Chapter 1221: The Third Soul Fragment (20)

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Thinking of this, Gu Zhu was a little annoyed.

How did she forget?

You must know that she just asked him if the fusion process would be painful, and if it was, she could use Bian Que's skills to restore him......

But now that I think about concealment, it's naturally useless, and the string killing should have entered the fusion by now, right?

She had to keep a good guard here.

Gu Zhu looked around, and found no danger, so she leaned against a tree, her face still cold, but there was a smile on the corner of her lips that she didn't even notice......

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The whole night passed as soon as the strings were fused.

The next morning, it was dawn.

The inside of the Graveyard of Gods and Demons is still very dark and looks gloomy.

Guzhu didn't fall asleep, leaning there quietly and looking somewhere, but he was extremely alert.

Actually, she was really sleepy now, but she wouldn't sleep because she had to guard the strings so that nothing would happen to him.

It's been a night, and I don't know when the string killer will come out...... Guzhu thought a little boredly.

But as soon as the thought fell, suddenly, her shoulders sank, and something fell over her shoulders.

Gu Zhu's eyes were sharp, and he didn't want to go back with his elbow directly.

In this way, the person behind did not dodge, and her elbow was directly pressed against the person's chest.

Only a familiar muffled snort was heard, and then, once the familiar voice sounded in her ears: "It's me, don't be so nervous." โ€

String killing?

Gu Zhu hurriedly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Killer String standing behind her, with a cloak draped over her shoulders, and Killer String held her in his arms, intimate.

"You...... Fusion? Gu Zhu stared at him for a long time before asking.

Ji Xian nodded, wrapped one hand around her waist, and the other hand arranged her cloak, and said in a reproachful tone: "This god and demon cemetery is an extremely yin place, especially at night, it is very cold, why don't you light a fire for yourself when it's so cold?" โ€

She has a strange fire in herself, why should she be so stupid? Isn't it cold?

Thinking of this, Killer String was a little distressed, and arranged the cloak for her and hugged her tighter.

Guzhu said, "I'm fine. โ€

Killing the string didn't say anything, his thin lips were pursed, and his complexion was not very good.

Gu Zhu was silent for a moment, reached out and pulled his cuffs.

String lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

Gu Zhu asked, "Does it hurt when you fuse?" โ€

Seeing that she cared so much about him, Ji Xian's face was full of tenderness, and he teased: "If I say it hurts, do you want to consider giving me a kiss to comfort and comfort me and make up for me?" โ€

Guzhu pursed his lips: "I can help you recover." โ€

Killer String touched her head, "It doesn't hurt, don't worry about me." โ€

Even if it hurts, he won't say it.

Because it's not necessary.

As long as he knew that Gu Zhu felt sorry for him, this was enough, so that he felt that the pain was nothing.

Guzhu was silent and didn't say anything.

String Killer bows his head.

Gu Zhu subconsciously stepped back a little.

The smile on the corner of his lips remained unchanged: "What do you think?" I'm just looking at the dirt on your face. โ€

As he spoke, he reached out and rubbed her face.

Probably because she had been leaning against a tree all night, a piece of her face had turned red.

After rubbing her face lightly a few times, he picked up Guzhu, and seeing that she was about to struggle, he said: "You are tired all night, rest, we will go back now, soon, I will call you when it comes." โ€