Xuanyuan Mu's heart suddenly started to hurt. This kind of pain had accompanied him countless nights, and he always woke up in the torment of longing and annoyance when he dreamed about it at midnight.
It had been ten years, and he thought the wound had healed well, but when he heard the name, the familiar pain came as expected, even more violent than before, spreading like poison, and unknowingly penetrated into the internal organs...
How many times he dreamed back at midnight, he always saw his Huan'er lying on the snow covered in blood, and the knife that took her life was in his hand... That kind of helpless despair... penetrated deep into his bones.
Xuanyuan Mu's calmness gradually became short of breath.
Gu Donglai fully understood the meaning of these three words.
It is a taboo and a scar that others cannot understand.
"Maybe it's a coincidence? There is not only one person in the world called Yu Buhuan."
Xuanyuan Mu closed his eyes and quickly returned to normal. He said coldly: "Of course I know this."
Ten years ago, he started a life-and-death struggle with Jiao Li for love, and even used Western magic to get rid of Jiao Li completely.
But in the end, Jiao Li took the opportunity to kill Yu Buhuan.
I still remember that it snowed heavily that day. Jiao Li did not leave after killing the people, but lay down next to Yu Buhuan and fell asleep.
Who has ever tried to wake up and see the person they love dead? And the bloody knife was still in his hand.
After complete despair, he personally buried Yu Buhuan, and at the same time buried his love.
There is no elixir to bring the dead back to life, and even if there were, Yu Buhuan's body would have already rotted. Xuanyuan Mu couldn't help but laugh at himself for making such a fuss over just a name.
After taking a breath of cold air, when he opened his eyes again, there was no joy or sadness in them.
Gu Donglai breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Xuanyuan Mu was not affected by the words 'fish is not happy'.
"What's the origin of that Yubuhuan? Why is Dumpling with that person?" Xuanyuan Mu asked calmly.
Gu Donglai handed over all the information collected in Chu State in the past few days.
Xuanyuan Mu glanced at it and said coldly: "Just tell me, I don't want to see it."
The three words "鱼不hap" are like thorns. Although they can't hurt him, they can always make people feel hopeless pain.
Gu Donglai sighed, told everything that happened in the past few days, and finally added: "I heard from Gu Xi last night that Yu Buhuan seems to be a disciple of Taipu Zhenren."
Xuanyuan Mu seemed to have immunity and raised his eyes calmly: "Oh?"
The old man has taken on a disciple again? This is quite new.
"That's right, I will also give her...a half-moon wheel."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Mu stood up with a horrified look.
When Gu Donglai took a look, he immediately panicked. Didn't he say he wasn't excited? Why was he excited again?
Xuanyuan Mu's face was gloomy and uncertain, and the hands hanging on his sleeves were clenched little by little.
The half-moon wheel was personally made by the master for him and his younger sister Yu Buhuan. After Yu Buhuan died, the half-moon wheel was taken away by the master.
Now it appears again but in the hands of another person.
It’s just that he took over Yu Buhuan’s name, he even took over her half-moon wheel.
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
Seeing Xuanyuan Mu striding out, Gu Donglai quickly chased after him.
Xuanyuan Mu faced the cold wind and said calmly: "Go get something."
