Summon Qunhao

Chapter 297 [Ten Years of Traces and Ten Years of Hearts]

Gu Yue'an had already understood that this was the most dangerous stabbing by Elvis King Li Suiji.

This long story about Elvis Presley Li Suiji is the overall foreshadowing for this knife.

Elvis Li Suiji is like a ghost hidden in people's hearts, who can spy on all people's desires and scars, and then kill them with a single knife based on these desires and scars.

Although Gu Yue'an already understood, he couldn't get out, he was trapped in the quagmire of time, and the past events kept dragging him into the abyss.

Inextricable.

Time is fatal.

Ten years have passed, and he seems to have escaped from the past, but in fact, this has always been the biggest flaw in his heart.

He dared not look at her face.

"Gu Yue'an! Wake up!" He heard someone calling his name, it was Prince Wang, and he was extremely anxious, but Gu Yue'an suddenly didn't want to wake up. For no reason, he felt that this was not bad, so he fell infinitely like this Go on, you don't have to face anyone or anything, just let the memories stay in the best past.

"Gu Yue'an, wake up!" It was Wanwan's voice again.

Gu Yue'an really wanted to wake up, but she was about to sink to the bottom.

Just when Gu Yue'an was about to lose his consciousness completely, he suddenly felt a coolness on his face, as if something had splashed on his face.

What is it?
Water?

"Gu Yue'an." Who is calling me again?

Gu Yue'an suddenly woke up, because he smelled blood.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a woman standing in front of him.

The blood came from her body, the blood had stained her white clothes red, and Li Suiji, who had already been possessed, hit like a violent storm, his fingers and claws were all covered with her blood.

At this moment, at the nick of time, the seriously injured woman was powerless to escape.

Gu Yue'an held the knife, ten years of thoughts flowed on the knife.

Once there is emotion on the knife, it will slow down and become heavier, because there is concern and burden.

But it is also like this, the knife can protect the person you want to protect.

There is a woman for whom your heart was broken.

When you were young, love was pure, so love was crazy.

Then love will find a good day to die quietly, like a damaged face.

Really, don't care anymore?

Gu Yue'an, your heart...

What are you thinking about?
Does your knife still have those ties?

"I, no, know, know." Gu Yue'an drew out his knife, and 36 shocks gushed out, and Li Sui, who was possessed by the demon, was wiped out in a hurry.

The illusions around slowly dissipated, and the mist surged up again, but Gu Yue'an still didn't look back, but said in a low voice: "What are you...why bother?"

The people behind did not answer.

After a while, she smiled and said, "You have a lot of gray hair."

"Chen Xiaotong!" Gu Yue'an finally called out the name, he turned around and slashed with the knife while roaring, as if all the doubts and injuries that had been hidden in his heart for the past ten years were all hidden in this knife.

What are you doing for? !

Then the next moment, Gu Yue'an suddenly found himself propped up from a table.

The table was a high-quality table, with moiré patterns on the corners, and the paint on the table was black and gold. There were pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. Gu Yue'an didn't know how to write, but she could tell that all of them were good products.

The room in front of me is exquisite and elegant, and the things used are also extraordinary, which are not available to ordinary people.

The lights in the house were already lit, it was night.

"Chunxiang, what time is it now?" Gu Yue'an heard herself speaking, to be precise, she heard the body she was in now speaking.

This statement is very awkward, but it is true. Gu Yue'an now has his own consciousness and feels that he is possessed by a person, but he cannot control this body.

He unknowingly entered the illusion again, again from the perspective of a bystander, the difference is that this time he was bound.

Gu Yue'an was shocked when he heard the body he possessed speak.

Because the speaking voice is actually a female voice, and, it sounds, this voice is extremely familiar.

It's just like……

"If you go back to the princess, it's three o'clock in the unitary hour. Is the princess hungry? Do you want my maidservant to get something to eat?" the person called Chunxiang outside replied.

"No, I'm not hungry yet." Gu Yue'an found that the person possessed by him shook his head, pondered for a while, then raised his hand and picked up the pen.

Seeing the hand holding the pen, Gu Yue'an's heart skipped a beat again. Those hands...

He will never be wrong.

Slender and tactful, beautiful to the extreme.

Will not……

Gu Yue'an kept shaking her head in her heart, it's impossible.

This……

At this time, those hands had already written a line of words on the spread paper:

Tonight at Haishi, the side wall of the palace and the sweet-scented osmanthus forest are everywhere.

Not signed.

But the person holding the pen had already laughed softly, and said to himself, "Idiot."

When Gu Yue'an heard this, his chest felt like a heavy hammer, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"Chunxiang." After writing those words, the man waited for the pen and ink to dry, carefully folded it, and called the maid named Chunxiang outside to come in.

The door opened, and a little beauty in palace attire came in, looked at the person Gu Yuean possessed and said, "What is the princess' order?"

"Go, give this piece of paper to the person who will be waiting in Yuehua Palace for the final battle tonight." Those extremely beautiful hands picked up the paper with pen and ink, and handed it to the beauty in palace attire. .

"Yes." The little beauty in the palace costume seemed to know who this paper would be handed over to, she smiled lowly, and then said, "Princess, don't worry, with your encouragement, Gu Daxia will definitely give it tonight." win."

"What do children know?" The owner of the hand said lightly, but there was obviously joy that couldn't be concealed in the words.

"Go."

"Yes, county lord."

Chunxiang left.

The door of the house closed again.

The owner of the hand sat by the table for a while, then picked up the pen again, spread out a piece of paper, and started writing again.

This time I wrote a poem:

Huamingyue, dark cage, light mist, good to go to Lang's side tonight.Wear socks and step incense steps, hand-held gold lace shoes.

See you at the south bank of the painting hall, always trembling.It's hard to come out of slavery, and teach the king to be merciful.

After finishing writing, she suddenly groaned, feeling extremely ashamed, as if she didn't understand why she wrote this poem, she quickly gathered up the piece of paper and raised her hand to burn it with a candle, but in the end, she He hesitated again, and put it in his arms.

After a while, she picked up the pen again, and first wrote down two words on the paper, then rare, and finally she wrote three words, Gu Yue'an.

Then she gave a low laugh.

On the other hand, Gu Yue'an had completely forgotten to breathe, her mind was in a mess, and she kept echoing another sentence.

impossible.

impossible.

impossible.

　First more.

　　Immediately the second update.

　　Regarding everyone saying not to whitewash or anything, I just want to say that Chen Xiaotong has never been blackmailed. I just hid part of the information for the sake of more tension in the plot.

　　If everyone has to blame, then blame me, the character is innocent, let alone such a beautiful character as Xiao Tong.

　　I really love this name, I can't bear her being too sad.

　　I hope everyone can understand. If you really can’t understand, then I also apologize, because a little bit of selfishness belongs to the creator, and it is my fault that I failed to bring you a good reading experience.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)