"Is it really that formidable?" Gu Chengfeng asked, astonished.
Gu Jiao silently closed the small first aid kit.
Could this dead soldier be the one who, in her dream, had severed Gu Changqing’s legs?
Given that he could defeat three members of the Dragon Shadow Guard, it’s no wonder he could ambush Gu Changqing.
However, the fact that it was an ambush suggests that Gu Changqing’s combat power isn’t weak, otherwise, they could have killed him openly.
"What are you thinking about?"
After coming out of the room, Gu Changqing asked Gu Jiao.
"It’s snowing again." Gu Jiao stood in the corridor, looked at the fluttering snowflakes, and said, "It’s really a good time for a military campaign."
"Just don’t know when it will stop." It would be even better to fight after the snow stops.
"At the time of Xu (between 7-9 pm)." said Gu Jiao.
"You can also read the celestial signs?" Gu Changqing looked at her in astonishment.
Gu Jiao nodded with an unchanged expression, "Mhm, just a little!"
Gu Changqing smiled faintly. He took off his cape and put it on Gu Jiao, his slender fingers, calloused from wear, tied the silk ribbons of the cape for her.
The position of Gu Chengfeng’s Arhat bed directly faced the entrance. Lying there, he watched sulkily as his elder brother dressed Gu Jiao in the cape, snorted through his nose, and then heavily turned to the side!
He would not care about his elder brother ever again!
From inside the room, Tang Yueshan’s thunderous snoring could be heard.
Gu Chengfeng was vexed and distressed, he covered his head with the quilt and then stuffed cotton from the pillow into his ears.
However, the hearing of someone trained in martial arts was too strong, Tang Yueshan’s snoring sounded like thunder right next to his ear.
For a while, Gu Chengfeng didn’t know whether to be more angry at his elder brother for ignoring him or at Tang Yueshan for snoring!
"Hmph! Each and every one of them is here to annoy me! Fine! Once I recover, I’ll go back to Capital City! I’m never coming to this godforsaken place again!"
"What godforsaken place?"
A familiar voice sounded beside his bed. Gu Chengfeng jerked awake, his body stiffening.
"Why are you covering your head with the quilt? Isn’t it suffocating?" Gu Changqing reached out and slowly pulled the quilt off Gu Chengfeng.
Gu Chengfeng weakly resisted for a moment, lacking in strength. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
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