Chapter 430 Bring your trash, get out

  Out of the door, among the people in national style clothes outside the door, someone stepped forward and nodded slightly: "Young master."

   Pausing for a moment, she turned her face slightly, and glanced behind her from the corner of her eye.

  The mess here, this old guy will naturally clean up.

  She has other things to do now.

  Thoughts drifted quickly, and the speed of Gong Jiuhan's raised feet was obviously accelerated.

  The eyes filled with blood were filled with coldness.

  Gu Zhi, you'd better be restrained.

  On the lobby on the first floor of the attic, carved beams and painted buildings are arranged.

  The waiters in the mansion walked by in twos and twos, with a professional attitude that did not squint.

  A man in a luxurious suit stands in front of the rockery fountain, his slightly raised jawline is extremely beautiful and smooth.

  Jiang Xiying's idle figure came down from upstairs.

   is stepping on the ancient stairs with one foot.

  The person standing at the fountain heard the sound, and looked sideways, his brows were deep black.

   "Let's go!"

   Approaching, Jiang Xiying put his hands in his pockets, raised his feet and was about to step out, with a ruffian look on his face.

   But no one knew, his heart still pounded twice in his chest after he finally calmed down.

   In my mind is the scene I just saw by mistake.

  Although he didn't show it on the face, his steps were a little faster.

   Seeing other people's family secrets is still a bit dangerous for him. He is afraid that if he walks slower, he will be chased out by that person and confess his life here.

  He could clearly see that the man's raised eyes still had a killing intent that hadn't had time to dissipate.

  The ancient lord might have restrained himself a bit in front of them.

  At that time, when the man looked at him at a glance, his pallor was full of pain.

   Inadvertently lowered his eyes and glanced at the steps under his feet, Jun Gu had a light look in his eyes.

   Eyelids flicked across the building, and he raised his leg.

  Although I have to retreat completely now, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, after all, it is not my chassis.

   Something is stirring in the air.

  Although Jiang Xiying had something on her mind, she still felt something unusual when her ears moved slightly.

  He turned his head, and the figure passing by the corner of his eyes disappeared in a flash.

"careful!"

   Nervously tense, he suddenly turned around and put his foot on Meng Ran who was closest to him. The words were for Jun Gu.

  On the ancient attic, figures surged.

  Jun Gu's eyes darkened.

  The tails of his eyes flicked slightly, and he had already noticed the unusual breath before Jiang Xiying made a sound.

   A murderous intent came straight towards him.

  Await the unstoppable momentum that pierces everything.

  Jiang Xiying and Meng Ran stood on the spot and dropped two sharp swords.

  The two looked at the handsome man, their eyes darkened.

   If it is said that Jiang Xiying was very confused and the two of them took the cold shot, it would be an exaggeration to say that Jun Gu is the target of all arrows.

   rustling—

  He raised his hand, and caught the arrow shot at his head steadily and accurately, but there were countless arrows following it.

  Thick black night eyes narrowed, full of deep danger.

  His body moved slightly, and he was agile, and there were constantly routs and falling arrows under his feet.

  Jiang Xiying and Meng Ran were not having a good time either.

   "Damn it, this old man's dirty tricks are inappropriate for a person!"

  I thought that the arrival of the ancient lord would make him restrain himself, and he would not be so impatient no matter how bad it was.

  Unexpectedly, this old guy never thought of failing the negotiation and letting them go.

   After spitting, he propped his body on the ground and rolled in a circle, dodging the attack.

  The three or two waiters in the lobby have long since disappeared.

  The back of his neck was slightly cold, something pierced the air and came straight towards Jun Gu.

  Arrows from nowhere, waiting for an overwhelming taste.

   is shockingly cold.

  Jun Gu drew a bloodthirsty arc with his loose and cool lips.

  His eyes filled with danger.

   Very good, this can't wait to kill him.

  However, just as he made a move, a figure loomed from the attic.

   In a short while, he arrived in front of him.

  The deep pool in Jun Gu's eyes has undergone slight changes, stained with astonishment.

  The other party's jet-black hair fell in a messy way because of the rapid fall, and scraped across his cheek.

   is slightly cool and itchy soft.

   Manzhushahua reflected in the eyes is a strange and coquettish combination of blood and darkness.

  The crimson purple figure, the master of inheritance with the purest blood of the Gu family.

   No one expected the appearance of the person in front of them.

  The life-threatening arrow was only a centimeter away from the eyes under the mask, and it was firmly caught in the hand.

   No more points are allowed.

   Eyelids moved slightly, waiting for the long and curly eyelashes to carelessly sweep in the air, Gong Jiu held the arrow in his silent hand and slowly turned sideways.

  The five fingers were loose and tight, and the hand was raised suddenly.

   Saw.

  Arrows hit the dark place like breaking through the clouds.

  The momentum is like a broken bamboo.

  If the hearing is good enough, one can hear a very faint muffled hum in the air.

  Under the golden phoenix costume, her lips parted slightly, showing an undisguised coolness and arrogance.

  Everyone can hear her, her voice is very cruel: "Take your trash and get out."

  The irritability and impatience are completely undisguised, just like the gangster surging in her.

   Temperament, wildness, arrogance.

   Even speaking, there is a taste of contempt.

  Since she appeared, the surrounding attacks disappeared almost instantly.

  The air is freezing.

  The shadowy figure in the attic swayed for a moment, and the murderous aura surrounding it suddenly disappeared.

  It's like you've never been here before.

