Mu Yunhan stretched out his hand and never looked back at Gu Yilan.
Gu Fenglin stepped forward, straightened her cloak, and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Then he took her hand and led her out of this gloomy yard.
"Sir..." Elder Wu was very angry, "You have been working for so long and you just give up?"
It has been going on from the beginning, bribed and threatened Ye Zhou, and helped Mu Yao do this and that.
He even didn't hesitate to hook up with King Xinling, just like that, and he actually gave up?
Where's the fun?
Elder Wu originally said he would not help him, but now he couldn't help but feel angry.
It would be so shameless to lose without fighting!
Gu Yilan turned around in silence, walked to the table and picked up the bronze lampstand.
The lampstand has not been used for a long time and has developed a layer of green patina. At first glance, it looks ordinary.
But underneath it, there are two small characters engraved - "Lanhan".
The knife skills are poor and the characters are small and ugly, making them blurry.
In other words, there is no sword skill at all.
It is carved bit by bit using sharp instruments.
I don’t know how many times the person who carved it has carved it and rubbed it many times. The tentacles are warm and there is no tingling sensation at all.
Gu Yilan lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.
Mu Yunhan's former belongings have been mostly disposed of by Murong.
The only lamp left was so inconspicuous that the person who cleaned it didn't notice it, so he left it casually.
When he saw it, he thought it was her infatuation and love.
He thought that as long as he let her know that he never knew, he could go back to the past.
But he doesn't know that some things are in the past as they are in the past.
She really doesn't love him anymore.
Her love for him had long been wasted in despair and misery year after year, day after day.
As she said, Gu Fenglin was alive to her, but he was indifferent to her.
Elder Wu couldn't bear it anymore: "Let me tell you, do you really like her as a person, or do you like her blood."
Gu Yilan did not answer, but sat down at the table and stared at a certain part of the house.
Ah Yue told him that that place was where Mu Yunhan had been locked up for a long time.
She lost her grandmother in this place, and endured Murong's humiliation again and again.
She was hung upside down in this place and the last drop of blood was drained from her.
Through the mottled moon shadow and dim light, he seemed to see a pair of eyes as bright as glass, looking at him, their brilliance gradually dissipated and became dim.
"Let's go." Gu Yilan stood up and walked out.
Elder Wu caught up and said, "You haven't answered me yet."
Gu Yilan walked faster and faster when a gust of cold wind blew into his throat, causing him to cover his mouth and cough violently.
He bent down, his face was pale, his lips were light-colored, and his black priest robe was blown by the wind, like leaves about to fall in late autumn.
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Mu Yunhan walked behind Gu Fenglin with his head lowered, following every step.
The moonlight is like frost, and the frost is like moonlight.
The two figures sometimes overlap and sometimes separate.
"I heard that you received four tongues." Gu Fenglin suddenly stopped.
Mu Yunhan was caught off guard and bumped into his back.
She stopped, lowered her head, rubbed her nose, her eyes were hot for no reason, and she said stubbornly: "Since you know everything, why did you let it fall into my hands?"
Gu Fenglin turned around and looked down at her, and said softly: "Because you have the right to know everything." (To be continued)