"Smart!"

"That silly boy!" The vague impression in Gu Shentong's mind gradually became clear.

He seemed to be able to hear it vaguely. The silly boy smiled at him and asked, "Senior Brother, did I use this trick right?"

Memory is not false!

It just changed the portion size.

In Gu Tailang's memory, of course there is such a fool.

In fact, there are more or less a few such fools in every class, every sect, and every sect.

They are clumsy and simple, and have nothing but kindness.

The only difference is that most of the "fools" are not treated well.

Gu Tailang didn't really care about treating this stupid boy who appeared in his memory at this moment.

He has never been such a gentle person, how could he treat clumsy people with kindness?

Of course, under Ke Xiaoliang's control, the silly boy named "Zhicheng" was greatly increased in his memory and impression of ancient magical powers. The most important thing was that he was associated with the few beautiful memories of ancient magical powers.

After all, sometimes an inadvertent calm afternoon will become a rare sunshine in life in the embellishment of memory.

Human emotions can be manipulated.

There is only a little trick, and it is not as unattainable as imagined.

Gu Shentong is empathizing at this moment. He did not blur the concept between Yang Zhenzhen and Zhicheng, but he has a little more insignificant kindness towards such a clumsy and cute guy.

Of course it's just a little bit quite, quite insignificant.

After all, the ancient magic power is a big devil.

He has never changed this in reality or in the world of Gaowu.

So, don’t expect a little touch to make him give up his nature.

After a few dozen minutes, Yang Zhenzhen finally moved back with the stones placing the stream water.

Somehow her cheeks were swollen, and she was already a pig's head in this world.

Two lines of nosebleed dry under the nose, and the bruises on the forehead and corners of the eyes were like painting oil paint.

At this moment, Yang Zhenzhen was afraid she could already go on stage to perform without makeup.

After carefully placing the stone in front of the ancient magic power, Yang Zhenzhen let out a long breath, and said with her tongue, which was already numb by toxins, and said with her tongue: "Hurry up and confuse the water, the nest is about to leave!"

But Gu Shentong did not really drink water, but rolled his head, turned his face, looked up at Yang Zhenzhen and said, "Go?"

"Did I let you go?"

"I just gave you a chance and you didn't escape. Now you have no chance!"

When Yang Zhenzhen heard this, her fat face froze, and then she knocked on her forehead with her swollen hands like pig's trotters, looking very upset.

"That's right, why don't I run away?" Yang Zhenzhen was anxious and the words in her hometown popped up again.

The straightforward answer made Gu Shentong suddenly forget what he originally planned to continue to say.

Gu Shentong sighed and suddenly felt that perhaps the probability of getting rid of the flying knife seemed to be reduced.

"You first look at the roots of that tree. Usually, this poisonous dragon tree will be accompanied by a yellow-headed bacteria at the root rotting position, which will appear as a double-umbrella. If you pick a flower, just chew it a little bit the size of your fingernail, you can detoxify it." Gu Shentong said to Yang Zhenzhen.

This method of detoxification is that the ancient magic power was originally intended to use to grasp Yang Zhenzhen.

Now that he thought about it carefully, he felt that it might be useless at all. It would be better to detoxify her and let her tongue be straighter repeatedly, so that it would be easier to communicate.

Yang Zhenzhen began to sweep the roots of the tree and dig up.

I quickly found the mushrooms mentioned by Gu Shentong, pulled them up and measured them carefully, and then repeatedly confirmed the size of them to Gu Shentong, and then put them in my mouth and chewed them.

About ten minutes later, the swelling on Yang Zhenzhen's body decreased by half.

At least it can be barely seen that this is a person.

"What sect do you belong to?"

"Have you learned martial arts?" Gu Shentong asked Yang Zhenzhen.

I am not asking for it to be mentioned in a panic, and the ancient magical powers are sure. As long as the relationship is familiar, it should not be difficult for her to help get a knife.

"I am... wrong! I have no school and have never learned martial arts." Yang Zhenzhen shook her head and said, but the four big words "I'm lying" were written on her face.

After all, when she said this, her eyes were swaying and her hands were tugging, which really made her feel guilty.

"It doesn't matter if I haven't learned it, it doesn't matter if I haven't learned it... I have a Nine Changes of Ice Silkworms. After learning it, not only does it have the magical powers of the world, but it also has a strong vitality. No one can kill you at all. If you help me, I plan to teach you." Gu Shentong said.

Yang Zhenzhen stared at the ancient magic power, and felt uncomfortable when she saw it. Then she sighed: "I... I'd better not learn it anymore! I don't want to be alive after only one head left, and even drink a sip of water, I have to help me. I'd better learn some martial arts that will kill me if I'm killed!"

Gu Shentong looked at Yang Zhenzhen with an expressionless face.

Then he said with a tense face: "Do you think you are funny?"

"I tell you, I became like this, not because I practiced the Nine Changes of Ice Silkworms."

Yang Zhenzhen said with a rare cleverness: "You have become like this and you haven't practiced... That's not as good as you said, so I don't want it."

Gu Shentong bit his back teeth and felt that there was more white hair on his head.

After practicing the Nine Changes of the Ice Silkworm, it is best to have a physical body that has been revived once or twice. For ancient magical powers, it is the best "body".

The ancient supernatural power was originally planned to wait until Yang Zhenzhen took off the flying knife from her head, and then he snatched his body, just like concocting He Yandong, and then concocting Yang Zhenzhen.

Unexpectedly, this plan encountered a major setback at the beginning.

"You don't learn! I just want to teach!"

After saying that, Gu Shentong hit Yang Zhenzhen with one head.

A swirl in the air hit the back of Yang Zhenzhen's head and tapped Yang Zhenzhen's Fengfu acupoint.

Yang Zhenzhen was completely fixed.

The ancient magic power began to recite the formulas of the Nine Changes of the Ice Silkworms by Yang Zhenzhen's side.

Once, twice, three times... ten times.

Ten times later, Gu Shentong asked Yang Zhenzhen proudly: "How is it? Have you remembered it?"

The magical magical methods and ancient magical powers feel that no one can resist its temptation.

Besides, he recited it ten times in person. Even no matter how stupid a person is, he should remember it...

A meticulous snoring sound came from my side.

Gu Shentong looked up and saw that, sure enough, Yang Zhenzhen fell asleep!

Ke Xiaoliang, who was separated by the world, showed a smile that he understood.

Even the salted fish that he can't do anything about, how could he easily "defeat" with just an ancient magical power?

"I...I'm going to be angry!"

"I want to kill this fat girl who is not motivated!" Gu Shentong's eyes were filled with anger, but the pain on his forehead made him awake.

Not far away, there seemed to be a intensive sound of footsteps.

Gu Shentong's eyes changed, and he hit the head hammer, unbuttoned Yang Zhenzhen's acupoints, then bit Yang Zhenzhen's collar with his mouth and flew quickly into the depths of the mountains and forests.
Chapter completed!