"Does the girl know the origin of that painting? Can you tell me?" Jiuyan grabbed Yue Ya's arm with force, her expression unconcealable excitement.
The powerful Yue Ya couldn't help but screamed in pain, and Jiu Yan slowly let go of her hand.
Yue Ya kept touching the arm that was pinched just now, and looked up at Jiu Yan with a look of helplessness. "Ninth Young Master, it's better not to ask, Yue Ya can't tell you either. Please go back!"
Seeing that Jiuyan still had no intention of leaving, Yueya simply opened the door and pushed Jiuyan out. Then he quickly locked the door and entered the back room.
Jiuyan was pushed out unexpectedly, which felt a little strange. Yueya, who was usually considerate, actually learned to chase people away today, which was too abnormal.
Thinking of this, Jiuyan slapped the door of the small courtyard hard. "Open the door, open the door... Crescent Moon Girl." Jiuyan shouted, but no one responded.
"Did you fall asleep? How could it be so fast!" The more Jiuyan thought about it, the more her heart grew cold. No longer caring about gentlemanly etiquette, Jiuyan kicked the door open.
There was no one in the yard, which made Jiuyan feel anxious. Jiuyan walked straight to the door of the back room and was about to knock on the door, but stopped.
Jiuyan kicked the door open hard, and what he saw was that the girl who was fine just now had fallen into a pool of blood, and the wound on her neck was still bleeding.
Jiuyan silently walked to her body and touched her wound tremblingly. The blood dyed her fingers red, and when it fell on the ground, it formed flowers.
Yue Ya still had a smile on her face, which was the only thing Jiu Yan felt happy about. This girl probably already knew the ending.
Jiuyan bent down and picked up Yueyue, planning to find a place to bury her peacefully. As soon as she walked out of the back room, she saw a familiar figure from behind.
"Ding dong..." Gu Mo saw clearly the girl in Jiu Yan's arms, and the sword in his hand slipped involuntarily and fell to the ground.
Seeing him, Jiuyan was also stunned. But she met him at this time. Jiuyan lowered her head and walked towards the door, but was stopped by Gu Mo.
"Xiao Mo, you..." Jiuyan opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, so she subconsciously chose to remain silent.
Gu Mo ignored Jiuyan, stretched out his hands and gently placed Yue Ya's body on the ground. He picked up Yue Ya's hand and rested his head on her hand.
Although there was no warmth anymore, she was always the warmest in Gu Mo's heart. Gu Mo gently pushed aside Yue Yao's hair that was blocking Yue Yao's face, revealing her jade-like face.
She was still so young, not even married yet. She just lay here motionless, unable to respond to him anymore. But who should be blamed for all this? Blame him for not protecting her well.
"Yueya, please wake up. Mo'er is here, look at me, okay? I will be obedient and won't run around anymore. Please wake up!" Gu Mo looked at her pale face with tears in his eyes.
Falling down drop by drop.
Gu Mo knew that his last relative had left him, leaving him alone in the world. But without her, what was the meaning of his life.
Jiuyan didn't know what to say and it was too late to do anything. He knew that Gu Mo might hate him, but when it came, Jiuyan still felt heartbroken.
"What are you doing here, Ninth Young Master? Gu will not hold Ninth Young Master responsible, and neither will the Gu family. I hope Ninth Young Master will leave here and never come back again." Gu Mo said coldly, without even looking at Jiu Yan.
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Gu Mo slowly put Yue Ya in his arms and passed by his young master. If we say goodbye today, it will be difficult to see each other again in this life.
"I didn't kill her." The moment Gu Mo walked out of the door with Yue Ya in his arms, Jiu Yan called out to Gu Mo and wanted to explain.
Gu Mo was stunned for a moment, looked at Yue Ya in his arms, and left without looking back.
Jiuyan looked at this small courtyard that no one lived in anymore, and felt extremely irritable. Yue Ya was dead, and the clues were broken. And Gu Mo would not pay attention to him anymore.
Jiuyan returned to the place where Yue Ya died, trying to find some clues as to who killed Yue Ya? Not even a girl was spared.
At a glance, there was nothing but blood, not even a hair. Jiuyan knelt on the ground and carefully examined every inch of land, but there was still nothing.
Jiuyan stood up and walked around the room. Jiuyan put his hand on the wall, trying to sense whether there was any spiritual power fluctuation.
Not surprisingly, there is indeed a fluctuation in spiritual power. Not only that, but the person who came is quite high. Yueya is a maid and has no spiritual roots. So he is the one who killed her.
In a place like Linchuan, there are very few people who can reach the realm of Zixuan. And when Dafa Zhou Zhang killed a maid, he couldn't think of anyone other than the Gu family.
Jiuyan sat on the ground dejectedly. He couldn't do anything now. It would be great if that guy Mo Qi was here. Jiuyan missed him a little.
The sky outside was getting darker and darker, but Jiuyan couldn't calm down at all. The pool of dried blood looked particularly dazzling.
Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and before Jiuyan could react, a knife was placed on his neck, and the light was reflected.
"Gu Mo, put down the knife!" Jiu Yan looked helplessly at Gu Mo who suddenly kicked the door, suppressed her anger, and persuaded him in a good voice.
Gu Mo looked at Jiu Yan with bloodthirsty eyes, his eyes were fierce, not like him at all. After hearing Jiu Yan's voice, he fell straight down.
"Gu Mo?" Jiuyan pushed him, but he didn't move. Jiuyan felt his breath again, and then felt relieved. It turned out that he was just asleep.
Jiuyan slowly lifted him up and put him on the bed. There were tears in the corners of Gu Mo's eyes. It seemed that he had been crying for a long time.
He was asleep, but Jiuyan was not sleepy at all. He rushed in for no reason, but did not kill him. He is here now and is in danger of being killed at any time.
Thinking of this, Jiuyan picked up Gu Mo's wrist and tried to transfer spiritual power. Jiuyan gave the spiritual power to Gu Mo, but it had no effect at all.
"You're useless like this!" Mo Qi came in at some point and watched the farce.
Mo Qi looked at Jiuyan and shook his head. He didn't even bother to complain about Jiuyan. He, a person who didn't use spiritual power very often, knew that forcibly losing spiritual power would backfire, but he didn't believe that Jiuyan didn't know.
"Then what do you think we should do? If he doesn't wake up, this matter won't be over." Of course he knew it was useless, but he could only treat it like a dead horse. What if it worked?
Mo Qi shrugged. He didn't know how to save people. "Otherwise, how about falling asleep?"
At the moment, there is no good way other than this. To dream means to communicate with the spiritual world through singing, to enter a person's dream and wake him up.
"Well, let's get started." Jiuyan looked at Gu Mo who was unconscious on the bed and decided to take a chance. If it didn't work, she would just stay with him.
Jiuyan and Gu Mo lay side by side on the bed, holding Gu Mo's hand tightly and closing their eyes. Mo Qi slowly sang a dream song, allowing Jiuyan to enter Gu Mo's dream.