How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Wen Renwu collapsed on the ground as if his bones had been taken away.

She was right!

Shen Xitang secretly rejoiced.

Seeing Wenrenwu's attitude, he knew that he was afraid that the mirror would appear in front of Wenrenfengchu, and he was so concerned about the bloodline issue, he must also be very afraid that Wenrenfengchu knew that he could use it only after he knew that he had used the Patriarch Treasure of Ice.

Afterwards, when he sees people again, he will definitely be short by three points, and that is their chance to bring him down!

It's just that where the ashes of the spell came from is still unknown, so it's better to hide it first, and then play it by ear.

"Fengchu, it's all for Wenren's family!" Wen Renwu explained eagerly, "I can't let your Ping wife's child inherit Wenren's family."

"Elder Wenren, who will inherit the Wenren family is not something you should decide." Why not one as the heir?"

"You keep talking about how important blood is, so how dare you use a treasure that only the patriarch can use?" Wen Renfeng asked.

Seeing that Ren Wu was powerless to resist, Wen Ren Feng Chu asked the two servants to escort him out of the secret room.

"What about Wen Renzhen?" Shen Xitang asked.

Mrs. Fu was still sitting on the ground, and Wen Renzhen was still lying on the vines. How to deal with this mess still depends on Wen Renfengchu's opinion.

"Wen Renzhen is just a puppet that has lost its soul, and it will dissipate on its own in a short time." After saying this, he turned and left, ignoring the distraught Mrs. Fu.

But after Madam Fu heard this, her eyes became brighter again.

"Zhen'er, my child," she said obsessively, "let my mother take you the last way!"

The puppet in her arms gradually dissipated, and Mrs. Fu collapsed to the ground.

Everyone had already left with Wen Renfeng, only Shen Xitang and Wei Xiaomo were left in the distance.

In the end, Shen Xitang still couldn't bear it, so she was carried back to her yard by magic, and handed over to the servants.

After tossing and tossing for so long, it was almost dawn, and the two of them walked hand in hand on the path of Tingzhuxuan, Shen Xitang couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"Blood relationship, kinship...what do these mean?" She sighed, "Is it worth paying so much?"

Wei Xiaomo saw that she looked a little lonely, and comforted her: "These are the bonds between people."

There are many bonds between people, whether it is blood, family, or friendship, love is just a part of connecting people's feelings.

People are closely linked together through this kind of bond, but if the significance of this kind of bond is taken too seriously, surpassing the person himself, it will be somewhat put the cart before the horse.

"Axue asked me if Wen Renfengchu really loved her, Auntie." Shen Xitang thought of Mrs. Murong, "I thought there was some love at the time, but Axue didn't think so."

She talked about her conversation with Wen Renxue, and wanted to hear Wei Xiaomo's opinion.

Weilou Xianjun, who has always been cold-hearted and cold-hearted, has never heard of this kind of love and love. His sword can pierce through ten thousand fairy mountains, but he can never see through his lover's heart.

There are also many female nuns who admire him.

But there was only one crabapple in his heart.

Wei Xiaomo thought for a long time, and said honestly: "I have been ruthless since I was a child, and I have never known how to answer this kind of question."

... Sure enough, you can't ask a man this kind of question.

Shen Xitang let out a long sigh.

"But I know that A-Tang is not a safe haven." He looked at Yudubai in the distance, "A-Tang is a Taoist couple who can spend a lifetime together."

Thinking about it, Wei Xiaomo might have been practicing, so he doesn't know what love is. The words "spend a lifetime together" are too heavy.

Shen Xitang was used to wandering, and had never heard of such a promise, and his heart ached.

Wei Xiaomo turned his head to look at her, very serious, his heart moved slightly, his body acted before thinking, and pulled Shen Xitang into his arms.

A light breath surrounded her all of a sudden, and Shen Xitang was in a daze for a moment.

Wei Xiaomo was a little cautious at first, his embrace was not deep, very shallow, very light, like a lucid dream that contained temptation but did not overstep.

Shen Xitang's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and the sound was so loud that she felt it was deafening.

Until Wei Xiaomo finally let go of her, it seemed as if he had dropped a light kiss on the top of her hair, or it seemed that it was just a breeze blowing by, and she was in a trance.

"A Tang, it's almost dawn, get some rest early and have a good dream."

*

Although it was said to be a light sleep, how could it be possible for Shen Xitang to fall asleep.

She turned over, and it was Wei Xiaomo's face.

Turning over, it was Wei Xiaomo's smile.

She didn't sleep at all, stood up, and began to meditate, sorting out the knowledge and insights accumulated during this period, and practicing again.

By the time she woke up from the meditation, the sun was already three poles.

"A Tang! A Tang!" Wen Renxue appeared outside the door, "I want to tell you something important!"

"What's wrong?" Shen Xitang stood up and opened the door.

"My father seems to be planning to choose an heir between me and my brother!" Wen Renxue said, "Elder Wenren didn't take me and my brother seriously before, but I don't know what happened this time, but it was my father who said it. "

Presumably Wen Renxue didn't know about the accident last night, so she was extremely shocked by Wen Renfengchu's decision.

But it's fine if she doesn't know, if she knows that this Wenren family values ​​blood so much, it may be a burden.

Shen Xitang looked at Wen Renxue's carefree look, and planned to bury this secret in his heart.

Shen Xitang said: "By the way, Axue, I kind of want to eat the rice dumplings made by Aunt Murong."

"Are you serious, A Tang, the Jiuniang Yuanzi made by my aunt is..." Wen Renxue showed embarrassment, "However, if she knows that someone appreciates her cooking skills, she must be very happy. Let's go! Go and see my aunt! "

The two chatted and walked to Mrs. Murong's courtyard.

Mrs. Fu's courtyard next to her has some inexplicable signs of decay, presumably because she has not woken up yet, but Mrs. Murong's side has more decorations, showing a little vitality.

"It's rare for someone to want to eat the wine glutinous rice balls I made," Mrs. Murong was very enthusiastic, "Look at how polite she is!"

Mrs. Murong still had that cheerful look, with a little smile in her reproach.

Shen Xitang was silent for a while, and finally asked the heavy words in his heart.

"Mrs. Murong's family learns spells. I wonder if there is any spell that can destroy the soul?" Shen Xitang asked, "I have a friend who has been in a trance recently and offended the talisman. I'm afraid she's got some curse."

"In fact, the most important thing about the energy of a spell is the cultivation of the user," Mrs. Murong said eloquently when talking about the spell. "If the user's ability is average, it won't be able to exert any effect."

"Even if your friend offends Fu Xiu, it is actually harmless. Unless there is a deep hatred, Fu Xiu will generally not use such a powerful spell."

"Then how do you usually use this kind of spell?" Shen Xitang continued to ask.

"Burn it with fire and feed it to that person." Mrs. Murong laughed at Yanyan.