What should I do if the cub I raised is spoiled? [MTL]

Ch 37

Chapter 37

 Gu Tang, who was accusing the cub in front of the screen, was slightly stunned, she saw that the resentment on the other side had dissipated, and the monk who was falling all over the place, subconsciously urged: "The cub quickly absorb the demonic qi, they will be in trouble when they wake up." 

Diverting the topic too bluntly only made Ji Jiujue's long eyelashes droop, and the corners of his lips smiled softly.

She didn't want her name to be known.

A golden frame popped up from the screen –

"Okay. "

The curious cub who was meditating on the ground was finally able to cultivate in peace.

After observing back and forth, he found that there was no black gas coming out of the cub's body, so Gu Tang withdrew his gaze from staring at the group of unconscious monks, pulled the screen around, and looked at the cub up close in all directions without dead ends.

Very real beauty.

The modeling is as detailed as a real person.

If it weren't for the cub being a game character, Gu Tang would have thought that he was a big star in making games and adapting film and television dramas, of course, this appearance is unimaginable beauty in reality.

Sure enough, this game is too well done.

The moment the cub asked his name, Gu Tang's immersed consciousness seemed to be instantly withdrawn from the game, and he felt a little strange in hindsight, but ...... It's not that strange.

Who's going to ask the player's name?

However, substituting his own cub, Gu Tang accepted it well.

Just talking to the game cub or something......

Feeling embarrassed?

Gu Tang took a bite of dried strawberries, and suddenly frowned slightly, and the key elements were perceived.

No, why did the cub ask her name?

I hadn't asked before.

Wait, knowing the name, do you want to be the same as her?

She's dammy!

The identity of the sister who took out!

This scheming bad!

Gu Tang made up his mind never to tell the cub.

[I will never tell the cub that my name is Gu Tang! I'm going to be the cub's grandma and sister! Ji

Jiujue almost coughed and laughed.

That's great.

He already knew.

The Dawn Sword Spirit used its own bones and blood to cleanse the Dawn Sword that had been impregnated with demonic energy, and exchanged it for the original pure and unsullied Sword of Zhenzong.

The thick black resentment dissipated due to the sacrifice of the sword spirit, and the entire western suburbs of the mountain range seemed to see light again. The daylight was bright, and the beams of light that fell obliquely could easily pierce the cold place.

The frost and snow that had condensed on the branches began to show some traces of melting.

From afar, you can clearly see the end of the mountains, and there is no longer any obscurity.

The dark golden sword was deeply rooted in the soil, still acting as a substitute for the yang veins and suppressing the yin qi.

The disciples lying on the ground woke up one after another, and Ji Jiujue, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, frowned slightly, and his eyelids trembled, before he opened his eyes sleepily.

Jiang Zhu reacted the fastest, he stood up vigilantly, and at a glance he saw the Yao Sun Sword not far away.

The eyes of the other disciples also fell on the Yao Sun Sword. There are no waves on the surface, but in fact, the thoughts are different.

There was no movement for the time being.

Jiang stopped observing quietly, and when he saw the light in Lu Ling's eyes, he suddenly sighed and said, "This is my Fuxi Sect's Zhenzong Yaori Sword, which is used by my ancestors to replace the Yang veins of Taiyin City. I know that the junior brothers and sisters are eager to bring the Yao Sun Sword back to the sect, but they can't waste the lives of the people of Taiyin City.

Liu Qianqian bowed: "Senior Brother Jiang is right.

Chu Yue naturally followed his sweetheart and said loudly: "With the sword of my Fuxi Sect Zhenzong, it is indeed the luck of my Fuxi Sect to exchange the lives of the people of Taiyin City."

Zhao Ying nodded silently.

Ji Jiujue also nodded perfunctorily.

On the other side, Qin Xuan, who was the most seriously injured, is still unconscious.

Jiang Zhu saw his own strength clearly, and then looked at Lu Ling who suddenly sneered, even if there was one person hiding behind him, but there were only two people on the other side, he was not afraid.

"Senior Sister Liu, Senior Brother Ji, please set up a formation here to protect my Yaosun Sword. Jiang Zhu sincerely requested.

I don't know who this is guarding against.

Lu Ling was angry and angry.

She was impressed by this Yaosun Sword, but if Jiang stopped talking, she would not fight anymore.

The more Lu Ling thought about it, the more angry he became, and asked in a loud voice: "Jiang Zhu, I, Lu Ling, am you such a person?"

Jiang stopped lowering his eyes: "I'm sorry."

Lu Ling was so angry that he shook his sleeves and left.

Gu Tang looked at the smile on Liu Qianqian's face that couldn't be hidden, and Chu Yue's strong fighting spirit, but he couldn't hide his lonely appearance, he just wanted to unpack the melon seeds and start eating.

Shura Field! Pull the head flower!

She loves to watch! Come more!

