base.
"Little Red, stop it."
The demon Xin Ye immediately flashed in front of Chu Wuqing, and was forced to use his noble body as a physical shield to securely block all the attacks of Jin Dan for Chu Wuqing.
Fu Zhu's assassination of Chu Wuqing was precisely the middle-aged golden core monk and the force behind it!
They certainly wouldn't think that it was Chu Wuqing who made Xianqige stand on the opposite side of them. Compared to a low-level monk who needed wearing a hat to hide, it was obviously Zhao Bo.
But they couldn't move Zhao Bai, so they could only move Chu Wuqing to vent their anger and rob the demon body by the way.
"Junior, you only have one physical body, can you block one place, can you block all directions?" The middle-aged Jindan cultivator smiled disdainfully, and his eyes were full of greed when he looked at Xiaohong. The eight golden cores appeared, obviously trying to surround Chu Wuqing.
Fighting is forbidden in Chutian City, but the middle-aged monks are not afraid. With the elder of the Chu family, he will not be punished too much, but if the humiliation is not reported today, he will not be able to gain a foothold in Chutian City. .
What's more, if this monster can be captured and given to the elders of Chu's family, everything will be nothing today.
"Stupid," Chu Wuqing said softly.
These people wanted to kill him, and there was no chance in the moment of the teleportation array, but now that five breaths have passed, it is enough for Xianqige to react.
In an instant, the eight golden cores attacked at the same time, as if their feet were by an invisible subway chain, suddenly fell to the ground from the air, countless ice forks appeared, and five early golden core cultivators died in an instant.
At the same time, an ordinary-looking old man with a long beard appeared behind Chu Wuqing, but Yuan Ying had all the coercion all over him!
The old man said to Chu Wuqing, "Guest, I'm shocked."
This change came too fast. In an instant, the roles were reversed, and Chu Wuqing was unharmed, but the middle-aged cultivator was already three dead and five seriously injured.
"Xianqi Pavilion, dare you, I am a close friend of Elder Chu Hang," the middle-aged monk who was restrained by the black gold core monk of Xianqi Pavilion let out a sorrowful howl, his eyes staring at Chu Wuqing with tears in his heart. There was a faint speculation, but it went out immediately, if it was really that person, how could he sit on the second floor...
Seeing that Xianqi Pavilion was quickly resolved, Chu Wuqing immediately stopped looking at the middle-aged monk and waited. With a light wave, Feizhou appeared at his feet and flew away with him and Xiaohong.
As soon as this flying boat came out, it was like a verdict. All the anger of the middle-aged monk was pinched out in his throat, his face turned gray...the end.

Returning to the Chu family, Chu Wuqing placed Xiaohong in the cave of Chu Huan. After Chu Huanzhi came back, he checked to make sure that he was worry-free. He immediately rode the flying boat to the point of transmission.
Gu’s family is on the edge of the middle realm of Anyang. The distance from Chutian City is recorded in tens of thousands of miles. Chu Wuqing doesn’t know how much it is. He only knows that he needs to pass through a high-level teleportation array to reach it. All are at least ten middle-grade spirit stones.
After a day and night of teleportation, Chu Wuqing finally reached Nancheng, a small city on the edge of Anyang.
This southern city, called the city, is actually just a town where low-level cultivators gather. The golden core can already cover the sky with just one hand, which is no doubt about the small world.
And Gu's family is in this southern city.
Speaking of it, the Gu family used to be a family with thousands of years of history, and its ancestors also produced a master of formation, bringing countless glory to the family. But now the Gu family is nothing more than a declining small family.
The highest cultivation level of the whole clan has only eight levels of Qi refining, but that's it, in this small town, it is already a good cultivation level, enough to support a small cultivation family.
At this moment, in a courtyard of the Gu's family, a thin boy who appeared to be only five or six years old was kicked and beaten by several strong boys.
Next to the boy was a bowl of moldy porridge and buns glowing in blue.
Even if the food provided by any mortal servant in the Gu family was several times better than this, it was the only food for the boy who had been hungry for a few days, and it was finally stolen from the garbage in the kitchen.
The boy couldn't even care about the pain on his body. The colic in his abdomen caused by starvation for too long made him unable to think. He looked at the steamed bun on the ground with his eyes hooked, and he tried to hook him.
However, when his hand was about to touch the steamed bun, immediately, a shoe stepped on the steamed bun. He raised his head and saw the owner of the shoe sneer at him, "Trash, what else to eat? Gu’s face, you just starve to death. Be a beggar and go to other places to beg, don’t beg at Gu’s."
The boy’s eyes suddenly burst into hatred. He was only ten years old, but because he was not full enough to eat, the whole person looked a few years younger than his actual age, and the ripped clothes that he picked up were wrapped in him. On his body, he appears to be thinner.
But all this did not harm the boy's appearance and temperament at all. He was dressed more downturned than a beggar, but his temperament was more noble than the son of Nancheng City Lord.
The dark eyes flashed by, staring at the young man stepping on the steamed bun. Even though he did not have any strength to resist, he could feel a great pressure, which was longer than facing the immortal Zhuji. There is also terrible pressure.
Because of this, these teenagers are even more angry. They must beat the boy until he is obedient, begging for a trash, and dare to look at people this way, and dare to have such a temperament...Ah!
