Princess Against the World

It’s about to start again! !

The people who were chasing Gu Lan were here again! !

Of course, this is not the case with the accounting office! !

She really couldn't figure out how many people wanted to kill Gu Lan! !

"Yeah, it's about to start again!" Gu Lan put down the things in his hands and stood up slowly: "But... it's almost over!!"

He must cut off all his troubles and tails before entering that place! !

Because only in this way will he be safe! !

So, he is waiting here...waiting for those who want to kill him! !

Waiting to snipe these people! !

Because of this, he has been using the rainy weather as an excuse to quietly set a fishhook here, using himself as bait, preparing to hoist up all those people - and kill them! !

Gu Lan didn't hold an umbrella, let the rain fall on her body, and walked out of the door calmly step by step.

Ling Luoyu closed his eyes and listened to the sound of rain washing with a smile on his lips.

Not long after, in the dripping rain, the sounds of swords clashing and people's screams were heard.

The air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.

If there is something, it seems like nothing!

When Gu Lan appeared again, the blood twisted into a line behind him and flowed into the distance.

Ling Luoyu slowly opened his eyes and smiled on his lips: "Congratulations, you won another round!"

Gu Lan walked directly into the room: "Isn't my winning or losing part of your plan?"

"boom!"

The door is closed.

Ling Luoyu smiled noncommittally, withdrew his gaze, cracked melon seeds, and continued to watch the rain fall.

Soon, screams came from outside.

"Killed..."

"Someone comes quickly..."

"..."

In such a small place, as long as someone dies, it is an earth-shattering event.

But when people die a lot, they become a little numb.

When the sky cleared up completely, there were more than a hundred helpless tombs in the fields outside the village.

Before leaving, Gu Lan brought wine and food and went there.

Ling Luoyu sat on the horse and watched him walk past the tombs one by one, offering a little wine in front of each tomb.

"What are you doing, respecting your opponent, or commemorating your opponent?"

Gu Lan paused for a moment: "...don't you think that I am demonstrating? I am telling them that they are all dead and I am still alive!"

Ling Luoyu adjusted his bamboo hat and raised his eyes to glance at the sun in the sky: "You are not that boring person!"

Although Gu Lan is a hateful and scheming guy, he is not someone who commits suicide.

To him, a dead person is just a dead person and has no other meaning.

He will not trample on the dignity of dead people to enhance his sense of existence.

but……

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that you would come here to pay homage to them... I thought that to you, these people would be dead if they died!"

Gu Lan drank the last sip of wine: "For me, it is true..."

He broke the wine jar and flew onto his horse.

But before leaving, he turned around and took a look at the pile of tombs.

"...You said, if one day I am killed...will my opponent also come to pay homage to me like this?"

"If you die in my hands, I promise... I will come over and take a look at you every Qingming Festival and the anniversary of your death!"

Gu Lan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly turned to look at her: "Will I die in your hands?"