Chapter 39 Ran said: "Your grandpa's eyes are never wrong to look at people. That kid is not bad, and he has great wealth in his destiny. Don't worry, he will not die."

Gu Muqing seemed to have thought of something, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Ye Chongluo noticed it, thought for a while, and finally said, "I told your mother about the reason that she opposed your mother and your father. She didn't want to tell you, and grandpa couldn't say too much. Grandpa also hoped that I had misread it."

"But……"

Ye Chongluo waved his hand: "Okay, girl, stop asking." Ye Chongluo felt lonely, looked at the sun outside the window, and sighed softly.

Gu Muqing had to stop, but his doubts became deeper.

Ye Chongluo turned around and said to her: "Let's continue talking about that boy. I did this for his own good."

When he talked about Wu Luo, Gu Muqing's attention was indeed transferred immediately. "For his good?" Gu Muqing didn't understand.

Ye Chongluo seemed to be intentionally cultivating Gu Muqing's thinking habits and explained: "Sometimes, you can't just look at superficial interests when you look at things. You are just a captain now, and there is nothing. When you get to my position, or the Nine Heavenly Sect Elders, you have to go deeper."

"It seems to be dangerous for him to let Wu Luo go, but if he doesn't go, the danger will be even greater."

Gu Muqing didn't understand even more.

"He has offended Mu Yizhuo. This man has a gloomy and fierce mind, and has a big backer behind him. The matter of the Poison Dragon Pill cannot defeat him."

Gu Muqing was shocked: "This kind of thing happened..."

Ye Chongluo waved his hand: "You don't need to know these things now. It's not good to know too much."

Gu Muqing was still angry.

"Even if we want to take care of that kid, we are not in Ruolu's prison, and it's beyond the reach. Mu Yizhuo is always staring at him."

Gu Muqing understood a little: "Do you want him to make this contribution? If the nine elders of the Heavenly Gate will highly appreciate this halo, Mu Yizhuo will definitely be worried?"

Ye Chongluo nodded with satisfaction: "It turns out that he is a descendant of our Ye family, and he can see through it at a glance."

Ye Chongluo guessed it was indeed good. After Ye Nian'an used the transmission array to communicate with his boss, Mu Yizhuo was released not long after.

Mo Qianyan seemed to have received some message. Although he was dissatisfied with this handling, he did not complain too much. He probably received compensation from the Nine Heavenly Gate.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Yizhuo escaped the disaster, but for Mu Yizhuo, it was a great shame!

Mu Yizhuo, who looked gloomy and as dark as water, returned to his residence, but found that all the curtains in the room were pulled up, blocking the sunlight outside, and the whole room was covered with deathly darkness.

He could feel his son in the room, but Mu Yibinglang's aura was very strange.

My son was Mu Yizhuo's heart. He immediately let go of everything and asked with concern: "Binglang, what's wrong with you? Tell my dad if you have anything to do, and my dad will make the decision for you!"

He didn't dare to open the curtains rashly, but just emitted a weak flame to illuminate the room. Mu Yibinglang sat on the ground against the bookcase, his head full of hair, his face pale, his eyes were empty and his lips were chapped. Hearing his voice, he turned his head stiffly: "Dad, I'm finished..."

Mu Yizhuo was so anxious that he helped his son up: "What's wrong? Don't be afraid. If you have anything, just tell your father."

Mu Yibinglang told the matter intermittently, and Mu Yizhuo sighed relieved: "This matter, don't worry, Wu Luo, a small prisoner, wants what kind of slave? He just wants to blackmail your father."

He helped his son to the chair and sat down: "Don't worry, Dad will negotiate with him now. No matter how many jade he wants, Dad will give it to him and he will definitely redeem you."

Mu Yizhuo didn't care about his own affairs, so he simply settled his son and turned around and went out.

I have to say that Mu Yizhuo is indeed a cunning person. Mu Yibinglang just said that he could guess Wu Luo’s real thoughts.

Mu Yibinglang sat in the room and thought for a while, and gradually came back to his senses. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth at Wu Luo: "This damn silly boy, little bastard, he actually teased your uncle Binglang! Let's see how I deal with you this time!"

As soon as the crisis passed, Mu Yibinglang felt relieved. He grabbed a bottle of wine, opened the curtains, sat next to the window and drank by himself. After drinking a few cups, he let out a long sigh and finally recovered from the collapse of the sky and the earth just now.

At this moment, Gu Muqing, who had just come out of Ye Chongluo, walked past below.

When Mu Yibinglang saw Gu Muqing's long figure, slim waist, perfect appearance, and cold temperament, he suddenly felt a sense of evil fire rising up.

He took a sip of wine, and not only did he not suppress it, but his desire became stronger and stronger.
Chapter completed!