Chapter 1310

The next day.

Gu Hanyuan sat at the stone table in the courtyard, examining the long sword in his hand that was entirely gilded.

The sword's design was unique, as if it were made of glazed glass.

The long sword emitted a masculine aura.

Yet there was also a contradictory evil intent.

What Wen Qingqing obtained with her SSS-level evaluation was not the expected Five Spirits Immortal Art of Wind or Thunder.

But another of the "Seven Fierce Swords of Long Yuan," the Yang sword, Huangmie.

Therefore, it was no surprise that it emitted such a fierce and evil intent.

The destination of this fierce and evil sword was naturally hidden in the Cold Moon Sword Box again.

According to the system rules that Gu Hanyuan deduced.

Since he had already obtained two of the "Seven Fierce Swords of Long Yuan."

Then, barring any accidents, he would obtain the remaining five in the future.

Gu Hanyuan believed that there was a connection between them.

Just like the process of obtaining the Divine Stone back then.

There might even be some deeper reason.

It was just that Gu Hanyuan didn't know it for the time being.

At the same time.

Wen Yi carefully cut off a piece of the bed sheet, folded it, and placed it by the pillow of Wen Qingqing, who was still sleeping.

She reached out and gently stroked Wen Qingqing's rosy and delicate face with a look of guilt.

The faintly remaining tear stains were particularly lovable against the backdrop of her already opened brows and eyes.

Wen Yi sighed lightly.

Unintentionally, she saw the copper mirror placed at the head of the bed.

Her own demeanor in the mirror was exactly the same as Wen Qingqing's.

Even because she had practiced the "Myriad Phenomena Yin-Yang Art."

Her younger-looking face looked even more similar to Wen Qingqing's.

Wen Yi's pretty face couldn't help but flush red.

After a long silence.

She sighed faintly and left the room.

As soon as Wen Yi left the room, she saw Gu Hanyuan, who had already put away the Huangmie sword.

She saw him smile with a subtle tone:

"Madam's complexion seems even better today."

Wen Yi listened to the pride hidden in Gu Hanyuan's words.

It was as if he were boasting about his own credit.

She said with a blushing face and shame/anger:

"You still have the nerve to say that! How am I supposed to face Qingqing in the future!"

Gu Hanyuan said nonchalantly:

"Didn't Qingqing mistake you for Wen Qian? Just pretend you don't know."

Wen Yi was startled upon hearing this.

Immediately after, she recalled that Wen Qingqing had indeed called out "little aunt" at that time.

And Wen Yi, out of shame, had never dared to respond.

She hadn't even had the nerve to look Wen Qingqing in the eye.

In fact, last night, after Wen Qingqing had a conversation with Wen Qian, they each left.

And after she returned to her room, her mind was full of the things Wen Qian had said.

Whether it was out of worry that Wen Qian would take the first step.

Or out of uncontrollable emotions.

After Wen Qingqing tossed and turned for a long time.

She couldn't help but walk towards the direction of Gu Hanyuan's room.

She originally thought that Wen Qian hadn't returned to her room after parting with her, and had taken the opportunity to take the lead.

Just as Wen Qingqing was feeling disappointed, she was dragged into the room by a suction force.

Subsequently, her wish was naturally fulfilled.

Wen Yi and Wen Qian looked similar.

It was normal for Wen Qingqing to mistake one for the other.

All in all.

Because of a mistake of circumstances.

Wen Qingqing thought that it was Wen Qian last night, not Wen Yi.

Wen Yi's mood was extremely complex at this moment.