Gu Canmo frowned.
It was obvious that this person in white robe had ulterior motives, but who was he {she} so deliberately seeking information about Tianjutang?
What was his purpose?
What was the relationship with the flute player in green who blew himself up that day?
Countless mysteries are swirling in everyone's minds, but they cannot be solved for a while.
The case seems to have been solved, but the man behind it has not been found out, and it has become more confusing.
Fortunately, the nails buried in Tianjutang were broken, and Qian Lingyu returned to normal, which is also a happy event.
When Gu Xijiu followed Shengzun back to his house, it was already dark.
After struggling all night, she felt a little sleepy, but she also wanted to ask the Holy Lord what she had gained.
After all, the Holy Lord had directly read the person's memory and should have seen it clearly, but she was still in the dark.
But the Holy Lord obviously didn't want to say anything.
After returning to the courtyard, he waved his hand and asked her to rest in the backyard while he walked towards his middle courtyard.
Gu Xijiu was not so easy to dismiss.
In a hurry, she directly grabbed his sleeve: "Holy Lord, what did you see in his memory?
Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?
What is his purpose in Tianjutang?"
No other comrades" The Holy Lord lowered his eyes and looked at her little hands.
This girl was getting along with him more and more naturally.
She dared to pull his sleeves.
Gu Xijiu followed his gaze and was stunned for a moment, then loosened her fingers.
She doesn't like to have physical contact with men.
The most she does is pat him on the shoulder and hand, and that's when she recognizes him as a friend or younger brother.
She has always had great respect for the Holy Lord.
Although she didn't want to worship him like others, she still had the respect she deserved.
She had never thought of having physical contact with him.
This time she actually went to pull the opponent's sleeve directly, and she pulled it so naturally.
This gesture was very similar to the granddaughter asking her grandfather for candy.
Embarrassing, forget it, just think that you lack fatherly love and look for gaps in him to make up for it.
The Holy Lord's gaze was very aggressive, and Gu Xijiu's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her.
However, her temperament did not know how to back down, so although she let go of her hand, she still looked up at him, as if she would not give up until she got the answer.
"Want to know" "think" "Okay, follow me."
The Holy Lord turned his sleeves, held her hand directly, and led her into his yard.
His big hands were warm and dry, making her little hands look more and more delicate.
There was a strange sense of harmony when they were held together.
Gu Xijiu's heartbeat was accelerating again.
She subconsciously wanted to break away, but the other party held her tightly and she could not withdraw.
She couldn't use her skills to struggle, it would look too artificial, and she doubted that she was no match for the opponent with her skills.
After a moment of confusion, she was dragged into the house by the Holy Lord.
What's even worse is that she was dragged directly into the inner room by the Holy Lord.
When she saw the big bed, she couldn't help but flash through her mind the embarrassing scene of accidentally falling on his bed last night, and her face heated up.
Especially when she saw the empty bed frame and thought about the whereabouts of the bed curtain, her face became even hotter.
The Holy Lord walked straight towards the big bed without stopping.
Gu Xijiu panicked He quickly stopped and said, "Holy Lord, just say it right here."
Afraid that the Holy Lord would pull on her again, she sat down on a passing chair, wishing she could put down roots directly on it
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