Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 279 Aquaman Escapes Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 169
"Go out." Xie Xun said.

"Excuse me." Meng Tangan said softly, "Thank you."

She left without hesitation.

Passing by Xie Xun, he pushed open the closed door.

Once again Xie Xun was left alone, alone in the dim and pitch-black room, the moonlight shone an inch in front of him, and he could be touched just by taking a step forward.

He didn't move.

Her expression was extremely calm, and she couldn't see the slightest abnormality. From the corner of her eye, she watched her back until she could no longer see it, and she didn't look back.

The thousand and ninety-sixth day of their separation.

He saw her.

She forgot about him.

Can't even say long time no see.

pretty good.

Xie Xun easily hooked his thin lips, but he didn't smile.

At this time, there were two knocks on the door in the silence, and then the door quietly opened a crack, gradually widening, and light seeped in from the narrow gap, illuminating the dim attic!
A jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine was pushed in from the outside, and the voice said softly, "Apology."

Immediately afterwards, she pushed open the door, staggered, poked her head in, and smiled widely: "Maybe I will delay you for a while."

After the voice fell, he got in.

Xie Xun was stunned, from the moment the door was pushed open, his gaze fell on her uncontrollably, as if he was looking at the lover of the third generation.

His gaze made Meng Tang'an feel very strange, he couldn't explain clearly, but he just couldn't avoid it.

"Little Junior Sister!"

"Little Junior Sister!!"

Men's calls sounded from the street, and the man in a monk's uniform was so angry that he had his hips on his hips and shouted with his bald, moon-like head: "Come out!"

At this time, there was no one outside the town, only the moonlight was not very soft, and there was a drizzle of rain.

Hearing the sound, Xie Xun guessed that it had something to do with her, so he was willing to look away, carefully looked at the people on the street, and confirmed that the person's worries were sincere and treated her very well.

It turned out that she lived in the temple for the past three years.

"He's calling for you."

"I'll just hide with you for a while, and then I'll leave."

Meng Tangan managed to get out of the mountain. At this time, she was stupid when she threw herself into a trap. Her dark and beautiful eyes looked at Xie Xun eagerly, her long eyelashes fluttered. I'll buy you sweet-scented osmanthus wine as a thank you gift, please."

He paused for a second or two.

She smiled and ran to Xie Xun's side, her voice was melodious and brisk: "Are you afraid of strangers? People should be more enthusiastic."

Xie Xun glanced at her, and in the next second, opened the window of the attic, and said to the people on the street in front of Meng Tangan, "She is here—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the woman covered her thin lips, closed the window with her slender and beautiful fingers in a panic, and said angrily, "You don't talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality!"

Xie Xun was staggered and fell on the wall by her, the temperature on his lips was warm.

"If you take my wine, you are mine. How can you betray me?"

"I confiscated your wine." Xie Xun frowned.

"I saw it with my own eyes, you received the gift!"

Although the window was closed quickly, Ying Ming still caught the scene, rushed to the attic, and knocked open the door——

What catches the eye is an extremely ambiguous picture.

The man was pressed against the wall by the little junior sister Bawang, with a cold expression and messy clothes.

No matter how you look at it, you are forced.

"Meng Tang'an!" Ying Ming couldn't believe it, twirling the beads crazily, and said reverently, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, my disciple didn't mean to offend...color is nothing but color..."

"Stop it for me!!!"

God!

What did he see!
Is this something he can see? !

Meng Tangan was still standing on tiptoe, but when he stepped back, he looked at Ying Ming who was blocking the door, and sighed, "Brother, image."

Xie Xun lowered his eyes and straightened his sleeves, and covered the white hair band in the sleeves. The temperature remaining on his fingertips made him afraid to move, fearing that it would disappear in a second.

After a while, he looked up at Ying Ming.

The anger in Ying Ming's eyes gradually turned into extreme astonishment——

that face...

dying.

It's Meng Tangan her husband! ! !
After avoiding life and death for three years, the result was a bang when he got off the mountain. What kind of fate is this?
"I'll talk to you and let her go out." Xie Xun's voice was calm, and he didn't look at Meng Tangan again.

"Junior sister, you go out."

"You...you see right?" Meng Tang'an was incredulous.

"..."

Ying Ming's temples throbbed.

Looking at it like this, he didn't recognize it, and Xie Xun didn't say anything.

"Your business, what do you care about?"

Meng Tangan walked out with the wine jar in his arms, and looked back at Xie Xun.

The man stood very straight, like a cold sword that was about to be unsheathed at any time, all in black, cold and fierce, unattainable.

But she felt that he must look good in red.

Meng Tangan thoughtfully closed the door for them, thought for a few seconds, and tried to eavesdrop.

However, the sound insulation is so good that I can't hear anything clearly.

Logically speaking, she should take advantage of this time to run away, but Meng Tangan hesitated.

It’s over.

inside the house.

"Xu Beihou." Ying Ming took a deep breath, his eyes were alert, as if he was facing an enemy.

"You don't have to guard against me." Xie Xun said casually, "I won't take her away."

Ying Ming was stunned, a little confused about the attitude of the famous General Xie.

In the past three years, he has never stopped looking for Meng Tang'an, but now he says he won't take her away?

Xie Xun looked at the moon outside the window for a while, and said softly, "I want to hear about her three years."

The three years he missed.

Even if Ying Ming didn't say anything, Xie Xun would find out if he found someone. He simply said generously: "The little junior sister was led into the temple by our master. I heard that she was rescued from the lower reaches of the upper Qingjiang River. When she woke up, she took the past Forgot all."

"She, she thinks about things all the time. She said before that she wanted to plant peach trees, and asked every day when she could drink peach blossom wine..."

"I'm a little alcoholic. I love alcohol, but every time I'm caught by the master and punished for copying Buddhist scriptures hahahahahaha... I always get my face when I copy the pen and ink..."

This is just a small temple, following the rules and insipidity. Meng Tang'an's Taoism injected a trace of wonderful life into it, changing everything that was originally there.

As soon as Ying Ming said, the chatterbox couldn't hold back, and he laughed loudly, eloquently.

It's three years.

So many things happened that Xie Xun didn't know about.

Halfway through the speech, Ying Ming froze, realizing that she shouldn't have said that.

"Let's talk." Xie Xun leaned against the window, his brows were gentle.

Seeing his appearance, Ying Ming felt uncomfortable, so he talked about it slowly, and it lasted half the night.

Xie Xun said: "Thank you."

Ying Ming paused for a while: "You're welcome."

He really can't bear the dignified Beiyan Xu Beihou's thanks.

Xie Xun said thank you sincerely.

Some people listen to her thoughts and accompany her year after year.

Peace is the best response.

His fingertips touched the cold window sill slightly, as if he could outline her outline, he was silent for a long time, determined in his heart.

(End of this chapter)