Gu Jiuyao's corner was hanging with a mark, she forcefully pulled it, bringing up a self-deprecating smile, slowly raising her head, sarcastically looking at the people in front of her.,Standing before Gu Jiuxiao was a man in his prime. He wore a blue robe, and his face bore a cold and stern expression.,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.。