As soon as the old man died, the people of the Gongzhu family began to compete for the position of the head of the family, and whoever didn't want to be the big old man above the ten thousand people could have whatever he wanted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But there is only one path in front of them, to control Gong Zhu Sheng and become his guardian. The Void Bamboo Sword agrees with Gong Zhu Sheng, and it is difficult for other people to become its holders, and it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

"It doesn't matter if it's cold in high places, there will be friends to warm me. The problem is that the bamboo sword is not handled properly, and the fate of the old man is my fate. Gong Zhusheng's uncle glanced at his father, the old man who was pierced through the head by the Void Bamboo Sword, "Poor old thing, the sword you have asked for all your life, you will not get what you want until you die." The man who loves the sword is buried under the blade, and he is lucky. Gong Zhusheng's uncle sympathized. The old man's death didn't touch him too much, everyone dies, and the uncle feels that his father died too late, and he should have moved his position a long time ago, obviously blocking the avenue of others.

Gong Zhu Sheng's uncle also said "Gong Zhu Yue", this person is ambitious and talented, and he is the kind of old man who has a high heart but does not have much ability. It's just that this person was born in a public bamboo shoot family, and he is still the youngest son of the head of the family, so his self-confidence will expand again and again, and the unbreakable one is rare in ancient and modern times, and it will not be a bamboo shoot Yue anyway.

Gong Zhuyue pressed his hands on his nephew's shoulders, and he was in a good mood, and it was not the living person he was holding down, but the Armstrong Boom "Xiao Shengsheng, uncle won't hurt you. Gong Zhuyue said.

Gong Zhusheng listened to it as if he was deaf, and a pair of clear eyes swept the audience, and no one could enter his eyes. "This group of poor Ji Lao, they don't care about my life or death, the one who is feared, the sword of the void bamboo. Thinking of this, Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng clenched the nine bamboos. A strange feeling rose in his heart, "Why do I hold a sword and kill all the Ji Lao present." Gong Zhusheng's eyes suddenly lit up, brighter than the stars of the Nine Heavens.

It's not childlike, it's a real idea. Gong Zhusheng's face was sickly white, and his heart was filled with joy. The thought of confirming his thoughts became stronger and stronger, "I'm not the old man, I'm not the old man!" But the old people are afraid of me, they are afraid of the false bamboo sword in my hand. What, they are obviously nine-knotted bamboo, and they have no weight to speak of, so why are they afraid of it. In that case, I'll let them go beyond Tuo from fear. ”

Gong Zhu Sheng crooked his neck and glanced at Gong Zhu Yue's left hand on his shoulder, "Except for your hands, you are useless for nothing, uncle." Gong Zhu Shengxin said. Brush, Gong Zhu Sheng separated a wisp of divine sense, settled in the third section of the nine bamboos, with a trembling sound, the bamboo jumped out, like a silver fish jumping out of the water, nailed towards the left hand of Gong Zhu Yue.

Everything happened too fast, and Ji Lao, including Gong Sunyue, didn't react.

As if melted, Gong Sunyue's left hand melted the flesh of the bones at a speed that was difficult for the human eye to capture, and the phalanges were charred black.

The mutation was steep, Gong Zhuyue didn't have time to scream, the person had fainted, and with a bang, he fell backwards, knocked his head on the floor, smashed a pit, and the blood flowed profusely. But no one pays attention to his life and death, and if he doesn't die at this time, he will be eliminated by someone who cares.

Gong Zhu Sheng smiled.

He saw fear in the eyes of the people, just as they looked at the old man in life with trepidation.

Huh, huh, huh, the remaining eight sections of bamboo jumped up, and the previous section of bamboo merged, they surrounded the bamboo shoots, slowly swirled, booming, the sword roared, the nine sections of bamboo suddenly turned into nine swords, each sword color is different. Ambilight, wandering, Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng stretched out his hand to touch those swords.

With a snort, the back of his hand was cut, and blood burst out and was thrown upwards.

"Well, that's how it should be. Void bamboo sword, kill the bamboo shoot child!"

"Hahaha, Gong Zhusheng has not been recognized by the Void Bamboo Sword, he is just bluffing. ”

"He is young, and his heart can be punished. ”

"Look, the back of his hand is bleeding faster and faster. ”

"Maybe he would have bled to his death without us doing anything. ”

The elders of the Gongzhu family had strange thoughts, and they did not hide the jealousy and pleasure in their eyes, and the moment their eyes met, they knew each other's thoughts.

However, they were soon disappointed.

Disappointment is followed by despair.

The back of Gong Zhusheng's hand no longer bleeds, and the nine swords splashed through his blood, and the cold light danced, which was extremely magnificent. Smack, Gong Zhu Sheng grabbed one of the long swords, and the sword actually became smaller, just right for Gong Zhu Sheng. The remaining eight swords turned in unison, with the hilt facing backwards and the tip of the sword facing forward, aimed at the elders present. With a single order, they will spin out and cut off Qunji's head.

