At that time, Killer String told her that there is no absolute waste wood in this world, and he said that it was just physical reasons......

Just saying that there are too many impurities in her body.

There are no seals.

But now, the old woman told her that her spirit had been sealed.

So, who's right?

If what the old woman said before was true, and Mu Qianhan and 'Xuan' were really her parents, then there was no need to lie to her later.

But...... String Killer ...... And what reason did he have to lie to her?

"You, are you really Mu Guzhu?" The old woman still couldn't believe it, and asked tremblingly, her mouth was scarlet, and blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, but she only cared about asking Guzhu questions, and seemed to have forgotten the pain.

"You can not believe it." Gu Zhu looked down at her, and a complication flashed in his eyes.

If what the old woman said was true, then she had killed the old woman by mistake......

She is not afraid of killing, she is afraid of killing the wrong person.

Because people who have been shuttling through blood and killing all year round know life best.

Life, no one thinks it is as strong.

On the contrary, life is fragile!

One moment you may still be alive, the next you may be dead.

And they also know that human life is only once, and to die is to die, and it is impossible to come back to life.

Therefore, she is not afraid of killing, she is afraid of killing the wrong person.

If she kills the wrong person, she will always be condemned by her conscience, and she escapes this feeling.

I don't know why, Gu Zhu's voice was so cold, so cold that she didn't have any emotion, and the old woman listened to such a tone, but for no reason a kind of trust came up from the bottom of her heart.

At that time, the master seemed to be so cold, and his personality was as cold as the cold winter wax moon, which made people dare not approach.

This tone is the same as that of the master back then!

Perhaps believing it, or maybe it was still reserved, the old woman coughed up blood excitedly, and then groped around with her hands in front of her, and touched it for a while before she touched the hem of the lone bamboo.

"I, don't blame me for not believing you, I can't see with my eyes, and I've never seen Miss, so I don't know her...... If you really are, Miss, then fine, I can talk to you personally...... If you...... If you are not a young lady, then please tell the young lady for me...... I'm sorry for her...... For so many years, there has been no ...... to take care of her."

At this point, the old woman was out of breath.

Gu Zhu was silent for a while, but still squatted down and stretched out a hand to support her: "I am." ”

She's not, the soul isn't.

But this body is.

Of course, Guzhu would not say this.

Even if they say it, no one will believe it.

Receiving Lone Bamboo's response, the old woman suddenly burst into laughter, as if she had been comforted, and was very happy......

Her body trembled slightly, and the dagger had almost fallen out as her body trembled.

Blood stained her clothes red.

The old woman struggled to raise her hand, as if in a final struggle.

She squeezed Guzhu's hand tightly, and then said, "Little ...... Miss, I am the only one left of the master, a loyal servant, in fact, in fact, after the death of the master and the lady, I also want to die, for so many years, just to protect you......"

With her here, Mu Qiancheng and they won't do anything to Miss.