Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

No wonder everything has gone so smoothly these days, it turns out that someone is behind it.

Who the **** is it, calculating him so deliberately?

After thinking about it, Gu Yu shuddered again. To calculate him like this, that person's ability must be above him, no, not only above him, that person's ability is much better than that of Chenxiao Palace, so even the other two None of the Lords found anything wrong.

Not only that, that person also knew him well and knew what he was doing.

If so, wouldn't it be easy for him to kill himself?

Just thinking about it, the puppet doll on the ground suddenly began to float with black air.

Gu Yu took two steps back subconsciously, and looked at the puppet doll warily.

The black fog became thicker and thicker, and in the dim, he saw an extra 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 couldn't block the color.

Gradually, the mist dissipated, and the red robe gradually became clear.

The man was like a ghost, his fair skin was stained with popularity, and his thin red lips rose up, like a black and white ink painting, suddenly he was heavily painted with paint.

His pale gray eyes were bloody, he opened his lips and said, "Master Gu, it's been a long time."

Shen... Shen Jing?

How could he appear here?

When Gu Yu saw Shen Jing, he could only think of the things of the year and the humiliation of the previous period.

Those things that were deliberately dusted deep in his heart began to be unearthed continuously, and Shen Jing stood there watching him quietly, obviously doing nothing, but Gu Yu felt cold all over.

Shen Jing did all these things, it was definitely him.

He was hating himself, so he obviously should have died in the tomb, but he climbed up from **** and asked him for debt.

In Gu Yu's mind, there are all images of the skeleton tomb. The person surrounded by the skeletons is not Shen Jing, but him.

He felt the cold skeleton climbed up on his calf, climbed up on his back, biting his own flesh bit by bit, he saw his white bones, it was so terrifying in the moonlight.

The most frightening thing is the repeated pain.

Tossing him back and forth, whether psychologically or physically, is a torture.

There was no blood on Gu Yu's face, and when he recovered, he was already sitting on the ground.

There is still blood on the ground, and he doesn't care at all.

The cold sweat broke out, and he looked at Shen Jing, his fingertips still glowing.

He understood that just now, Shen Jing had applied everything he had experienced to him through spells, so he felt the same way, thinking that he was in that skull mound.

Gu Yu finally felt the breath of death this time. All this happened. Shen Jing really came back. He is not the high demon, but the young disciple of the Chenxiao Palace who came to claim his life.

Gu Yu said, "It's the master who is sorry for you, and the master shouldn't leave you behind. After the master went out, he wanted to set up a cloak for you, but..."

But after a long time, I don't know what it should be.

The more anxious he was, the more joking Shen Jing looked at him.

"Master Gu thinks that the deity is very rare?"

Gu Yu's lips trembled within a long time, and suddenly he thought of someone.

"What about Yun Miao? Yun Miao, you should be rare, right? I don't want you to take Yun Miao away for so many years. If you like her, take you wherever you want, I will never stop... .. If you still don't worry, I'm afraid Yun Miao will reject you, I will help you..."