The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Her throat was slightly dry.

She watched helplessly as Huo Yan picked up the gas mask and put it on her head.

What are men thinking?

What questions will he ask?

Gu Weimian just wanted to run away.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the almost solid atmosphere of the cave.

Everyone immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

It's Gu Yuzhu.

She hugged her chest, scratched her neck with both hands, her mouth opened wide, and her eyes widened.

Standing at Gu Weimian's position, still more than ten meters away from her, he could still hear her rapid breathing, accompanied by the sharp sound of the air.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Not far away, Lin Zhiyun ran up to Gu Yuzhu and supported her.

Not long after, he was pushed away by Gu Yuzhu.

She seemed to be going crazy, spinning around in circles, pushing things around her with both hands.

Just when Lin Zhiyun was about to stop her again, she suddenly knelt down.

Gu Yuzhu lowered his head in silence, his lips trembling constantly.

It took a few seconds for everyone to realize that she was actually thinking about something.

It's just that the sound was too quiet at first and no one heard it.

As time passed, her voice became louder and louder, and her whole state became more and more crazy.

Lin Zhiyun looked at this scene blankly,

"Is this... is this being fucked?"

This way, it really looks like something is getting on top of her.

He turned to look at the other side where Huo Yan was.

The man looked calm and did not move, looking at Gu Yuzhu from a distance.

Lin Zhiyun looked at his father again.

Butler Lao Lin narrowed his eyes, covered his mouth, and coughed twice, then lowered his eyes and stood aside with hands tied.

It was as if he saw nothing and heard nothing.

Like a clay sculpture.

"Ah!..." Gu Yuzhu suddenly raised his head and shouted.

The voice was hoarse and the expression was painful.

There were even veins popping out on his face.

It looked like it could collapse at any moment.

Lin Zhiyun gritted his teeth and didn't care much. He turned around and ran towards the direction of the director of Nanshan Temple.

"Host!"

Before he could ask any questions.

Gu Yuzhu roared again.

But this time, under the pagoda, the magma that had been flowing slowly in the depths suddenly set off a wave.

In the cave, this fiery red wave looks so eye-catching that it is difficult to ignore.

Then came another huge wave.

The magma gradually began to riot.

Several people's expressions became condensed.

But Gu Yuzhu started to roar repeatedly.

Amidst the chanting of hundreds of monks, Gu Yuzhu's roar echoed with the riots of magma again and again, making the scene extremely mysterious and strange.

Lin Zhiyun stood there, even his body was stiff and unable to move.

Is this so-called sacrificial ceremony really possible? …

Huo Yan personally negotiated with the old monks at Nanshan Temple about the sacrifice.

He was not present during the entire process.

On the day the meeting ended, Mr. Huo arranged for the ice coffin overnight, and at the same time began to intensively arrange for the girls to decorate the cave.

During the arrangement process, he would inevitably come into contact with these old monks from Nanshan Temple.

In his eyes, although these old monks looked kind-hearted, there were some things they said that made them look like magic sticks.

He did the sacrifice more as a distraction for Mr. Huo.