"The world is so big, where can we live?" The gray haired old man said pathetically.
"Oh?" Gu Fenghua looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly felt a little familiar.
"It's you!" Soon she remembered who the man was.
Zong Zhengming Yang, the old man who is as miserable as a beggar, is Zong Zhengming Yang, the elder martial brother of Yu xuanyang, the leader of star city.
In order to protect the star city and protect the people in the city, the disciples of the star city follow the instructions of their ancestors and maintain the city protection array. Therefore, the accomplishments of the disciples, including the city leader, are not too high.
Zong zhengmingyang, relying on his extraordinary talent, refused to damage his accomplishments like his predecessors, so he betrayed the star city.
When Gu Fenghua and others went to Guanxing City, they happened to meet Zong zhengmingyang, who bribed the traitor to seize the position of city leader. It was with their help that Yu xuanyang smashed Zongzheng Mingyang's plot and drove him out of the star city again.
Although Zong zhengmingyang was seriously injured at that time, Gu Fenghua did not expect that he would be so down.
"Run around, and it's in your hands at last. Do it!" Zong Zhengming Yang obviously recognized Gu Fenghua, raised his head and said with a sad face.
"Why did you come to the netherworld sand sea?" Gu Fenghua did not move, just strange said.
Although Zong Zhengming Yang was willing to destroy the foundation of the star city for tens of thousands of years in order to improve her cultivation, and gave up the Li people who had been guarded by her predecessors for generations, it was not only against the precepts of the Star City, but also completely inconsistent with her beliefs. But in Gu Fenghua's view, this is just a dispute of ideas, not a big evil.
In fact, even Zhong Lingxiu, a disciple of the emperor, once regarded the weak as mole ants, and it was impossible for ordinary people to give up their own way of being strong, let alone others.
Miss Gu has never regarded herself as a saint, so she has no idea of putting Zong Zhengming yang to death.
"Do you think Yu xuanyang will give us a chance to live? Even if we escape to Luoxing gorge, there is no place for us. Where else can we hide except the netherworld sand sea?" Zong zhengmingyang said with a miserable smile.
Gu Fenghua knew that he underestimated Yu xuanyang. I know the reason why the spring wind blows and grows again. How can the Lord of the city not understand it.
Presumably, when he left the Star City, Yu xuanyang had already sent people to hunt Zong zhengmingyang.
Zong Zhengming Yang and others are seriously injured, and their accomplishments are greatly damaged. They have no place to live except in the netherworld sand sea.
"Just go. Now the border of purple heaven prison is broken one after another, and the limitless holy heaven is in danger. The Lord of the rest of the city should not care about you. " Gu Fenghua waved his hand and said.
"You don't kill us?" Zong Zhengming Yang looks at Gu Fenghua in surprise.
"Is that necessary?" Gu Fenghua glanced at him and said haughtily.
Not to mention that the cultivation of emperor Mingyang has fallen to the level of emperor Shengyi. Even if he recovers his cultivation, she doesn't pay attention to it at all. So why do you do so much.
Although she didn't say anything more, Zong zhengmingyang could easily guess what she thought from her disdainful tone and proud look. Her old face full of dust was hot.
Ants! He understood that in Gu Fenghua's eyes, he was no different from a mole ant. He didn't even have the interest to step on one foot.
Once upon a time, he also regarded the world as a mole ant, and felt that it was natural for him to kill anything. Now, when he became a mole ant in other people's eyes, he knew what a shame this feeling was.
Wrong, the former self, really wrong! Zong Zhengming Yang lowered his head in shame.