Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan looked forward with cold eyes, and Wenshui and Xiao Ran arrived.

"Han." Wenshui rushed over. If Xiao Mohan hadn't left a secret signal, they would have lost their way. Thinking of this, Wenshui couldn't help but take a deep breath.

You can get in here, but you can't get out, so it's called the Death Bamboo Forest.

"Master, where's the young master?" Xiao Ran asked anxiously, his beautiful face full of worry.

Xiao Mohan looked forward and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid he's in front."

Wenshui and Xiao Ran looked at each other. It was very cold here. I'm afraid there was Hantan Lake in front. Xiao Yijue actually went there alone?

"Let's go." Wenshui said, following Xiao Mohan's figure. After walking for more than ten minutes, they saw the huge Hantan Lake, which was cold in the dark night, and white mist covered the lake.

"Hush." ​​Xiao Yijue heard the footsteps, he stood up and gestured to Xiao Mohan.

Looking at Xiao Yijue's cold face and serious expression, Xiao Mohan wanted to get angry, but suppressed it.

Although the little guy was wearing a small coat, the coldness of Hantan Lake was too strong, and his lips were frozen purple. Xiao Mohan took off his coat and wrapped him up.

"Dad." Xiao Yijue was held by him, calling him softly, pointing to Hantan Lake and saying, "See."

"Han." Wen Shui strode forward, but Xiao Mohan shook his head. They held their breath and dared not speak.

In the silent night, there was a sound in Hantan Lake. The calm lake surface was rippled, and the sound became louder and louder, deafening. Xiao Mohan reached out to cover Xiao Yijue's ears and protected him in his arms.

"Xiao Ran." Xiao Mohan turned around and handed Xiao Yijue to him.

Xiao Yijue wanted to speak, but was sneered at by Xiao Mohan. He shut up obediently and saw Xiao Mohan pull out a dagger and walk towards the edge of Hantan Lake.

Wen Shui hurriedly followed and saw a black thing rising from Hantan Lake.

"Boom" sounded loud, as if the whole bamboo forest was knocked down. Xiao Mohan's tall figure rushed forward, and Wen Shui followed, but was thrown away and fell to the ground.

"Puff." Wen Shui was thrown down and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But Xiao Mohan's figure disappeared in the darkness. Wen Shui got up and shouted: "Han, Han."

"Hua La La" In the cold lake, the waves splashed thousands of feet high, throwing them out, the bamboo forest shook, the world shook, and a trace of blood was seen splashing in the air.

"Han." Wen Shui screamed, but was thrown away and fell.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone in. Gu Chuyan reached out and touched her neck, climbed up, looked around the bedroom, and her mind was blank.

"Hiss, why am I here?" Gu Chuyan climbed up and found that this was not her bedroom.

When she was about to take her coat, she suddenly thought of something. Looking at the sunlight outside the window, she didn't take her coat, but turned around and ran out.

"Madam, Madam." The housekeeper was frightened when he saw Gu Chuyan running without even wearing shoes, and hurriedly said, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"Mohan." Gu Chuyan ran barefoot on the ground, and the cold wind blew her hair.

She ran on the road and fell twice, but got up and trotted like crazy.

"Chuchu." Yao Rong had just gotten up and was about to go to Gu Chuyan. Seeing her running wildly, he was also scared. He quickly turned back to the house and chased after her with a coat.

Zhuo Qi didn't know the situation, but followed behind.

"Mohan." Gu Chuyan ran and came to the outside of the Death Bamboo Forest. She was about to go in, but she kicked a dagger.

She squatted down to pick it up and saw the word "Chu" engraved on the dagger. The familiar pattern reminded her that this was Xiao Mohan's dagger. How could it fall outside?