Chapter 1192 The Star of Misfortune

Gu Changde looked at the child who was still unconscious and was silent for a while before saying:

"There's nothing wrong with taking the path of killing, as long as you don't lose your true heart."

Hearing what he said, Gu Changqing raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Do you want to adopt him? Or take him as a disciple?"

Gu Changde scratched his head,

"It can be considered an adoption. It is not uncommon for families to adopt people with a foreign surname;

But if he really entered the Tao through killing, it would be safer to keep him by your side.

Anyway, we have a lot of time now. "

Encountering a piece of beautiful jade is a joyful thing, but it is undoubtedly a pity if a beautiful jade talent goes astray due to insufficient education and discipline.

Gu Changqing's mouth twitched:

"us?"

"yes!"

Gu Changde nodded naturally.

When Gu Changqing was about to say something else, the child lying on the bed suddenly clenched his hands, opened his eyes and sat up in an instant.

After he opened his eyes, confusion flashed across his eyes, and he hunched over tightly and looked at Gu Changde who was sitting beside the bed warily.

Gu Changqing, who was standing by the window, frowned. He actually felt murderous intent in this child.

Gu Changde is also a man who has experienced many battles, so he naturally sensed the murderous intention of this child, but now the child in front of him is just a monk in the early stage of Qi refining with only a trace of spiritual power in his body. An ant is no different and poses no threat at all.

In addition, he didn't know what the child had experienced before, so Gu Changde didn't take his murderous intention and vigilance to heart at the moment.

If I had known earlier, I would have done a soul search just now.

What a mistake.

Gu Changde thought so, looked at the child who was as tight as a bow in front of him, smiled friendly, and asked:

"You finally woke up? How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?

Don't be afraid, we are not bad people. "

Gu Changde said gently.

What he spoke was naturally the language of the Shura world, and the child in front of him could understand it.

Seeing the stranger in front of him say, "We are not bad people," the child noticed that there was actually someone standing by the window in the room. His pupils suddenly dilated and he looked at Gu Changqing who was standing by the window. His body became even more tense, and his eyes Look quietly at the door.

With the growth of his cultivation, Gu Changqing's sword intention has already been able to contain his edge. Now, if he doesn't want to, it would be difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators to detect his aura.

Gu Changqing's eyes shifted to the child, and then away. He looked at the corpses of demons and humans in the rain outside the window, and asked:

"You killed all those demons outside?"

There were not many signs of struggle on the corpses of these villagers. They seemed to have been killed before they could resist. On the contrary, the child had many scars on his body;

The wounds on the corpses of these demons were very tender. It seemed that the people who killed these demons had no killing experience, which was something to be gratified about.

Hearing Gu Changqing's question, the child was stunned for a moment, and the murderous intent in his body and the vigilance in his eyes faded a bit. When Gu Changde saw this, his thoughts moved and he said:

"Well done, very impressive."

After hearing this, the child finally relaxed his guard and sat down on the bed as if he was exhausted.

Gu Changde looked at him and introduced himself:

“My surname is Gu, he is my ninth brother;

Can you tell me your name? "

The child looked at Gu Changde, who had a gentle face, and then at Gu Changqing's side face by the window. After a moment of silence, he finally opened his mouth and said the first sentence:

"I don't have a name, they call me Sangmenxing."

Gu Changde's expression condensed and he took a breath, thinking that this title contained a lot of information. He blinked and said:

"You still avenged them, didn't you?"

I don't know what he thought of, but the child suddenly had murderous intention again, and said angrily:

"I want to live."

Gu Changde smiled and nodded. He looked at the child. Just when he was about to say something, a sound of "Gulu~" suddenly came over him.

Suddenly, the child's face turned red.

Gu Changqing smiled. The immortal cultivator in the qi refining stage has not yet been able to live without food. Looking at the condition of this village and this child, he has not eaten for at least a day.

Children are prone to hunger, and it is unbearable to miss a meal, let alone go hungry for a whole day.

Here, the child was paralyzing his face, and he heard Gu Changde say:

"I happen to be a little hungry too, bring out some food!"

Gu Changqing glanced at the scene outside the window, noncommittal, but did not move at all. He looked around, and finally accepted his fate and took out the table, chairs and some eating materials from the storage bracelet.

Gu Changde also took out some food from his storage magic weapon, turned to the child and asked,

"What do you like to eat?"

The child's eyes widened when he saw how Gu Changqing and Gu Changde could conjure so many things out of thin air. Hearing Gu Changde's question, he subconsciously said:

"Sheep fish."

Gu Changde scratched his head and thought that this sheep fish should be a product of this island, right?

Then he looked at the things on the table and saw that there were no fish. Then he heard Gu Changqing say:

"It's too much, he can't eat it.

I went outside to see if there was anything to eat. "

With that he left the house.

After Gu Changqing left, the child relaxed a lot. Gu Changde called him over and sat next to him, saying:

"Sit here for a while and wait for your Majesty to come back;

Do you still have any relatives around now? "

The child shook his head numbly.

Gu Changde thought so too. Looking at the child's condition, he didn't look like someone was taking care of him. He looked as thin as a stick.

"Then are you willing to go with us?"