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As it turned out, the super-normal luck flew back to the mansion with light work.

【Gu House】

Miu Yin hurriedly left Qitan Mountain and returned to Gu's Mansion, he saw the struggle in Xuan Cheng's heart, he understood the entanglement in Xuan Cheng's heart, but he couldn't see Zhiyuan depended on him.He shook his head helplessly. If he really became so hypocritical, he would actually feel jealous.

He was strolling along the path, and unexpectedly passed by Song Yanchu's residence.

In the quiet and quiet courtyard there were actually a few servants standing there, while Song Yanchu was sitting on the stone table in front of the court, carefully checking the pulse of a servant in front of him with a candle, a piece of paper, and a medicine box.

From the first time she met Song Yanchu, Yaoyin felt that he possessed an innate affinity without any impurities. How many people in the world can be as free as Song Yanchu and keep their original thoughts.

For some reason, Miuyin felt a little tired in his heart. It was the complete opposite of Song Yanchu. He had a battle with Zuoqiu's family, and since he was 12 years old, he took over the judge and director from the priest Zizun and entered the Yinxi Palace. From the beginning, it was destined not to be as peaceful as Song Yanchu, no longer innocent and no longer following one's heart, everything was just groping in the dark, but it was also because of this that he and Xi Cheng... thinking of this absurd sound, he twitched the corners of his lips a little self-deprecatingly. They are clearly masters and apprentices, but now they are so nondescript, so what does it matter?

Song Yanchu finished the consultation for the last person, tidied up the items on the table and planned to go back to the room, when he looked up, he saw the nonsensical absurd sound, and after a little bit of astonishment, he walked slowly to the absurd sound and said pleasantly: "Why are you back, senior?" ?”

Mu Yin came back to his senses: "Come back and rest if you have nothing to do."

Song Yanchu looked at the door, but couldn't find Shuhui's shadow, so he asked hesitantly, "Then... didn't Shuhui come back?"

"He's at Qitan Mountain." Mu Yin was taken aback for a moment, and then said.

Disappointment was evident on Song Yanchu's face, but he forced a smile and said, "Well, senior should rest earlier."

"Yan Chu wants to see Cheng?"

Song Yanchu was a little embarrassed, and then smiled helplessly: "Shuhui let me stay in the Gu mansion, not to mention that I don't want to go back because I am in danger."

Miuyin looked deeply at the man in front of him, and suddenly said: "If you don't mind at the beginning of Yan, I will take Yanchu to Qitan Mountain." As soon as this remark came out, he felt a little regretful, and now Cheng's mood is unstable It would be bad if Yan Chu misunderstood him, but thinking about it, maybe Yan Chu could comfort Cheng at this time.

"Go to Qitan Mountain?" Song Yanchu said joyfully.

"Let's go." Mu Yin laughed a little.

"Thank you." Song Yanchu said gratefully.

Mu Yin smiled lightly and left the Gu residence with Song Yanchu.

Walking on the mountain, I saw a hazy moon in the sky, and seven or eight stars in the sky.

The shadows of the mountains in the dark night, the colors of the trees are overcast, and the birds are swaying. Even though it is late spring and early summer, it can't help being a little mysterious.But there is a strong fragrance of epiphyllum floating in the mist, taking a deep breath, it makes people feel salty, as if sorrow wells up in the heart, can't help being sentimental, but this gloom has dissipated a bit.

The flower of Weeping Tan is famous all over the world.

Looking from afar, you can faintly see the white epiphyllum in the mountains, which is amazing.

"The flowers are blooming." Song Yanchu exclaimed softly, his tone full of love and pity for this new flower.

Seeing such a magnificent scene, Mu Yin couldn't help but smile a little, and said: "From this road, it is the area where the epiphyllum blooms the most in the mountains."

After saying this, he signaled Song Yanchu to go.

Not long after going up, Yaoyin suddenly stopped, making Song Yanchu behind him also stop.

Seeing Mu Yin staring intently, all the senses in his body were on alert, which made Song Yanchu not feel nervous.

"Senior?" Song Yanchu asked softly, subconsciously observing his surroundings.If the usual absurd sound is like this, it must be the case that someone is approaching and making a surprise attack.

The wind is still calm, and Xi Xi's gentleness is the same as usual.The fragrance of epiphyllum is still strong and charming. Occasionally, I can hear the chirping of young cicadas in the mountains, which is a refreshing chirping.

Song Yanchu frowned. He knew that he couldn't detect it with his own ability, but he still couldn't help worrying.

Just when Song Yanchu was about to speak but stopped, Yaoyin suddenly said: "It's okay, let's go." Saying that, he let Song Yanchu go forward.

When Song Yan first saw him like this, he was not suspicious and continued to go up the mountain. He didn't notice that the clenched right fist of Mu Yin gradually loosened, and grains of yellow sand gradually flowed between the fingers.

Quicksand of the Western Regions.

Sneered, getting colder and colder.

Song Yanchu went up the road. In his memory, he had climbed mountains countless times to collect herbs. The scenery he saw on the mountain was also strange and strange, and the people he met were countless and diverse.He thought that he was used to seeing all kinds of things in the world, and his state of mind was enough to be calm and clear, to be peaceful and far-reaching.

