White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 49 Perception

When Xu Youqing reached the foot of the mountain, he glanced up. The mountain was not high, and he could vaguely see the mist surrounding the top of the mountain.

He squinted his eyes, and lightly clenched his fists with his fingers hanging by his side. The long sword at his waist trembled for a moment, and then returned to calm.

After a mountain peak, cloudy clouds shrouded Yunjin City, and big raindrops fell, splashing the dust accumulated on the ground, and the heavy rain poured down, as if casting a dark and gloomy atmosphere on the already gloomy town.

Under the heavy mountains, muddy corpses are silted up, and the glorious palace is covered with a layer of dust, and history has carved deep traces on it.

Gu Shaoyu put the coat on Lan Qiu, and carefully supported the person to lean against him.

Lan Qiu's face turned pale again, his chest was stained with blood, and the white robe was draped over his body, covering the exposed skin on his chest.

Sensing the movement, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Shaoyu's sleeve, his crow-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, and a soft moan escaped from his lips and teeth.

Gu Shaoyu's movements became lighter.

The surrounding murals have undergone some changes. If they were said to be new before, then now it seems that after years, a layer of dust has been covered on them, and the pictures have become a little worn and blurred.

Gu Shaoyu stood in front of one of the paintings, raised his hand slightly, but did not touch it.

His eyes scanned the paintings one by one, and he thought about it in his heart.

He already had a point in his heart before, and after the moment just now, he was even more certain.

Gu Shaoyu's current level of cultivation is not very high, only in the early stage of foundation establishment, and this was promoted before he left, so it is obviously impossible to forcefully break through.

When he was under Xu Youqing, in addition to practicing, he also read some books related to formations, and he was more interested in this aspect.

The palace was built in a circle, and the murals formed a circle. The jade slips in front were just placed like this, without any outstanding features, and there was even a layer of dust floating on the surface.

Gu Shaoyu lightly touched the mural with his fingertips, the tentacles were not rough.

There are six jade slips and eight murals, and the one in the middle is the scroll.

Where is the eye?

Lan Qiu opened his eyes vaguely, and saw Gu Shaoyu standing in front of the mural. He sat up with a pale face and rubbed his temples with some headaches.

He didn't dare to think about what happened just now, and his face became hot when he thought about it.

Why, why did he faint because of the recurrence of the wound.

So embarrassing.

Lan Qiu almost found a hole to drill down.

"Elder Lan is awake?" Gu Shaoyu caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye.

Lan Qiu responded, but she grabbed her collar and lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

He realized later that his character design seemed to have collapsed into scum.

Lan Qiu remembered something that happened just now, and wished she could continue to faint now, but the reality didn't allow it.