When Gu Yunchu saw the girl's face, she couldn't help but be startled. The girl's eyebrows were seventy or eighty similar to hers!
Just when Gu Yunchu was startled, the next moment, her body flew up involuntarily and flew into the girl's body.
Gu Yunchu was horrified and struggled to break free from the other party's body, but was horrified to find that his soul could not move.
She clearly felt all the scenes, but she couldn't get out of the other person's body, as if she was imprisoned.
Then, she felt she spotted a figure lying by the stream.
She flew down from the colorful divine phoenix, frowning slightly, looking at the unknown person, she squatted down and turned the other person's body over, revealing a pale, weak but extremely handsome face.
The other party was a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her forehead was covered with soaked black hair, which stuck to his pale eyebrows and filled her with a suffocating sense of brokenness.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to detect the other person's breath.
"Still alive."
Gu Yunchu heard himself whispering, but it was not his own voice.
Then Gu Yunchu discovered that the young man's features were exactly the same as Meng Zihuan's, but at this time the young man was obviously more immature.
At this moment, Gu Yunchu also guessed the identity of this young man, he was probably the young Meng Zihuan!
And now she is occupying the body of her ‘mother’ Yue Ning?
Is she trapped in a fantasy?
Whose fantasy is it?
Is it Yue Ning’s or Meng Zihuan’s?
No, she must come out of Yue Ning's body immediately!
However, no matter what she did, it was of no use.
Gu Yunchu felt that she had to rescue the boy who was covered in blood back to the valley. She shouted to Yue Ning in her heart, don't save him, don't save him.
The next moment, she felt herself picking up the boy, placing him on the colorful phoenix, and taking him back to the valley.
Under her careful treatment, the boy saved his life and his injuries stabilized.
He opened his weak eyes and looked at her with vigilance and fear: "Who are you? Where are you?"
"You don't have to be afraid, this is the Feather God Clan. My name is Yue Ning, and I am a saint from the Feather God Clan."
Gu Yunchu spoke involuntarily, his voice was extremely gentle, and he gradually felt that his self-awareness was slowly weakening.
At this moment, there was only one thought left in her mind. Her name was Yue Ning, and she was a saint from the Feather God Clan.
The young man frowned slightly, with a look of shock on his face: "Feathered God Clan? Is it the legendary Feathered God Clan that has the blood of the God Clan?"
Gu Yunchu pursed his lips and smiled softly, nodding: "Yeah!"
The young man exclaimed: "It turns out that the legend is true. There really is a Feathered God Clan in this world!"
She smiled gently: "Because the Yu God Clan has not fought against the world, they have lived in seclusion in Yu Mountain for generations, rarely going out, and then they gradually faded out of everyone's sight. What about you? What's your name?"
"My name is Meng Zihuan, and I am just a little dragon in the Qishan swamp." The young man looked at her shyly and nervously, with a hint of timidity and inferiority in his eyes.
Gu Yunchu raised his hand and touched his head: "Don't be nervous. No matter it's a dragon or something else, all things are equal."
The young man looked at her with bright eyes, full of admiration: "Everyone in Qishan thinks that my blood is impure and that I am a useless little dragon. No one is willing to talk to me, and no one is willing to team up with me.
, talk to me, you are the first person who is willing to stretch out your hand to save me, and you are also the first person who does not dislike my low bloodline."