Chapter 488: The most eye-catching thing about a person is not his appearance

Chapter 488 The most eye-catching thing about a person is not his appearance

The power battle of Gu's Yinmen officially kicked off.

Gu Zhi's resolute action, cruelty, and cruelty soon became a popular existence in the clan, and Gu Shihuai was also on the verge of collapse under her reckless targeting and suppression, and under the abandonment of her former colleagues.

The betrayal came so quickly.

He never thought that someone would arrange everything so precisely that he would even be taught that there was no way to retreat.

All calculations were made at the front, and behind him, he suffered from the enemy.

So, after Jiang Wei, Gu Shihuai became another guest in Gu Zhi's basement.

"Gu Zhi, do you really think you won just like that?"

The renovated basement looks like a different kind of prison. Gu Shihuai sat in it, still maintaining the cleanliness and uprightness at the beginning.

But only he himself knows how strong the hand on the crutches is.

Standing at the door, Gu Zhi looked at the people inside who would not be humbled even if they were down to this point, from a distance. His finger landed on the iron rod and scraped lightly.

"Grandpa, look, now the situation is reversed, the person standing in the cage has become you~"

She stood still and turned around, looking directly at the people inside, her brows arched openly: "In this way, if I don't win, who will win?"

"I should have guessed that you, a pawn, have never really been held in my hands."

Gu Shihuai's muddy old eyes narrowed slightly, and there were a few strands of coldness and darkness in them: "Since you started to have your own thoughts, I should have been more careful, but it's a pity, my attention was all on Gu'an at that time, I ignored you, a poisonous snake raised by me."

"These words are heart-pounding, and it makes people feel angry," Gu Zhi chuckled, "But Grandpa, it's not me, but yourself that you lost."

Hold everything self-righteously in his hands, arrogantly thinking that he has everything he can control.

This kind of conceit is the key to his losing this game of chess.

"You think too highly of yourself, always thinking that this position is easy to grab. Unfortunately, there are many dangers around the position, and you are not the only one who is watching the wolf."

Do you really think that his allies will be behind him all the time?

These people, if they can bend their backs for their interests, they can also turn their backs for their interests.

After the anger in the depths of Gu Shihuai's eyes dissipated, it turned into a cloud of ridicule.

He took a deep breath and smiled: "My Zhi'er, the answer is unknown until the last step."

Looking past him, Gu Zhi turned around, turned his back to him and lowered his eyes: "So, Grandpa, I am looking forward to the day when you kneel in front of me and bow your knees."

"Don't think about killing your self-righteous pride. Compared with the old Patriarch, your old bones, stained with ancient characters, will bury the family."

Ambitious, destroying the lives of others, taking the lives of blood relatives, greedy for power and seeking high positions.

Such a person, even his soul is dirty, but he still ridiculously maintains his superficial fake and arrogant air.

The instigator of her wandering life, how could she end her life so early?

"Use the name of you and our Ah Yin, I should go and get it, my seat~"

The crisp sound of the crisp high-heeled shoes on the floor is mixed with coldness, indicating that someone is leaving.

With an unstoppable momentum.

Looking at the gradually receding figure, Gushi Huaiyin's old eyes were filled with sarcasm.

His slow voice echoed and floated in the room: "I'm waiting for you, come to get back your dignity."

The dignity of the little guy who cried and begged for mercy in front of him in order to survive.

He has tried all kinds of tricks in his life, and in the end he was not defeated by his opponent, but in the hands of the little white rabbit he once thought, how ridiculous!

But.

Gu Shihuai laughed softly.

He has ended up like this, Gu Zhi, do you think you will be far worse?

By the time the Gu family's countless collateral branches in various places got the news, the main family had already changed hands.

The young girl who came from the closest branch of the blood, they had never heard her name, but when they heard her name, she stood on a high place in a way that made people jealous.

Looking down, shouting with them.

But opponents who have monopolized the power often make them helpless.

"Go, let the representatives of our tribe come to this grand banquet."

Dropping her eyes to order the people below, Gu Zhi slightly bent down, raised her hand and landed on the delicate flower, with a slight force of two fingers, she plucked the blooming delicate flower into her fingers.

Against the background of her white hands, it looks very beautiful.

Standing in the ancestral house, Gu Zhi raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky curtain in front of him, which was a bright canvas.

She sighed: "Sure enough, the scenery from high places is always charming."

Compared to the filth and darkness of Gadari, this place is like heaven.

There is a slight sound behind him.

She paused with her slightly raised jaw, and then she slowly turned around.

In the darkness, Gu Huan slowly walked out.

"I heard that you plan to put your name on the family tree during this family feast."

In the night, a flickering fire flashed by, reflecting her wanton eyebrows and eyes, turning into a touch of scarlet.

A silver mist overflowed from between his lips, and Gu Huan slowly raised his eyes, shining with flowing Yin.

By the dim light, Gu Zhi saw that there were spots of bright red on her too white face.

That looks like a blood flower.

Demon rule is dangerous.

Gu Zhi leaned against the fence, nodded her chin: "Not bad."

She really wanted to get herself into the main family tree.

After all, she and her dumb are the real family.

Gu Zhi tilted his head, his eyes fell on her fingers, and then on her face: "What did you do, make it so dirty?"

He raised his feet slowly, walked slowly, and came to her side, looking down at the night scene in front of him.

Under the starry sky in the distance, there seems to be nothing but sparkling water.

An old man let out a sigh: "I dealt with some disobedient garbage."

She puffed out the smoke ring, and curled up her fingers holding the thin smoke in her hand on the railing, which was a beautiful arc.

By a strange coincidence, Gu Zhi raised his hand, and dropped the broken flower in Gu Huan's ear.

The sharp collision of colors makes the young man's beautiful face even more stunning.

A person who has no gender concept, and has no regular habit of haircuts. Her original broken hair has grown to the ears over time.

Neither short nor long, it should be a length that is difficult for ordinary people to control, but she supports a neutral beauty.

Gu Zhi tilted his head to look at his masterpiece, and smiled: "Our Ahan is really a work of beauty."

Without any exaggerated tone, she truly expressed her truest feelings.

Gu Huan held the cigarette **** in his fingertips, took a puff and then turned his hand to snuff it out. His lips said faintly: "The beauty of the skin is fleeting, and no matter how good it is, it is just the icing on the cake."

The most eye-catching thing about a person should not be his appearance.

It is the soul of this person, the natural beauty dyed in the bones.

"The ones who are capable are the ones who are beautiful," she tilted her head, and the flowers in her ears fell to the ground with her movements, wrapped in the night wind: "So there is a saying that serious people are the prettiest."

"Has anyone ever said, Dumb, you are especially charming when you say something seriously?"

Gu looked at her silently, eyes slightly closed, with a hint of a smile.

Very good, learning now and selling very successfully.

Gu Zhi looked down at the flowers that fell on the ground, and because of gravity, a few petals fell.

It looks a bit more broken beauty.

"Ah, I remember you don't know how to smoke," she slowly raised her head, tilted her head, and smiled at the corner of her lips, "When did you learn it?"

I keep losing myself in the illusion I wove, ridiculously and naively thinking that all this can make me happy for the rest of my life. It's a pity that a dream is a dream after all, no matter how well weaved it is, it will be broken, and the things I want to grasp are always easily gone away from me.

——Gu Zhi

(end of this chapter)

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