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.,Rage flooded out like a torrent, staining her eyes with bone-deep hatred.,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.。