After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 820 Mr. Gu, I Shouldn't Be Alive
But he...

Looking at the broken arm that was still clenched tightly to her, the tears she had been holding back burst suddenly, like beads with a broken thread that never stopped.

Gu Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he gently embraced her cold body, "Miss Yin, don't cry."

He actually knew that they were all the same people, longing for family affection from the bottom of their hearts, so he would do anything for it.

The world is such an irony, what you cherish and protect with all your strength is often the one that hurts you the most.

Gu Qingyu didn't speak any more, just hugged her tightly.

Because he knew that from this moment on, he could no longer expect her to be alone in her heart, because Li Cang bought her life with one arm.

If Li Cang hadn't insisted, she might have died at the bottom of the cliff before he came.

At that time, no matter how powerful he is, he may still be powerless.

Thinking of his heart that suddenly stopped beating at the moment when he held her in his hand, Gu Qingyu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Master Gu, shouldn't I be alive?"

If she was not alive, Li Cang would not have met her, and would not have changed from that eminent monk sitting on a cloud platform to a lewd monk who did not abide by the rules and regulations and was greedy for the beauty of the world.

He would not die silently with such a stigma in the eyes of the world.

I won't lose my only master, I won't suffer so much, and I won't lose an arm.

She is an ominous person, born to bring disaster to those around her!

In the lonely world of mortals, who used to accompany whom to watch the gorgeous fireworks has long been a thing of the past, and now they are no longer their original selves.

Gu Pan's eyes were full of eyes, and his fingers flicked for a moment, only for that promise, buried the paleness of the oath and the emerald greenness of waiting, the old things in the world of mortals, whispered countless ripples, and the moon was dusk, but things have already changed.

Gu Qingyu shook his head, his thin lips parted slightly.

"Miss Yin..."

He almost whispered her name, and gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips.

"No matter how many times, no matter what you pay, I want you to live well."

It wasn't until he met such a person that he realized that life can be so exciting and so craving.

Because of such a person, he began to want to live a good life, to create a beautiful landscape, and to pave a broad road for her.

She held the five fingers holding her wrist with her backhand. The arm had lost its temperature and became extremely stiff.

Only the five fingers that never relax reveal the master's determination.

She raised her head and let out a deep breath.

In fact, since the day she was reborn and returned, there has not been a day when she was not walking on thin ice.

People say that people who have died once are not afraid of anything.

Actually, wrong.

Only those who have really died will know how important it is to be alive.

She planned every step of the way, scheming everywhere, cutting grass and roots, and teaching Nan Ye.

But now, he has studied very well and successfully, and his cruelty made her go too far, but he has not learned to trust.

She forgot to tell him not to get too deep in the muddy officialdom, everything is like retiring, there is no certificate and no cultivation.

"Young Master Gu, let's go, I want to be alone for a while."

After a while, she suddenly uttered a sentence desolately, and there was a deep powerlessness in that voice.

She was afraid, really afraid, afraid of the throng of people rubbing shoulders in the streets of the world of mortals, afraid of the ominous self bringing bad luck to those around her.

"Miss Yin, do you know that a person who is used to being alone, obsessed with silence, and encounters a colorful spring by chance will never be able to leave again."

(End of this chapter)