"Stop it. ”

A timid call summoned Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng back to reality. Following the voice, Gong Zhu Sheng looked at the south side of the hall, where stood a pretty old man, he was the same age as Gong Zhu Sheng, and the two could also be said to be childhood sweethearts. However, the bamboo shoots are not Gao Ji, and his green plum is also very distressed.

"It's you, male marten. Why did you stop me? Gong Zhusheng asked with a smile.

Although he was laughing, in the eyes of Gong Zhu Mink, he was clearly in ecstasy, "Gong Zhu Sheng shouldn't pick up the Void Bamboo Sword, he will be eaten by the sword, and eventually return to nothingness." "The male mink doesn't want to lose his only friend. He and Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng are green plums, closer than siblings.

But no matter how close the relationship is, it is not the little sword that Gong Zhu Sheng holds.

The moment the Void Bamboo Sword chose its owner, Gong Zhusheng's life had deviated from its original trajectory. He will get to that point, even he himself does not know. The only thing he knew was that the old man of the Gong Bamboo family was afraid of him, and that was enough.

"Come here. Ermine!" the father of the male mink hurriedly called. He let his son play with Gong Zhusheng, but he didn't have a good heart. Now the situation is different, and he is worried that Gong Zhusheng will be bad for his son.

"No, father!" the sable refused. In his heart, there is still a garden, waiting for Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng to water it with love and love, and bloom one by one. "Gong Zhu must be Gao Ji to win, and I will be his first and last friend. In the process of getting along with Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng, Gong Bamboo Shoot Mink has long been deeply rooted in love, and he can't do without his green plum.

Refusing his father, the male bamboo mink walked towards the male bamboo shoot. He will always love him with his friends, and the two will climb the Broken (Silenced) Mountain. Maybe one day, Gong Zhusheng ascended to the throne of the head of the family, "I am his wife." "The male mink made plans for their future and betrayed his father for it. Family affection is nothing in front of the basic feelings, and it is dispensable for the male bamboo shoot mink.

Tread, tread, tread.

The male bamboo shoot mink walked towards the male bamboo shoot. His steps are resolute, his eyes are like water, and his emotions are surging. However,

"Die, you fool. ”

Gong Zhusheng said coldly.

With a snort, the small sword in his hand burst out with a wisp of sword, and suddenly swirled, turning around the neck of the male bamboo shoot mink. "Ah!" cried the male marten like an idiot. Reluctant to believe what has happened.

Poof, poof! The sable's neck was bleeding outward, and a handsome head spun out and flew towards his father. His father was so grief-stricken that he couldn't speak, and although he hugged the head of the male bamboo shoot, he couldn't bear to look at it.

Brush.

Gong Zhu Sheng stepped out and came to the headless body of Gong Zhu Mink, "You always instill in me the useless knowledge of Ji Lao, I want to kill you for a day or two, but you are still so naïve." Forget it, you don't understand my mind, and you will never understand. ”

When the words fell, Gong Zhusheng raised the small sword, brushed the brush, and the eight long swords suddenly slashed down, filling the room with color, like a neon bursting out. But the body of the male bamboo shoot mink turned into thousands of pieces and threw them to the ground. And Gong Zhusheng was in the blood mist, his expression was indifferent, he had killed people other than himself on the spot, and he could kill them at any time.

"You little animal, give me back your hand!" Gong Zhuyue woke up at some point and grabbed his nephew's ankle with his only remaining hand.

Gong Zhusheng couldn't help but sneer.

When is it, why can't you recognize the reality clearly, you have lived for so long, and you should die.

Call. Gong Zhu Sheng flicked his fingers, and a sword light slashed away, cutting diagonally towards Gong Zhu Yue's shoulder. Poof! blood spilled out, "Ah!" the male bamboo shoot screamed. Half of his shoulders were gone.

"Your screams aren't bad enough. Gong Zhusheng said angrily.

"Those who are about to die do not know how to please me. "Gong Zhu Sheng. He turned around and faced Gong Zhuyue. "Uncle, my dear uncle. Eat my virtual bamboo sword. ”

Gong Zhusheng handed over the short sword in his hand, and the sword suddenly converged and returned to the sword body. The shaky short sword passed through Gong Zhuyue's mouth and burst out from the back of his head. At this time, Gong Zhuyue was completely quiet and fell headlong.

Gong Zhusheng glanced at his uncle with pity, and with a random move of his right hand, he grabbed a sword again, this sword was black, "You stained my short sword." ”

brushed, the bamboo shoots won a sword and slashed out, and the head of his uncle was removed. But what rushed out of the broken neck was not blood, but black ash. A black flame burned in the sea of life, steaming his fountain of life, boiling the seawater, and burning his entrails to slag.

"It's a good sword. "Gong Zhu wins.

The huge room, no one squeaked except him. Previously, Ji Lao, who shouted the most, was the quietest. It's not that they're scared, but they don't want to be the old people who are looking for death. Whoever wants to die, just step forward. Those old men with empty eyelashes would joke with their lives.

There was a man who was embarrassed, rather embarrassed, because he sat on the throne of the head of the house, albeit temporarily. This highly respected old man is not standing up, nor is he sitting down. Like a sheep's horn against the domain, it is in a dilemma. "Don't look at me, don't look at me. The temporary head of the house said secretly.

