"Don't you contradict yourself?"

There was a chill in the corner of the owl's lips.

If Gu Yunxiao had not half the lineage of Tianhu, how could he have come here. Weihai has a lot of affairs recently. In addition to the situation near the sea, he works very busy every day.

"Come back, high priest."

Gu Yunxiao's body leaned back, and his tone became more and more powerless.

The night owl minister did not expect that he took time out of his busy schedule to come. Gu Yunxiao was not grateful at all. Instead, he was mercilessly rejected.

If someone else is around, he will be furious. But in the face of a person whose life is likely to end at any time, he controls his emotions.

"Are you content?"

The night owl minister footed, turned his head, drooped his eyes, and asked.

"No matter how much you don't like it, it doesn't matter..."

At that moment, Gu Yunxiao's deep set eye socket glided through a lonely and cool glimmer, and his lips showed a bitter smile.

"Gu Yunxiao, how old are you this year?"

The night owl minister suddenly asked again.

"Well?"

Gu Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and slipped a little doubt in his eyes.

"High priest, if you have anything to say

"If I remember correctly, you are less than 25?"

The night owl minister carried his hands behind him and took two steps forward. The mysterious and unpredictable eye light fell on the green mountains in the distance. Deep pupil, full of green.

A breeze blowing, a crape myrtle in a corner of the yard gently swaying. In the air, there is a faint fragrance of flowers.

There are few people in the valley.

If you want to avoid the world and cultivate yourself, it is better than a paradise.

"I almost died when you were so old..."

The night owl Minister stood in front of Gu Yunxiao and did not turn his head when he spoke.

Gu Yunxiao can't see the expression change on his face, only see his lonely and proud back.

It was a story that the night owl minister did not want to touch, but today he had to open it again for the sake of a person who might die at any time.

Gu Yunxiao's body leaned back again. Paul was lying at his feet. His eyes seemed sad.

"In that year, I was framed by the closest people around me, and I was poisoned most violently..."

The night owl minister said to himself.

Gu Yunxiao leans on the bamboo chair. Although he is very tired, he still holds his spirit and listens quietly to the owl minister.

"Crocodile tears," have you ever heard of

The night owl minister suddenly turned to look at him and asked.

"It is said that there is no antidote poison..."

Gu Yunxiao's heavy eyelids gently pulled two times, showing a trace of astonishment in his eyes.

"That's right."

The night owl minister turned his head again, his eyes were deep.

"At that time, I thought I was dead like this..."

His hands were tight behind him.

"Don't you think I'm living well now?"

"Well..."

Gu Yunxiao's blue eyes shrunk slightly.

He could not imagine that the king of the night, who was standing in front of him at the moment, would be so dangerous in the long river of life.

Although he didn't know who was so cruel and cruel, he could see the fleeting pain in the short-term look with the owl minister just now.

I think that the people around him must be his closest relatives.

"Gu Yunxiao, there is a saying that" my life is up to me, not from heaven. "It means that life or death are all in your mind

The night owl minister finally said.

"The high priest I... "

The short conversation, in Gu Yunxiao heart set off a burst of waves, there is also a trace of want to continue to live.