Zi Xi, as long as you say a word, even a sea of flame or a mountain of swords, I will still charge ahead.

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　　In truth, Gu Yun had witnessed the attack of Bone of Impurity before, but at that time he was still kept in the dark. It so happened that what happened to Chang Geng at that time was not very serious, hence he had always mistaken it as training gone wrong. He had never met with such a scene before.

　　Chang Geng huddled up, his muscles became as tight as iron, and he soon trembled violently, as if he was enduring great pain. Moreover, he also possessed astonishing strength, Gu Yun’s hand slipped and was not able to hold him back.

　　Chang Geng threw off his hand fiercely. His fingers were like an eagle's claws, strongly scratching at himself. Gu Yun certainly could not bear to watch him hurting himself. He reached out and grabbed his arm, "Chang Geng!"

　　His voice seemed to have brought a glimmer of clarity to Chang Geng, but it could only stop him for a moment.

　　The steam lamp hanging at the head of the bed, in the key moment, went off after a ‘creaking’ sound, then finally and slowly lit up again. The light was dim and unstable, illuminating Chang Geng's pair of blood-red eyes.

　　Gu Yun was shocked to find that Chang Geng's face and lips were pale, as if the blood in his entire body had concentrated into those eyes, but in the originally ordinary eyes vaguely showed a double pupils.

　　Truly resembling the statue of the legendary evil god.

　　Gu Yun heard of ‘Urgu’ from Miss Chen's mouth. At that time, he felt only heartache. There were certain details he was not able to believe in due to the inability to imagine them. Until now. A cool air climbed up his spine, the pair of eyes with no emotion but with raging bloodshed had caused the seasoned general to feel cold all over.

　　The two watched one another. Gu Yun suddenly had the illusion of encountering feral animals in the wilderness. For a moment, he dared not avert his sight, slowly spreading out his empty hand and tried to reach Chang Geng. Chang Geng did not hide. Even in the moment when the warm palm touched his face, he even lowered his head slightly and indifferently rubbed against his hand.

　　Gu Yun asked in a low, frightened voice, "Do you still know who I am?"

　　Chang Geng lowered the eyelashes thicker than those of the ordinary Central Plains person, giving a low cry: "... Zi Xi.”

　　It was good that he could still recognize those he knows. Gu Yun was relieved that he did not pay attention to the unusual tone of his voice. But he was relieved too early. Not waiting for the for him to breathe out, Chang Geng suddenly and unexpectedly reached out a hand wanting to choke him: "Not letting you go!"

　　Gu Yun: "..."

　　The throat was a critical point of the body. Gu Yun instinctively leaned back and pressed back the cold hand. Chang Geng grabbed his wrist towards him and ruthlessly twisted. Gu Yun has to bend his fingers and tap the numbing vein between his elbows. 

　　In a very narrow space, the two of them exchanged several moves. That madman was already skilled in martial arts. At this time, seemingly with the evil god’s infinite strength as the support, striking left and right, combined with Gu Yun who was afraid of accidentally hurting him, sweat came down. He angrily scolded: "Damnnit, I just came back, where would I go?"

　　When Chang Geng came to a halt, Gu Yun’s hand on the side of his neck gently touched him on the chin with the back of his hand: "Wake up!"

　　This tap might not be enough. Not only did it not wake him up, Chang geng's eyes that seemed to be dripping blood suddenly squinted, then like an enraged young leopard, he turned and bit Gu Yun's arm.