The boy held the steamed bun pulled from the bottom of the boy’s feet and swallowed it. Every time these boys let him go, they laughed together and said: "That’s right, like a beggar, grabbing food from under my feet like a beggar. Yes, this is your life, how can you look at people like that?"
The boy buried his head, and the chick licked the rice, seeming to agree, but he gnawed faster in his mouth. He, must, must live, live hard, living is all hope, even if he eats such food , Endure such insults. He silently read the book peeking from the book stand, "There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many miles it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of Peng is unknown. Thousands of miles..."
Thinking, thinking as if I wanted to die with these people, my heart gradually calmed down, and it seemed that I had really gotten away from it...
"Grandfather said that the ninja wins, but why do I still feel sad or want to cry?"
His name is Gu Yu, the youngest son of the previous patriarch. His parents and elder brother died when he was a child because he went to the secret to get something. However, the cousin who succeeded the patriarch had a holiday with Gu Yu’s father. Revenge all his grievances on this young child.
No one knows how Gu Yu’s talent is. No one dares to test him, and no one wants Gu Yu to learn or practice. He grew up like a beggar by everyone, and all those who sympathized with him were the first On the second day, he was sent to other places. Anyone in the clan could insult him and use him as a vent.
Under the deliberate efforts of the current patriarch, Gu Yu became a waste in the population, a waste of inability to practice, and lost the face of the Gu family.
This is the so-called, Gu family bloodline?
But in fact, Gu Yu is a rare genius in the formation of a hundred years. He has the dual spirit roots of water and wood and psychic eyes. He is also the younger brother arranged by the author for the male protagonist. After being rescued from the family by the male protagonist, he has been loyal to him. , Without hesitation, the entire Gu family was destroyed directly.
It wasn't until the moment of destruction that the Gu family knew what opportunity they had missed to rise. Just because of the hatred of the patriarch, they lost the glory of the grandparents they had always dreamed of.
"Do you still dare to cry?" Seeing Gu Yu's tears on the steamed buns, the other person immediately sneered and said: "If we don't kill you, you should be grateful. Why are you still venting here?"
"I think he still complained about the second brother you squashed that bun."
"Isn't it just a steamed bun?" The man kicked Gu Yu's hand, crushed the remaining steamed buns into several pieces, and said with a smile: "Aren't you hungry for several days? Eat quickly."
Gu Yu's eyes were immediately red. He knew what kind of humiliation these people wanted, and wanted to watch him lick food like a dog... In order to survive, in order to survive, Gu Yu crawled towards the broken buns...
"Gu Yu, look up?" Suddenly, one person laughed.
Gu Yu raised his head and was shocked on the spot. This direction is the direction of the Gu family's ancestral hall, which enshrines every generation of ancestors of the Gu family!
No, grandfather!
... Gu Yu won because he couldn't be a ninja.
"Don't eat it yet? Do you want us to feed you?"
"Just let him feed him? I think he owes it again."
With that said, several people punched and kicked Gu Yu again. They have long been used to venting the pressure they encountered elsewhere on this tribe. Anyway, no one will care, as long as they don’t kill it. .
Even the patriarch was happy to see their humiliation Gu Yu, and no one would dare to stop it.
Regardless of the soreness of being kicked, Gu Yu tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch the scraps of the steamed bun.
But at the next moment, a rioting voice came from the side, "This fairy, don't go there, it's just the servant's residence."
"Xianzhang, there are many good people in our family, why bother looking for that waste?"
"The fairy..."
The voices of a bunch of people intertwined with each other, and then it seemed that they saw a scene in the courtyard clearly, and everyone subconsciously quieted down, and their faces were extremely ugly.
Although they had long known that a member of the tribe was humiliated, they did not expect to be seen by the distinguished guests today, and how their family members will deal with themselves in the future.
The few people who kicked Gu Yu didn't take it seriously. They just heard what other people were discussing, and knew that the identity of the guest this time was unusual, so they quickly saluted Chu Wuqing respectfully.
Chu Wuqing walked past them blankly, his eyes didn't even stop on these people for a moment.
...
Dear guest, fairy master, all this has nothing to do with Gu Yu. He is already numb to the outside world. He just wants to take advantage of this gap, this gap where no one teases and beats him, and eat quickly.
Gu Yu tried hard to shrink his existence, grabbing the bread crumbs with both hands hurriedly, but in the next moment there was a sword light flashing, his palm was cold, and the remaining bread fragments became powder and scattered in the soil.
Gu Yu's hands were trembling, trembling trying to dig out bread crumbs from the soil. He hadn't eaten for two days and nights... Despair was like a wave drowning him.
Until, a pair of slender, white hands picked him up from the mud, and his compassionate expression was perfect and holy, such a beautiful face, and the silver hair falling on his white clothes, resembling a in the nine heavens.
Gu Yu's arm stiffened, and the mud covered in steamed bun powder that he grasped as life-saving food suddenly rolled down without noticing it.
"Are you here to save me?" Gu Yu opened his eyes wide, and blurted out subconsciously. His dirty little hands wanted to pat off the dirt on his body, but the more he patted them, the more they got dirty, even the white robe of the visitor was stained. The dirt in this backyard.
The little man frowned, his eyes full of fear and pain, and when he looked up, the sun shone into his eyes, crushing hope.
So cautious.
The incoming person smiled gently and did not stain a trace of dust, "Yes, I will lead you to become the most powerful rune formation master."
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