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Chapter 952: Shock

The mind collapse itself is not harmful and will not cause any harm. It is just like the mind being frightened. It will not be able to recover for a while, and during this period, the mind, consciousness, and consciousness are all affected. It is very fragile. If you use your spiritual power and perform magical powers at this time, you are in danger of going crazy, and if you do not do well, you will be counterattacked.

There was silence at the moment in the magnificent and luxurious venue.

One by one of the seven or eight hundred people in the audience, they were all paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

The one with weak cultivation looked groggy and confused, not knowing what was going on.

After the consciousness of a strong person reacted, he was deeply frightened, as if he had suffered a devastating disaster, and was filled with fear.

Only two people in the audience were still standing.

One of them is Feikui.

Feikui stood beside the table like this from beginning to end, bowed, head lowered, holding a wine flask in his hand, ready to pour wine at any time. He looked like a loyal slave, just like here Everything that happened had nothing to do with him. He had only one mission, and that was to serve the young master and be a competent slave.

Besides Fei Kui, the other person standing was Gu Qingfeng.

He was still dressed in clean white clothes. There were no ornaments on the white clothes. It was as white as snow, in sharp contrast to the three thousand long black hair like ink.

He stood with his hands behind his back.

Like a solitary peak standing between heaven and earth.

He is still him.

But not the person he was before.

In the past, he was cynical, carefree, free and uninhibited, like an uneducated dandy.

Now, he is solitary, domineering, and not angry, like an overlord who looks down upon the world.

He looked weak and frail before, like the dying dusk, without any vitality.

Now, he is still weak, still weak, still like dusk, but it is not the dusk of the setting sun, but the dusk of the falling sun. There is no vitality, but only twilight energy, endless twilight energy.

quiet.

Boundless silence.

lonely.

It is also boundless silence.

Opposite him, Mr. Wei sat paralyzed on the ground.

now.

He looked like he was in a state of despair. He sat paralyzed on the ground, unable to move. He just used his arms to support his upper body, as if the energy and energy in his body had been drained out. He hung his head and did not dare to say a word. .

Mr. Wei has been practicing for thousands of years, and his cultivation is achieved step by step by himself. I don’t know how much sweat, blood, and injuries he has put in to achieve what he is today. In the ancient times, At that time, he was also a respectable Earth Immortal in this world. However, for thousands of years, he had seen too many people die on the way to becoming immortals, so he took a dim view of many things, so he chose to work as a manager in the villa. Son.

Speaking of which, Mr. Wei is also a battle-experienced master. He has experienced many scenes, large and small, and has seen many strange and weird people.

However, he has never been as embarrassed, panicked, and scared as he is today.

He couldn't understand that a person without any cultivation, without any luck, neither reincarnation nor destiny, nor a fairy or demon, could only rely on his own strength without using spiritual power or any magical powers. How could a pure intimidation shatter the spirit that he had always been proud of?

He also couldn't figure out how the guy who looked like a carefree and comfortable guy just now suddenly became so scary.

That's really scary.

Although Gu Qingfeng standing in front of him did not say a word, nor did he reveal any murderous intentions, nor did he show any power, Mr. Wei still felt a deep fear.

It is a fear of the sun falling and dusk falling.

It is also a fear of endless silence.

Feeling this kind of fear enveloped him, Mr. Wei didn't dare to move, speak, or even breathe.

opposite.

Gu Qingfeng looked at the people paralyzed on the ground, but only glanced at them, then shook his head and sat back on the chair. At the same time, Fei Kui next to him immediately poured a glass of wine from a flask and carefully handed it over.

Don't know why.

When Gu Qingfeng sat down, the fear of the sun falling, dusk falling, and boundless silence that enveloped Mr. Wei gradually disappeared.

At this moment, Mr. Wei seemed to be relieved. He could no longer hold on and was completely paralyzed on the ground, breathing heavily. However, at this moment, Gu Qingfeng's voice suddenly came.

"How is it, how does it feel?"

The sound was no longer majestic, and the sound was no longer rolling. It just reached Mr. Wei's ears, but it made him feel like he was falling into a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire. There was an indescribable feeling all over his body, from the skin, meridians, and blood. The discomfort made him miserable.

"Old man, no..."

When Mr. Wei spoke, his voice was not only weak, but also hoarse. After saying two words, he quickly said: "I'm here...I'm here..."

It seemed that Mr. Wei was really scared and did not dare to call himself an old man, so he humbly called himself a subordinate.

"Looked up."

Wei Laocheng raised his head in fear, his old face had already turned pale with fright. When he touched Gu Qingfeng's eyes, it was as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, making his soul feel breathless, and he quickly lowered his head again. head.

"Let me ask you, can I lose my mind now?"

When Gu Qingfeng's voice came, Mr. Wei wanted to cry but had no tears, and he even wanted to die.

"You are already quite old, you must have practiced for quite a long time, right? You don't even have this little bit of vision? And you still say that I am mentally ill? What's the matter, have you lived like a dog for so many years?"

"I... I know I was wrong... I was blind and offended you..."

After practicing for thousands of years, what impressed Old Wei the most was that he should put away his so-called self-esteem, admit his mistakes and never be ashamed. In front of the strong, he should always understand the word humble.

Gu Qingfeng didn't look at him, raised his glass and drank, saying: "I am asking you, do you know my identity?"

"My surname is Gu, my name is..."

At this point, Old Wei suddenly stopped, not daring to continue, because he suddenly realized that Gu Qingfeng had killed dozens of Xianchao dukes in the northwest. If it was exposed, the consequences would be very serious. He didn't want to expose Gu Qingfeng's identity himself.

Moreover, he did not think that this was the meaning of Gu Qingfeng's question. He remembered that Gu Qingfeng had called himself the King of Chixiao before, and he also said that he would use this incident today to let others know the existence of this king. Although Wei Lao did not know why he did this, he did not dare to think too much at this moment and responded quickly.

"The young master's surname is Gu, his name is Tianlang, his Taoist name is Chixiao, and he is... the King of Chixiao."

"Very good, not bad, you old boy are quite sensible."

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