However, what makes Gu Yun care more is the identity of the man in the statue painting. There is an answer in her heart. Since Xuancang can follow her, there is no one else except her father who has never met.
In the face of his father who only exists in the portrait and legend, Gu Yun's heart has an indifferent calm. Except for giving birth to her, he has never participated in her life. His parents have no concept, so naturally he can't talk about any feelings.
Seeing Gu Yun staring at the statue painting, Xiao Qingluo was surprised. No wonder there was something wrong with the statue painting? However, he has seen this statue painting for several years and has not seen anything unusual
"Sister?" Xiao Qingluo shouted in a low voice, pulling back the thoughts of lonely clouds.
Gu Yun put his eyes back on the statue painting again and touched it, but even this action could not make Xuancang move again.
Gu Yun pursed his lips, put down his luck, and took off the statue painting. Since this has something to do with Xuancang, ask again when he wakes up in the future.
"Rest!" After saying this to Xiao Qingluo, Gu Yun found a flat and clean place to sit down and meditate and enter selflessness.
Xiao Qingluo Yiyan sat down not far from Gu Yun, tilted his head on his knees and stared at Gu Yun. He looked a little hazy and exquisite jade face in the moonlight.
Once the solitary cloud cultivates, he will forget everything. Only when there is danger approaching, will he feel the outside world. In other times, he will shield everything from the outside world.
At night, everything is quiet and the night is dark. In the broken temple, only the spiritual power wrapped around the lonely cloud emits a shallow brilliance.
Xiao Qingluo, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes at this time. He carefully approached Gu Yun, sat down next to her, and tentatively shouted, "sister? Sister Gu Yun? "
Waiting for a few seconds, I didn't wait for Gu Yun's response.
Xiao Qingluo had more courage. He didn't dare to touch Gu Yun's hand. He just lifted up a strand of Gu Yun's hair, wrapped it around his fingertips, and smiled. "Sister, you're so good, I won't let go."
It was a long night. Xiao Qingluo's eyes were more profound in the night, and seemed to put the whole night into his green eyes.
After working in the body for a week, Gu Yun opened his eyes, just in the morning.
She estimated that there was still some time to start the second assessment of the holy land, so she simply cleaned up and hurried to the mountain behind the Longjun city.
Xiao Qingluo didn't have the wooden card issued by the Holy Land in the first assessment, so he couldn't enter the back mountain to participate in the assessment with Gu Yun, so he had to wait outside the back mountain.
Gu Yun set up a protective barrier on him, but no one can move Xiao Qingluo if his cultivation is below the second realm of soul cultivation.
Xiao Qingluo is used to reducing his sense of existence. In addition, once he wears a hat, he covers his eye-catching face, so few people pay attention to him in the corner.
After Gu Yun made sure that Xiao Qingluo would not be in any danger, he hurried to the front to gather.
The dark crowd gathered together. Looking around, you could hardly see the end. One after another, you crowded me, and another, you stepped on me.
Gu Yun stood at the end of the crowd and watched from a distance, allowing the people in front to rush forward with their heads broken.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and someone shouted, "look, Mu Yixuan is coming!"