Guo Ming spread a few large leaves on the ground, lay down on them and fell asleep, and after a while, he fell into his dream.
Xia Xue looked at Guo Ming, who was snoring slightly, with a contemplative look in her eyes.
The man felt the difference from the first time he saw him, for he was not afraid of himself.
In this world where strength is the norm, strength is the only measure of status.
If you have strength, you can gain fame, and if you have fame, you can arbitrarily oppress people who do not have fame, which is a social reality and a generally accepted viewpoint.
But the person in front of him clearly doesn't have any utilitarian intentions, and in her eyes, Guo Ming is too freewheeling, because he doesn't follow the rules of this world at all, and indulges in it, and my lord ups and downs.
Most of these people will have two endings, one is for the so-called freedom to become stronger and stronger, and the other is to be ruthlessly suppressed, covered with thorns, and finally smooth out the water chestnut.
The second type of people is very common and accounts for more than 90 percent.
Is he so relieved of himself, Xia Xue's cold face suddenly bloomed with a smile.
At this moment, the flowers are blooming, and the boundless cold is also blowing away a lot at this moment.
In fact, how could she know that Guo Ming had already placed a ban around him when he was asleep, supervising the other party's every move, and if the other party had any misdeeds to him, Guo Ming would leave at any time.
What's more important is that one of Guo Ming's palms covers the earth, absorbing the earth's leylines continuously.
Don't worry about the joke, for the strange woman of the twelfth phoenix list, Guo Ming has to rest assured that she is not a mother.
"Where are we going" Guo Ming sat on top of the clouds, looked at Xia Xue standing next to him, and said with a smile.
"Heavenly Sword Pavilion."
Xia Xue said lightly, her tone was as cold as ever, Guo Ming had long been used to this.
But he wasn't dissatisfied, knowing that she hadn't spoken to him at all before.
Guo Ming's face changed and he became silent.
Heavenly Sword Pavilion, one of the great forces of the Blue Eye Clan, has existed since ancient times.
There are powerful people there, and to be honest, Guo Ming really doesn't want to go to that kind of place now.
"What, you have a grudge against the Heavenly Sword Pavilion" Xia Xue asked calmly.
"No, it's just that I see that your swordsmanship is superb, and the Heavenly Sword Pavilion should have something to do with you" Guo Ming reorganized his mood, although he lost the support of Zuo Ci Pill, he was confident that as long as the emperor-level upper-level powerhouse did not check it personally, he would not be able to see his disguise.
Xia Xue glanced at him in surprise, nodded and said, "There is a Heavenly Sword in the south, and there are demon soldiers in the north, I am a disciple of the Demon Soldier Sect, and I came here to withdraw from the marriage this time." ” Guo Ming was not surprised that the other party had the figure of the Demon Soldier Gate, after all, most of the geniuses of Tianzong were still from the family, and the scattered cultivation could not be compared with them in terms of financial or material resources.
"You are the only one who comes to the marriage, and the elders in your sect are really quite relieved."
Guo Ming laughed.
Xia Xue's face also flashed with anger, and she said coldly: "I am in charge of my fate, I can't let them dictate, I know they want to see my jokes, but I really quit this marriage." ” Guo Ming glanced at her appreciatively, and Guo Ming still admired the first person who dared to eat crabs.
Especially in the era of male superiority and inferiority of women, the fact that a woman can make such a feat as retiring from marriage shows that she is not simple.
Perhaps the previous topic was relatively heavy, and the two never spoke a word along the way.
The two of them stopped and went, flying during the day and finding a random place to rest at night.
It's just that what Xia Xue didn't know was that the two of them walked a route of death.
By the time the two of them left, the place where they lived had withered rapidly within two days, and it was not until a hundred years later that they recovered.
Half a month later, the two came to a prosperous city.
"This is the gate of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, let's go in and buy something."
The rain said indifferently.
Hearing this, Guo Ming nodded lightly, but Guo Ming's face suddenly became gloomy, and he was a little scary.
There were three corpses hanging from the high tower, all of them with bodies, covered with blood, but they had dried up, bloodstained, and the bones were tight, and some maggots kept crawling all over their bodies, but they still had a glimmer of life.
Black hair and black eyes, how can Guo Ming forget that it is the continuation of the bloodline, that is the mark of the soul.
Guo Ming's fists were clenched tightly, and crazy killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he was forcibly patient, he understood that the other party was demonstrating, and wanted to lure out other spies.
Of course, it is also possible to increase the hatred of the Terrans.
Heavenly Sword Pavilion, I remember you.
"What's wrong with you, I see that something is wrong with you," Xia Xue asked.
"I'm fine."
Guo Ming raised his feet and went first.
Entering the city, Guo Ming really felt the prosperity in it, and it was not weak compared to the city of the human race, and the streets in two rows were full of stalls, shouting constantly.
Rows of armored soldiers were dressed, and their swords were straddled around their waists, and the cold was overwhelming.
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"Where are we going?"
asked Guo Ming.
"What's wrong with you," Xia Xue asked with some concern.
"This has nothing to do with you," Guo Ming sneered, "If I didn't guess wrong, I'm still your prisoner" Guo Ming said such words completely casually, it was no one else who hurt the human race, it was the blue-eyed clan, the feud of the human race.
It's hard to forgive you for forgetting your mission and almost not becoming friends with each other.
In any case, the position of the two cannot be changed.
"You" Xia Xue categorically couldn't imagine that Guo Ming would say such mean words, although Guo Ming was forcibly brought by her in the name, but she had never treated Guo Ming as a slave.
He asked him so much about it, and he blamed himself.
Xia Xue is an arrogant lord, and being close to Guo Ming is just because he doesn't think he hates it.
If you want to say you like it, it's still far from it.
If you give me three points of thin noodles, I will leave you five points.
It's a pity that the other party didn't leave a point for himself.
"Now you can get out."
Xia Xue said expressionlessly.
Guo Ming was in an irritable mood, where could he take care of anything, and left resolutely, without even saying a word of parting.
"Is friendship so fragile, can couples who are so fond of each other also be able to part like this in the future?
It's all just a vain. ” Turning to look at his figure, Xia Xue sighed softly, "Just treat him as a passerby in my life." ” "May I ask if you are Miss Xia Xue," a middle-aged scribe asked softly with a folding fan in his hand.
"I am."
Xia Xue said coldly, but secretly said in her heart: "The Heavenly Sword Gate came so fast. ” "That friend of yours has a lot of personality, but he still doesn't understand what will happen if he offends my Heavenly Sword Sect" The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, and there was a faint killing intent in his eyes
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