Gu Jiuyao closed her eyes, her shoulders shaking, her pale face overflowing with grief.,Now that I think about it, Gu Qing from back then should have been born by now, right,Gu Yun forcefully pulled out the dagger from his mouth and instantly lunged toward Gu Jiuyao. The dagger, like a swift wind, plunged down onto Gu Jiuyao's upper body.。