Master Xiao thinks about those years

Seeing the stalemate in the situation, Jiang Yexiu coughed slightly, looked at Meng Huan and said, "Didn't you want to ask something just now?"

Meng Huan suddenly came to his senses after being reminded by Jiang Yexiu.

He ran over, carefully guarding Yan Chen behind him, and boldly said: "Master, senior brother... why are you here?"

When Fu Nian saw Meng Huan, all the teasing in his eyes was suppressed, leaving only indifference.

"Why, you have the courage to run away with someone, but you don't have the courage to bear the consequences?" Fu Nian leaned against the next table, staring at the stunned young man in front of him.

"I, I...but how do you know we're here..."

"How do you know?" Fu Nian smiled and pointed at Yan Chen, Meng Huan looked at the people behind him vigilantly, but was still confused.

"It's the gold thread on the clothes." Jiang Yexiu reminded at the right time.

"Gold Line?"

Meng Huan was puzzled, but Yan Chen had already understood.

The clothes on his body were given to him by Fu Nian. When I first got the clothes, I only thought the golden patterns on the clothes were gorgeous. Now that I think about it, Fu Nian should know where he is by relying on the golden thread. place.

Sure enough, the next moment, Fu Nian explained lightly: "The golden thread on his clothes is the same pattern as mine. Through this pattern, even if Mo Qing fled to the ends of the earth, I can find him."

"So, it's like this..." Meng Huan lowered his head thoughtfully, suddenly, he thought of something, lowered his voice and said seriously beside Yan Chen: "Moqing, you have to take off this clothes quickly, next time ..."

"Meng Huan, are you not whipping enough?" The dark words echoed, Meng Huan raised his head and saw Fu Nian's dark eyes.Only then did Meng Huan realize later, he forgot that the important person was still there, and for a moment he really wanted to slap himself.

The indifferent Jiang Yexiu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and sighed for Meng Huan in his heart.

"Brother, I was the one who ran away with Moqing, if you want to punish me, punish me."

"It doesn't matter if you whip me hundreds of times."

Meng Huan lowered his head, still protecting Yan Chen behind him, he seemed to feel that his tone was not sincere enough, and finally raised his head to add another sentence.

Yan Chen raised his forehead, he had expected that today would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Fu Nian looked at the panicked two people in front of him, and said in a happy mood: "I won't go back to Yexingyuan yet, so I will give you this account in a hurry, and Mo Qing will wait until I return to Yexingyuan, and I will torture you again." you."

"No, don't go back?" Meng Huan was stunned, and then he seemed to think of something again, couldn't help pursing the corner of his mouth and said: "Then Mo Qing and I will go back to Yexingyuan first, anyway, staying here will hinder the eyes of senior brother."

"You're overthinking." Fu Nian leaned against the blood-stained table and said leisurely: "I'm going to Mount Luocha, and you two will go with me."

"I won't go back..." Meng Huan's face drooped, then he raised his head and said, "Mount Luocha? Where is that?"

"Good place."

Meng Huan: "Good place?"

"Don't ask too many questions, you two just be honest with me along the way. It's getting late, find a place to sleep by yourself." Fu Nian turned around, stepped over the ground layer of powder that was accumulated by the dead, and went to the bed. went upstairs.

Yan Chen looked at the figure of Fu Nian going away, his frown never relaxed.

"Brother Jiang, do you know what my senior brother is going to do at Luocha Mountain?" Meng Huan cast his searching gaze on Jiang Yexiu, who was leaning against the door.

Jiang Yexiu left the wooden door he was leaning against, and raised his eyes indifferently: "It seems to be looking for some afterthought. But I don't know what it is exactly."

"Oh...that's right!" Meng Huan suddenly remembered something, and said in shock: "The escape has been revealed, did my senior brother punish you..."

Jiang Yexiu said lightly: "Red fire."

"Red fire?!" Meng Huan exclaimed, and Yan Chen also turned pale.

Yan Chen looked at Jiang Yexiu, trying to see any signs of being burned by the fire on his body.

The flowing fire of the flowing fire ring is divided into blue and red. The blue flowing fire can burn the skin of ordinary people and turn people into ashes.And the red flowing fire, on the basis of burning, added the effect of cutting out bones and eroding the heart.

Ordinary people were burned by the blue flowing fire, and there were no bones left.However, Jiang Yexiu in front of him still stood upright.

"Jiang Yexiu, you..." Yan Chen looked at Jiang Yexiu in front of him.

"Don't worry, I'm still the best pharmacist in the world, so I won't die so easily..." Jiang Yexiu paused at the end, his face was indifferent.

Yan Chen felt guilty, because this time he escaped, Jiang Yexiu was burned by the red fire, the monk in Tsing Yi died, and Meng Huan didn't know what punishment he would receive.

He shouldn't have come out, he should have stayed by Fu Nian's side.

It was better to suffer by his side than to torture others.

As night fell, the mansion was quiet.

Because of the fight between Fu Nian and the monk in Tsing Yi, the guests had almost left.The storekeeper guarded the store tremblingly, looking at Fu Nianmenghuan and his party with horror, not daring to neglect at all.

There are many guest rooms upstairs, Yan Chen picked one at random, Meng Huan and Jiang Yexiu also picked one each.

