The word Ling Tian came into Gong Qinghan's ears, and her eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened

The heart stopped beating for a moment, and the body trembled uncontrollably

Tonight, she will tell them what she has been hiding,

Perhaps, he will still be on her side without any worries,

Perhaps, in the future, they will all become strangers......

"Stop!" The muzzle of the dead soldier's gun was aimed at Nangong Ling Tian and the others

Nangong Ling Tian looked at Xiahou Yuyan, who was kneeling on the ground with a frightened and excited expression,

Look at the man in black who is holding them back

Looking at the distance, the thin back that stood a little stiff in the rain,

The silver pistol in her hand stabbed him in the eye

Gong Qinghan slowly turned around and looked at them coldly,

Look at the surprise and disbelief on their faces

knew that they should have reacted to her at this time,

But why, why is she still afraid

"Cold!" His cold voice trembled a little at this moment

Obviously, it is only seven or eight meters apart, why do you feel that it is farther away than the whole world

"Let them come!" Her red lips, wet from the rain, opened slightly

The dead man obeyed the order and stepped aside!

He stood still, didn't move, just looked at her like that

Why don't you come, are you afraid of me? Gong Qinghan's eyebrows frowned slightly

Finally, he opened his legs and walked towards her

She could clearly feel the unsteadiness of his steps, even a little messy

"Qinghan, tell me, what's wrong?"

He looked at the indifferent girl in front of him, her indifferent eyes made him scared and strange

He slowly raised his hand, wanting to embrace the soaked girl in front of him into his arms, give her warmth, and melt the indifference in her eyes

Gong Qinghan looked at him and took two steps back

He raised his hand and froze in mid-air

"Qinghan, what the hell is going on, is it where the Xiahou family offended you, you tell us, we will help you teach him a lesson!" Yan Jingcheng spoke

"Chilling ......"

Chu Mufeng was also worried, who are these black-clothed people?

Why did even Xiahou Zhentian dare to tie up, and it seemed that they all obeyed Qinghan's orders

"Xiao Qingqing, are you talking?"

Facing the concern of Chu Mufeng and the others, Gong Qinghan didn't say a word,

Just quietly looked at the young man in front of him,

There were droplets of water hanging on his black broken bangs, and the injury in his eyes made Gong Qinghan's heart ache, and his throat swelled.

She gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and pointed to the monument full of mountains:

"Haven't you always wanted to know about my past, want to know about my family, that's it!"

Nangong Ling Tian turned his head, his gaze following the direction of her finger

A flash of lightning crossed the dark sky, and the rain-soaked tombstones,

The blood-red word "Gong" on the tombstone was so dazzling under the light of lightning

The tombstones all over the mountain, under the rendering of the rain, make people feel extremely depressed,

This tombstone one after another, in addition to shock, only shock,

Nangong Ling Tian's body was unstable, and his hand, which was frozen in mid-air, hung down weakly, and took two steps back

Qing, the cold family......

Nangong Ling Tian's heart swelled with soreness one after another, and his gaze swept over the tombstone one by one,

Heart, suffocating pain!

- "Do you know what it's like to be alone in the dark?"

- "It's Despair"

- "What about your family?" ”

- "In a very beautiful place, as beautiful as here, there are a lot of pines and cypresses, but that place is far away"!

- "If one day, I can convince myself, I will tell you about my past"!