Chapter 497

"It hurts!" The fierce wind beat from his face, and Gu Bai's heart cried out.

In the strong wind, Gu Bai couldn't even open his eyes. He reluctantly opened a crack and could only see the boundless darkness below.

Don't wait to die!

He gritted his teeth and tried to use his aura to slow down the downward trend. The green aura broke out, but it didn't play a big role. Gu Bai almost broke his silver teeth, and his strong desire for survival made him dare not be half lazy.

To live, or to pieces.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Gu Bai's aura was almost lost, and his body was weak.

As we get closer to the ground, the shadow of death grows stronger.

Behind the wound burst open, he gave birth to a long lost sense of powerlessness.

Are you going to die?

In fact, he is not afraid. It's just a pity that the task has not been completed.

"To live."

He murmured, but seemed to hear another familiar and strange voice. As if the indifferent and stubborn white God was behind him, inspiring him and giving him strength.

It was like feeling Gu Bai's strong desire to live. Suddenly, waves sprang up in the depths of the spirit sea. A virtual shadow of the green dragon rose slowly. Slowly, he opened his eyes and let out a long cry.

It's like calling, it's like ordering.

When the wind came, Gu Bai felt as if he had fallen into a soft dream.

There was no pain in his imagination. Gu Bai was very tired now. He closed his eyes and fainted.

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It was getting late, but the cave was bright.

Round and delicate night pearls are inlaid on the wall, reflecting each other and emitting dazzling brilliance.

But even more striking than that is the snow-white feathers.

Frost is better than snow, but that's all.

Beautiful and smooth, like the best brocade, but also like water splashed at will, rippling out the beautiful radian.

It's so beautiful!

When Gu Bai woke up, he had a look at the beautiful scenery. It was only when the owner of the feather moved his body impatiently that he suddenly regained his consciousness.

Some embarrassed to look at the spirit beast in front of him, its body shape is like a bird, but it is much bigger than ordinary birds and beasts. Its whole body is snow-white, and it looks up at Gu Bai with haughty head, slightly casting thinking eyes.

Gu Bai asked, "did you save me?"

Although we can't see the level of this spirit beast, but looking at this bearing, it should be a high-level spirit beast, so Gu Bai is not afraid that it can't understand what he said.

"Do you remember my name?" The spirit beast did not answer the rhetorical question.

Its voice is clear, and it is as cool as snow.

Gu Bai shook his head in confusion and sincerity.

"My name is Xuanniao." It moved its feathers slightly and lowered its eyes. It looked bleak.

"Oh." Gu Bai recited the name several times in his heart. I don't know if it is the sequela of falling off the cliff. Naoren has some pain. He frowned and repeated, "did you save me?"

Of course, the answer is inevitable, otherwise he would have become a ghost. But Gu Bai didn't know why Xuanniao did it. There was no such thing as gratitude and hatred without any reason. There should be a reason.

Xuanniao looked up at him: "you called me."

"Me?" Gu Bai was a little puzzled and pointed to himself. Seeing Xuanniao nodding, he was even more puzzled.