"...He wants to save you, even if it's his own life!" Gu Lan lowered his eyes and covered the waves in his eyes: "And...he said, if he fails, let me...I'll take you away!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu then took a step back and looked at him with his eyes fixedly.

The corners of the lips opened slightly, trembling slightly, and tears were picked up from the bottom of his eyes.

"So...so you come here..."

Gu Lan nodded: "I really only realized the matter of Thunder Wrath when I got here. I thought... maybe I might help him, so I didn't immediately explain the purpose of this trip to you. I didn't expect... to make you misunderstand!"

Feng Chenglin could understand, but he didn't know why Ling Luoyu had tears: "Three Young Master?"

He glanced at Gu Lan and felt that his and Ling Luoyu's expressions were a little wrong.

He paused and asked carefully.

"Is it...Is something wrong?"

Otherwise, why did you start crying?

But he didn't hear anything unusual!

"That... Mo Xuanchen is a lucky person who has his own heavenly appearance. You know... With his cultivation level, nothing will happen, so how can something happen?"

These words are more like comforting yourself.

"We...we..."

"He is entrusting his orphan..."

Ling Luoyu closed his eyes faintly and tears rolled down.

"Fatty, he is entrusting his orphan!"

"...what...what...what...who is entrusted?" An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Feng Chenglin's heart: "This entrusted the orphan...mo Xuanchen...he doesn't have that, right? How could it be so serious? Besides, what kind of orphan you are like? Even if you want to entrust it, you will still entrust it to me..."

Ling Luoyu's body suddenly shook.

Gu Lan had quick eyes and hands, and caught her with a cyclone, supported her by Mo Xuanchen, and sat slowly on the ground.

"Three Young Master?" Feng Chenglin was frightened: "You, your business..."

"Has things reached this point?" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, bit his lip, and swallowed the fishy sweetness at the corner of his mouth: "Is something wrong with him... now?"

"He has entered the Qingshuitai. As for...as for what will happen later, no one knows the final outcome!"

Gu Lan sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly.

"Originally, I was thinking about not telling you about this in advance. Let's take a look at the Wrath of Thunder first, but later I found out that I made a very stupid mistake..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were slightly condensed: "What?"

"What Mo Xuanchen wants is the Wrath of Thunder, and at that time they all guessed that the Lord of the Gods had been looking for the Wrath of Thunder for many years. Even though some incomplete fragments were not collected, he must have the greatest Wrath of Thunder, so he ventured into the Divine Palace and went to Qingshuitai, hoping to discover a miracle, but..."

After a pause, Gu Lan's eyes showed a look of guilt.

"Miss Ling, I can't observe it in secret, just to determine whether the place is really the Wrath of Thunder. If not, then the Wrath of Thunder must be in the hands of the Lord of God. With Mo Xuanchen's ability, it shouldn't be too bad, but..."

Who would have thought that man’s calculations are worse than God’s calculations!

What everyone took for granted was not in the hands of the God Lord.

"Before leaving, Mo Xuanchen told me--he and I must have someone alive... to take you away alive!!"

"...why does he have to do this? He knows...I won't..."

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, tears and blood dripped, dyeing his clothes red.
Chapter completed!