Chapter 491 A Thousand Wishes 2

This bell must be at least several hundred years old. It looks very ancient, with its complex patterns long since faded from their original appearance.

Mo Ran grasped the hemp rope tied to the clapper and yanked hard, ringing the bell for the first time.

Gu Yixuan, you must be safe and sound.

The second chime followed.

Gu Yixuan, you must be safe and sound.

...

With each strike, Mo Ran silently prayed the same prayer in her heart.

She rang the bell all night long, with its sound echoing across the mountains, never ceasing.

By the time daylight broke, Mo Ran had struck the bell a thousand times. The palms of her hands were raw and blistered, her arms nearly broken and devoid of strength.

However, she had finally made a thousand wishes, each one the same: Gu Yixuan, you must be safe and sound.

Before the visitors began to ascend the mountain, Mo Ran had already descended.

She returned to the villa in Banshan Garden and, after resting in bed for three days, her hands healed.