Under the moonlight, the silence around him was enough to make every breath of Gunaro clear and loud.

Such a silent night was never experienced by Gunaro.

Growing up in the Nanban jungle, every night, it seems to be accompanied by the sound of insects to fall asleep, and in Kyoto, Wei Nanqi's house is too remote, and it is relatively close to the Dali Temple in the back mountain of Kyoto.

There aren't many people here to make it so quiet.

The cold winter has not passed, and the dry branches have no way to add some noise to the night.

Footsteps rang out behind Gunaro, then stopped, and a soft voice came from behind in the night.

"Hasn't the princess slept yet?"

Gu Naluo turned around and looked at the flickering gaze in Wei Nanqi's eyes in the night, just smiled slightly and nodded.

"Wang Jia didn't admit it."

For Gu Naluo's rare appearance of seclusion, Wei Nanqi seems to have become accustomed to it.

Although I don't know why, but since Gu Naluo lived in Wei Nanqi's mansion, his personality has gradually become a lot quieter.

Wei Nanqi smiled bitterly and nodded.

The two fell into silence for a while, Wei Nanqi actually wanted to ask Gu Naluo why she hadn't left now that her body had recovered.

It's just that Wei Nanqi didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that because of his inquiry, Gu Naluo would leave, and he was reluctant to leave the person in front of him.

Every late night, Wei Nanqi was so entangled, he longed that Gu Naluo would give him an answer, and then stay, as long as she stayed, maybe it didn't matter if she gave any answer.

"It's not early, let's rest early."

Gu Naluo whispered, then got up and left from Wei Nanqi's side, leaving only a burst of fragrance.

Is she waiting for me to come back?

Wei Nanqi wanted to ask even more at this moment, but he hurriedly turned around, but his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't ask.

Perhaps, it would be better to tacitly do so.

Wei Nanqi gave himself an explanation, which can be regarded as calming the restlessness in his heart.

"Don't think about it, I'm just curious about that woman."

Gu Naluo returned to his old eccentric appearance, turned his head suddenly, winked at Wei Nanqi, who was dumbfounded, and then pouted and complained sadly: "I really don't understand what you Ye Chaoren mean, what does it mean for a woman to pretend to be graceful, I tried for a long time, and I was about to fall asleep." ”

With that, Gunaro bounced away.

Wei Nanqi looked at Gu Naluo's back, but felt an inexplicable sweetness in his heart.

Suddenly, I thought of the sentence that Sun Changxi asked me before I came back, and I really had the answer at this moment.

As the night deepened, Gunaro reached the dormitory, and suddenly a dark shadow flashed in through the door, and Gunaro almost screamed in fright.

"Princess, it's me!"

A deep voice sounded, and Gu Naro saw clearly that the person in front of him was Anur who had been away for many days.

Gunaro frowned and complained, "You're trying to scare me to death!" ”

Anur's face was gloomy, and he didn't smile and plead as usual.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Naro sensed that the other party's mood was wrong, and a trace of bad feeling flashed in his green eyes.

This feeling was felt when I was sitting alone in the courtyard.

There is a saying in Nanban that if there is silence one night, I am afraid that disaster will befall you.

It's just that Gu Naro felt that in this Kyoto, the place is in a remote courtyard, and it is normal to have no sound at night, but when he saw Anur's solemn expression in front of him, that depressed mood came to his heart again.

Anur pulled a letter from his bosom and handed it to Gunaro.

"This is what the witch asked me to give to the princess."

Gu Naluo was stunned for a moment, thinking that Anur had already told Master about giving the Holy Pill to Wei Nanqi, and Master was going to blame himself?

Gu Naro opened the letter, and the familiar Nanban characters on it came into view.

"Disciple, when you read this letter, it may be that the master has been far away from this world.

Regarding the matter of your Saint Dan, the master already knew about it at the first time, and the Saint Pill Gu worm that remained in your body was broken, so there was no need to hide it.

As a teacher, we believe in your choice and hope that you can make the right choice.

There are still so many things in this world that you need to explore, so if you really decide, go for it.

... ...”

Gu Naluo looked at the letter, and his heart was full of emotions, and his eyes were already a little teary-eyed.

After a while, Gunaro looked up at Anur and asked in a choked voice, "Anur, what happened to Master?" ”

The letter only explained a lot, but it didn't mention to Gu Naluo what kind of danger Gu Sheng had encountered.

You must know that Gu Saint is a sage cultivator, and he can make him feel that he will definitely die, and Gu Naluo can't figure out what kind of crisis it will be.

Anur shook his head helplessly, Anur didn't read this letter either, after all, it was specially told by Gu Sheng to be handed over to Gu Naluo.

"What happened when you came back?"

Gu Naro slowly calmed down, looked at Anur with solemn eyes, and listened to Anur tell everything that happened in the land of the Southern Barbarians.

"No, if Master is really in trouble, why haven't you and I changed in the slightest?"

Gunaro also realized this, now that Anur is with him, he thinks that another purpose of Arnur tonight is to see how he is.

Anur nodded and replied softly, "Indeed, this is also a point that I am more at ease at the moment. ”

"No, no, no!"

Gunaro hurriedly waved his hand, and then handed the letter to Anur.

"Look at this letter, it's obvious that Master noticed something, so he asked you to bring it to me, I understand Master, he won't say that for no reason."

Anur took the letter, looked at it hastily, and then fell into deep thought.

At the same time, in the highest volcanic crater in Dongyi, two figures stood opposite each other under the thick dark red magma.

"It's all over."

One of the voices seemed a little muffled, facing the continuous tumbling magma gushing out, this figure had no intention of dodging, and the violent magma stone that leaped up, when it was about to touch the person's body, as if there was a transparent barrier blocking it, it was forcibly intercepted.

"Or rather, it's all about to start all over again."

On the opposite side of this figure, there stood another somewhat slender figure, with a soft voice, but full of excitement.

After a burst of laughter from the two of them, the violent magma seemed to be infected by the feeling of excitement, and began to spew frantically waves of hot magma that was enough to melt the earth's surface.