The leader is being killed every day

Xia Feng should be the desire of people under the bright sun, but at this time it feels like the autumn wind blowing cold from the west, which makes people not like it.

Surrounded by green hills and overgrown grass in front of the grave, the dead will not be so lonely.

Su Jin and Su Yixuan knelt in front of the grave, quietly burning paper money, and burned a lot, hoping that Su Lin could live better down there and not be short of money.Zhang Wenwu stood on one side, Ji Wuxiu, Mu Hanqing and others stood on the other side, watching the two people in front of the grave in silence.

Ji Wuxiu broke away from the hand that Mu Hanqing was holding on to, and moved to Zhang Wenwu's side step by step. Seeing Ji Wuxiu approaching, Zhang Wenwu nodded to say hello. Ji Wuxiu looked at Zhang Wenwu and didn't reveal too much With a sad face, I couldn't bear it, and asked: "Where are you going to go in the future?"

Zhang Wenwu turned his head and stared at Ji Wuxiu, as if surprised why he would ask this.Although he was puzzled, he still said calmly: "If you don't go anywhere, just live at the foot of the mountain, and you can visit her often."

"Alright!" Ji Wuxiu nodded, and asked again: "Where did the man with the mustache who robbed us with you that day go?"

Except for the secret technique, Su Lin was the only person Ji Wuxiu met. After the secretary was dismissed, there was no such man inside. The only reason was that the man was too obscene. Ji Wuxiu had a deep memory of him. Did you see him this time? He felt strange.

"He's not from our Fengyin clan. He was rescued by us on the way to escape here. He was dying at that time. It's very pitiful, so I brought him along."

Ji Wuxiu imagined it all, Zhang Liyi at that time would definitely not pay attention to this person, he himself was no longer able to protect himself, so he still had time to care about other people's life and death.

"It was his idea to use the secret technique to trap them in it this time. I was against it at first, but I don't know what he said to my elder brother, but my elder brother obeyed his words and only asked him about everything." The mustache man Zhang Buyang, Zhang Wenwu himself had doubts, and planned to talk to him, but he was no longer on the mountain.Asked Zhang Liyi, he was only willing to say that Zhang Buyang went down the mountain because of something.

Maybe now I know why Zhang Liyi is willing to listen to Zhang Buyang's suggestion suddenly, and is still a person who insists on his own opinion after Zhang Wenwu opposes and prevents him from performing the secret. Except for Zhang Buyang who disappeared, there is only Zhang Liyi who has died.

But these two people can't tell them why now.

The fragrant grass waving slightly towards the cool breeze, watching these people go away, saying goodbye, will it be Qingming in the coming year, or will they never see each other again, buried in the rivers and lakes, farewell forever?The exuberance of vitality and the silence of death, the grass leaning against the green tomb, where can I settle down?

The face that looked back step by step when going away was finally blurred in sight.

Back in Liaocheng, Ji Wuxiu was scolded by Chongqing again, and he still treated him while saying that some people were annoying.

One of the annoying two still stayed there with Ji Wuxiu, while the other couldn't stand Chongqing's cynicism and returned to the next door.

Su Jin received Chongqing's treatment, and her injuries recovered well. During the period, Ji Wuxiu and Su Jin also talked about some things on the mountain, and the accident that the Ziyan Pavilion was flooded.

After resting in Liaocheng for a few days, the group finally embarked on the journey to Peach Blossom Valley.

Since many people were injured, they didn't want to go on horseback, so they bought several carriages. Naturally, Mu Hanqing and Ji Wuxiu had one for themselves, one for Su Yixuan and Yang Xiaosujin, one for Feng Wenxue Baili Chongqing, The rest of Feng Miao didn't want to go to other carriages, so he had to drive outside Mu Hanqing's carriage. On the surface, he worked hard, but in his heart he cursed at his father and mother. Of course, they were Ji Wuxiu's parents.

In the carriage, Ji Wuxiu lay on Mu Hanqing's lap, took out the two things Zhang Wenwu brought back, jade pendant and red sandalwood, and fiddled with them in his hands idly.

"Mengshi..." He murmured softly, his eyes showed disgust, looking at this inferior jade pendant, he really wanted to throw it out of the window.

"What did you see?" Mu Han asked lightly.

"The status symbol of the Dreamers was given to Yunshi by Funan. Later Yunshi brought the Wuxiu Pavilion and I put it away. He searched for a long time but couldn't find it, and he didn't take it with him when he left. The last time he was I didn’t have it with me when they captured it, so he didn’t find it either.” At that time, Ji Wuxiu didn’t know about it, but Yun Shi paid special attention to this jade pendant back then, even though he hid it well, But it was discovered, Ji Wuxiu took the jade pendant, and Yun Shi told him about it, but Yun Shi still couldn't take it back.

