Chapter 3247
Who is in charge of all these tragedies behind the scenes? In fact, Gu Ying sword had already guessed in her heart.
Sitting on a stone step behind the crowd, Gu Yingjian stared coldly at the white boy in the distance, half holding his palm and gradually pinching it into a fist shape.
The young man in white, named Gu Xiuyang, is the first talented person of the young generation of the Gu family.
Of course, this is also the reason why the Gu family is in decline. In addition, Qiao's mother secretly cleared away many obstacles for him.
Since Gu Yingjian came here, his disdainful eyes have gathered on him as if the stars were shining day by day.
In the face of these bad eyes, Gu Yingjian chose to ignore them as usual. He sat alone on the stone steps in the corner, clasped his hands, calm and calm.
"Well, when I die, I can still have the mood to come here to watch the fun. Waste dogs are waste dogs." Gu Xiuyang disdained a cold hum. He sat lazily on the chair and lifted it. The little maid beside him quickly bowed down and put the peeled grapes into his hand.
Beside him, the elegant middle-aged woman also showed a sarcastic look: "Xiuyang, today is your good day, so don't be general with waste."
At this time, a girl in a red robe suddenly appeared in the crowd, attracting many people to wait and see.
The girl is not very beautiful, but she is playful. When she is only 13 years old next year, she will have a posture that is not inferior to that of an adult woman. She has a beautiful little face. I don't know how many men's hearts have been captured.
Her name is Gu Xiang. She is also a strong person of the later generation of the Gu family. Since childhood, she was bullied by her brother because her parents died early. Fortunately, she was taken care of by Gu Yingjian. Only then did she have a childhood that ordinary people should have.
Later, with the passage of time, Gu Xiuyang, who had been domineering, suddenly began to recognize his sister.
Comparing the two brothers one after another, Guxiang finally chose the road of wealth. From then on, she never went to the thatched house to see guyingjian and her uncle guhaixin.
When she came to the periphery of the venue, Gu Xiang first glanced at the unknown black robed boy sitting in the corner. Her beautiful eyes were helpless. After all, she shook her head and sighed, then piled up a bright smile and ran to Gu Xiuyang.
"Brother Xiuyang, you can finally become the patriarch. I'm so happy!" Gu Xiang came to Gu Xiuyang and smiled at Wan'er with her little hand on her back.
Facing her flattery, Gu Xiuyang snorted coldly, and a touch of disgust appeared in his eyes: "didn't you just look at your brother Jian, why didn't you find him?"
As soon as this word came out, Gu Xiang suddenly turned pale.
Mei Mei's eyes turned. She had an idea. She quickly grabbed the fruit tray in the little maid's hand, and then peeled off a grape. With her jade finger holding the orchid finger, she sent the grape to guxiuyang's mouth: "Oh, brother Xiuyang, how do you know to make fun of Xiang'er? How can I ignore him for his virtue!"
Seeing the humble appearance of Gu Xiang's flattery, the people around her couldn't help laughing.
Guxiang doesn't care about other people's ridicule. Anyway, many people in this lonely family have been rumouring that she gave her body to guxiuyang.
Although this is not true, she has long been used to it. When licking a dog, she has to put down her body frame.
Gu Xiuyang looked coldly at Gu Xiang's red smiling face, took a deep breath and said, "tell me, is it possible for the waste dog to compete with me on the stage?"
"How is this possible, unless he is stupid!"
"Ha ha ha -"
Guxiang's words immediately made the people around him laugh. Each of them tried to please guxiuyang so that they could have a good life in the future.
"I hope he can come on stage later." Gu Xiu YANGSEN smiled coldly, and suddenly swallowed the grape and bit Gu Xiang's finger.
"Brother Xiuyang, you are bad!" Gu Xiang quickly pulled back her fingers and her shy little face dared not show any anger.
……
Gu Yingjian sat on the stone steps and heard a roar of laughter. After witnessing Gu Xiang's humble appearance, she couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.
In order to please Gu Xiuyang, don't you even want the least dignity
If he had known that his sister was such a virtue, he would not have paid any attention to her.
The noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted down as the elder Han Chengyuan got up.
The eyes looked up, and the elder stood with his hands behind him. The old eyes full of vicissitudes glittered with undisguised sadness.
"You guys, you must know why I called you here today, so I won't talk more nonsense. Now, nine times out of ten, the old patriarch can't come back. It's not a day or two for foreign enemies to covet the details of our Shuiyue sect. There are no dragons and no young people. At this time, I need to choose a new patriarch to lead our Shuiyue sect to rebuild its former glory!"
With a slight tone, the elder raised his finger and pointed to the spacious challenge arena with a radius of 100 meters in front of him, saying: "this is today's challenge arena for martial arts competition. As long as someone can stand on it to the end, it is the new leader of Shuiyue sect! Now, you can go up and have a competition!"
Then, everyone's eyes gathered on Gu Xiuyang.
As the eyes looked forward to, the pride of solitary cultivation of Yang deficiency was stronger. At this time, cheers came one after another, deafening.
"Brother Xiuyang, go! Let them see your strength!" The dark awn flows in the beautiful eyes of Gu Xiang, holding a small fist and shouting excitedly.
Hearing the speech, the middle-aged woman's face suddenly sank, looked at Han Xiang with some poison resentment, and then said in a deep voice: "repair Yang, no, it's too bad to go up first!"
What's Guxiang's idea? Qiao can see clearly. How could she let her son be the first contestant.
However, in the face of the roar of applause and vanity, Gu Xiuyang looked up to the sky and laughed: "ha ha, OK! I'll come first as you want!"
