When Yang Hong pushes the door in front of him.

The clean interior with light sandalwood appears in Gu Jin's eyes.

Has not stepped into the room, Gu Jin eyes for the first time, locked in the bed.

Rich black fog will be surrounded by the bed, almost can't see each other's shape, Gu Jin can't help but slightly open his eyes.

Had it not been for the faint breath from the bed, she would have thought that there was a dead man lying there.

"How are you today, ancestor?"

Wanhou Yanghong can't see the strong evil spirit at all. He goes to the bed as usual and asks the woman lying on the bed.

The old man who is over 100 years old is still in his fifties with thick black hair.

The woman's turbid eyes were staring at Gu Jin standing outside the door, eager and enthusiastic.

It was such a strong vision that drew back Gu Jin's mind.

She narrowed her eyes and swept at the old man on the bed.

Before, she thought that the ancestor in yihaikou was a very old man, but she didn't expect that it would be a woman of about fifty.

She walked into the room with her feet up and towards each other.

"Little nine master -"

the woman's voice was hoarse, as if she had not spoken for a long time.

"Hello."

Gu Jin's voice calmly said hello, his eyes on the quilt covered by the woman, and he glanced as if nothing had happened.

The woman lay on the bed, covered in black mist.

The place where the black fog is most thick is in her abdomen, which can't be covered even with quilt.

She also found that the woman's cultivation was at the top of the Ninth level of refining Qi, which was really a master.

It's not that the highest monk in China is in the seventh floor of refining gas. It seems that many things are different from what she knows.

The woman lying on the bed is also looking at Gu Jin.

Her hoarse voice, sounded again: "I have seen you, in my foreknowledge."

Gu Jin chuckled, like a clever younger generation, but his words were not very gentle.

"It's a coincidence that just now, I saw your life, Wanqi fairy."

Gu Jin's face was smiling, but his eyes were shining.

The woman in front of her is not a fifty year old, but a hundred year old lady.

She just opened her eyes and saw each other's life.

All those pictures told her that the other party was a cruel character.

For so many years, if it had not been for her, the Wanzao family would have survived or been kicked out of the four families.

Wanzao Yihai didn't cheat her. The woman in front of her is really the last trump card of their Wanzao family.

As soon as the name of Wanzhe fairy girl is exported, Wanzhe Yanghong's face is slightly surprised.

But the immortal looked calm, and her turbid eyes showed the color of nostalgia.

"Fairy girl? I'm afraid people outside have forgotten my old bone. "

The old man's face was kind. She reached out and patted Yang Hong's hand: "go and move a stool for Xiao Jiu Ye."

"I see, ancestor."

Gu Jin sits on the stool moved by Yang Hong and looks at the fairy girl on the bed. He can't see that the thin woman in front of him is actually supporting the huge family.

She squinted: "if I guess well, what you need now is Zhuji Dan."

"Not bad."

Wanhou fairy had already sat up from the bed, and he nodded to Gu Jin gently.

Under the illumination of the light in the house, Gu Jin can see her well maintained skin. It doesn't look like an old man over 100 years old.

"With all due respect, it's no use even if I give you the building base pill. You won't live long."

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