It is deathly cold all year round under the Luoshen Cliff, with only the buzzing wings and shrill chirps of thorn birds.
But at this moment, these two sounds cannot be heard. The thorn birds that were originally densely packed at the bottom of the cliff have already hid somewhere.
Hundreds of meters away, the huge movement of the giant dragon in the cold pool gradually became smaller and smaller.
The thick and dying breath of the giant dragon, with a thick smell of blood, sounded again and again. The air flow of the breath drove the sound of wind, blowing from far away, blowing away the poisonous mist in front of you.
Only then did Yun Luo realize that this place was not far from the place where she left Xue Qin before!
A thick patch of poisonous thorns blocked the way.
She and Jun Wuchen were standing on the side of the thorns, and on the opposite side stood a thin figure, wearing a strange concealed weapon case in one hand, and holding a Xuan Jing Jade box tightly in the other.
Yun Luo immediately saw the mysterious crystal box in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the figure's face, and was suddenly startled!
In the dim light, she only saw a black and withered face.
Lifeless and expressionless.
This man was extremely thin, his skin was a strange bluish-gray color, his eyebrows and hair were almost all gone, but his eyes were covered with a black cloth, and he had no breathing or heartbeat.
When standing still, it is no different from a stone, a completely dead thing.
The person who was hiding under the black stone must be the same as him.
No wonder neither she nor Jun Wuchen noticed it.
"It turns out to be a Gu slave!" Yun Luo couldn't help but sneered.
"What is a Gu slave?" Jun Wuchen didn't know this.
He stared at the figure opposite the thorns, motionless and lifeless, and found that even at such a close distance, he still could not feel the slightest breath of the other person.
Although standing right in front of me.
But if he closed his eyes and just relied on his feelings, even he would think there was nothing in front of him...
There are not many things in the world that can hide from his perception. Every plant and tree has its own breath of life.
But the "person" in front of me has nothing.
Like stone, like air.
This kind of thing...
"Is he alive or dead? Is he a human or a ghost?" Jun Wuchen frowned and stared at the strange "monster" opposite.
Even though he is dead, he can run, jump, and attack actively.
It's said to be alive, but it doesn't even have the breath of a living person, no, a living creature.
They say they are human, but how can humans be so strange?
It is said to be a ghost, but the figure is real and not illusory.
Weird.
It's really weird.
"Do you remember the heart-eating Gu I told you about?"
Yun Luo raised his chin and said with a sneer: "A person who can turn a living person into a human and a ghost, somewhere between life and death, like a monster, obeying the orders of the mother Gu unconditionally. This kind of person is called a Gu slave.
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Jun Wuchen just remembered it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
It turns out there really is such a thing...
"You stay here, I'll get the Xuan Jing Box back." Surprised, the Xuan Jing Box still needs to be brought back.
Jun Wuchen didn't even pay attention to this kind of monster, which was neither human nor ghost, so he just killed it.
"Wait a minute."
Yun Luo grabbed him and said, "It's useless to kill him. The Gu slave has no self-awareness. Everything he does is obey the orders of the master, or rather the mother Gu in the master's hand."
She turned her head and looked behind the Gu slave. In the thick poisonous mist, she sneered: "That's right? - the young palace master of Xianle Palace?"
Jun Wuchen's eyes flashed with surprise, and then turned into a condensed look.
He turned his head slightly and looked behind Gu slave.