After entering several passwords at the door of the room, Aunt Meng opened the door and led the three of them in.

  As soon as the door of the room was opened, a strong sense of technology rushed over.

  The tones of the room are all cool colors. Counting all the colors, they are probably silver, black, white, blue and purple. Except for the bed and some furniture, the rest are all silver metal and glass decorations.

   After stepping into the room, several people walked to the bed.

  I saw a girl with an exquisite fair face lying on her back on the bed. The girl's face looked cute and soft, like a delicate ceramic doll.

  She was wearing a black and white meeting gown, her hair was very long, without any hair accessories on her head, and two strands of hair were neatly arranged from both sides of her cheeks to her shoulders, and stretched to her waist.

  Hold your hands over your belly.

  The girl's complexion is very pale, morbidly pale, her lips are bloodless, and under the plain light, she looks lifeless.

Aunt Meng glanced at Yan Qi'an lying on the bed, and finally sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, and said sadly: "The Lord God has been sleeping for three years. I come to see it every day, but there is no Signs of waking up."

  Gu Zhiqi stared at Yan Qi'an for a long time, then said, "Let me see."

  Aunt Meng immediately got up to make room for Gu Zhiqi.

  After Gu Zhiqi sat down, he first took Yan Qi'an's pulse, and then scanned Yan Qi'an's body with his phantom eyes.

   Then it was discovered that Yan Qi'an did not have a soul in his body.

   Unless her soul is recovered, otherwise, even if this body wakes up, it will be just a walking dead.

   "Miss Gu, how is it? Is there a way to wake up the Lord God?"

  Seeing that Gu Zhixi had finished taking his pulse, Aunt Meng immediately asked.

  Gu Zhiqi: "It's better not to let her wake up."

  Aunt Meng:?

   With a question mark on his head, he looked at Gu Zhiqi.

  Gu Zhiqi continued: "Her soul hasn't returned yet."

  After hearing this, Aunt Meng sighed softly. She also knew that without a soul, even if she woke up, she would be no different from a living dead.

  After answering Aunt Meng's question, Gu Zhiqi lowered his eyes slightly and began to figure out the whereabouts of Yan Qi'an's soul.

  Seeing this, Aunt Meng shrank her pupils, "Gu..."

   He only said one word, but he was afraid of disturbing Gu Zhiqi and causing her to suffer more backlash, so he had to tune in.

   It's just that the bottom of the eyes is stained with a little eagerness.

  Yan Qi'an is the main god, and ordinary people can't figure it out for her, otherwise, they will be backlashed, ranging from injury to death.

   Seeing Gu Zhiqi make calculations, Aunt Meng knew that she was trying to figure out Yan Qi'an's whereabouts. She wanted to stop it, but if the calculation was interrupted, she would still be backlashed. Right now, Aunt Meng can only stand still and worry.

  Seeing the eagerness on Aunt Meng's face, Su Yunling and Tang Yichen also saw that something was wrong, they both frowned and looked at Gu Zhiqi worriedly.

  The time became extremely long, and after an unknown amount of time, Gu Zhi, who was sitting by the bed, moved.

  When he opened his eyes, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

  Su Yun heard this, his pupils shrank, and immediately stepped forward, "Zhizhi!"

  As soon as he met Gu Zhiqi, Gu Zhiqi held his hand and pulled him aside.

   Immediately afterwards, Gu Zhiqi spit out a big mouthful of blood, and spit it directly on the place Su Yunling occupied just now. In an instant, the silver-gray floor was stained red.

   It looks dazzling.

  Hearing this, Su Yun's heart seemed to be entangled by something, and it became tighter and tighter, and the pain was severe.

   Immediately bent down, grabbed Gu Zhiqi's arm, lifted him into his arms, "Where is the discomfort?"

  Gu Zhiqi stuffed a pill into his mouth, then closed his eyes and leaned against Su Yunling's arms.