The reborn actor sleeps in the coffin

Galier froze when he looked up: "Cenary... are you calling me?"

Mo Hong glanced at him suspiciously, and finally admitted in compromise that the person in front of him was indeed not her artist: "Hi, miss."

Gallier involuntarily twisted his face when he heard the word "Miss", but he endured it and pulled his open clothes: "My name is Jia... Jia."

Galier, who originally wanted to say his name, once again distorted his extremely friendly smile and Lan Yas called the light of the church, and could only interrupt it halfway.

Mo Hong only felt that the smile of the person in front of her looked so dazzling. When she thought that this person should be related to her artist by blood, if she, the artist whose facial nerves were almost necrotic, could smile so brightly, she would be considered a It's worth going to hell!

"Gaga? What a coincidence, my daughter is also named Jiajia!"

"Hehe...that's really an honor..."

Galier finally couldn't hold back his urge to blacken any longer, even if he said an abbreviation of his name for Mao, he could be said to be a woman!No, he must correct the pope's abbreviation Gaga when he goes back. He can no longer look directly at this cute-looking name.

"Then you know my entertainer, oh, that is Senari, do you know where he went?" If my mother catches this bastard, she must put film on his feet and post it on the Internet!little bastard!

Galliel clenched his fists tightly.

How would he know?When I woke up, I turned into a woman inexplicably. It must be this person named Senari who made the trouble!Makes him really want to dye him black...

"Sorry, I don't know." Gallier answered Mo Hong's question very politely, the blackening of his heart did not affect the sunshine and beauty on the surface at all.

"Please don't cover him!" Mo Hong sighed, with a helpless look: "You make me very embarrassed, he, an entertainer who escaped, will cause me a lot of trouble, please tell me where he is going Where... ah..."

Mo Hong was still talking a little excitedly, but suddenly, her body fell limply, and then she was picked up by Galier and put back on the bed.

Galier's face was full of compassion, and he didn't realize that the person in front of him was obviously knocked out by him.

"My lovely lady, you should take a nap, and when you wake up, all your troubles will disappear." While talking, he took Mo Hong's hand gracefully with one hand, and gently bowed his head to kiss her. , when she bent down, she revealed her fair and slender neck and her snow-white body under her bathrobe.As his kiss landed on Mo Hong's body, a little golden light seemed to disappear from the surroundings, exuding a particularly dreamy atmosphere.

When the kiss was over, Mo Hong's originally frowning brows gradually calmed down, as if he had forgotten all his troubles as he said.

Galier sat up, and habitually wanted to take out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his hands, but when he stretched out his hand, he just touched his proud chest.

He looked down at his chest helplessly: Hey, buddy, don't you think your sense of presence is a bit strong?

The aggrieved Galier could only take a tissue on one side and wipe his hands, then turned around and came to the bedside, looking at the opened window with a stern face.With such a calm expression, it is unbelievable to say that he is not Gu Wuzhao.

He stretched out his right hand, and a faint golden light circled around his fingers, which was extraordinarily dazzling under the black night scene, but before the golden color flowed out, there was a black object that seemed to corrode half of it. Little by little it was blackened.

With the leakage of these light spots and smoke, Galier's white and soft skin seemed to have been exposed to the sun, and gradually began to dry and crack, and the lines continued to spread.His back seemed to be damaged by something, and the top of the bathrobe kept rising and falling.

A faint smile leaked from the corner of his mouth: "Is it a puppet?"

Like a piece of painted skin that has been torn apart, or a jigsaw puzzle that has been smashed into pieces with a punch, the surface of the ancient skin withered away piece by piece, and finally, naked. His golden pupils were exposed.And the object behind finally broke through the thick bathrobe, and what stretched out was actually a huge wing.

That wing is so beautiful and holy, as if a single feather falling off can purify all the filth in this world.

But there is only one.

How does a single-winged angel fly.

But he didn't seem to care at all, just like the figure that Gu Wuzhao fell just now, floating down from the window.The snow-white single wing waved lightly twice in the air, but it was not it that supported the master to fly, but the Wind Control Technique.

The last lost angel in the world has only one wing, a wing that cannot fly.

He slowly searched for the magical aura that hadn't dissipated from himself, flew over a small hill in front of him, and finally saw the man in black long clothes with cold eyes in a small half of the woods.

"Pure taste..."

The angel hid himself on a tall tree branch, perfectly sheltered himself outside the warning range of Gu Wuzhao's magic power, and then watched him silently.

Gu Wuzhao seemed to have noticed something, and then looked up at the sky, as if his eyes were dazzled by the moonlight, he slowly lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.

