Chapter 1186: Like Experiencing a Life-or-Death Catastrophe

Xiao Mohan went downstairs and walked towards the car, reaching out to touch the traces of bullets.

"Who are you?" Xiao Mohan's deep black eyes were bottomless. He opened the car door, and the little fox got in the car, and the two drove away.

S City, South District.

The South District is on the other side of the foot of the dragon vein. There is an ancient castle standing here, but it is like a haunted house, quiet and weird, and no one goes in and out.

With a "bang", the door opened and a luxurious car drove in.

A tall figure, but slightly thin, walked in from the car. His face was haggard, his black eyes were gloomy, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy momentum.

"Hei Mou wants to see you." Mr. Hei's voice was low and powerful.

He took a few steps forward, but unfortunately the castle was empty. Except for his voice constantly echoing, almost no one responded.

The wind blew, and the branches rustled.

"Hei Mou is eager to see you." Mr. Hei's voice was not full of ups and downs.

Mr. Hei clenched his fists, his fingertips turned white, his hands trembled slightly as if he was controlling his emotions, he slowly raised his head and took half a step forward.

"Swish" a hidden weapon shot at him, Mr. Hei took a half step back, and was shot into a hedgehog.

He looked ugly, swallowed his saliva constantly, looked ahead with cold eyes, but bowed respectfully.

"Now, Xiao Mohan is so arrogant that he has forced Hei to have no way to retreat. I beg you to come forward and find a way out." Mr. Hei's voice was a little arrogant, like something in his bones that he couldn't bow his head.

Unfortunately, no one responded.

Mr. Hei stood there until half an hour later, he gritted his teeth and bent his knees slightly... .

She wanted to faint, but she watched this scene with her own eyes.

"If you want to be reborn, you must pay the price." The man said in a deep voice.

Gu Miaoting rolled her eyes, time passed by, she fell heavily to the ground, and saw him say coldly: "Do you want to live?"

"Yes." She gritted her teeth and said.

Like experiencing a life-and-death catastrophe, she felt that she was going to die, almost! But she was unwilling to give up.

The next day, early morning.

Halfway up the mountain, in the villa, Gu Chuyan hugged Xiao Yijue and slept all night. When she woke up, she found that Xiao Yijue's fever had subsided and he was sleeping in her arms.

"Is the fever gone?" Gu Chuyan touched his forehead and was overjoyed.

Hearing her voice, Xiao Yijue opened his eyes, his thin lips raised a smile, and his voice was a little hoarse but childish: "Mom."

"Little Yijue is great." Gu Chuyan was a little excited.

The child had a high fever, like going through an ordeal, hovering on the edge of life and death.

Xiao Yijue listened, his handsome face was pale, slightly red, but his eyes were bright, he got up, sat beside her, and pinched her hair with his little hands.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Xiao Yiyan's little face poked in. She knelt on the ground and crawled a few times. Her pretty little face had two beautiful dimples.

"Hehe." She crawled over, grabbed the edge of the bed, and wanted to look up.

Unfortunately, she was only two months old and not tall, so she couldn't see it at all.

"Hehe." Xiao Yiyan smiled, her cute face leaned up, and Gu Chuyan held her up and lifted her up high. She was so excited that she kept kicking her feet.

"Gu Chuyan, the screenwriter has written the script for the story you told last time. I wonder if you can come for an audition?" The director asked her on the phone.

"Sure." Gu Chuyan listened and thought it was okay.

Seeing that Xiao Yijue was fine, she also wanted to see what the script looked like, so she agreed with some curiosity.

"Okay, see you at three o'clock in the afternoon." The director said, and sent her the address for the audition.