"Xiuyang, don't --"
Sitting on a stone step behind the crowd, Gu Yingjian stared coldly at the white boy in the distance, half holding his palm and gradually pinching it into a fist shape.
The young man in white, named Gu Xiuyang, is the first talented person of the young generation of the Gu family.
Of course, this is also the reason why the Gu family is in decline. In addition, Qiao's mother secretly cleared away many obstacles for him.
Since Gu Yingjian came here, his disdainful eyes have gathered on him as if the stars were shining day by day.
In the face of these bad eyes, Gu Yingjian chose to ignore them as usual. He sat alone on the stone steps in the corner, clasped his hands, calm and calm.
"Well, when I die, I can still have the mood to come here to watch the fun. Waste dogs are waste dogs." Gu Xiuyang disdained a cold hum. He sat lazily on the chair and lifted it. The little maid beside him quickly bowed down and put the peeled grapes into his hand.
Beside him, the elegant middle-aged woman also showed a sarcastic look: "Xiuyang, today is your good day, so don't be general with waste."
At this time, a girl in a red robe suddenly appeared in the crowd, attracting many people to wait and see.
The girl is not very beautiful, but she is playful. When she is only 13 years old next year, she will have a posture that is not inferior to that of an adult woman. She has a beautiful little face. I don't know how many men's hearts have been captured.
Her name is Gu Xiang. She is also a strong person of the later generation of the Gu family. Since childhood, she was bullied by her brother because her parents died early. Fortunately, she was taken care of by Gu Yingjian. Only then did she have a childhood that ordinary people should have.
Later, with the passage of time, Gu Xiuyang, who had been domineering, suddenly began to recognize his sister.
Comparing the two brothers one after another, Guxiang finally chose the road of wealth. From then on, she never went to the thatched house to see guyingjian and her uncle guhaixin.
When she came to the periphery of the venue, Gu Xiang first glanced at the unknown black robed boy sitting in the corner. Her beautiful eyes were helpless. After all, she shook her head and sighed, then piled up a bright smile and ran to Gu Xiuyang.
"Brother Xiuyang, you can finally become the patriarch. I'm so happy!" Gu Xiang came to Gu Xiuyang and smiled at Wan'er with her little hand on her back.
Facing her flattery, Gu Xiuyang snorted coldly, and a touch of disgust appeared in his eyes: "didn't you just look at your brother Jian, why didn't you find him?"
As soon as this word came out, Gu Xiang suddenly turned pale.
Mei Mei's eyes turned. She had an idea. She quickly grabbed the fruit tray in the little maid's hand, and then peeled off a grape. With her jade finger holding the orchid finger, she sent the grape to guxiuyang's mouth: "Oh, brother Xiuyang, how do you know to make fun of Xiang'er? How can I ignore him for his virtue!"
Seeing the humble appearance of Gu Xiang's flattery, the people around her couldn't help laughing.
Guxiang doesn't care about other people's ridicule. Anyway, many people in this lonely family have been rumouring that she gave her body to guxiuyang.
Although this is not true, she has long been used to it. When licking a dog, she has to put down her body frame.
Gu Xiuyang looked coldly at Gu Xiang's red smiling face, took a deep breath and said, "tell me, is it possible for the waste dog to compete with me on the stage?"
"How is this possible, unless he is stupid!"
"Ha ha ha -"
Guxiang's words immediately made the people around him laugh. Each of them tried to please guxiuyang so that they could have a good life in the future.
"I hope he can come on stage later." Gu Xiu YANGSEN smiled coldly, and suddenly swallowed the grape and bit Gu Xiang's finger.
"Brother Xiuyang, you are bad!" Gu Xiang quickly pulled back her fingers and her shy little face dared not show any anger.
……
Gu Yingjian sat on the stone steps and heard a roar of laughter. After witnessing Gu Xiang's humble appearance, she couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.
In order to please Gu Xiuyang, don't you even want the least dignity
If he had known that his sister was such a virtue, he would not have paid any attention to her.
The noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted down as the elder Han Chengyuan got up.
The eyes looked up, and the elder stood with his hands behind him. The old eyes full of vicissitudes glittered with undisguised sadness.
"You guys, you must know why I called you here today, so I won't talk more nonsense. Now, nine times out of ten, the old patriarch can't come back. It's not a day or two for foreign enemies to covet the details of our Shuiyue sect. There are no dragons and no young people. At this time, I need to choose a new patriarch to lead our Shuiyue sect to rebuild its former glory!"
With a slight tone, the elder raised his finger and pointed to the spacious challenge arena with a radius of 100 meters in front of him, saying: "this is today's challenge arena for martial arts competition. As long as someone can stand on it to the end, it is the new leader of Shuiyue sect! Now, you can go up and have a competition!"
Then, everyone's eyes gathered on Gu Xiuyang.
As the eyes looked forward to, the pride of solitary cultivation of Yang deficiency was stronger. At this time, cheers came one after another, deafening.
"Brother Xiuyang, go! Let them see your strength!" The dark awn flows in the beautiful eyes of Gu Xiang, holding a small fist and shouting excitedly.
Hearing the speech, the middle-aged woman's face suddenly sank, looked at Han Xiang with some poison resentment, and then said in a deep voice: "repair Yang, no, it's too bad to go up first!"
What's Guxiang's idea? Qiao can see clearly. How could she let her son be the first contestant.
However, in the face of the roar of applause and vanity, Gu Xiuyang looked up to the sky and laughed: "ha ha, OK! I'll come first as you want!"
"Xiuyang, don't --"
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