Guo Ji looked at his hands, and could certainly tell, Guo Xuwen's injury was absolutely abnormal.
Burns don't react like this, do they?
Guo Ji now also looked suspiciously at his son.
Guo Xuwen sat back in the chair, his body seemed boneless, slumped over the table, gasping continuously, it was as if the whole person was being roasted dry.
Next to him, Xia Xin saw at this moment, the person behind Guo Xuwen, engulfed in a blazing flame.
Those flames were surrounding Guo Xuwen, actually roasting him on a fire.
This might really burn him to death!
Xia Xin suddenly felt a bit uneasy; if Guo Xuwen died at their Jiaoyang Temple, wouldn't that be a major disaster?
Xia Xin anxiously looked at Jiangli.
Jiangli remained unfazed, as if he hadn't noticed Xia Xin's gaze, staring at Guo Xuwen without speaking.
"Xuwen, Xuwen—"
Su Lifan saw Guo Xuwen's state, and tears instantly overflowed from her eyes, quickly walking to Guo Xuwen's side, reaching out to touch him.
