Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 144

On a private island far away from the mainland, a bloody storm is brewing here.The island is a vast forest, surrounded by the sea, between the sea and the sky, it seems to be isolated from the world, mysterious and unpredictable.

Surrounded by tall trees is an ancient castle that has been repaired several times. Only when you look down from above can you get a glimpse of the whole picture.Across layers of lush forest, it is almost impossible to find the existence.Few people know that this is the core area of ​​the largest organization on the Dao. Generations of leaders have lived here, were born here, and died here.

The few inhabited islands in this vast sea area are connected to the world.And the organization on it is like an underground river that lives in seclusion, extending in all directions, large in scale, and endlessly growing.

The master of this generation slaughtered all the members of the family and sat in this position. It is said that he is only a teenager, and he is already so cruel.

Teak Castle.

Originally it seemed to be called this name, when it was first built, teak was used, and most of the furniture was also made of this kind of wood.But over the years, people can't remember its name.There are forests, blue sky, and sea everywhere. There are too few people who can enter it, and no one has the heart to think of its name.

The hanging hall on the top floor is brightly lit, trembling and swaying in the starry sky of the night, and the walls are shining brightly, which is very eerie.Gong Shu and Gong Nanmu were waiting there, but their young master hadn't come yet.

Gong Nanmu was nearly two meters tall, and the night was too dark to see his face clearly. In the flickering lights, he could see the tattoo on half of his face. From his forehead to his chin, it was extremely gloomy.Such a strong body like an ancient pagoda and superb medical skills make him a rare person with real power in the organization, and he is the person closest to Gong Chiruo.Most of the organizers called him a "ghost doctor" because he killed more people than saved them.But Gong Shu is different from him, with a mysterious origin, a thin and thin body, not amazing in appearance, but his status is equal to him.

Gong Nanmu is a rather impatient person, and now he has waited for almost half an hour, but there is no sign of change on his face.Gong Chiruo's mind is unpredictable, he dare not go overboard.Gong Shu who was sitting on the side looked indifferent and did not move, and it was difficult for him to hear any topics that Gong Nanmu said to him.

And when Gongchi Ruo came, it was already late at night, an hour later than expected, bringing a bloody smell all over his body.The two knew each other well, presumably they encountered an ambush on the way, and judging by his appearance, they should have been completely wiped out, otherwise there would not be such a thick and cold blood.

Gong Chiruo walked up the stairs that were empty on all sides, looked up at the two people standing on both sides, curled his lips slightly, but the words he uttered were not warm, "Wait for a while."

He is an extremely beautiful man, between a teenager and an adult, with stunning beauty.With this smile, it seemed that the surroundings were a little brighter, but also a lot colder.

Everyone knows that it is rare for Gong Chiruo to smile like this.He must have been extremely displeased at this time when something went wrong.His face was wiped as clean as before, and with his long jet black hair, he even revealed a little gentleness.But Gong Nanmu saw the dried blood on his sleeve.The young master used to wear a Chinese-style long gown, black with slightly faint dark lines, and the blood stained could be seen in the flickering lights.

Gong Chiruo saw Gong Nanmu's scrutinizing eyes, he raised his arms a little, raised his eyebrows and smiled a little, "That's right, I should change clothes to see you."

Gong Shu watched his expression from the side, and remained silent.

He went up the stairs and entered the room, the corners of the gown rustled with his footsteps, it was cold and bone-chilling.He went on to say, "It's not just you who suffer, I suffer too."

(End of this chapter)