"Shura Field" and "Pulling Flowers" are high-frequency words in Gu Tang's heart, Ji Jiujue's dark pupils turned slightly, and he couldn't see the person or scene that could be related to these two words.

At Jiang Zhu's request, Ji Jiujue and Liu Qianqian discussed the best defensive formation, and then gathered everyone's strength to protect the Yao Sun Sword.

At the moment when the formation was formed, the protective formation of the entire Taiyin City, that is, the formation after the transformation of the sword spirit, was slowly disappearing.

It was as if the crowd had been suddenly pulled backwards with great force.

In the blink of an eye, it is convenient to disappear in the forest in the western suburbs.

Losing the city protection formation, the entire Taiyin City was still like a black giant beast, standing quietly between the peculiar terrain.

The walls are majestic, and the bright red banners are hunting, but no one guards them.

The city is lonely, and the streets are deserted. The streets had not been swept for a long time, and the dead leaves had fallen all over the ground, and they were raised by the wind in curls.

There were all kinds of businesses on the streets, some of which had wide open doors but no one was visible, and some of which had closed doors and had rusted locks.

The disciples of the Fuxi Sect who had stayed at the inn also woke up one after another.

Although Ji Jiujue had been prepared, when he returned to consciousness, he still couldn't help but wake up lying on the dusty bed.

Jiang Zhu was even worse than him.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, a layer of dust fell on the whole person.

As soon as he woke up, he didn't have Ji Jiujue's foresight, so he inhaled sharply, and immediately choked a lotGray mouth, coughing non-stop.

Ji Jiujue got up calmly.

Jiang stopped coughing for a long time, gasping and just about to speak, he inhaled a mouthful of ash again.

After doing this three times, Jiang Zhu finally learned to cover his mouth and nose, and spoke in a sullen voice: "Senior Brother Ji, please open the window."

Ji Jiujue shook his head lightly, and he also covered his mouth and nose: "Dirty, it's better for you to go."

Jiang Zhu was rarely rejected by his junior brothers and sisters, he paused for two breaths, and saw that Ji Jiujue was motionless, and finally resigned himself to covering his mouth and nose while opening the window.

The defensive formation that everyone had worked together before had drained all the aura in Jiang Zhu's body, and he was a little tired, so he slowly opened the window, for fear that the action would be too big and contaminated with more dust.

Finally opened the window, Jiang Zhu just let go of the hand covering his mouth and nose, and wanted to breathe the fresh air outside the window, when a gust of wind blew in his face, sweeping the dirty dust along the window, and it was raw on Jiang Zhu's face.

It can be described as a cold wind, slapping indiscriminately on the face.

The cub still lowered his head and moved behind Jiang Zhi.

Humanoid Grey Card Get!

The scene was very funny for a while, so that Gu Tang had to pull the screen back and forth, not to miss the male protagonist's black face, and the cub's flexible jiojio.

Jiang stopped in place for a long time.

He silently washed his face with the spiritual spring in the storage bag, and then turned to face the snow-white and immaculate junior brother, and was about to speak, when he covered his mouth and nose again: "Senior Brother Ji, let's go and see the other fellow disciples?"

Ji Jiujue bowed his head slightly.

The two went out one after the other.

Naturally, Jiang stopped taking the lead and struggled with the dust.

Who would have thought that the terrifying aura of the male protagonist would be defeated under the little dust?

Gu Tang was already laughing like crazy.

Jiang Zhu was tossed by the dust and dusty, while wiping his face and neck, in the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, and took a pill to restore his aura, ending his life of fighting with dust for a short time.

The rest of the people also came out of the guest room one after another.

The whole inn was quiet, the railing on the second floor was piled up with black dust, and when he looked down, the door of the house below was wide open, and the young shopkeeper was falling by the door, describing it as withered.

Jiang stopped and flew down as soon as possible.

He walked briskly to the door to check on the shopkeeper.

Fortunately, a life was saved, but only a little flesh and flesh essence was lost. Qi, if you take care of it in the future, you can raise it again.

Suddenly remembering the three fellow disciples in the western suburbs, Jiang Zhu hurriedly raised his head and asked, "Senior Brother Ji, your aura is no longer dissipating?"

Ji Jiujue nodded.

Jiang Zhu was a little relieved, and instructed a few junior brothers and sisters to say a few words, and the rest of the people quickly dispersed, including Qin Xuan, who was injured, and went to investigate the people in the inn.

The sleeping occupants have more or less lost their flesh and flesh. Qi, people who are not in good health, and even die due to the loss of essence and blood.

Leave a white skeleton in vain.

The rest will wake up in a few days.

Ji Jiujue followed everyone, shuttling through the rooms like a swimming fish, and after a while, he suddenly felt that this sword spirit was quite interesting.

He remembered the ending of the plot in the original article, the sword spirit was persuaded by the male and female protagonists, and finally chose to protect the sentient beings in Taiyin City, making up for the happy ending.

Now it seems......

The ending has changed.