Ever since he saw Luo Cangqi turn into a wolf, Ling Chu never stopped thinking about the solution in his mind.

It's just that according to his understanding of Luo Cangqi, he obviously can't think of any good way.

Luo Cangqi had never had such an uncontrollable transformation before, even if he changed out of a wolf body, he would change back into a human if he wanted to.

How could it be as powerless as it is now.

In the end, Ling Chuyi decided to go back to the Ling Mansion in Nancheng early tomorrow morning, and carefully searched to see if there was any record of the current situation in the books of the Library Pavilion.

Luo Cangqi knew that it was useless to be in a hurry at this time, so he asked the two brothers and sisters of the Ling family to go to the guest room to rest first, and he himself went to Gu Xiyue's room.

Ling Chuyi still remembered that there was a knocked unconscious person in the trunk, so he asked Ling Chuyi to go to rest first, he had to wake him up first and interrogate him before he could feel at ease.

In Gu Xiyue's room, Luo Cangqi was lying on the ground next to her bed, tilting her head and quietly staring at her unpeaceful sleeping face.

It may be that the wound hurts badly, Gu Xiyue didn't sleep well, frowning and humming twice from time to time.

Luo Cangqi was anxious in her eyes, but she was also helpless, so she could only raise her claws and carefully hold her body when Gu Xiyue was uneasy and turned her body to prevent her from moving, lest she accidentally press the wound.

But what he didn't know was that in addition to enduring the pain of the wound, Gu Xiyue was still tormenting in her dreams.

In her dream, Gu Xiyue saw her other self, dressed in red, imprisoned in a damp and dark dungeon, her hands and feet firmly locked by the dark purple iron chains that looked special.

And at her feet, curled up the snow-white wolf that I had only seen today.

It's just that his snow-white hair has already been stained red with blood at this moment, and his limbs have even been broken alive, and the flesh and blood are blurred and exposed to the air.

His breath curled up faintly, and his head subconsciously arched her calves, as if to soothe her uneasy emotions.

Just when she felt that the white wolf was about to be unable to support it, in the depths of the silent and gloomy dungeon, there was a sudden sound of noisy and panicked footsteps.

As the footsteps approached, Gu Xiyue also saw the appearance of the person who came.

The person who came was a middle-aged man who was close to fifty years old, and Gu Xiyue only felt a little familiar under a closer look.

After the middle-aged man took a deep look at Gu Xiyue through the prison door, he suddenly knelt on the ground and saluted her.

The voice was very low: "Master, my subordinates have not been able to steal the key to the Purple Gold King Kong Lock, and I have to temporarily wronged you for a few days, and my subordinates will rescue the White Wolf King for treatment first." ”

I saw Gu Xiyue in the dream let out a soft "um", and then raised a hand and stretched out towards the white wolf's head with difficulty.

The length of the chain confinement was enough for her fingertips to touch the white wolf's hair, and Gu Xiyue's fingertips caressed the softness that could bring her warmth in the past, and her eyes were full of deep attachment and reluctance.

Under the further urging of the middle-aged man, Gu Xiyue withdrew her hand in a dejected manner, closed her eyes and nodded.

The middle-aged man took out a delicate dagger from his sleeve and waved it towards the lock that locked the cell door.

The door lock was cut open, and it landed with a "click".

The middle-aged man put away his dagger, got up and walked quickly towards the white wolf.

But before his hand fell on the white wolf, the white wolf opened his eyes violently as if he had sensed it, and the fierce light in his eyes stared at the middle-aged man so deadly.