Iron Will of The Masked Warrior Chapter 119

Gu Yun's heart sank. After a moment, he suddenly realized something and looked down at the blurry medicine bowl in front of him with a bit of confusion.

He did not panic, because he had known that such a day would come, but it was difficult to fully accept it for a while - everyone knew that they would die sooner or later, and when it came time to close their eyes, most people still couldn't accept it. Will be so willing.

In front of the chaotic Liangjiang Station, the menacing enemy had retreated, but the warning of enemy attack had not yet been lifted. The sharp whistle was still echoing everywhere, but to Gu Yun's ears, the sound was like a distant sigh.

His world was blurry and quiet. In his eyes, the black ink and white paper on the table were just two blocks of color with blurred boundaries.

Gu Yun sat motionless at the table for a full moment, and then subconsciously grasped the string of beads left by the late emperor------It was strange to say that Gu Yun had been at the border for a long time and often traveled around. Running around, there are inevitable bumps and bumps in daily life. The thread threading the beads has been broken several times, but every time without exception, it has been lost and recovered. Up to now, the thread has been changed three times, but not a single bead has been lost. It is still cool. A layer of moisture clung to his somewhat abrupt wrist bones.