Because of this thing, Yun Shi committed suicide once, but it was a pity that he failed, otherwise there would not be so many things after Wuxiu Pavilion, and Ji Wuxiu would not die.

"It can be said that you were not affectionate to Yun Shi back then!" Ji Wuxiu stated, but he was caught off guard by Mu Hanqing's strange words.

how?Is the air sour?

Ji Wuxiu is funny, he can still be jealous just because of this, he is still lying on Mu Hanqing's lap, his left hand is turned to grope for Mu Hanqing's face, the person being touched doesn't stop him, let him knead and knead his face randomly .

Finally touched his nose, Ji Wuxiu twisted it hard, and said with a smile: "That was all back then, why are you jealous now?"

"I'm not jealous, I just think you worked very hard back then. You worked hard during the day, endured all kinds of torture he gave you, and you had to serve him at night!" Mu Hanqing grabbed the restless hand and gently put it down, Put your fingers in his palm and caress.

Serve him?Thinking about the same back then, Yun Shi never took the initiative to have sex/love with him, every time it was Ji Wuxiu who took the initiative, either drugged or forced, Yun Shi was so tormented at that time, but apart from this, Ji Wuxiu’s love for Yun Shi It's all meticulous.

Hey?wrong!

"Toil and wait are not the reason for me to be here!" Ji Wuxiu reacted and growled.

Mu Hanqing chuckled, and a shudder exploded on Ji Wuxiu's head.

"Laugh at your uncle, laugh, is my head made of iron, won't it hurt?" Mu Hanqing pinched his left hand, so Ji Wuxiu could only use his right hand to rub the beaten place.

"Then will my nose hurt?" Mu Hanqing asked back.

"No, I'm pinching the skin, you're too thick-skinned, you won't let me do it!" Ji Wuxiu retorted boldly, no matter what he said, he was speaking in the right tone.

"Am I thick-skinned?" Mu Hanqing repeated slowly, letting go of Ji Wuxiu's left hand, and raised his head with both hands, allowing his face to appear completely in front of his eyes, "I don't think my skin is thick enough , you still need to hone it!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Hanqing's face quickly enlarged in Ji Wuxiu's pupils.

"What are you doing, let go, my neck is fine..." I feel uncomfortable... These two words were stuck in my throat, or rather, they were eaten by Mu Hanqing.

Mu Hanqing held Ji Wuxiu's face, and nibbled on his lips. Ji Wuxiu opened his eyes wide, and in his eyes were Mu Hanqing's auricles, which were cute and reddish.

Gently close your eyes, feel the dexterity and warmth of Mu Hanqing's tongue, this feeling of being remembered and held in the palm of your hand, it is very beautiful.

The two talked to each other in the carriage, and Feng Miao felt uncomfortable listening to their small voices outside the carriage. After all, he thought that Mu Hanqing would lead a normal life, marry a wife and have children, so He didn't express his feelings.

But when Ji Wuxiu appeared, everything he thought was broken. Mu Hanqing could also accept a man to live with him, and he could also do for him what Feng Miao thought he could do for another person who depended on life and death. thing.

It's a pity that this person is not me.

Mu Hanqing in the carriage couldn't understand Feng Miao's melancholy, and it was even more impossible for Ji Wuxiu.

Lazily leaning on Mu Hanqing's body, smelling his lingering cold fragrance, he felt relieved and worried.

Is there really no other way for Mu Hanqing's poison?

"Aqing?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ji Wuxiu called him softly, as if he was careful not to break the tranquility of this moment.

"Why did you look for rosewood?" And now you say you don't need it?

"It's nothing, it was for my Auntie, but now Auntie is awake, so I don't need it anymore." Mu Hanqing spoke vaguely, but Fan Ji Wuxiu listened carefully.

"Your aunt...you thought she was dead, right?" Ji Wuxiu suddenly tilted his head and looked at Mu Hanqing. The latter felt his gaze, lowered his head, and met his eyes.

He didn't dodge, looked into Ji Wuxiu's eyes without any concealment.Even though he knew what Ji Wuxiu meant, he still looked at him so firmly, as if no matter what he said, it didn't matter to him.

"So, you want to find rosewood, find the secret of Xue Ming, and bring your mother back to life? Right?"

"Since you know everything, why bother to ask me again, but those are all legends. If it is true, why didn't Fu Junlin bring Yin Qingmo back to life more than 100 years ago?" Mu Han moved his mouth lightly, Saying the words that made Ji Wuxiu feel disappointed, even his eyes did not waver.

This is him, are you used to it?

