Chapter 942 Reaching out for a hug (89)
No wonder everything has gone so smoothly these past few days. It turns out there is someone behind it all.
Who is it that is plotting against him so deliberately?
After thinking about it carefully, Gu Ao shuddered again. To be able to scheme against him like this, that person must be above him in ability. No, not just above him. That person's ability is far more powerful than the people in Chenxiao Palace, so even the other two None of the lords noticed anything was wrong.
Not only that, that person knew him well and knew what he was doing.
If so, wouldn't it be easy for him to kill himself?
Just as he was thinking about it, the puppet doll on the ground suddenly began to be filled with black energy.
Gu Ao subconsciously took two steps back and looked at the puppet with vigilance.
The black fog became thicker and thicker. In the hazy moment, he saw an additional figure in the black fog. He was wearing a fiery red robe. The red was as thick as blood. Even if the fog was very thick, it still could not cover the color.
Gradually, the fog dissipated, and the red robe gradually became clear.
The man was like a ghost, with a bit of popularity stained on his fair skin, and his thin red lips were raised, like a black and white ink painting that was suddenly filled with heavy strokes of paint.
His light gray eyes were full of blood. He opened his lips and said, "Lord Gu, long time no see."
Shen. Shen Jing?
How come he is here?
When Gu Ao saw Shen Jing, he would only think of what happened back then and the humiliation he suffered a while ago.
Those things that he had deliberately kept deep in his heart began to be unearthed. Shen Jing stood there and looked at him quietly, obviously doing nothing, but Gu Ao felt cold all over.
These things were all done by Shen Jing, it was definitely him.
He was resenting himself, so he climbed up from hell to collect debts from him even though he should have died in that skull grave.
Gu Ao's mind was full of images of the Skull Tomb. The person surrounded by those skeletons was not Shen Jing, but him. He felt the cold skeleton crawling up his calves and his back, biting his flesh bit by bit. He saw his white bones, which looked so terrifying in the moonlight.
The most terrifying thing is the recurring pain.
Tossing him back and forth is a kind of torture, both psychologically and physically.
There was no blood on Gu Ao's face, and when he came back to his senses, he was already slumped on the ground.
There was blood on the ground, but he didn't care at all.
Breaking into a cold sweat, he looked at Shen Jing, whose fingertips were still shining.
He understood that Shen Jing had used magic to inflict everything he had experienced on himself, so he felt the same and thought he was in the skull tomb.
Gu Ao finally felt the breath of death this time. All this happened for real. Shen Jing was really back. He was not the superior demon, but a young disciple of Chenxiao Palace who came to seek his life.
Gu Ao said: "Master is sorry for you. Master should not have left you. When Master left, he wanted to set up a tomb for you, but..."
But for a long time, I didn’t know what to do.
The more anxious he was, the more playful Shen Jing looked at him.
"Lord Gu, you think I am very rare in that tomb?"
Gu Ao couldn't stand for a long time, his lips trembled, and he suddenly thought of someone.
"What about Yun Miao? Yun Miao, you must be rare, right? I won't hold you responsible for taking Yun Miao away for so many years. If you like her, you can take her wherever you want. I will never stop you. If you don't Don’t worry, I’m afraid Yunmiao will reject you, I will help you.”
(End of chapter)