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He lowered his head and did not speak.Dai Mei was in a daze all the time, as if her thoughts had been emptied.Glancing at the people in the room, Chu Rong stretched her waist and said with a smile, "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep, no one should disturb me..."

After speaking, he lay down, smiled and closed his eyes.

Ye Qiao closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Next to the new tomb behind the bamboo house, a new tomb was piled up soon, and the two tombs were nestled together. Because the time between them was too short, it was impossible to tell which one was the old one and which was not. One is a new tomb.

The author has something to say: When Pin wrote these chapters, he never broke down in tears...Hiding his face...

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84. Conspiracy...

Ye Qiao stood in the bamboo forest, looked at the two short graves in front of him, and still felt that this was not true.How can this be true?It was only a few days, why did He Xi die like this?Even Chu Rong died for love? !How can this be accepted...

Wushuang and Yan Qiong stood not far behind Ye Qiao, also silent.Are they gone?Wushuang stared at all this in a daze, still feeling like he was dreaming.The hearty and generous He Xi, the Yan Ruo teacher who is kind like a father, the He Xi who taught herself how to play the piano, and the He Xi who taught herself how to be a human being...are they no longer in this world?And that Chu Rong who always likes to act coquettishly, who likes to be a bit narrow-minded and caresses herself from time to time, and Chu Rong who always looks coquettish but is actually very devoted, is it gone?Are you gone... The tears that I had held back for a few days finally fell down...

A low singing voice gradually sounded in the lingering wind, like weeping and complaining, like threads of silk, but it was like a small knife being held in the heart and slashed one by one, and then the sorrow was stuffed into the heart little by little. Go, it's almost unbearable.Wushuang clutched the skirt of his chest tightly, his eyes widened, and he breathed heavily, unable to control the grief that overflowed with the singing, his body was trembling slightly.The bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest seemed to be knocked down by the wind and rain, and kept falling down, the birds were wailing in the forest, the wind seemed to be restless, it seemed that the whole world was driven by this mournful song, and it was about to move, Wushuang was in a state of tears. Zhong finally felt something was wrong, wanted to call out to the singer, but couldn't yell out with his mouth open, and suddenly felt anxious.

Suddenly, a burst of thin and sharp tones cut through the mournful singing, and the singing began to become intermittent, as if someone had woken it up, but it still refused to open its eyes and continued to sing persistently. "Qiaoer! Qiaoer! Calm down!" Yan Qiong stopped her singing, stepped forward and hugged Ye Qiao who was still singing, with tears all over her face: "Qiaoer! Stop singing! They really are gone ..." Yu Bi couldn't speak anymore.

Ye Qiao finally stopped talking, her eyes were still a little dazed, she quietly leaned against Yan Qiong's arms, raised her face: "Yan Qiong, I don't believe it, are they joking with us?" Yan Qiong looked at Ye Qiao's bright eyes full of tears. With a look of hope in his eyes, he shook his head with difficulty, rubbed Ye Qiao into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Qiao'er, cry out, just cry out..." Ye Qiao paused for a while, and finally stretched out his hand slowly. , hugging Yan Qiong's waist, as if returning to this world when he first came to this world, he was so sad because of the awakening from the dream, crying bitterly like when he was seeking comfort in Yan Qiong's arms.

Ye Qiao was tired from crying, and was picked up by Yan Qiong and slowly walked towards the East Chamber.Wushuang looked at their backs, wiped his teardrop face, and tried to catch up with them, but in the end he didn't move.After standing there for a while, Wushuang tried to take a step, but saw a few birds lying on the ground beside him, with blood stains on their feathers, lying on the bamboo leaves all over the ground, staring at their big eyes, as if they were still in tears.Wushuang squatted down, holding up the little bird, a little dazed: the singing can make the bird cry blood to death, make the bamboo leaves fall without wind, let myself get stuck in it, could it be that daddy... is also a spirit person?Thinking of the rule that spiritual beings would not easily combine with ordinary people, Wushuang suddenly realized that Daddy is really a spiritual being!

Yan Qiong sat on Ye Qiao's soft side, holding his hand, looking worriedly at his frowning face in deep sleep, with all kinds of thoughts surging in her heart.Something is wrong!Something is wrong with this!There are not many people in the world who can hurt He Xi.Even if some low-level methods were used, apart from other high-level spiritual kings of the same level as him, only a very small number of high-level spirits with deep spiritual power were capable of hurting Hexi.But when He Xi was buried, Yan Qiong could see clearly that there were no obvious injuries on his body at all, which showed that he had no violent conflicts and fights with anyone—that is to say, the person who killed him was most likely someone he knew well people! !Even a friend who didn't even think of He Xi who was not wary of each other! !

