At this moment, Zhou Mu felt that all the vitality in his body was forcibly drained!
For a moment, he forgot he was versed in martial arts, staggering toward the direction where Gu Changsheng had fallen, like an ordinary man about to lose his beloved, stumbling and falling several times, in a state of utter embarrassment, far from his former elegance and nobility...
"Changsheng! Changsheng..."
"Daughter! Daughter..."
"Mother! Mother..."
"..."
It felt as if everything around him had detached, Gu Changsheng's long eyelashes slightly drooping, her bright small face as pale as paper...
Dressed in black brocade inlaid with gold, with long hair draped over his shoulders, Shi Wujue lowered his head, looking at the woman in his arms, who was scant of vitality but still exuded an indelible arrogance, his slanted brows furrowed slightly, a pensive glimmer flitting across his wicked eyes...
