Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"It's okay, I have something else, see you later."

"Then be careful, the Bai family is not safe now."

"it is good."

When Jun Moyan brushed Gu Li's shoulder and passed by, he smelled blood from Gu Li.

He stopped and looked at Gu Li: "Brother Gu, are you hurt?"

"No ah."

"It was in the hall just now and accidentally rubbed against someone else." Gu Li said, tearing off his **** sleeves.

If you don't look closely at the black suit he is wearing, there is really no blood on it.

"Just fine."

Jun Moyan said something, and then left with Ace.

Gu Li looked at the two leaving figures with complicated expressions.

Stopped with the two who had been completely lost.

"Forget it, this guy is not a human being. It is estimated that he will not be killed. No matter how badly he is injured, we ordinary mortals can't hurt him." Ais said.

"No, the knife that hurt him is not an ordinary knife." Jun Moyan had clearly felt that Nie Jiuque's breath was rapidly weakening before, but at this moment he could not feel the existence of Nie Jiuque's breath at all.

If it was just an ordinary injury, the guy would disappear completely in a few seconds and return to his territory to heal.

But this time he dragged a whole body of blood, running away like a normal person.

"Do you know where that person usually stays in the human world?"

"How would I know."

"Where is the Bai Mingmen? Where is the territory of the Bai Mingmen?"

"I said I didn't join the White Mingmen. I didn't even know that guy was from the White Mingmen at first." Ace was speechless.

"What's the matter with you? Isn't that your enemy? What do you care about him? Isn't it better to die?"

"My wife is still in his hands. He is dead. Where can I find it?"

Jun Moyan was in a bad mood at the moment.

He didn't know if Xiaoguai's patriarch's grandmother sent him to kill him because the man who put a cold gun at him and injured Nie Jiuque again.

Two days later

Capital

Outside the city

There is a private villa on the hillside

Gu Li sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the unconscious man on the bed.

For a while, the look seemed to be looking at a familiar person, and for a while, it seemed to be looking at a stranger.

His eyes ranged from the eyebrows, nose, mouth and chin of the unconscious man.

Every five sense organs are what he saw from childhood.

This is dust-free.

At night, Jun Wuchen woke up from a coma.

At a glance, I saw Gu Li sitting on the side of the bed quietly looking at him.

He knows that he has not exposed.

"Gu...cough cough..."

Gu Li felt tight and hurriedly said, "Don't talk, the doctor said your wound is too deep, you can't get emotional, and don't move around."

Jun Wuchen coughed for a long time before he recovered.

The stitched wound around his waist almost split open, and the pain made him sweat.

Gu Li fed him some water and wiped his sweat.

"Hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll let someone do it."

He paused and continued: "Your favorite sweet porridge?"

Jun Wuchen shook his head slightly, looked at him, and spoke weakly:

"Brother Gu, don't you have anything to ask?"

Gu Li looked at him, his eyes locked tightly against his pale face.

The emotion in the eyes is unclear, and the way is unknown.

He originally wanted to wait for him to wake up and then question who he was.

But such a question, he couldn't say it.

This is the person he has been protecting since he was a child, even if it is a verbal injury, he can't do it.

He looked at Jun Wuchen for a while, then slowly said: "You speak, I listen."

"I said, Brother Gu believes it?"