Chapter 890 (2/2)
Jingmo saw that the young master of Fenglin was about to leave. He raised his hand and stopped the young master of Fenglin and asked, ”what's the matter with Xinglang?”
Young master Fenglin said, ”he can control himself. Isn't that very good?”
Jingmo said, ”he calls it self-control?”
Young master Fenglin said, ”what else do you want Gu Xinglang to do? He didn't kill Gu Xingyan. ”
Jingmo put down his hand and whispered, ”they are brothers.”
Young master Fenglin said, ”the others are damn people. If you die, you'll die.” This is really not like what a monk said, but young master Fenglin said it with a strong sense of reason.
Jingmo could hear the maintenance of Gu Xinglang in the words of young master Fenglin and frowned. Jingmo said to young master Fenglin, ”I didn't mean that Xing Lang is bad. I just want to know. If that person wasn't Gu Xingyan, would Xing Lang stop?”
Young master Fenglin said, ”he just stopped, not because it was Gu Xingyan, but because he knew who he was. As long as he knew he was Gu Xinglang, he wouldn't kill indiscriminately.”
Jingmo nodded and said with concern, ”how could he collapse to the ground?”
Young master Fenglin looked back at the opposite door and said in a low voice, ”if you want to keep your mind like him, you naturally have to pay a price.”
Jingmo looked at the young master of Fenglin. His eyes were suddenly fierce and said, ”what did you do to him?”
Young master Fenglin looked at Jingmo and smiled and said, ”do you think I'll hurt him?”
Jing Mo said, ”you grew up around Mo Wen, so I don't care what your life experience is and what you encounter. People are always close and distant. I can't trust you completely now.”
Young master Fenglin was surprised by Jingmo's frankness. It's not easy to hear such straightforward words from Jingmo's mouth. Is this man not going to use him when dealing with Yongsheng temple and Mo Wen?
Jingmo asked, ”now tell me what you did to Xinglang?”
Fenglin Shaoshi looked at Wen Wen, but he was not a gentle man. Seeing Jingmo pressing questions, Shaoshi smiled and said, ”I won't harm Gu Xinglang. Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me.”
”He won't suffer so much for no reason,” said Jing Mo, who was not a good messenger. Staring at the young master Fenglin, ”you must give me an explanation.”
Young master Fenglin said, ”I want to give you an explanation? Who are you from Gu Xinglang? ”
Jingmo whispered, ”I regard Xinglang as my brother. You must give me an explanation today.”
When Jingmo pressed young master Fenglin in the room, Gu Xingnuo held Gu Xinglang in his arms. Gu Xinglang trembled badly, which made Gu Dashao hold his brother tightly, just as Gu Xinglang cried when he was a child, and coaxed him in a low voice: ”it's all right, Xinglang will be all right soon...”
Gu Xingyan, who narrowly escaped death, sat on the ground and looked at Gu Xinglang in his big brother's arms with pathetic eyes. Xiao Wei stood aside and didn't know what he could do at this time. Gradually, Gu Xinglang, who kept trembling, calmed down, opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and the scarred totem on his face disappeared, ”second brother?” Gu Xinglang opened his mouth and shouted. Gu Xingyan quickly wiped his face, came up to Gu Xinglang and said, ”the second brother is here, Xinglang. How do you feel now?” Gu Xinglang looked at Gu Xingyan's neck. There was a five finger mark on Gu Ershao's neck, which was black and purple because of severe congestion. Gu Xingyan touched his neck and said to Gu Xinglang, ”the second brother is fine. Don't worry about it.” Gu Xinglang looked painful and wanted to talk. He didn't know what he was going to say. He almost killed his second brother. Do you apologize? What's the use of apologizing? Gu Xingnuo raised his hand and wiped Gu Xinglang's eyes. The palm of his hand was wet. I don't know whether it was blood, rain or Gu Xinglang crying at the moment. Gu Xingyan pulled his collar up to cover Gu Xinglang's handprint. Gu Xinglang's eyes were covered by Gu Xingnuo and said, ”I'm sorry.” Gu Xingyan said loudly, ”isn't it all right with me?” Gu Xingnuo hugged Gu Xinglang up, rubbed Gu Xinglang's bloody hair with his chin, and said, ”good job, Xinglang, you are good, you control yourself is good!” Gu Xinglang murmured, ”I'm crazy.”“ No, ”Gu Xingyan said hurriedly,” who dares to say you're crazy? I'll kill him! ”