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With this kick, Gu Yixuan stumbled slightly, and the two of them entered the door half a step too late.
Gu Yixuan was so angry that smoke was rising from his head. He could only watch helplessly as his grandson Zhao Yi led his little junior sister into the woodshed, with a hint of resentment in his heart.
This seed of resentment is buried in his heart. It only needs a small stimulation every day, and it is like taking root and sprouting, growing day by day.
Damn Zhao Yi! Gu Yixuan gritted his teeth and followed in. Because he took too big a step, he kicked the door frame, making a "clang" sound.
Mu Jinghong frowned and turned around to look, and said coldly to Gu Yixuan, "Be careful."
"Yes, Master." Gu Yixuan was startled and quickly bowed and saluted, no longer daring to show the slightest anger on his face.
Mu Jinghong didn't bother to care about his disciples.
"This Gu Yixuan, with his ordinary qualifications, would not be qualified to join the City of Shadows if his daughter, Mu Xiaoxue, had not asked him to become a disciple.
It¡¯s just because of the power of the Gu family behind Gu Yixuan.
Although the Gu family is not a first-class aristocratic family, it can still be ranked among the second-class aristocratic families.
It seems that there are still some merits.
Mu Jinghong's steps suddenly stopped. Looking from his angle, he could see a thin and shriveled figure, huddled in the corner, his whole body pressed against the stack of firewood, like a thin layer of paper. He looked vicissitudes of life and pitiful.
"Qingya." Mu Jinghong's voice revealed a hint of trembling fear.
He never thought that Qingya, whom he had not seen for a short period of time would be tortured into such a state of inhuman form?
These people are really abominable!
Mu Jinghong opened her eyes and walked forward quickly.
Mu Qingya, who was huddled beside the firewood pile, couldn't help but twitch slightly, and shrank back behind the firewood pile.
This feeling of resistance and rejection is very obvious.
"Qingya." Mu Jinghong couldn't care less about how dirty she was, and ran forward with long strides, and lifted the frail woman into his arms.
At this moment, he could clearly see Mu Qingya¡¯s face was like a withered bone.
With grief and anger in her heart, Mu Jinghong couldn't help but burst into tears, "Qingya, how have they, these people, treated you these days?"
How could a dignified and elegant woman be tortured into such a state?
She fell into the hands of Qiao Mu. That evil woman Qiao Mu actually sent someone to make his Qing Ya look like neither a human nor a ghost.
"Mother, mother!" Mu Xiaoxue was almost stunned by her mother's current appearance. She shouted twice in succession and knelt down in front of her mother.
Mu Qingya's dim eyes suddenly burst out with a gleam of light. She stretched out her bone-like hand and groped in front of her, as if she wanted to grab Mu Xiaoxue's hand.
However, when Mu Xiaoxue saw her mother's black hands, which were like two bones, she felt a little hesitant and subconsciously shrank back.
Although this movement was very fast, who was Mu Qingya? Even though her eyes were blurry, she could still clearly see her daughter's movements.
Her disgusted withdrawal of her hand was like a heavy punch, hitting Mu Qingya's heart firmly.
Mu Qingya¡¯s heart twitched, and the sound coming out of her mouth sounded like it had been run over by a wheel.
She called out two words "Xiao Xue" in a deep voice, and raised her trembling hand again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com