He walked forward step by step, and in the blink of an eye, he came to another place that looked extremely desolate.This place is very empty, but Gu Wuzhao didn't take a step forward.

Raising his right hand to touch forward, the scene in front of him gradually spread out like disrupted water ripples, and even finally became a mirror interface that could reflect Gu Wuzhao's own shadow.

If it was an ordinary person, they would probably walk past it without noticing it. Maybe they didn't notice anything, but they actually walked into a barrier similar to a ghost hitting a wall.Then they will walk back and forth hundreds of times in this section of path that is obviously the same but the scenes are constantly being changed, until the space mechanism is triggered at last, and they seem to have walked out of the jungle, but in fact they are just teleported to another area.

Not only ordinary people, but even many ghost hunters whose cultivation base is only middle and low will be constantly deceived in this way.

Of course, if you are a person with a higher realm, you will also understand that this is actually someone's private territory. Unless you come here specially to kick the gym, most of them will choose another way, so as not to offend others' peace.

As for those who have the blood of the Gu family, of course, when they touch the enchantment, the ancient building complex of the Gu family will immediately appear in front of them.

In the past, when Gu Wuzhao came here, he would naturally see green tiles, vermilion pottery, and jade artifacts, but now all he can touch is this cold reflection of his own mirror.

I really deserve it!

Gu Wuzhao snorted coldly, and with a flash of thunder in his hand, he pierced straight into the barrier of the Gu family with the bright color of the piercing wind. Probe into the inside of the barrier with your arm.

It was not as painful and difficult as originally imagined. It can even be said that after he easily inserted his arm straight in, and then pulled it out, he actually broke the barrier with a big black hole.

Gu Wuzhao frowned, and suddenly remembered that Gu Liu had told the news of the accident in the Gu family before he left, which made him squint his eyes, and the certainty in his heart became a little deeper.

Accompanied by his unscrupulous destruction, the enchantment in the forest directly exposed a hole that could be easily stepped on by a person. It is estimated that if that ordinary person saw it, it would definitely cause another wave of strange talk.

Gu Wuzhao put down his right hand, raised his foot and stepped into it.Everything inside is no longer as vibrant as it used to be, and everything is eerily quiet and dark.

Gu Wuzhao didn't make any reaction, just raised his foot and walked forward step by step. After taking several steps, he suddenly raised his right hand and stretched it in the air, accompanied by a crisp sparrow Chirping, the dexterous figure composed of blue electric lights appeared under the silent night sky like splashing ink.

The Thunderbird is not as small and exquisite as it was in the daytime, but at this moment it is more like a phoenix that has grown up and roamed all over the place. Its huge figure illuminates the entire darkness.

Sure enough, as Gu Wuzhao expected, even near the edge of the enchantment, the ground was covered with a layer of sticky blood. They dried up with the soil and formed a large blood-colored clod. Zhao could even see half of the necrotic stump under the scorched big pine tree in front of him.

Gu Wuzhao took a few steps forward, then squatted down, and the falling hem of the clothes drove a small wind, shaking the thin layer of soil covering the ground.Under the moonlight, the silver ring reflected its unique light into Gu Wuzhao's eyes, making Gu Wuzhao stop for it.

"Le... ancient music?"

Gu Wuzhao tightened his fingers holding the ring, and looked at the stump in front of him suspiciously, wanting to make sure if it was part of his former aunt.Maybe it's because the death time is too long, the magic power attached to the body has already dissipated, and the rotting shape alone is not enough to determine the identity of the person in front of him.

Helpless, Gu Wuzhao could only continue to move forward, wanting to find some other clues.

The closer you get to the mansion of the ancient family, the more tragic the surrounding scenes will be. Gu Wuzhao even saw the old reliefs on the white marble wall, as if a corpse was dragged past, leaving behind a mottled The path of blood; in the bronze cauldron that had been wiped clean, there appeared to be half of the corpse winding along the edge of the verdant green, and there seemed to be something constantly wriggling in the thick, viscous plasma that even exuded an unpleasant smell. Swimming.The black and red plasma that was constantly bubbling small bubbles revealed their white bodies.

kind of disgusting...

The idea that such a mansion full of blood drawings can make a vampire like Gu Wuzhao feel sick is not easy, but part of the reason is that the prince always finds ways to feed his baby every day. full.After getting used to the prince's high-end rations, the picky Gu Wuzhao said that he still doesn't like the rubbish in front of him.

Gu Wuzhao walked through this hall, and stepped into the real buildings behind him, all of which lifted the veil covering the massacre for him.

It was as if even the moon was pouring red light at this moment, and the scene in front of him, which could really be called a pool of blood and a forest of flesh, made him slightly close his eyes.

Gu Wushuo!

You are fine!