Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

Wan Tsuo Yanghong pushed the door in front of him open.

The interior room with a clean layout and a touch of sandalwood appeared in Gu Jin's eyes.

Before stepping into the room, Gu Jin looked at the person on the bed for the first time.

The thick black mist surrounded the bed, almost unable to see the other side's form, Gu Jin couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

If it weren't for the weak breathing from the person on the bed, she would think that there was a dead person lying there.

"Old ancestor, how are you today?"

Wan Tong Yanghong couldn't see the strong evil spirit at all. He walked to the bed as usual and greeted the woman lying on the bed.

The old man who is over a hundred years old is now in his fifties, with thick black hair.

The woman's muddy eyes stared straight at Gu Jin who was standing outside the door, her eyes eagerly and enthusiastically.

It was such a strong gaze that pulled back Gu Jin's mind.

She squinted her eyes and scanned the old man on the bed.

Before, she thought that the ancestor mentioned in Yihaikou was a very old man, but she didn't expect it to be a woman in her 50s.

She lifted her foot into the room and walked towards the other person.

"Little Jiuye——"

The woman's voice was hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Hello."

Gu Jin greeted calmly in her voice, and glanced casually over the woman's quilt.

The woman was lying on the bed with black mist spreading all over her body.

The place where the black mist is the thickest is in her abdomen, even if it is covered with a quilt.

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

It's not that the cultivator with the highest cultivation level in China nowadays is on the seventh level of Qi Refining. It seems that many things are different from what she knows.

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

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

Gu Jin pursed his lips and smiled. He seemed to be a well-behaved junior, but he was not very gentle when he spoke.

"It's a coincidence. Just now, I also saw your life, Xiangtu Wantu."

Gu Jin smiled, but his eyes flashed with vigilance.

The woman in front of her was not fifty years old, but Xiangu Wantu who was over a hundred years old.

She just opened her eyes and saw the life of the other person.

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

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

Wan Cheng Yihai didn't lie to her, the woman in front of her really belonged to their Wan Cheng family, the last trump card.

The name Wan Tuo Xiangu said, Wan Tu Yanghong's face was slightly surprised.

On the contrary, Xiangu Wantu had a calm expression, and her cloudy eyes showed nostalgia.

"Aunt Xian? I'm afraid that the people outside have forgotten my old bone."

The old man's face was kind, and she reached out and patted Wan Tong Yanghong's hand: "Go and bring a stool for Xiao Jiuye."

"I see, old ancestor."

Gu Jin sat on the stool that Wan Tuo Yanghong had moved, watching Wan Tuo Xiangu on the bed. She really couldn't see that the thin woman in front of him was actually supporting the huge Wan Tu family with one hand.

She squinted her eyes: "If I guess correctly, what you need now is Jidan."

"Not bad."

Xiangu Wan Tuo had already sat up from the bed, and he nodded gently to Gu Jin.

Under the lighting of the room, Gu Jin could see that her well-maintained skin really did not look like an old man over a hundred years old.

"With all due respect, even if I give you the Jidan, it will be useless, you will live soon."