The three-day mourning period passed quickly, and Gu Muyao also knew that since it was impossible to find Shui Mian'er's body anymore, she just made a clothed mound. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that everyone was busy carrying the coffin for burial, he suddenly remembered the scene where he asked the demon to help bury Gu Qi. The cold pain of the torrential rain hitting his body is still very clear when he thinks about it.

As if feeling cold, she raised her hands and crossed her arms to rub her arms, her pale little face already stained with tears.

Seeing this, Cheng Chengqin thought that Gu Muyao was crying for Shui Mian'er, and his heart suddenly became extremely soft.

"Well, don't cry."

His gentle voice suddenly pulled back Gu Muyao, who was caught in the memory, she held his hand, pursed the corners of her lips but stopped crying.

After the funeral was over, it was only eight or nine days, but Gu Muyao's body quickly weakened, and even Yun Qianhua, who was far away in the Tianqian Sect, was affected and could not go out of retreat.

Knowing that the matter of awakening the bloodline could not be delayed any longer, Cheng Chengqin pulled Gu Muyao, who was pale and weak, as if he would fall down at any time, and said:

"Xiao Yao, next, I, your Aunt Jiuqin and some other elders and uncles are going to awaken the bloodline for you, but awakening the bloodline means that you are an adult, and you have survived the fragile period of awakening, and you will get out of the current child's appearance and become a good girl."

"Hmm." Gu Muyao replied softly, indicating that she knew.

In the end, everything was ready, Negative Chengqin hugged the weak Gu Muyao, and took Negative Jiuqin and a total of ten people to the top floor of the Canglan Palace, where there was only one room, wide and bright, but there was no superfluous furnishings, and the silence was terrifying.

There was a magic circle in the middle of the room, and the dark purple complex formation patterns looked dazzling, and Cheng Qin put Gu Muyao in the middle of the formation pattern, and stood in nine directions with the others.

Several people looked at each other, indicating that everything was ready.

Negative Chengqin stretched out his hand to conjure up a magic staff, and a gorgeous prismatic blood-colored crystal at the top of the staff exuded a demonic light, which complemented the nine slightly smaller sky-blue prismatic crystals that surrounded it, revealing a mysterious and ancient aura.

I saw that his lips moved slightly, the dark purple array on the ground suddenly lit up, and a light purple halo wrapped Gu Muyao, and suddenly, a golden glow emanated from her body, and it was obvious that it seemed to be resisting the purple halo wrapping.

Negative Chengqin knew what it was, and he had always hated Jin Lian and felt that it was an ominous thing.

If it weren't for it, Shui Mian'er might not have left him because she was the Holy Maiden of Zhilian, so she couldn't stand the condemnation in her heart and left him, if it weren't for it, even if Shui Mian'er left him to give birth to Gu Muyao alone, it would be impossible to die.

Now, it still has to prevent him from awakening the sleeping Heavenly Curse bloodline in his daughter's body to save his life, which makes him want to drag it out of Gu Muyao's body and destroy it.

But he knew that he could only think about it, Jin Lian and Gu Muyao had become one, and the two were inseparable existences.

"Suppress it."

Although Jin Lian is very powerful, but in the case of the master's unconsciousness, he can only protect the master from the threat of life, but in the face of the seal suppression, there is no way.

The techniques of the nine people changed in unison, and a red light shot out from the blood-colored crystal at the top of the staff held by Cheng Qin, and landed on Gu Muyao's collarbone covered by clothes, outlining the shape of a lotus bud.

The blood-colored bud pattern is printed on the delicate and white collarbone, but it also reveals a seductive sense of bewitchment.

As soon as the blood-colored lines were carved, the golden mangs that emitted to resist the purple halo disappeared in an instant, as long as it did not threaten Gu Muyao's life, the golden lotus would not react again.

"Hmm."

Gu Muyao, who was delirious, frowned uncomfortably, only to feel that her blood seemed to be boiling.

The nine sky-blue crystals flew away from the top of the staff and landed in the nine directions around Gu Muyao's body, like a burning ghost fire, illuminating the way forward for her painful soul.

The blood-colored crystal also flew away from the staff in the next moment, stopping above her.

Negative Chengqin was still muttering something, and at the same time as one after another complicated and obscure spells floated out, he could see that the ten crystals were overflowing with a trace of blue or red energy, and then drilled into Gu Muyao's body from ten directions to transform her body.

"Jiuqin."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Cheng Qin suddenly shouted.

Negative Jiuqin nodded at it, raised his hand and began to cast another spell, Gu Muyao only felt that there was confusion in his mind, and at the same time, something seemed to be pulling away.

Intuitively, it was something important to her, and she yelled "don't," not knowing what she was holding back.

She felt as if her mind was becoming more and more chaotic, as if she had lost something important.

She carefully combed through her memories, but found nothing, she remembered everyone who should be remembered!

Daddy, Xiaobai, Yixi, Yimo, Fengqin, Miaomiao...... Gujia Village, the Spirit Realm, the Demon Realm......

Who else? What else did she forget?

I'm so tired and sleepy, I remember it all, probably because I think too much!

Although she couldn't ignore the hollowness in her heart, she chose to trust her memory. If someone is too important to forget, how could she forget?

She didn't know that memories can sometimes deceive, especially when others interfere with them.

The moment before she closed her eyes and lost consciousness, a tall but thin figure seemed to appear in front of her, white clothes and snow, but her blurred face made her firmly believe that it must be the stunning color of the country and the city.

Who is he? Do you have your own imagination?

If you don't come up with an answer, you can't resist the surging burnout first. The chaotic brain, the hollow heart, and the blood that seemed to be constantly burning were all tormenting her soul.

Cheng Qin was the first to stop, and the other eight people also stopped.

"Xiao Yao, I'm sorry!"

He glanced at Gu Muyao who was lying in the center of the purple light flowing formation with complicated eyes, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with what he does with Negative Jiuqin, he's also doing it for his daughter's good, isn't he?

Yun Qianhua, who was in retreat in the Tianqian Sect, suddenly opened his eyes, and he could clearly feel the feeling of blood boiling, the heat was unbearable, but that feeling was gradually weakening.

He knew that this was because the relationship between him and Gu Muyao was gradually disappearing, and he had a hunch that when this feeling was all gone, he would probably lose that child.

The existence of a god in one step, their premonition is usually not just a premonition, in layman's terms, it is more like a foreknowledge.

Only the result can be predicted, but the intermediate process cannot be glimpsed.

There was a feeling of loss lingering in his heart, but he was quickly forcibly strangled in the bottom of his heart.

For the next three months, the Damned Clan was in a depressing atmosphere. Although an enchantment had been set up in the room on the top floor of the Canglan Palace, there would still be a cry of pain and screams.

Feng Qin and Miao Miao rarely fought again, but snuggled up to each other in great harmony and stood outside the Canglan Palace, looking forward to Gu Muyao coming out.