Gu Junxian looked at his father's astonished expression and laughed happily.

The so-called "knowing a son is better than a father" does not work in him. Everyone thinks that Ding Ling, who hurts him the most, is the one he hates the most. But only he himself knows that Bai Susu will always be.

Of course, he hated Ding Ling, but that kind of hatred was more of a kind of competitive force. Only when he met Bai Susu, he hated him deeply, and Gu Junxian was not as good as Ding Ling. He had decided to marry for several months, but he didn't even hold his hands. Bai Susu talked about love with Ding Ling, who had only known him for less than a month. You should know that he was her apprentice.

Dad, my injuries have all recovered, let's get ready.

After laughing, Gu Junxian's expression instantly returned to calm.

Gu Qiusheng looked at his son's resolute face and shook his head suddenly: No, Junxian, you are my only son, I can't let you take risks.

Gu Junxian said lightly: Dad, it’s because I am your only son that I have to take the risk. In the past one or two months, although you haven’t said it, I know clearly that Uncle and the others want to oust you now. They know that my realm cannot be restored, and they think I dare not use the Heaven-Defying Pill, haha, I just want them to see, your Gu Qiusheng’s son is not a coward.

Gu Qiusheng's body shook, but he still shook his head firmly: Don't say anything more. Even if you don't be the head of the family, I can't let you gamble for less than 20% of the chance.

Dad, I don't believe my luck is so bad.

Don't talk about this anymore. I don't agree with Gu Qiusheng turning around and leaving Gu Junxian with a back: I'll let Yanhong accompany you abroad to relax tomorrow, so you can play with peace of mind.

After saying that, Gu Qiusheng walked out of the room directly.

However, a plop came from behind him.

Gu Junxian knelt down at his father's back, and he gritted his teeth and said: Dad, since he grew up, I have never begged you anymore, do you really want to see me live a life of humiliation on my back?

Ding Ling is dead

Gu Junxian shouted: But that bitch is not dead yet

Gu Qiusheng shook slightly, and he whispered: I'll take action for you

Gu Junxian shook his head: If you take action, the Gu Bai family will have no room for maneuver, and that will never stop. Dad, believe me, when I use the Heaven-Defiant Pill, I will make good arrangements, and I will not be as reckless as last time. And don’t you think if I really keep at the current state, is this actually more uncomfortable than letting me die?

The sound of Gu Qiu shook again.

Gu Junxian whispered: Dad, the chance of 20% is really high. I don’t believe that bad luck will always be behind me.

Gu Qiusheng did not answer. He slowly walked out of the room, raised his head, and let out a heavy sigh in the air.

The Nine-Turn Descendant Pill, the secret spiritual pill of the Gu family, can instantly restore the damaged tree of fate and reshape the river of fate. This spiritual pill was originally designed to make up for the characteristics of the tribe without awakening bloodline. However, because the cost is too high, the person who takes the spiritual pill will explode and die. Therefore, almost no one dares to take the Nine-Turn Descendant Pill.

More than 80% of the chance of exploding and dying, this is basically a step into the gate of hell with one foot. Moreover, it has nothing to do with strength and the guardian, it depends entirely on luck.

Gu Junxian watched his father leave, and a trace of blood rose on his pale and handsome face. He knew that his father had agreed to him.

Now, if he doesn't want to spend his whole life in a daze, then the Nine-Turn Heaven-Refusing Pill is the only choice.

I can't die like that, and this time I will definitely not die either. Gu Junxian gritted his teeth, and a trace of hideousness rose on his face. He took out his cell phone, opened the number far away in Japan, and then began to edit text messages.

Ding Ling and Bai Qianqian are dead, this is a good opportunity to buy at the bottom.

Ding Ling truly knew what it felt like to live a day like the New Year. He felt that time was passing by so slowly that it was outrageous.

Bai Qianqian has already done the pangolin in the mechanism and is now constantly debugging. Ding Ling can't help, so he can only squat aside and watch Bai Qianqian work.

The emergency lights and electricity have been consumed almost all, but fortunately his mobile phone still has electricity, and Bai Qianqian also has a full-scale power bank, which can save some money and resist a lot of time.

Turn on the flashlight's light. Bai Qianqian ordered without raising her head.

Ding Ling quickly took out his cell phone, he glanced at the time, it was 2 a.m. After turning on the flashlight mode, Ding Ling suddenly felt that the light was a little dazzling, as if he hadn't seen such a strong light for a long time.

Bai Qianqian narrowed her eyes, and she carefully modified the ink line with a carving knife. This modification took another hour.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Bai Qianqian put down the carving knife and put the crystal core into the pangolin's belly and put it in.

As her spiritual sense controlled her body, the body was like a small crocodile's mechanical beast suddenly rushed out and rushed towards the mud like lightning.

Master, I was wrong, it should be this side. Ding Ling pointed to the right: This side is the direction of coming in, theoretically the thinnest side. And the direction is best to be about 60 degrees slanted up, so that most of the soil will automatically slide out and we don’t need to go in and move it.

Bai Qianqian nodded, controlling the pangolin to pounce in the direction that Ding Ling pointed. After a rustling sound, the pangolin quickly waved the front paws made of steel, and soon a large pit was dug out.

Ding Ling's eyes were straightened, and after a long time he snapped his fingers: Beautiful

Bai Qianqian smiled reservedly and said: It's all right, I just hope you don't encounter too strong rocks.

Next, Bai Qianqian was responsible for controlling the pangolins in the mechanism, and Ding Ling was responsible for transporting the soil to the corners of the cave with Xingtian Shield to bury it. Two hours later, with the precise cooperation of the two, the pangolin quickly dug a large hole about 30 meters.

Ding Ling wiped off the sweat beads from his forehead and said with a smile: One hour is fifteen meters, at least three hundred meters a day. I don’t think it takes three days, so we can dig an authentic tunnel to escape.

Bai Qianqian said: Dream about you, the deeper you dig, the harder the soil inside will be to deal with. And the more you go in, the more tiring it will be to control the spiritual consciousness.

It's okay, we took turns to control the right master. I thought of a way. You can refine Xingtian Shield and control it to transport soil remotely.

Bai Qianqian paused and said in surprise: I didn't expect you to be quite smart sometimes

Ding Ling was immediately dissatisfied: What do I mean sometimes I am very smart, okay?

Bai Qianqian smiled sweetly: Yes, Ding Ling is the smartest, come on, my smart disciple, you can control the pangolins and refine Xingtian Shield for your master.

Just as Ding Ling and Bai Qianqian transformed into pangolins and struggled to dig holes, a business exchange team from Japan also boarded the plane. Tips: How to quickly search the books you are looking for

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