The person holding Chu Yunluo's wrist was none other than Gu Moxiao.
At this time, Gu Moxiao was staring at her calmly, as if her face was just an ordinary scar, and she was still that touching woman.
I don't know why, Chu Yunluo didn't want to refuse Gu Moxiao's request, and let him take the ointment, dip it in and gently apply it on her wound.
Probably because of the ointment, Chu Yunluo felt that Gu Moxiao's fingertips were cool, and when they touched her skin, it was very comfortable, and his heart was very peaceful.
This is a very special feeling, which Yong Mingan never gave her in the past.
"Will your facehave scars?" Gu Moxiao asked suddenly.
In fact, he doesn't mind whether Chu Yunluo will leave scars on his face or not, but this person should be flawless and should not have any scars.
Those bastards who hurt her deserve to die
Chu Yunluo's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look up at Gu Moxiao's handsome face: "Do you mind if my face is destroyed?"
Gently shaking his head, Gu Moxiao's eyes were firm: "I don't mind what you look like, but you were hurt by bad people. If you don't recover, I will ask their whole family to be buried with you."
He spoke calmly, but the firmness in it was still very obvious, which made Chu Yunluo couldn't help laughing.
"I heard that ice-cold snow lotus can heal scars, but that thing is hard to come by. I'm afraid my scars won't heal." Chu Yunluo looked at the bronze mirror and said regretfully.
"Is it ice-cold snow lotus?" Gu Moxiao murmured, and silently wrote down the name.
"Aren't you serious?" Seeing Gu Moxiao's serious look, Chu Yunluo couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry, I know my injury well."
Gu Moxiao didn't speak, but there was some emotion on his face.
"Are you going to Lengyue Mountain?" Gu Moxiao said suddenly.
"How do you know?" Chu Yunluo was a little surprised.
However, she soon figured it out.
It must be my good brother Chu Xiuzhu, who told Gu Moxiao.
Slightly sighed: "Are you going with me?"
Gu Moxiao nodded silently.
Although she felt very helpless, Chu Yunluo did not refuse, because she knew that it was useless to refuse.
Either way, with a powerful expert like Gu Moxiao by his side, his own safety can be guaranteed.
"who?!"
At this moment, Gu Moxiao seemed to sense something. He scolded angrily, and threw out the vial of ointment in his hand, directly breaking the window paper, and flew straight out.
"ah!"
There was a woman's cry of pain outside the door, followed by the sound of falling.
Chu Yunluo immediately ran out, followed by Gu Moxiao.
And as soon as they left the room, the two of them saw Yan'er who had been knocked down by Gu Moxiao.
"Yan'er?" Chu Yunluo raised his eyebrows slightly, and he already understood the general idea in his heart.
It must be Song Ruochu who asked Yan'er to monitor him.
"Miss, miss." Yan'er was found to be cheating, and his face was a little pale.
Fortunately, it was just a ointment bottle. If it was a sharp weapon, she might have lost her life.
"Why are you here?" Gu Moxiao hated Song Ruochu's master and servant for a long time, and naturally he didn't look good when he saw Yan'er.
"Slave Slave is just passing by!" Yan'er quibbled.
She wouldn't say that Song Ruochu asked her to come, she couldn't ruin the young lady's plan.
"Really?" Chu Yunluo smiled coldly, knelt down and looked down at Yan'er. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com