Mu Lin paused here, then looked at Ling Tian and continued, "Recently, there has been a traitor in the Huan Pavilion. This person was originally Wucang, one of the three guardians of the Huan Pavilion, and he was also the strongest one. He seemed to be dissatisfied with only doing
A protector, he led a group of men he had trained privately to besiege Ling Fei, the master of the Huan Ge Pavilion, and finally captured Ling Fei alive with a large number of people. Now he has taken over the Huan Pavilion and is hunting down Ling Fei's only son, Ling Tian.
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Mu Lin's voice was still hoarse. After listening to what he said, Gu Li looked at the angry face opposite him and nodded.
"It seems that I am ignorant!"
After saying that, she also stood up and walked towards the door.
Seeing that Gu Li didn't express his thoughts after hearing this, Ling Tian couldn't help but ask, "When will you help me rescue my father?"
"Kid, listen clearly, I only told you to follow me, but I didn't say I would help you!"
The footsteps at the door didn't stop, and at the same time as she spoke, she had already walked outside the door.
"You..." Ling Tian was angry and was about to accuse her when he heard the person next to him speak.
"No one can force her to do anything!" Also looking at that figure, he spoke for the first time, with the same hoarse voice.
The little face is still angry. If it wasn't because he wanted to save his father, he wouldn't beg her!
He turned around and was about to speak, but saw that the person who had just spoken had disappeared.
Disappointment! It weighed heavily on his little heart, but when he raised his head again, he slowly became firmer.
Dad, wait, Tian'er will definitely save you!
The bright moon hangs high.
In a mansion, there are several black shadows printed on the paper windows.
Inside the house, the man's handsome face looked even more dazzling under the light.
There is an end game on the table, with the man holding a piece on each side.
After a while, he put down the chess piece in his hand, took a white cloth from the edge of the table, wiped his hands, and looked across.
"Where's the person?" The two faint words seemed casual, but they brought with them a little bit of undetectable worry.
"After this subordinate followed him out of Xiangrui Tower, he... lost track of him!"
The man knelt on his knees, and his smart attire made him look handsome.
While he spoke, his words were filled with deep guilt.
This was a task assigned to him by his master. He just followed a child, but he messed it up.
"Get up! The time he spent there is not short. I believe he can handle the matter of escaping."
I don't know whether the words are comforting myself or persuading his subordinates.
"Thank you, Master!"
By the time the words were spoken, the person had left.