This was obviously a misunderstanding, Dr. Zhou's eyes moved, and he didn't explain.

"Haven't you thought of a way to get out?" Cocoon Nuo knew the rules here, and felt a little more relaxed in his heart, as long as he found the bone flute, not to mention being able to dominate, at least he didn't have to live in the shadow of Doctor Zhou and the old man.

So he spoke again, without the same caution as before.

Doctor Zhou's eyes flashed, and he clearly saw Cocoon's thoughts, "Isn't it good here?"

"Well, it's not that it's not good...... "Cocoon Nuo scratched her head, thinking about what to say.

"Then stay in peace. Dr. Zhou didn't continue to talk to him, and directly interrupted him.

Cocoon: Is it really good for "......" to be so rude?

Well, people of the mountains, how can they be polite?

But...... Cocoon Nuo stopped Dr. Zhou, who wanted to leave, "You came to tell me this?"

"It's not. Doctor Zhou said coldly.

"And what are you here for?" asked Cocoon.

"It's not about you. Doctor Zhou said.

He almost believed this lie!

However, since Dr. Zhou is the leader here, he wants to find his bone flute, perhaps......

"Doctor Zhou, can you do me a favor?" I ......" Cocoon Nuo wanted Dr. Zhou to help find his bone flute.

"No, I don't. Dr. Zhou dodged the cocoon and left.

"Really not a nice guy to help people. Cocoon Nuo looked at Dr. Zhou's back and muttered to himself, but a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

A valley leader who resembles a great prince, an old man with extraordinary skills, and Gu Yanqi who doesn't want to recognize each other.

Cocoon Nuo thinks he might have accidentally fallen into some vortex, but the person who created the vortex won't let him out.

What a hassle!

It's better to find the bone flute as soon as possible is the king!

……

It was night, and it was silent, and the tranquility was a little weird.

Gu Yanqi drank a stomach full of sobering Chinese medicine tea, and finally resisted the attack of the sleepy insects.

She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, recalling every scene since she woke up, trying to find any useful information.

The girl who was called Awakening, that is, she changed her name to Thorn, became too fast, giving her the illusion that she was not a person before and after, but she was sure that she was a person.

So what was it about the thing or person that made her make these changes?

What is her purpose?

She and Dr. Zhou ...... Isn't it a bunch?

Which of Dr. Zhou's words are credible?

The more she thought about it, the more chaotic Gu Yanqi's brain became, and even her head was still aching, as if something wanted to rush out, but she couldn't rush out, and the collision made her want to scream.

At that moment, a door opened to wake her up from this state.

At this time, her forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and it was too late to wipe it.

She had an idea, turned over, lifted the quilt up, covered most of her head, and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the corner of the quilt.

As soon as she had finished this series of movements, she heard the slightly heavy footsteps stop in front of her bed.

Gu Yanqi clenched the quilt tightly with his nervous hands, are you coming?

Who could this person be?

Is he going to draw his own blood?

After waiting for a while, the person in front of the bed made a move.

Gu Yanqi tried his best to make his state more natural, so that the person would not find out that he was pretending to be asleep.

"Alas......" after a soft sigh.

The man lightly dragged away the quilt that covered most of Gu Yanqi's head.

Gu Yanqi's hands and feet were a little stiff.

But the next moment, the man's movements surprised her a little.

After the man left the room, Gu Yanqi opened his eyes...... It turned out that the man had come to tuck her quilt.

It's Dr. Zhou.

Was she wrong?

If it's not Dr. Zhou, is it a thorn?

But thorns...... What is the purpose of this?

Gu Yanqi couldn't figure it out, and slowly, her consciousness began to blur, the effect of the water made from those Chinese herbs and tea was still not as good as boiling, and it was her strong will to be able to persist until now.

What she didn't know was that shortly after she fell asleep, a dark figure came to her bedside, looked at her for a while, then took her arm out of the quilt and pricked her veins with bamboo needles to collect her blood.

And all this, the black shadow is very familiar with, as if he has done it many times.

The night, still quiet and weird, is like a bloody mouth open, always waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.

Somewhere in the valley, a young man was thrown on a platform with a lot of flowers, and an old man was beside him, using it to slash his wrist, and then he pushed a tube of unknown liquid into his wrist.

Inevitably, some was wasted in the middle, and a trace of distress flashed in the old man's eyes, these tools were still not in his hands.

And the young man, who was originally ruddy, turned pale as paper after being forcefully injected by the old man into some unknown liquid in his body.

As if he hadn't seen it, the old man quietly bandaged the wound on his wrist, and then observed the boy's reaction.

"I hope it will succeed......" the old man muttered as he looked at the young man.

Soon, the paleness on the young man's face receded, and in his place were green tendons bulging out directly from under his skin, which was extremely terrifying, as if those green tendons would come out of his skin if he was not careful.

There was a hint of frenzy in the old man's eyes, and then he quickly stripped the young man's clothes off, revealing his slender body.

On his body, there are also green tendons bulging up from under the skin, and they are still slowly squirming.

It was as scary as if it wasn't the green tendons in a teenager's body, but something implanted from the outside.

There was no trace of fear in the old man's eyes, but his eyes were full of fanaticism, and even he touched the wriggling green tendons on the young man's body with his somewhat dry hands, as if he was touching some treasure.

And the young man on the stage, whose already painful face was distorted and deformed, also completely woke up from his coma, and let out a small beast-like whimper from his mouth.

It turned out that his mouth had already been blocked by the old man, because he was afraid that he would shout loudly.

"Great!" As time passed, the light in the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the eyes that looked at the young man were full of heat.

His hand touched the boy's body, "I didn't expect that among so many people, it's you, a thin boy who doesn't show the landscape, the stronger the ability to bear it, you must hold on!"

And the young man didn't know how many times he had fainted and woken up at this time, his eyes were full of despair, and his mouth was whining, hoping that the old man would give him a good time and stop torturing him.

But the old man not only did not let him go, but his eyes moved, hesitated, and took out the bamboo tube from before again, there was still some liquid left in it, if he pushed it some further, would he be able to bear it?

Once he had this idea, the old man's heart was crazy and wanted to execute, but he was afraid of failure and was afraid that the young man would not be able to bear it and fail, but all the hesitation turned into a touch of firmness in the end.