  Looking at the scattered arrows on the ground, Jun Gu's face was dark and unclear.

  Guns, a thing with a long range, are not something that everyone can own, even if it is a large family.

   Unexpectedly, in this ancient clan, the practice of archery practice by the ancients is still retained.

  In the dead silence, Jun Gu Chui saw that there was less than one striding person in front of him.

   There is a faint medicinal fragrance in the nose.

   Very light, mixed with a very light sweetness.

  His eyes were dim, and his throat rolled, which was a low-alcohol magnetism: "Thank you, young master, for saving your life."

   At this time, the following figure felt the wind under his feet, and finally caught up with his master.

  They stood in front of several people, respectfully saluting the crimson figure.

"Little Lord."

  This scene has a taste of the soldiers saluting respectfully to the general in ancient times.

   After all, in this day and age, there are very few families like this.

  The Gu family is that rare.

   Staring at the figure in front of Jun Gu, Jiang Xiying's pupils shrank slightly in her long and narrow eyes.

   Unbelievable.

   What kind of monster is this, this, this person?

  The speed just now, is it human?

   In the blink of an eye, she had already swept past the afterimage, arrived in front of Jun Gu and received the arrow attack.

  That posture is effortless, as easy as catching a toy thrown by someone else.

  Before this, she didn't seem to be on the first floor of the lobby.

   But on the stairs.

   Terrible, terrible, terrible.

   No wonder this man is full of shocking arrogance and presumptuousness, that is the back foot of his capital!

  Jiang Xiying always felt that her neck was cold.

   It is rumored that the Gu clan's Yinmen clan inherits ancient martial arts, and it is a rare ancient martial arts family. Now this sight does not disappoint in the slightest.

   Just confirmed that the rumors are not groundless.

  He was thinking, if such a person wants to kill him, is there any possibility for him to survive?

"The world is mixed, you should be more careful when you go out, Mr. Jun's family." The man wearing the phoenix casually squeezed his wrist, and staggered away after meeting his brief eyes: "Don't be careless someday, Just die in the wild."

  Jun Gu's lips twitched involuntarily.

  This man is really poisonous.

   Every time he speaks, he can **** off a person, and he has been like that to that old guy Gu Shihuai from the very beginning.

   Now he doesn't show mercy to them.

   It's just that he never thought that this person would save him.

  At the same time, he was also thinking, why this person wanted to help, whether it was the attack just now or the situation that tore Gu Shihuai apart.

   Is it really just that the enemy of an enemy is a friend?

  The Gu family should disdain the method of winning the enemy opponent as an ally, right?

  Brows raised slightly, his gaze inadvertently looked at him again.

  Looking at this, the discussion on the "important matter" between her and Gu Shihuai is over.

   "That's thanks to the young master for reminding me."

  The end of the man's eyes was cold, and through the lens, there was bottomless black inside.

"You're welcome."

  She turned around, and the purple gauze fluttered on the tiles.

  Gong Jiuan doesn't plan to stay here for a long time.

  The mind of the person next to him is the most mysterious and unpredictable, and his eyes are the same as his own, although they are like vast stars, they are sharp and vicious.

  However, she turned around when the gurgling and slow voice sounded behind her.

  Looking at the other person's slim back, Jun Gu narrowed his eyes slowly.

  He said: "God G, long time no see."

  TRO's God G, captain G God, the G God who was invincible in the fighting circle.

   Even standing on flat ground, Jiang Xiying almost staggered.

"What, what?" Jiang Xiying's shock, which he had just received, poured out at the moment, he looked at Jun Gu, and then at the person in the purple dress: "Her? God G? "

  Jiang Xiying shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, this is impossible!"

   Not to mention that the difference in temperament between the two is more than one level, let's just say that this young master of the Gu family is obviously a ruthless master.

  How can a person in such a high position go galloping in the arena?

   Wouldn't the arena become a **** battle?

  The leg that was supposed to be raised to move stopped in mid-air, Gong Jiu silently retracted his foot, and turned around.

   Facing those dark and deep eyes.

  She chuckled, as if doubting:

   "Master Jun is calling me? But you have to see clearly before calling."

  Her dark lips moved together in a calm and unhurried manner: "I am a human being, not some kind of god."

   Previously, they couldn't see clearly from a distance, but now they are only half an arm away, and Jun Gu can see the crimson blood slowly flowing in the woman's deep and open pupils.

  He didn't know what to think, and something suddenly changed in his eyes.

  Suddenly raised his hand, the target was the lifelike phoenix sculpture on the opponent's face.

  But when he was about to touch it, his wrist was grabbed violently.

  Gong Jiu's eyes were stained with a few strands of anger, making the crimson whirlpool gather and flow.

"what are you doing!"

  The depths of his eyes were bottomless, Jun Gu's wrist was strangled, and he quickly clasped the other's slender wrist with his backhand, and slammed him in front of him.

  Looked straight into those cheap eyes with a little bit of anger.

   Caught against that person's body, Gong Jiu's eyes turned red, but when he looked at him, he was burned by the flickering darkness.

  The seemingly sharp and sharp gaze made her heart skip a beat.

   While she was in a daze, Jun Gu gently moved closer to the golden mask.

  He wasn't going to unmask this time.

  The crimson-purple gauze entangled with the hem of his clothes following the master's movements.

  It seems to be desperately hugging.

  Under the jaw-dropping sight of others, he squinted his eyes and sniffed lightly, looking thoughtful.

   "Young Master, what is the smell of medicine?"

   That's it for today~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)