Duan Yun still decided to go find Old Guo to solidify his skills.
Watching his departing figure, the Murong brothers couldn't help but say, "He looks perfectly normal, but why does he give off an abnormal vibe?"
Feng Ling'er said disdainfully, "What's abnormal? More handsome than you, better at martial arts than you, even his medical skills are unparalleled—that's abnormal, right? Such petty jealousy!"
With that, she walked away with a look of disgust.
"I!"
The Murong brothers' faces turned green, and their hearts felt cold.
In his heart, his sister was the finest in the world, yet her heart was already occupied by someone else.
It is truly said that the passionate bear more sorrows; Endless Hatred without a day of relief!
Suddenly, the Murong brothers, feeling this wrenching pain, the green chill in their hearts, seemed to gradually take on substance.
Almost at the same time, the sword on his waist vibrated as if it resonated with his green mood, emitting a humming sound.
