witch doctor and queen

Chapter 117 An unprecedented sense of oppression
It stands to reason that Gu Rong is a candidate for the next head of the group, and if the head of the group has an accident, Gu Rong will benefit the most.

If it was replaced by some other people with bad intentions, they might wish that the head of the group would die soon.

However, Gu Rong is a person who knows how to repay his kindness. The head of the regiment picked him up back to the mercenary regiment when he was a child. Not only did he save him from starvation and cold, but he also taught him martial arts and calligraphy, and even gave him the mercenary regiment of Yanya. The identity of the young master.

Although Gu Rong didn't say anything, he kept these favors in his heart.

A kind person, meeting a person who knows how to be grateful, this is probably the most beautiful appearance in the world.

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On the other side, in the hotel room.

A cushion was placed on the table, and three small animals were nested in it.

One of them was falling into a coma, and the top of its head was delicately wrapped with a white bandage, which blended with the beautiful long white hair all over its body.

Beside the little white beast is a black cat, which is also sleeping at this time.

The only thing that was awake was a purple raccoon, nestled on the edge of the cushion, with a pair of big round eyes open, curiously looking at the black cat not far away.

When the purple raccoon was brought into the house from the auction, it was placed in a corner, and Wu Mo deliberately shielded it, so although he was in the house at that time, he did not hear the communication between Wu Mo and Xue Bao.

Therefore, in its eyes, Xue Bao is nothing more than an ordinary pet cat, and at most it is just a bit spiritual.

Even now, no matter how it observes, it doesn't see any abnormalities in the black cat that has swallowed its demon pill.

Just when the purple raccoon was about to look away for a rest, a subtle fluctuation suddenly appeared on the black cat.

Immediately afterwards, the fur on the black cat's body seemed to become darker and shiny, and the color was also more shiny than before.

This change is brief and small, and if the purple raccoon hadn't been staring at it intently, it might not have been noticed at all.

Just when the purple raccoon was startled by this scene, the black cat that had been sleeping all this time suddenly opened its eyes!

The deep and dark pupils just happened to meet the purple raccoon's eyes!

The purple raccoon trembled, almost screaming out of fright.

At this moment, there was a sound at the door of the house.

"Squeak-"

A small figure entered.

Xue Bao glanced at the dumbfounded purple raccoon, then shifted his gaze to the door.

The person who came... was Zou Zichen!

"Xue Bao, have you rested?" Seeing the black cat looking at him, the boy greeted with a smile.

He has always been like this, even though Xue Bao never acted too human in front of him, he always communicated with it tirelessly, as if Xue Bao could understand it.

Although, Xue Bao can indeed understand.

As always, there was no response, Zou Zichen didn't say anything, and walked towards the table.

Sweeping past the purple raccoon, Zou Zichen finally set his eyes on the little white beast next to Xuebao.

Wen Ze was in a coma at this time, his small body was curled up into a ball, and there was a sense of fragility all over his body.

Zou Zichen was just like that, staring at it motionlessly.

At first Xue Bao thought that Zou Zichen would do something, after all he chose to come in when Wu Mo was away, but after a long time, he just looked at Wen Ze quietly.

Xue Bao felt that Zou Zichen seemed a little different from before.

Zou Zichen usually has a bright smile on his face, giving people a kind of childish innocence, which makes people who meet him for the first time can't help but love him and want to get close.

However, at this moment, he put away his smile and stared blankly at the little white beast in thought, which gave Xue Bao an unprecedented sense of oppression.

(End of this chapter)