Du Sanniang's ability to enter reincarnation and reincarnation is just the beginning, tonight, those who have been in the Gu will definitely come to Murong Xi to solve the Gu.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, Tong Yao and Murong Xi sat on the threshold, waiting for the person who asked for the solution of Gu to come to the door.

"Why didn't you tell the truth about your real name when Du Sanniang asked you yesterday?"

Tong Yao had the answer in her heart, but she still wanted to confirm it with Murong Xi again.

"The name is the shortest spell in the world, and the easiest spell to be bound."

Telling the other person their real name without knowing them is the most dangerous thing to do!

When the sun gradually set on the mountain and the moon slowly climbed up the sky, a group of hazy figures gradually gathered towards the ancestral hall.

Maybe it's because of what happened last night, maybe it's because these Gu people have lost their murderous aura, and when I see them again tonight, I always feel that they are not so scared.

Tong Yao was not afraid, but Xiaobai was still a little uncertain, just in case, he took a bag from Tong Yao and hung it on his waist.

Murong Xi's low and majestic chanting mantra sounded, like a turbulent undercurrent, filling the inside and outside of the ancestral hall.

The night breeze blew through the porch, and it was cold to the bone.

Tong Yao seemed to become a little hoarse when she heard Murong Xi's mantra, and she couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Alternately, serve him a glass of warm water.

Throughout the night, Murong Xi's spell didn't seem to stop.

Just as he was finishing the last spell, he suddenly felt a sweet "wow" in his throat, and the crimson that had been suppressed for a long time stained his white clothes......

It's already the limit. For so many people, they have reached the limit of their physical and spiritual power.

He looked at the person whose figure disappeared into the morning light, and suddenly fell into Tong Yao's arms.

The last memory seems to be an anxious call: "Murong Xi, Murong Xi ......"

When he woke up again, he found that his blood-stained clothes had been changed and he was wearing a new white coat.

Murong Xi's eyes froze for a moment, because he saw Tong Yao, who was already lying on his stomach and falling asleep.

His eyes rolled as he lay himself in a poorly furnished room, his hands touching the bed, a little cold but thick enough.

This girl, it should have taken a lot of effort to move herself from the ancestral hall to this side bed.

Oh, she should have Xiaobai to help.

His good-looking eyebrows habitually raised half of them slightly, smiled faintly, and stroked Tong Yao's forehead with one hand.

The smooth touch slips along the fingers to the bottom of the heart at once.

At this moment, the feeling in his heart suddenly became clear.

Since when did you start paying attention to this girl? It's been so long since I can't seem to remember anymore.

Even the gentle caress still disturbed the sleeping Tong Yao.

She raised her head and saw that Murong Xi had woken up and was looking at herself intently.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes embarrassedly, and her eyes were as bright as water.

Looking at Murong Xi, who was staring at him firmly, his face couldn't help but be a little hot: "You're awake." ”

Murong Xi smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly coughed violently.

At first, he could hold it down, but then he coughed more and more, as if his heart was about to be coughed out by him.

When Tong Yao saw Murong Xi's appearance, she stood up anxiously all of a sudden, she patted his back and rubbed his chest, just hoping that he would be more comfortable.