The whole world was silent, Yan Chen was lying on the narrow wooden bed, embracing shadows and sleepless.He stared blankly at the emptiness in front of him. There was no one around him, but he could hear the murmur of the prey.

"Not one left..."

A blue fire suddenly burned in his mind, and the faces of those monks in blue emerged one by one in his blue flame.

Yan Chen turned over, wanting to get rid of those pictures, get rid of the hot and dangerous breath in his ears.But after tossing and turning, what he wanted to get rid of was actually entangled him.

He stood up and pushed the door open with helplessness and slight anger.The guest rooms of this mansion are connected to the verandah, which opens across the street.Therefore, as soon as Yan Chen opened the door, he could see the street scene outside.

In the dead of night, the bustling streets during the day also fell into a deep sleep, only the lights in the houses in twos and threes were occasionally turned on.

The night wind was floating, and the distant mountains were hazy and misty. From time to time, a crow and sparrow flew in the air, making a cold cry at the top of its throat, which made people get goose bumps in shock.

Yan Chen stood on the veranda, immersed in the night, and his heart was also immersed in this vague and gray color.

Looking back on the time in Yexingyuan, it was like a dream.Drowsy, real and unreal.Past life and present life are intertwined, Yan Chen felt that he was not a good master from beginning to end, in previous life, he failed to do what he promised Meng Huan and Fu Nian.

Today, I want to come back to make amends, but I have to put a knife in Fu Nian's heart, and Meng Huan, because of him, I don't know how many times I have been fined.

Yan Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes fell on the houses of ordinary people, and he sighed slightly.

He suddenly felt that if he was an ordinary person, born in this back alley, it would be fine to live his whole life with food and drink.

The moonlight was dim, and the sound of barking dogs resounded in the alley in vain.

Yan Chen was startled by the barking sound, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. The night was vast, and Yan Chen didn't see any wolf dogs, but he touched a color darker than the night.

Under the faint moonlight, Fu Nian was wearing a long black gown with loose black hair and the skirt was slightly open.

He was standing at the end of the corridor, his deep eyes were looking at him.I don't know how long I have been standing there.

Yan Chen's palms felt cold, and he subconsciously walked into the house.

Fu Nian's eyes froze, and a breath of nothingness rose from his fingertips.

In an instant, a gust of wind hit, Yan Chen walked to the door, just about to reach out to touch the doorknob, the wooden door was blown by the wind, and it closed with a "bang".

Yan Chen was a little baffled by the wind, he was stunned for a moment, and when the wind had passed, he went to twist the doorknob.

Fu Nian frowned slightly, and moved her fingertips again.

So Yan Chen couldn't push the door open.

"Strange, why is it locked..." Yan Chen was puzzled, and tried to push the door open, but after several attempts, it was fruitless, so he had to give up.

A series of hasty actions made Yan Chen's face a little hot. He was trying to hide from the talisman. It was reasonable to pretend he didn't see him push the door in for the first time, but he pushed the door two or three times, and pretended not to see it again. I can't justify it.

He couldn't go downstairs, because the stairs were just on the side of Fu Nian.

Surrounded by the strange silence, Yan Chen breathed lightly, and subconsciously avoided looking at Fu Nian. After thinking for a long time, he moved two steps forward in embarrassment, stood by the railing, and looked ahead with calm eyes.

The moonlight was dim, and Yan Chen's heart was beating fast. He didn't know what he was looking at, but he watched persistently, using this blind way to cover up his panic.

On the other side of the corridor, Fu Nian was also looking forward, but from the corner of his eye, he held Mo Qing in his arms, observing his every move.

Fu Nian was angry, because of Mo Qing's flustered behavior, he stood in the night and looked at Mo Qing for a long time. He saw his despondency and looked at his helplessness.

He couldn't help but be touched in his heart.He was about to continue watching, but who knew that Mo Qing turned around suddenly, and when he saw him, he turned around and ran into the house, as if he was a tiger.

When you see him... run away.

not good.

Fu Nian didn't like him and was afraid of him.He can torture Mo Qing, but Mo Qing cannot be afraid of him.This is an idea that borders on his rogue paranoia.

Time passed minute by minute, slowly and long.

Yan Chen's slender and fair fingers gripped the railing, and the railing was stained with sweat from his palms.

Seeing him sticking there like a log, Fu Nian always felt it was an eyesore, felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to do something.

He thought so, and he did so.

With a slight movement of the ring finger, the wind rose again.

The wind came from all directions, and it seemed to attack Yan Chen.Yan Chen was caught off guard, staggered by the wind, and took a few steps back.

The corner of Fu Nian's mouth hooked slightly, which made the wind intensify.

Yan Chen felt that the wind was weird, and while covering his eyes with his hands, he was blown back again and again by the wind.

He wanted to use illusion, but unexpectedly the wind became more and more violent.

After retreating several times, Yan Chen had already retreated to the end of the veranda, he didn't realize it, and wanted to wait for a moment to use illusion to dispel the strong wind in front of him, suddenly, his back bumped into a hard piece.

Meanwhile, the wind dissipated.

Yan Chen had a bad feeling, he turned his head stiffly, it was Fu Nian's evil and handsome face.