After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

    The appearance of Guilan can be called shocking.

    He described it as frail, wet from top to bottom, and his clothes clinging to his back and waist, outlining his slender waistline.

    Most of the black hair is wet, and a few strands stick to the forehead, making the already cold and pale cheeks almost translucent.

    Gui Lan's eyelashes were half down, and his drooping hands and feet were bound tightly by black iron shackles. With a slight movement, the iron chains collided with rustling sounds, clanging.

    The sound of the chains colliding echoed in the empty cave, and the boy raised his head, revealing a pair of red pupils.

    His eyes were scorching bright, but his pupils were cold, looking over with an indifferent chill.

    "If you don't want to die, get out."

    Faced with Gui Lan's attitude, Mu Wushuang's heart immediately relaxed.

    While feeling relieved, she was also secretly surprised.

    Which party's holiness can bind Guilan like this?

    It's really amazing that talented people come out from generation to generation.

    Mu Wushuang's mind relaxed for a moment, and there was a puff of breath in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing.

    It is true that Gui Lan was trapped, but the coercion was still majestic, and even her level of cultivation was suppressed a little short of breath.

    Forcibly suppressing the stagnation in his throat, Mu Wushuang walked towards Guilan step by step, and stood still in front of the Wang Binghu.

    Frost white floated on the surface of the lake, and it was a piece of condensed thin ice, sinking and floating along the water lines.

    Suppressing the stagnant feeling in her throat, Mu Wushuang stared at Gui Lan and

    said, "I have something to do with you." Before Gui Lan could answer, she continued, "Ji Yun's injury was done by you. You gave him the injury. What poison?" In the

    lake, Gui Lan let out a low sneer in his throat: "What cats and dogs are coming to ask me. Think about it with your brain, I recognize him?"

    After he finished speaking, he raised his face slightly, as if exhaling .

    Mu Wushuang was stunned, and added: "Last night, did you stab a little boy on the hillside in the eastern suburbs? He is in very bad condition now, what kind of poison did you give him?

    " Somewhat contemptuously, his red eyes turned to Mu Wushuang coldly: "The situation is not good?"

    He paused, and then smiled ironically: "Mu Bodhisattva, before doing good deeds next time, let's see if the other party is pretending.

    " Wushuang gritted her silver teeth: "Pretending?"

    She laughed angrily, shook out the dark green hard piece from her sleeve, held it in her hand and raised it high.

    "Pretending to be dying, the drug test tablets turned out green, right?"

    Gui Lan's eyes flashed, his wrist moved, and the chains that connected him rattled.

    His eyelids were half closed, and he said: "I stabbed the person, the poison is just a common laxative. He is going to die, it has nothing to do with my poison."