Kuai Chuanzhi, catch the single male protagonist

Chapter 317 The Evil Cult Leader 38
So this saint began her journey of white lotus.

Helping Helian Luchi and raising Helian Luchi, but she just didn't let Helian Luchi call her mother.

When the father died, the mother, although alive, did not recognize him.

The saddest thing in the world is this. When Helian Luchi was eight years old, the saint told him that she was about to leave.

At that time, Heluchi lived with her for eight full years.

This child has only seen one person since she was a child, and only lived with one person, and this person——has abandoned her severely.

Before she left, Helian Luchi made one last request.

After eating all the cakes in Jiangnan, he thought it was a good way to delay the saint, but he didn't know that there was a place in this world called Yipinju.

Thus, the young Helian Luchi lost his mother and father, and became the leader of the Demon Cult by himself.

Gu Ziye: ...

For some reason, although Helian Luchi looked miserable enough, Gu Ziye just wanted to laugh.

"So it is."

"Does Miss Gu feel much more comfortable now?" He picked up a glass cup and stuffed it into Gu Ziye's hand: "Fruit wine is good for digestion, have a good drink."

Gu Ziye raised his head and drank it, only to find that Lu Wen's eyes had been on him.

She frowned and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"For so many years, you are the only woman who has been by Chi's side."

Gu Ziye lowered her eyes and smiled secretly, drank another glass of wine, slightly drunk under the moonlight, she seemed a little lonely: "No, I'm not the first."

"Ok?"

Now Lu Wen is really interested. It was a miracle that one appeared beside him. Could there be more?
Gu Ziye began to tell Lu Wen about Fang Qingya. For some reason, Gu Ziye had a feeling that this person named Lu Wen must be from the capital, and must be a dignitary in the capital.

After listening to what had happened, Lu Wen remained calm. He raised his eyebrows with a little smile in his eyes: "Miss Gu, don't be jealous, don't be angry, trust me, you are the only one in my heart."

Gu Ziye laughed at himself.

only her?
This is when I want to torture people, the first thing I think of is her!After slandering twice, Gu Ziye also started drinking.

As the saying goes, a thousand worries can be solved when drunk, and a thousand worries can be forgotten when drunk.

Because when you are drunk, all your worries and sorrows become someone else's.

Lu Wen didn't expect that this bold-looking Miss Gu would be so good at drinking.

After only three glasses of wine, he was already slightly tipsy.

"Miss Gu, are you drunk?"

"I don't." Gu Ziye was normal at the beginning, until Lu Wen breathed out, "Then don't drink it, women don't..."

Gu Ziye, who just said that he was not drunk, suddenly stood up.

"You are Helian Luchi?"

Lu Wen: ...

He held back his uncracked face and shook his head: "Miss Gu, you are drunk."

"You are not Helian Luchi!" Gu Ziye stared at Lu Wen for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: "You are uglier than her!"

All of Lu Wen's gentleness froze in an instant, and Gu Ziye suddenly frowned: "Who are you, what conspiracy do you have to pretend to be Helian Luchi?"

This is a sad story, Lu Wen put down his wine glass, his expression was pretty good: "Miss Gu, you go back first!"

"Don't say it, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

As soon as Gu Ziye finished speaking, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist. Under the moonlight, the soft sword shone with a sharp knife light. Gu Ziye's face was condensed, as if he was about to rush up!
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