Ruan Zhengqian also demanded that Gu Qian be arrested.The onlookers immediately became enraged, and the scene nearly spiraled out of control."Is there anyone like you as a father Do you even have any...After Gu Qian left the world of books, he immediately rushed to his small apartment.
Nine corpses lay silently in the hall, time seemingly standing still.
Gu Qian walked directly to Chen Quazi's side and looked at his feet.
As expected...
You finally found it.
The Book Spirit's tone was flat, but Gu Qian felt like it was mocking her.
"Don't you explain"
Oh, you don't have to know...Damn it!
""
Gu Qian was surprised, was this 'Gan' the one she thought of
Could a Shusheng actually curse
I thought it didn't have much emotion.
"Shu Ling, what's wrong with you"
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Gu Qian waited for a long time but received no response. He could only sit down on the sofa and stare at the nine corpses, wondering what to think.
It felt like just a moment had passed, yet it also seemed like a long time. She suddenly realized she was in her apartment and had lost all sense of time.
At this time, Shu Ling appeared and quickly said: 【There was an accident. You should enter the next book world first. I might not appear immediately. Be careful by yourself.】
"Huh Snacks What kind of snacks"
......
......
Gu Qian's eyes went black, and she opened them again to be roused by the people around her.
"Little Moon, Little Moon, say something, please"
The person shaking her was very rude, Gu Qian felt like she was going to be sick. She reached out and pushed the person away.
"Xiaoyue, you dare push me!"
Gu Qian looked at this delicately dressed middle-aged woman, pursed her lips and said nothing.
There is no character imprint, nor original plot.
She doesn't know anything right now!
"It's normal for Meixin and Xiaoyue to be unable to accept it at first. Don't scare her."
Gu Qian looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa opposite him... and continued to be dumbfounded.
"I raised her for seventeen years, even if I know now that she's not my biological daughter, would you just push me away" the middle-aged woman said defiantly, seeming very angry.
"Alright, stop it," the middle-aged man interrupted the woman before she could finish her sentence. He turned to Gu Qian: "Little Yue, why don't you go back to your room and sleep Liang Ying and your parents will all be here tomorrow, let's talk about it then."
The middle-aged man stood up after speaking, and regardless of whether Gu Asan agreed or not, he pulled the middle-aged woman into the room.
In the living room, only Gu Qian remained. After observing the interior for a while, Gu Qian walked towards the room on the other side.
I pushed open the door and walked in, but this was the study.
I opened the next door, but I was wrong again. This is the gym.
Gu Qian continued walking and finally found a room that looked like where the little girl lived.
Turning back, she locked the door and Gu Qian let out a relieved sigh.
"Book Spirit"
"Big brother"
"Big sister"
>"..."
It doesn't matter what it's called, the book spirit seems to have really gotten into trouble.
Gu Qian wasn't particularly worried, after all, worrying wouldn't help. It would be better to see if she could find some clues and guess which novel this was.
Anyway, she's seen it all. As long as I can find some memories, even without a book spirit, I won't be completely clueless.
Gu Qianshen walked to the full-length mirror and took a look.
Well, the young girls in the novel weren't unattractive. Plus, she was only seventeen years old with plenty of collagen, so even though her face looked a little pale, she was still a pretty and lovely girl.
From what I just heard the middle-aged couple say, it's not hard to guess that this might be a novel about identity swap.
She understands this game so well. for a moment, and continued, "Recently, the Emperor seems to be unhappy with my husband. My husband is loyal to the Emperor, and he's been troubled lately. I overheard him talking to himself in his s...