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The passage comes to an end.
There was another stone door. Gu Nanyuan's cheeks were a little shy under the bronze mask. When she returned home, she was like a little girl, without the coldness in Kyoto.
She put her hand through the collar and groped gently.
Zhao Wujiang looked at it in confusion. He saw a ridge on the side and a peak on the side. His figure was proud and exquisite.
"Don't look..." Gu Nanyuan scolded and took out a rope from his collar, with a bronze key tied to the rope.
She inserted the key into the groove in the stone door and turned it slowly. The stone door roared and was slowly opened.
As the stone door was opened, Zhao Wujiang felt a ray of fire approaching, and at the same time the footsteps were getting closer. He hugged Gu Nanyuan behind him with a solemn expression.
The stone door was opened, and he saw a short old man standing in front of him, two heads shorter than him.
The old man is dressed in coarse linen clothes, with half-white beard and hair. He is energetic, has a majestic face, and seems to have a black air between his eyebrows.
"Grandpa!" Gu Nanyuan let go of Zhao Wujiang's hand, rushed forward, and hugged the old man tightly.
"Nanyuan?" Gu Changtian was confused and surprised. His dignity faded and he patted Gu Nanyuan's back.
Gu Nanyuan is like a spoiled child:
"Grandpa, I miss you so much."
"Grandpa misses you too." Gu Changtian coughed lightly, his face turned pale for a moment, then turned rosy again.
"By the way, grandpa, this is Zhao Wujiang..." Gu Nanyuan took off the bronze mask, revealing her exquisite cheeks, with a hint of shame on them.
Zhao Wujiang also took off his mask and held up his hands: "Zhao Wujiang pays homage to senior..."
The smile on Gu Changtian's face faded and became extremely cold, and he said in a deep voice:
"You have the aura of Longyuan and Longquan..."
When Zhao Wujiang heard this, his sword eyebrows frowned for a moment.
"You used this to deceive Nan Yuan, right?" Gu Changtian's voice became deeper and deeper, and his momentum was like a deep ocean, drowning Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang felt the invisible momentum rolling down his body like the sky's cover. He was a little unbearable and asked doubtfully: "Senior, what do you mean?"
"Grandpa!" Gu Nanyuan quickly stood in front of Zhao Wujiang, looking anxious and full of doubts.
"Nanyuan has a clear mind and doesn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts. She was tricked by you into bringing you here!" Gu Changtian's old eyes stared at Zhao Wujiang, as if he was looking for something.
The pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and Zhao Wujiang could hear the clicking sound of bones rubbing against each other. The golden light in his eyes was condensing, relieving the pressure.
"Grandpa! Zhao Wujiang takes me seriously and never deceives me with false intentions. Grandpa, you have misunderstood!" Gu Nanyuan was anxious, her eyebrows were furrowed, and there seemed to be moisture in her eyes.
Gu Changtian put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes slightly:
"Where's Junior Qi Lin?"
"Brother Qi Lin was killed by a faceless man..." Gu Nanyuan shook Gu Changtian's arm: "Grandpa, Zhao Wujiang is a good friend of Brother Qi Lin. He is a good man."
"I know whether you are a good person or not, grandpa!" Gu Changtian stared at the bright golden light in the depths of Zhao Wujiang's eyes and snorted heavily, and the pressure on Zhao Wujiang suddenly became stronger.
Zhao Wujiang gritted his teeth, big beads of sweat rolled down his face, and he felt as if his bones were collapsing. He didn't understand where Gu Changtian's hostility came from.
"Ah!" Zhao Wujiang couldn't hold it back and roared angrily. A trembling sensation ran down his tailbone to the Tianling Gai, and a numbing feeling swept through his limbs.
He slumped to the ground.
"Zhao Wujiang." Gu Nanyuan hurriedly helped Zhao Wujiang up, her red lips pursed tightly, staring at her grandfather with some resentment and grievance, waiting for him to give her an explanation.
"Fragile!" Gu Changtian snorted, turned around and left with his hands behind his back.
Zhao Wujiang's limbs were a little weak and he was being supported, but there was a hint of joy in his heart because he had broken through the bottleneck. Under the pressure of Gu Changtian just now, he had officially entered the fourth level, the extraordinary state. .
"Thank you, senior..." he said respectfully.
"You're not stupid..." Gu Changtian is short in stature, but his aura is very oppressive:
"Much smarter than the old granddaughter..."
"Grandpa!" After Gu Nanyuan knew that her grandfather was not making things difficult for Zhao Wujiang, the joy that had just appeared on her cheeks suddenly disappeared, and then turned into resentment, and she helped Zhao Wujiang follow.
Gu Changtian's eyes were deep, and golden stars gradually appeared in his turbid eyes. If you look carefully, you will find that the color of the stars is exactly the same as the golden light in Zhao Wujiang's eyes.
"Ahem..."
He coughed twice more, as if he wanted to reveal all his deeds over the past few decades.
"Grandpa, are you still ill?" Gu Nanyuan pursed her lips and looked worried. She had often seen her grandfather coughing when she was a child. As she grew older, the coughing became more severe, and her grandfather often looked painful.
Gu Changtian shook his head and smiled: "When you grow up, grandpa's illness... will be cured..."
"Grandpa, let Zhao Wujiang treat you. His medical skills are amazing!" Gu Nanyuan said quickly, with hope in his eyes.
"Ha..." Gu Changtian chuckled:
“How powerful can one be in medical skills at such a young age?
To cure my grandpa's illness, we need microscopic acupuncture techniques. Even the miracle doctor Zhang Yu can't do it. Who else in the world can do it? "
