The small attack of quick time travel is a plug-in

Everything is similar to the traditional framing style of waste wood cultivating immortals, which also means that the subsequent development still cannot escape this routine.

As the elder brother of the Qingyu Sect, Gu Xingrong had visited the third junior brother before he fell into the devil, but that didn't mean that he was an irreplaceable role in the other party's heart.

In this kind of man's heart, the only thing he cares about is either the original white moonlight, or the harem.

"Senior Brother." Third Junior Brother said calmly, "You should be on your way."

Gu Xingrong looked at the elders of the sect who were lying on the ground beside him, including the elder Qiu who was relentless towards him.

Does he have to thank his junior brother for not being the first to kill him?

Fighting hard in a situation where death is inevitable, fighting for the almost zero chance of survival, it would be better to die with dignity.

After all, even if he survived, he would still have to face the messy righteous way and the evil way that occupied the whole world.As the senior brother of the Great Sect, if he were to lead a group of mentally retarded people back to the right path, he would be as good as dead.

Gu Xingrong simply stabbed himself with a sword.

Before he died completely, he vaguely saw the third junior brother slashing towards his companion, and said:

"—don't take me for a fool."

When he came back to his senses again, Gu Xingrong found that he was back to that time of drinking tea.

Just like last time, Fourth Junior Brother ran over crying with red eyes, asking him to save Third Junior Brother.

Gu Xingrong was silent.

This is rebirth?

But he was really not interested in the third junior brother who put him in the last place to die as a reward for his kindness, so he pretended not to see it this time.

——Then, the standard ending, he was the first to die.

After regaining his senses again, Gu Xingrong realized that he was drinking tea at that time.

...Come on, this is the uncle, I can't help it!

Compared to the first time he tried his best, Gu Xingrong tried his best this time, and even went to kneel with the head master for three days and two nights before he was rescued.

This time, his third junior brother finally did not fall into the devil.

——But that silly kid suffered from depression, was in a bad mood all day, and was provoked by others, saying that he had an improper relationship with himself, so he couldn't think about it for a while, and committed suicide.

For the fourth time, Gu Xingrong behaved himself.

Following his previous experience, after saving the person, Gu Xingrong worked hard to correct the person's psychology and tidy up the atmosphere in the school, and finally dealt with all the potential risks.

——Then his fourth junior brother was tempted by a witch and fell into a demon.

......the fifth time......

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......No.12 times......

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......No.70 nine times......

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...... the 230th ninth time

"Tell them, whoever troubles the third junior brother should get rolled down the mountain as soon as possible."

Holding the teacup, Gu Xingrong sat on the stone bench without moving.

He raised his eyelids, and said to the fourth junior brother: "And you and the second junior sister, if you have someone you like, report to me, if you want to go down the mountain, report to me, if you don't tell me, I will break your legs and kill you." Close to the back mountain."

"..." The fourth junior brother looked at the originally gentle and friendly elder brother in horror, and felt a chill rising from the tailbone.

He should have wondered if his senior brother had been taken away by a monster, but he didn't have the courage.

"Also, I will start to retreat tomorrow, and I will probably be at the peak of Mahayana after I come out." Gu Xingrong released a landmine lightly, blowing up the junior brother dizzy, "You are responsible for the matter of the third junior brother. If it doesn't work, go to the master directly Yu Ling. When I come out, if I see that one of you three is not in the door..."

He moved his index finger slightly, and the magnolia planted by the stone table instantly wilted and lost its vitality.

"Understood?"