Gu Canmo frowned. It was obvious that this man in white robe had ulterior motives, but who was he (she)? What was the purpose of inquiring about the news about Tianjutang so deliberately? What was the relationship with the man in green robe who exploded that day?

Countless mysteries wandered around everyone's minds, but they couldn't solve them for a while.

This case seems to have been solved, but the mastermind behind it was not found out, and it is even more confusing.

Fortunately, the nail buried in Tianjutang was pulled out, and Qian Lingyu returned to normal, which was also considered a happy event...

...

When Gu Xijiu followed the Saint Lord back to his house, the sky was already bright.

She was a little sleepy after all night, but she wanted to ask about the Holy Lord what she had gained. After all, the Holy Lord directly read other people's memories, and should have seen it clearly, but she was still in the dark.

But the Holy Lord obviously didn't want to say that, and after returning to the yard, he waved his hand and asked her to go to the backyard to rest, while he walked towards his intermediate yard.

Gu Xijiu is not so easy to pass on. In a hurry, she pulled his sleeve directly: "Saint Lord, what did you see in his memory? Who is the mastermind behind it? What is its purpose? Are there any other accomplices in Tianjutang?"

The Holy Lord lowered his eyes and looked at her little hand. This girl became more and more natural with him. She dared to pull his sleeves.

Gu Xijiu looked at him, and was also stunned, letting her fingers go.

She doesn't like people who have physical contact with men. At most, she pats the other person's shoulders and hands, but she recognizes the other person as a friend or younger brother.

She has always respected the Saint Lord very much. Although she didn't want to worship him like others, she still has the respect she deserved, and she never thought of having physical contact with the other party.

This time she actually pulled the other person's sleeves directly, and she took it for granted. This posture looked like a granddaughter who asked grandpa for candy.

Embarrassing! Forget it, just pretend that you lack fatherly love and look for a gap in him.

The Holy Lord's eyes were very aggressive, and Gu Xijiu's heart was beating when he saw it.

However, she didn't know how to retreat, 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, come with me." The Holy Lord turned his sleeves, grabbed her hand directly, and walked into his yard with her.

His big hands were warm and dry, making her smaller hands seem even less slender than when they were held together, and there was a strange sense of harmony when they were held together.

Gu Xijiu's heartbeat was rising again. She subconsciously wanted to break free, but the other party held her tightly and she couldn't retreat.

She couldn't use her skills to struggle, which seemed too artificial, and she suspected that her skills were no match for the other party at all.

After a little bit of trouble, she was already pulled into the house by the Saint Lord.

What's even more terrible is that she was directly pulled into the inner room by the Saint.

When she saw the big bed, the embarrassing incident in her mind flashed through the scene of accidentally falling on his bed last night, and her face became hot.

Especially when she saw the empty bed frame, her face became even hotter when she thought about where the bed tent was going!

The Holy Lord kept walking towards the big bed.

Gu Xijiu was panicked!

He stopped busy: "Saint, you...you can say it here."

Fearing that the Holy Lord pulled her again, she hurriedly sat on a chair passing by, wishing she could take root directly on it.
Chapter completed!