When the thunder of old monster Cui reappeared, and Gu Shiwu's death did not come, these practitioners knew that the show tonight had been finished.

Cultivators of the fifth grade, sixth grade or even seventh grade are indeed always supporting roles in Chang'an, but their money bags and swords are left behind. Even if they have the opportunity to buy them back, they will be somewhat lonely when they leave.

Especially the direct practitioners of the Cui family of Boling and Cui family of Qinghe, I only felt that the stars tonight were particularly dim.

Changsun Wuji looked at An Renfang from afar and sighed.

Tonight's incident has nothing to do with him, but when he saw the real rise of a young junior and thought about the young man's spirit when the sword was spread out tomorrow, he seemed to have grown older when he thought of his own youth.

A strategist behind him has been following him for many years.

At this time, the strategist asked softly, "Do you want to show kindness to him?"

Changsun Wuji shook his head.

The rise of green eyes has become inevitable.

The prosperity and decline of the Changsun clan is already a certain number.

After he left this world, if he still wanted to force the Changsun clan to maintain his previous power, then the ending that would be Lin Fu would be like Lin Fu.

And if this green eyes were bound to Changsun, then Li would no longer tolerate his growth.

So it's better to let it go.
Chapter completed!