But it backfired, and Gong Zhusheng turned his neck and looked at Ji Lao on the throne with contempt. "Can you sit safely?" said Gong Sheng with a smile.

Bang!

The eight swords trembled at the same time, and the sword burst into flames, like the sea boiling. The whole hall collapsed, rocks fell, and sawdust fluttered. There are also unfortunate Ji Lao who were involved in it and became unjust souls.

"You!" the old man on the throne stood up. He pointed at Gong Zhusheng, but he hadn't thought about what to say. It is necessary not to stimulate him, but also to show his majesty.

"Sit down for me. ”

Gong Zhusheng's right arm danced, and with a bang, two swords flew out, nailing the standing Ji Lao to the throne, making it difficult for him to stand up again, unless he didn't want his legs.

The elder who was nailed to his seat was in pain, and he couldn't help but cry out: "Evil obstacle, you evil obstacle, do you know what you are doing?" ”

Gong Zhusheng didn't answer, but walked forward with a long sword. He was slow, out of admiration for the fact that he was nailed to the throne. "I don't know. Gong Zhu Sheng said leisurely.

His left hand flipped upward, a cloud of sword light swung out, brushed, and two more swords spun out, popping twice, and the shoulders of Ji Lao on the throne were pierced, and he had to raise his head and look directly at Gong Zhusheng.

"Bluff, well, you go ahead. "Gong Zhu wins.

There are a total of nine swords in the Void Bamboo Sword, and Gong Bamboo Shoot Sheng only used four of them, and there are still five swords that are not used. "It's also good to admire your withered face a little longer. Gong Zhusheng approached again, only two feet away from the throne of the head of the family. And the throne rests on the ruins, dazzling, ironic and dignified.

Ji Lao in the seat was about to scold, "Shhh Gong Zhu Sheng put his finger to his mouth, "Think about it, otherwise you will have to eat the Void Bamboo Sword." ”

“――”

"Look, I knew you were a reasonable old man. Unlike the dead on the earth, they don't know how they died. ”

Teng!

Gong Bamboo Shoot took a few steps and came to the throne. In addition to the sword in his hand, the other four long swords followed, hanging above the throne, ready to stab at any time, chopping the Ji Lao on the seat into minced flesh.

"Are you happy? Gong Zhusheng asked. "Tell me how you feel right now. ”

"I ......"

"Just say it. I won't do anything to you. You know, I'm not a ki-lao. ”

"I'm scared!"

"Oops, who told you the truth!"

Gong Zhu Sheng said angrily. Brush, he swung his sword, and with a pop, the arm of the old man on the throne flew out. The bleeding did not stop.

"You!"

"Good, that's the expression. ”

Smack, smack. Gong Zhusheng slapped Ji Lao's cheek with the blade of his sword, and his hand was not heavy, but he also slapped his teeth out.

"I admit that you are the next head of the Gong Bamboo family. "Gong Zhu wins. "Happy?"

"Ah, I ......"

"You'll talk about it later. ”

Smack! Gong Bamboo Shoot won a sword, and half of Ji Lao's face on the throne was rotten.

"By the way, you all come here. ”

Gong Zhu Sheng beckoned with his left hand, he was summoning the surviving Ji Lao, "I count to three, who doesn't come, Gong Zhu Yue is his end!"

Hulala, Qunji rushed over, gathered around Gong Zhusheng, but they didn't dare to get too close, the little devil in front of them was too terrifying, God knows what he would do in the next moment.

"Come on, come on, you all come to pay homage to the next patriarch of the Gongzhu family. Gong Zhusheng said seriously. After saying that, he actually knelt down and bowed sincerely to the old man on the throne.

The elders at the scene looked at each other, not knowing what to do. The scene that happened in front of them was too weird, to worship or not to worship? The vast majority of people were not sure of the idea of winning the bamboo shoots.

"I say, why are you disrespectful to the patriarch?" said Gong Zhu Sheng.

Plopped, one by one Ji Lao fell to his knees, they were shocked by Gong Zhusheng, and they had to listen to him.

Only then was he satisfied, and he knelt on his knees, and propped himself on the ground with his sword. "Do you feel happy. Gong Zhusheng asked again.

"I want to kill you!" Ji Lao, who was on the throne, spat out a mouthful of filthy blood and sprinkled it on Gong Zhusheng's face.

"You're telling the truth again. Gong Zhusheng still knelt on the ground, but the long sword in his hand shone brightly, clicking, and the ground cracked, making it difficult to withstand the sword might.

"Don't you know how to be false and wrong? ”

Gong Zhu Sheng stood up and pointed his sword at Ji Lao on the throne, "You have made too many mistakes, as a family head is not qualified, regret, you have made our Gong Zhu family's Ji Lao shame." Whoever goes, you go and drive him off the throne and sit on it yourself. Gong Zhusheng randomly ordered someone and asked him to carry out his orders.

The old man who was pointed out was like the end of the world, his eyes were black, and he fainted. He didn't want to be pinned to his seat with a sword.