From NPC To Overlord

All the remaining demon sect elders and disciples looked at Huang Xuemei, the six-fingered piano demon, with hopeful eyes.

This tragic, indomitable and tenacious woman, the second strongest in the Demon Sect, has never let anyone down!

She is the last hope of all the elder disciples of the demon sect present!

"I'm not your opponent..."

Huang Xuemei was silent for a while and said slowly.

In a word, all the demons will be thrown into hell.

All the demon disciples were desperate.

But the next sentence brought them back from hell.

"But my martial arts... Ning Zhe is unyielding!"

Huang Xuemei looked at Gu Chong with dreamy eyes.

When the two met their eyes, Gu Chong was shocked.

What kind of eyes did he see.

Bright as a morning star, but with the thousands of turns in the world, all beings are in various forms, and when the water waves are swayed, even steel can be turned into tenderness around the fingers.

In that water wave, there seems to be blurred smoke, the colorful flow, the joys and sorrows of the world, the joys and sorrows, all kinds of things, it seems to be all in it.

In a trance, Gu Chong's eyes lit up and he came to another place.

There were people coming and going in the streets and alleys, and there was a lot of traffic. Gu Chong looked at the hands of the smaller one, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of anger.

It's just that his clothes are ragged and dirty, he seems to be a little beggar?

"Illusory? Interesting!"

Gu Chong had a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the sunny sky.

"Stinky beggar! He actually came to steal pork from the house again!"

A ferocious butcher, holding a wooden stick in his hand, chased after him aggressively: "Do you still want to run?"

"The Sa family will beat you to death this time, let's see how you still do the trick!"

Almost for a moment, Gu Chong was blocked in the corner. At this time, he had no power to hold a chicken, and he was like a knife and fish, and could only be slaughtered.

The butcher was neat and tidy, and hit him with a stick, but was stopped by a long knife.

"Beggar stealing food is also forced by life. Butcher Zheng spared him once. My lady gave the meat money!"

A middle-aged nursing home with the color of wind and frost came to the rescue at a critical moment, not only saving Gu Chong, but also giving Butcher Zheng a small bag of silver.

"It turned out to be Miss Meng'er, the living Bodhisattva..."

Butcher Zheng took the money, weighed it, and left with joyful thanks.

At this moment, a carriage stopped, and the curtain was lifted, revealing a charming and charming face.

"My family still lacks a servant. If you are willing, you can come to work in my house. Although you can't be rich or rich, you can also protect you from food and clothing, and you don't have to suffer from windy meals and sleeping in the open."

Meng'er's voice is soft, kind, and kind. This kind of charm formed by thinking of others only is enough to influence everything!

"Miss is kind, don't kneel down and thank you!" The middle-aged nursing home said impatiently when Gu Chong didn't respond.

In his opinion, Gu Chong, a beggar, meeting such a kind person is no different from falling pie in the sky.

Moreover, Miss Meng'er is not only kind, but also the number one beauty in Cao County, Heze. I don't know how many people would have no chance to kiss Fangze.

Being qualified to be the servant of Miss Meng'er is definitely a blessing that this little beggar has cultivated in her previous life!

"If you can't beat me, do you want to show affection?"

Gu Chong's footsteps were vain, but the lightness of the light and the light of the shadows was unfolded, and it was astonishing, as well as fantasy, not only avoiding the middle-aged nursing home, but also directly in front of the young lady.

"What are you doing!"

When the middle-aged nursing home saw this, his face changed.

"Of course it's a thank you!"

Gu Chong unceremoniously took off Miss Meng'er's hairpin with endless coldness in his eyes. He let the middle-aged nursing home who came running from behind punch him in the back. The expression did not change in the slightest, and the hand kept piercing the young lady's fair neck.

Click!

It seemed that the glass was broken, and everything around was shattered.

"That's it? Why don't you change your face! Who are you looking down on?"

Gu Chong pursed his lips unceremoniously.

But then, after a while, he found himself standing in the wedding room, sitting next to the bed, waiting for his skull to be uncovered... Oh no, it was the bride who uncovered her skull.

"This is a bit interesting, and... the true spirit also came in, is it going to be entangled with me forever?"

This kind of profound art made Gu Chong suddenly think of a kind of divine art in the world.

Change the spirit of heaven and earth**!

This kind of exercise can drag people into the reincarnation of thousands of lives, investigate the cause and effect of previous lives, and entangle them endlessly.

Huang Xuemei's spiritual practice is to create illusions, not to entangle the cause and effect of previous lives. Although it is not as good as the spirit of changing the sky and hitting the ground, it is not trivial. It is definitely a supreme spiritual profound art!

Previously, Gu Chong's current Heavenly Extermination Divine Hand couldn't do this step. The strength of the Heavenly Extermination Divine Hand was the word "annihilation". It's okay to confuse mortals with illusions, but it's not enough to confuse the master.

Of course, this may also be because he has not yet cultivated the primordial spirit.

"You want to beat me... that's not enough!"

Gu Chong's eyes seemed to have a layer of blurred mysterious light... The next moment, the copper rod in his hand with the red veil was inserted into the bride's neck!

Then, he entered the illusion of the next world.

Daming Lake ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ drizzle.

A beautiful woman with a slender figure and a beautiful face, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stood on the bridge, and her eyes were filled with the hot color of falling in love.

At this time, a scholar in white trotted in under the drizzle.

"Gu Lang..."

When the beautiful woman saw the person coming, her cheeks were flushed, and she hurriedly greeted her, covering the rain for the scholar.

But what greeted her was a kick!

thump!

The lady fell into the river.

Looking at the sinking water, instead of feeling distressed, the scholar in white sneered: "Don't you know that most of them are scholars? How dare you give me the whole talent and beauty! I'll teach you a lesson today, and let you know the dangers of society!"

The screen is broken.

soon.

next life.

...

First married husband's expedition.

The young woman is alone.

Waiting for the moment when the beloved returns...

Spring and autumn come, flowers fall and bloom.

Never imagined that this wait would be ten years...

Until the loom was dusty, the young woman turned into a woman, and that day, the husband's family finally returned to their hometown with golden horses.

The woman smiled happily and wanted to make a fire for her husband to cook. The moment she turned around, an iron sword mercilessly stabbed into her chest from the back.

Blood spray.

Her heart was broken.

Also, dead.

"Really persistent."

Gu Chong looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed slightly, "It's been lingering for nine generations, why do you keep asking for trouble?"

For ordinary people, it may also fall.

Gu Chong is a player, and he has experienced countless worlds.

No matter how touching the fantasy background is, his heart is as hard as stone!

But people are not plants, how can they be ruthless?

He was still slightly touched.

Not because of the ninth generation, but because of Huang Xuemei's perseverance and determination to never give up until he achieves his goal.