Thinking of this, Yan Qiong's heart skipped a beat.The sky outside was as dark as night. At this time, a flash of lightning melted, and the torrential rain poured down.Yan Qiong's brows frowned even deeper, looking at the pouring rain outside, she fell into deep thought: besides herself and Chu Rong, the kings of the upper ranks of Ling are Bai Ling and Sang Qing...could it be them? !But... Although Chu Rong and He Xi have always been on good terms with him, they have no problems with Bai Ling and Sang Qing. What reason do they have to harm He Xi?After all, if He Xi was plotted by someone, it is not impossible to fall into the trap of some ninth-level powerhouses... But... thinking of He Xi's return, Yan Qiong was even more puzzled. He Xi obviously wanted to come back Seeing Chu Rong for the last time, but since the other party wanted to kill him, why did he let him go?How is this going?

Yan Qiong was puzzled, looked at the thunderstorm sky outside, meditated for a while, stood up, covered the quilt for Ye Qiao, walked out of the bedroom, just arrived outside, saw Wushuang put away the bamboo umbrella in her hand and entered the room , was dripping wet, even half of his hair was dripping, obviously it was raining heavily outside.Before Yan Qiong could speak, Wushuang said anxiously: "Yan Qiong, Dai Mei is gone!" Yan Qiong was startled, and said in a deep voice, "When did this happen?" Wushuang frowned, "I saw her again this morning." Lying in the room, when I went back to the room just now, I didn't feel relieved and stopped by to take a look, and found that there was no one in her room!"

"Are there any traces of fighting or other suspicious places in her room?" Yan Qiong asked.

Wushuang shook his head, raised his eyes and said, "No, there is nothing abnormal in the house." After speaking, he frowned: "Where would she go in this weather? Xinguo has nowhere else to go except here."

When Yan Qiong heard the panic, she said badly to herself, and said while walking outside Jiwai: "Wu Shuang, you look at Qiao'er here, I will come as soon as I go!!" Even the spiritual power tent had no time to open, and it had already plunged into it. rain curtain.

Hurriedly coming to the main room, Yan Qiong pushed open the bedroom door, ignoring the dripping water all over her body, and quickly looked towards the inner bed—seeing the child who was still sleeping peacefully in the bright and dark colorful halo, Yan Qiong Joan let out a big sigh of relief.Standing by the bed for a while, Yan Qiong frowned again, did she think wrongly?But... Worried about Ye Qiao, Yan Qiong hurried back to the East Chamber.

Seeing Yan Qiong enter the room, Wushuang immediately got up to meet her, seeing Yan Qiong looking towards the back room, Wushuang immediately said: "Daddy is still sleeping inside, it's okay." Nodding, Yan Qiong was about to enter the bedroom.Wushuang called him from behind, and asked hesitantly: "We...don't need to look for Dai Mei? After all, she doesn't have high spiritual power, and besides..." Yan Qiong sighed, without looking back, and said lightly: "There is no need to look for it, if I If she didn't guess wrong, she should have left by herself." Wushuang was shocked when she heard this: "Could it be that she..."

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85. The fog is heavy...

Suddenly thought of something, Wushuang ran out like a whirlwind, returned to the house after a while, and handed Yan Qiong a piece of paper, which can only be said to be a piece of paper, except for the word "no" at the top, there is nothing else , the other end is uneven, as if something has smashed the place where the writing is bit by bit. If the word "no" hadn't been pressed under the paperweight, it would probably have no bones left, and this is obviously He Xi. The note left for him, telling his whereabouts... After thinking about everything before and after, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Wushuang's body, a little unbelievable: "Could it be... that Dai Mei was going to the Phoenix Festival that day, she deliberately Led you away??"

Yan Qiong nodded silently, and continued: "But according to my guess, she can only be regarded as a pawn at best." After a pause, he continued: "It seems that we still have to find her, maybe she knows more than we think. There are a lot of them... By the way," Yan Qiong turned around, her eyes full of worry: "The news of He Xi and Chu Rong's death is temporarily blocked and do not spread, especially Chu Rong's child, before he wakes up, we cannot let anyone People know of his existence, you have to watch him carefully!" Looking at Yan Qiong's worried face, Wushuang nodded solemnly.

Yan Qiong walked into the back room, looked at the terribly dark weather outside, and sighed: "It seems that the sky is about to change..."

It rained heavily for ten days.Ye Qiao was worried that the tombs of He Xi and Chu Rong would be washed away by the rain, so she would go to the bamboo forest every day to have a look, but what was strange was that, in the same rainstorm-like bamboo forest, their tombs seemed to be in another world, only The soil on the surface was slightly wet, but it was safe and sound for ten days.

Worried about the child who is still awake, Ye Qiao would stay in the bedroom of the main house for a while every day. Seeing that he hadn't woken up for so long, he was worried, so she couldn't help asking Yan Qiong: "Why is he still awake?" Yan Qiong hugged Ye Qiao, stroking his back comfortingly, and said, "Generally, it takes at least a month for newborns to wake up in the inheritance of the upper spiritual level, so this is normal, don't worry." Seeing Ye Qiao still wrinkled frowning