Patriarch, he is a wolf fire

Desolate thorns and bones, destroying the soul.

The high and low piles of bones made the gloomy cave even more gloomy and dark, as if there were countless innocent souls lingering in the cave covered with bones, howling and howling unwillingly.

"Xuanwu! Why did you do this?" Gu Qianjun frowned tightly, feeling a little uncomfortable looking at the scene in front of him.

Xuanwu, who was obviously dilapidated and not in human form, still had the arrogance that a beast should have when he sat down: "Why did Zhuzhao just glance at the scene in front of him and question me like this?"

Feeling uncomfortable, Gu Qianjun stared at Xuanwu: "It's not necessary."

Gu Qianjun, who turned around and wanted to leave, did not see Xuan Wu who was locked in the cage, and his already gloomy face became even gloomy.

Originally, it was just a black air that seemed to be absent, as if being drawn, he stepped forward and entangled Gu Qianjun who was about to leave.

Xuan Wu, who had already broken free from the cage that locked him, staggered forward.

As he moved, the crumbling flesh that had already rotted on his body fell to the ground piece by piece.

The only left hand that was considered fair was pinching Gu Qianjun's small chin.

When approaching, Gu Qianjun could even feel the fishy smell brought by the other party's breath.

"Zhuzhao, Zhuzhao..." Xuanwu pinched Gu Qianjun's chin, calling Gu Qianjun's original name one after another as he did when he was a child.

He obviously didn't say anything, but Gu Qianjun felt that Xuanwu seemed to be bleeding from the heart.

At any rate, the child he had watched grow up now turned into such a ghost, Gu Qianjun couldn't help feeling distressed: "Xuanwu, how did you become like this?"

But Xuanwu on the opposite side didn't seem to hear it, just pinched Gu Qianjun's chin and continued to shout.

In the entire cave, apart from Xuanwu's shouts, there was no other sound.

"Kill me." Gu Qianjun, who thought Xuanwu would continue to shout, suddenly heard an extremely familiar cold voice.

Xuanwu, whose pupils were already flushed, still looks like when they met again for the first time.

Wearing green bamboo-like clothes, his face was pale but not decayed, and his pupils were still emerald green.

Gu Qianjun pursed his lips, but his hand directly passed through Xuanwu's chest.

There was no trace of blood in the broken chest, and the place that belonged to the heart was occupied by a pitch-black stone.

Before Gu Qianjun could see the stone clearly, he was crushed by Xuanwu forcefully.

The corners of the lips, which were always cold, raised a rare slight arc: "Thank you, I have waited for so long, and now I see you again, and I have nothing to miss. This thing may be useful to you. You are alone...Be good."

Gu Qianjun looked at the bodhi flower in his hand, and when he looked at Xuanwu with dark golden eyes, he was a little dazed.

Before Gu Qianjun could say anything, Xuanwu, who was standing in front of him, had already become a little transparent.

"This is my place. If you want to break the seal, there is no safer place than here. I still have some spare energy to protect you, so you can... retreat here. I... will not disturb you .”

Xuanwu stared at Gu Qianjun with some cold vertical pupils, his eyes looked right and wrong, as if praying to Gu Qianjun.

Looking at the things in his hand, Gu Qianjun nodded, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.