All these thoughts collapsed into pieces the moment he saw Xi Riyao and Zhiyuan, and the raised smoke and dust clouded his eyes and drifted for a long time. He should realize that going back to one person can control his sorrow and joy.

The two were leaning on each other, and behind them was a blooming epiphyllum, as clean as snow and dazzling.

Mu Yin fell silent after a moment of astonishment, his eyes passed through Xi Riyao and Zhiyuan, as if he could see through that absurd scene.There will be sadness, resentment, but more worry.He knew that Zhiyuan was the same virtuous woman as Fu Shui, and that Xiu Cheng had a terrible obsession with Fu Shui and Chu You.

The two of them stood in place as if frozen in time, unable to move.

It wasn't until the shocking yellow sand danced wildly that Song Yanchu woke up.He couldn't help being astonished, not to mention Qitan Mountain, the area around the imperial capital is really a plain area, far away from the source of sand, how could there be such a big sandstorm?

The sand and dust became denser and stronger than the violent wind and rain. Song Yanchu couldn't help covering his nose with his sleeve, feeling that his throat would be filled with the yellow sand, almost suffocating.The wind suddenly increased, and he suddenly realized that his whole body was about to be swept up and thrown into the sky, and he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Suddenly, a powerful airflow enveloped him, gently but forcefully separating the sand and dust, leaving a circle of peace.He finally stopped feeling uncomfortable, and when he looked sideways, he saw Mu Yin standing beside him, a circle of true energy was formed around the two of them, but for some reason, the light emitted by that circle was particularly dark, as if it could be hidden.

After getting out of danger, Song Yanchu suddenly realized that the breath of the yellow sand seemed familiar. Before he had time to think about it, he faintly saw the figure in front of him through the circle of true energy.

The desert... Song Yanchu suddenly realized why the dust was so familiar.

At this time, a person suddenly appeared in the sand, like a ghost, with a strong figure, blond hair fluttering, olive pupils in the deep-set eye sockets, and a black cloak that made the ear-piercing sound in the sand, making one shiver.

Sand and dust make shadows.

A piece of epiphyllum is in danger in this sand dance, and it will be destroyed if it is destroyed.Blowing woke up the sleeping Qitan Mountain, blowing up the two snuggled up, and blowing up the fantasy dream of floating life and leisure, sobering up from drunkenness and dreaming.

Hua Xiangrong's cheeks were cut by the sand, and the pain was so painful that his brain was cold.He looked blankly at the man in the air, thinking about it day and night, and he really appeared—but in such a violent way.

And Wei Shengni flew away soundlessly, shuttling through the mountain forest like a ghost, at an extremely fast speed, the trees in the mountain forest were hung upside down by the gust of wind blown up by Wei Shengni.

Mu Yin's face turned cold, and after leaving a circle of true energy for Song Yanchu, he followed Wei Shengni, and lived with him for more than ten years. Know how to comfort.

Wei Shengni finally stopped, surrounded by towering ancient trees, with no light, he leaned against a wooden pine and did not move.Muyin stood beside him, and gathered energy to surround a light source, illuminating a small area.

"Cheng, you..." Mu Yin thought for a long time but couldn't finish a complete sentence, her face was a bit self-blaming.

"Aren't you angry?" Wei Shengni's faint voice came, thinking just now was like a dream, but it happened for real, "I still can't control it, I treat him like my mother."

Mu Yin walked up to Wei Shengni, shook his head lightly and said, "Cheng doesn't need to explain, I understand."

"You go back first." Wei Shengni lowered his head, not knowing his emotions.

Mu Yin pursed his lips, feeling suddenly tired of his character, he tried his best to change his cold temperament, and tried his best to respond to Xuan Cheng's feelings, but now he couldn't calm down Xuan Cheng's mood.

Wei Shengni looked up and saw that Mu Yin was full of self-blame and worry, and he didn't want the other party to think about it, he pulled out an ugly smile and gently hugged the man in his arms to comfort him: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"I am also responsible for your parents' affairs." Mu Yin was full of self-blame, a bad fate and a farce back then, he didn't know that his own fault would lead to today...

"It's none of your business, it was me who made a mistake."

"Fu Shui's death is..." Mu Yin said with a wry smile.

"Don't talk nonsense." Wei Shengni interrupted eagerly, as if avoiding certain names.

Mu Yin fell silent, maybe after that wrong step he got used to being silent, used to being rational in everything and not using emotion to solve things, but now he wanted to comfort Xi Cheng, but he couldn't find any more words.Perhaps it is doomed that only Song Yanchu can easily mend Cheng's broken heart, but he is powerless.

The moon has quietly set, and even the sound of insects has disappeared in the middle of the night, and the two embrace each other in the dim light.

"Don't leave me." A frightened and helpless voice resounded in the quiet woods, falling into Mu Yin's heart.

"No, I'll stay with you even when I die." Mu Yin hugged Wei Shengni's waist and said distressedly.

Wei Shengni heaved a sigh of relief, still hugging the person in his arms comfortably, coveting every breath of the other person's body, from childhood admiration to now it is a deep-seated dependence, a deep love that cannot be separated half a step away.

"Cheng... Yan Chu came here."

Hearing the words, Wei Shengni trembled slightly, and then continued to hug Mu Yin silently.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought him here." Mu Yin regretted