Chapter 91 Setting Fire to the Temple

Late at night, Gu Zuozuo squatted on a big tree, looking at the brightly lit temple across the way, with the system's incessant chatter in her ears.

[Host, hurry! My storage space is about to explode!]

Klass carefully maintained the balance in the space, afraid that if he burped, the things in the space would be exposed.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

While giving the system a perfunctory reply, Gu Zuozuo floated to the roof of the temple like a gust of wind, the metal detector in her hand flashing red light continuously.

"I knew it. How could a royal family be so poor? Sure enough, the majority of their wealth is hidden in this filthy place worshipped by the world."

Sensing its host's growing restlessness, the system wore a pained expression for the first time.

It felt that getting rich wasn't good at all; it was so full it felt like it was going to burst and couldn't hold it in anymore.

Finally, everyone left. Apart from the one watchman on the surface and the ninja guarding the temple in secret, there was no one else in the huge temple.

Gu Zuozuo, who had been hiding quietly, waited until everyone had left before openly revealing herself and walking in.

"Who's there! What are you doing here!"

Gu Zuozuo, with an extremely ordinary male face, made an internationally recognized hand gesture to the man on night duty.

The man was stunned for a moment, then reacted as if he had been greatly insulted. He roared and charged over with a pigeon-toed gait.

Seeing his running posture, Gu Zuozuo was stunned for a moment.

A movie she had seen before (hands up) suddenly flashed into her mind without warning.

Then look at the person across from you, walking with a swaying gait that looks absolutely ridiculous.

Gu Zuozuo seriously doubted whether that movie was a true story.

After holding back for a long time, Gu Zuozuo finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The man, already seething with anger, became even angrier; he hated nothing more than others mocking his shortcomings!

With a whoosh, he drew his katana and slashed at the short, ugly man in front of him who dared to mock him. He was going to turn him into a human pig!

state!

"ah!!"

With a piercing, desperate scream.

A figure flew out, knocking over many decorations before finally hanging on the statue at the entrance, where it remained motionless for a long time.

"Oops, sorry, I used too much force."

He said "I'm sorry" and patted his leg that he had just pulled back, but his eyes were warily scanning the surrounding darkness. His muscles were tense, his eyebrows were sharp, and the intense killing intent deep in his eyes was almost tangible.

[Host, be careful not to overdo it! There are many strange people around, be careful... Host, be careful!]

Before the system could finish speaking, a group of people with their faces covered and wielding samurai swords appeared and disappeared in a flash, surrounding and attacking Gu Zuozuo, startling the system into screaming.

Gu Zuozuo's lips curled into a cold smile, his expression nonchalant yet carrying a hint of the twisted madness that comes with seeing an enemy.

In my past life, I was tricked by these people's grandsons many times, although they were all different people.

But they are from the same ethnic group, the same profession, and the same bloodline, and they all carry despicable genes in their bones.

Moreover, I've gotten a lot of good things from the sign-in system throughout my life.

It has cultivation techniques and body exercises, rare and precious treasures for strengthening the body, and is nourished by spiritual springs every day.

If she still can't completely crush these things, then she might as well just kill herself by running her head against a wall.

The moment the two sides clashed, deadly intent was sure to be revealed.

Gu Zuozuo held nothing back in her every move. The dagger in her hand was like a nightmare that her enemies could not escape. No matter how they defended, they could not avoid her speed. In the end, they were covered in wounds, and their black clothes were stained with blood.