Chapter 209 (1/2)
”The life and death of Wenfeng forest has nothing to do with you,” Wuhuan whispered with a smile. ”What does it have to do with me when you say the life and death of Fengtian people?”
Gu Xingnuo was not angry at Wu Huan's words and said, ”what's the matter with your face?”
”Burn it,” Wu Huan said simply.
The sight could not penetrate the wooden mask, which made Gu Xingnuo unable to see what Wuhuan's face looked like now. ”I just left a year earlier,” Gu Dashao sighed with Wuhuan.
”Fortunately, you left a year earlier,” Wu Huan said, ”otherwise, you will die.”
Gu Xingnuo's hand on the tea table trembled.
”Those who know, except those who don't ask, are dead,” Wuhuan whispered.
”Then you can fight now, don't ask?” Gu Xingnuo said, ”Wen Fenglin suddenly came to Fengtian. How do you know this is not a set for you?”
No joy is silent.
”Did you hurt the child who had no chance to be his disciple?” Gu Xingnuo asked.
Wu Huan said, ”you think so.”
”No,” Gu Xingnuo said, ”that's it? You're crazy. ”
”I fell out with Yongsheng temple,” Wu laughed. ”Isn't that what you want to see?”
”I hope you don't believe me. I advised you to leave Yongsheng temple,” Gu Xingnuo said, looking at Wu Huan, ”but I don't want you to die.”
”So we're still friends?” Wu Huan asks Gu Xingnuo.
”Friend,” Gu Xingnuo shook his head and said, ”if we make friends with you again, can our family still live?”
”Also,” Wu Huan nodded and said, ”a Zhao Qiuming almost cuts off your family.”
Gu Xingnuo listened to Wuhuan's words and looked dignified, but he just looked at Wuhuan and didn't speak.
”Zhao Qiuming courted all parties among the princes who killed Japan,” Wu Huan said. ”Do you think he will let go of the big tree of Yongsheng temple?”
Gu Xingnuo said, ”falsely accuse my family of collaborating with the enemy before the battle. Is there something about Yongsheng temple?”
Wu Huan said, ”I have no evidence.”
Gu Xingnuo was silent for a long time this time, and then said, ”on the eve of the battle between Xinglang and Zhao Beicheng, I received an urgent report that a large number of refugees gathered outside several grain and grass warehouses in the North wolf pass. Grain and grass is a major event in the army, so I went back to the pass all night.”
”Hum,” Wu Huan sneered, ”lure the tiger away from the mountain.”
”I've been waiting to die since I was in prison,” Gu Xingnuo said to Wu Huan. ”I didn't expect our family to survive.”