"I don't care, since you can try it for your mother, I can also try it for you, in case he is real. If you find Xue Ming, your poison will be cured?" Don't try Try, how can you be sure that this is just a legend, if there is a glimmer of hope, you can't give up.Ji Wuxiu didn't want this person to die too early and make him a widow.

"Forget it, instead of spending so much time and energy looking for that illusory thing, it's better to roam the rivers and lakes and have a happy life." Mu Hanqing bent the corners of his lips, and pressed Ji Wuxiu's face back with both hands , "Looking at me like this makes me uncomfortable."

"Hey, don't think that I'm all for you. Let me tell you the truth. I'm the guardian of Xueming. What they want to find is my family's ancestral tomb. If they want to enter the mausoleum, they have to rely on me. Without me, the world will be in chaos , and no one can get in." Ji Wuxiu said forcefully, his voice was a little loud, and Feng Miao, who was driving outside, could hear him.

"Keep your voice down!" Mu Hanqing greeted Ji Wuxiu again, and said helplessly, "The less people know about this kind of thing, the better."

"Why did you hit me again? Is my head made of iron?" Ji Wuxiu raised his head again and rubbed the place where he was photographed.

"Wuxiu, don't say these words to anyone in the future. Remember, in this world, there is only one person you can trust..."

"you?"

"It's you!" Mu Hanqing lowered his eyes, combing Ji Wuxiu's soft black hair with his hand, "If you want to believe me, you can believe it, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to."

"Does it mean that you don't really believe me in your heart?"

"It's not Wuxiu, I believe you, but I'm afraid that in the future, I can't help venting some emotions, I'm not sure." Ji Wuxiu turned his back to Mu Hanqing, unable to see the worries and melancholy in his eyes.

"If you dare to be sorry for me in the future, I will leave you and let you die on your own, and die alone!" As he said, Ji Wuxiu squeezed Mu Hanqing's waist through the material of his clothes. It hurts, but he doesn't move, let the man twist hard.

"Hey, don't think too much. I will definitely find your mother when I go to Peach Blossom Valley this time. Then I will propose marriage to her and marry you home." Ji Wuxiu said pretending to be free and easy, but Mu Han Qing could tell that his voice was muffled.

"Really, didn't you marry me?" Although Mu Hanqing was blocked in his heart, he still laughed out loud, leaving those things aside for the time being, and every moment he spent with Ji Wuxiu was worth cherishing.

And I can't wait to take this moment far, far, far away, so far away that I can never go out.

"The ghost will marry you. I am the one who wants to marry a wife. Didn't you hear what Anian said? You are the beautiful sister!"

"Well, I don't suffer anyway." Mu Hanqing said with a smile, Ji Wuxiu rolled his eyes secretly, thinking that I must fight back!

At dawn, the sun rises from the mountainside, and when the summer wind blows, white clouds come and go, people sleep and wake up again, and the moon is on the tip of the mountain, leaving thin shadows of bamboo leaves in the courtyard.

Walk for two more days and you will arrive at Peach Blossom Valley.

Mu Hanqing leaned against the window and looked at the moonlight coldly, like the time when his mother was with him. At that time, he always didn't like to laugh, and his mother always teased him until he laughed.Later, when he grew up, he knew more, and he saw more. He knew that his father had two sworn brothers, but their relationship was not very good. Later, later, he left Lingxiao Palace and wandered alone Tianya, experience yourself, when you go back, things are different.

The father died, and the mother also died.

On the top of Wuwang Mountain, he was killed by Baili Xuanji.

What Ji Wuxiu can't escape is that he is Baili Xuanji's biological son.But because of Ji Wuxiu, Mu Hanqing was unwilling to believe that Baili Xuanji was really his father-killing enemy. He convinced himself that there was something hidden in it, and there must be more things he didn't know.

When he finds Xiao Shuiyin, he must ask clearly.

The night wind was cool, blowing through the treetops and swaying the tree shadows, making a rustling sound, Mu Han closed the window and went to bed.

When everything is sleeping, someone is always tossing and turning, not knowing what to do, or waiting to do.

Finally, when the final sound of closing eyes sounded, someone stood up.

The black shadow jumped lightly and turned over from the wall.

The man walked along the street, turned into a small alley, disappeared as if passing through a wall.

In fact, there is a door there, and when you walk in, it is a small courtyard.

Someone was filling a glass of wine under the moonlight, pushed it to the opposite position, and filled another glass.

The black cloak seemed to blend in with the night, and only half of his face could be seen under the cloak. When he saw someone coming in, he said quietly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Please just wait, those people are really difficult to deal with, you need to be more careful." The visitor sat down, picked up the glass of wine, and lightly touched the man in black, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and it melted into his heart. in wine.

"How's the situation?" Putting down the wine glass, the man in black asked.

"Don't worry, everything is going according to plan."

"So, very good!"