Asura God doesn't know how to raise Tang San.
But now, he knows.
Rakshasa!
Tang San is having such a hard time!
Endless pain will give rise to endless resentment, and this will make Tang San the most perfect Rakshasa Body!
"Rakshasa God, among First-Class God, is also the top one."
"If Tang San becomes the perfect Rakshasa, and I continue to add fuel to the flames, there will be no chance of winning God King."
"The most important thing is. In this way, there won't be many people who need my participation. It will also prevent Destruction and God of Life from coming to trouble me."
Asura God's eyes lit up.
Yes.
He was right to choose not to save Tang San's mother.
If one day, Tang San's mother becomes Gu Linyuan's woman.
Xiao Wu also seeks help from Gu Linyuan, thus gradually moving away from Tang San.
What happens to Tang San.
"Resentment... endless resentment..."
"Rakshasa, I have chosen a good successor for you."
"He is more suitable than that Pope."
"Tang San's inner resentment will be unprecedented..."
Ning Rongrong stood at the door wearing a pure white skirt, the hem of the skirt fluttered gently, and the morning light fell on her body, as if it had been plated with a layer of silver.
She looked at Gu Linyuan, her expression was complicated for a moment, and then she regained her composure.
"Gu Linyuan, it's time to go."
She spoke openly and her voice was clear.
"Bone Grandpa They are still waiting for us at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Gu Linyuan leaned against the door frame and looked her up and down.
She is wearing a long white dress, neat and tidy, her hair is pulled into a simple bun, without too many decorations, which is rare and refreshing.
"Let's go."
He stepped out.
Ning Rongrong followed him, walking briskly, half a step behind him.
After walking in silence for a while, she suddenly said, "You don't seem nervous at all."
Gu Linyuan turned his head and glanced at her, "Why am I nervous?"
"Go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." Ning Rongrong looked at him, "You used to be Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's person, but you are no longer. Don't you feel awkward going back to face them?"
Gu Linyuan laughed.
"Actually, I didn't pay much attention to what happened at the beginning."
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
There was a bit of relief, a bit of self-deprecation in that smile, and there was also a bit of relaxation that she couldn't explain.
The two of them walked side by side in the morning light, and there were gradually more and more pedestrians on the street. The shouts of vendors, the sound of wheels, and the chatter and laughter in the teahouse were intertwined.
Gu Linyuan walked neither fast nor slowly, and Ning Rongrong followed closely. The distance between the two was neither too far nor too close.
She glanced at him secretly.
The sun fell on the side of his face, with clear outlines, and the leaf marks between his eyebrows were faintly visible.
She suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, as they had walked the same road side by side a long time ago.
But at that time she walked in front of him and he followed behind.
Now it's the other way around.
"Gu Linyuan."
"Huh?"
"I'm sorry for what happened in the past."
Gu Linyuan's footsteps did not stop.
"It's over."
"Do you really not hate me? Then why don't you forgive me?"
Ning Rongrong bit his lip.
"Actually, I have forgiven you a long time ago. In fact, I don't love you anymore."
"If you are willing to be my sister, those willful things you did back then can only be regarded as fun things in childhood."
Gu Linyuan's voice became serious.
He still had one sentence left to say. If it were a lover, since it was over at the beginning, there would be no way to get back together.
Ning Rongrong turned pale when he heard this and said no more.
She quickened her pace and caught up with him, and the two walked side by side through the long street, heading in the direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Hall.
Ning Fengzhi stood in the center of the hall, looking at the young man walking in from the door.
In moon-white robes, he has a tall and straight posture, and his temperament is much calmer than when he left.
He looked at Gu Linyuan for a long time, his eyes moving from his shoulders to his waist, and from his waist to those dark eyes.
Then he walked forward, reached out and patted Gu Linyuan on the shoulder.
"Growing strong."
Ning Fengzhi's voice was a little harsh, and his palm paused on Gu Linyuan's shoulder before taking it away.
"It seems that you are living a good life outside, so I feel relieved."
Gu Linyuan smiled, "Uncle Ning, of course I can take care of myself, I'm not a child anymore."
Ning Fengzhi When he heard the sound Uncle Ning, his heart trembled slightly.
This kid was willing to call him Uncle Ning without treating him coldly or turning a blind eye.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but what followed was a deeper feeling of guilt and loss.
If those things had not happened, if he had not acquiesced in Rongrong breaking up with him, if he had not stopped his resources, the person standing in front of him now should be Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's future patron saint.
But in this world, there are no ifs.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood aside, his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood aside, his hand on the hilt of the sword.
He looked at Gu Linyuan for a long time, his cloudy old eyes flashing with light, as if he was sizing up the edge of a sword. He has lived for most of his life and has seen too many geniuses and too many fallen geniuses, but he saw something different in Gu Linyuan.
He couldn't say that kind of thing, but he vaguely felt that this child had reached a height that he couldn't reach.
"Linyuan boy."
Sword Douluo spoke, his voice old but full of energy.
"I know you are very strong now. Fight with me."
Gu Linyuan turned to look at him.
"Sword Douluo, are you sure?"
Sword Douluo snorted.
"Why, are you afraid that my old man will hurt you?"
Gu Linyuan shook his head, the corners of his lips raised slightly.
"I'm afraid of hurting you."
The hall was quiet for a moment.
Sword Douluo stared at him for two seconds, and then laughed, the laughter was old but full of energy.
"Good boy, that's interesting."
Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly on the side.
"Chen Xin, don't bother with your old bones. Linyuan It's not easy to come back."
Ning Fengzhi Although he said this, he was also extremely curious.
What kind of strength does Gu Linyuan have now?
Why did Gu Linyuan rise so quickly?
In fact, Ning Fengzhi has never understood how Gu Linyuan grew to such an extent in just a few years.
Sword Douluo ignored him and waved to Gu Linyuan.
"Come, let me see how much skill you have gained during this time."
Gu Linyuan took a step forward, his moon-white robe gently fluttering with his movements.
He didn't release Martial Soul, he just stood there with his hands hanging by his sides.
But a powerful aura spread from him.
Ning Rongrong retreated to the edge of the hall, leaning against the pillar, looking at Gu Linyuan's back, with a smile on her lips that she didn't even notice.
Until now, she could look at Gu Linyuan alone.
Don't care about anyone else's opinions.
It's a pity that such time is always short.
She knows.
Gu Linyuan actually came to say goodbye.
Say goodbye to your past.
After today, Gu Linyuan will probably never come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect again.