Save the beautiful and tragic hero

Hearing this, Mi Hefeng's face suddenly darkened. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to their side, so he lowered his voice and warned: "Patriarch Situ, be careful with your words."

Seeing this, Situ Gaoyang immediately cheered up: "Patriarch Mi, you are too cautious if you ask me to tell you. Those things are old calendars. How many people in the cultivation world don't know? It's okay for us to talk about it."

Mi Hefeng didn't even look at Situ Gaoyang, and resolutely refused: "The Situ family mainly talks to others, and there are people behind you who are willing to listen to what you have to say."

After speaking, Mi Hefeng got into Mi's carriage with the support of his attendants.

Situ Gaoyang still wanted to follow, but was stopped by Mi's entourage.

Mi's entourage politely pointed to the carriage next to him: "Patriarch Situ, your carriage is over there."

Situ Gaoyang pursed his lips and glanced at Mi Hefeng's carriage, with a displeased expression on his face, he snorted twice from his nostrils, and walked aside with a flick of his sleeves.

The entourage of the Situ family followed Situ Gaoyang every step of the way, and after sitting in the carriage with Situ Gaoyang, the entourage said softly: "Patriarch, you mean that the three teenagers brought by Wenren's family today may have something to do with Hu Luwan ?”

Situ Gaoyang looked at the entourage in surprise, then laughed, leaned over and patted the entourage on the shoulder: "It seems that our family is smarter."

The attendant nodded embarrassingly: "The head of the family is overwhelmed."

"Take someone to investigate this matter." Situ Gaoyang slowly sat up straight, squinted his eyes, and touched his chin, "By the way, let's find out what happened between Wen Renzheng and Hu Luwan more than ten years ago. Why did Wen Renzheng never show up after Hu Luwan's accident?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's right." Situ Gaoyang remembered something again, "And that Huluyan."

The entourage looked up suspiciously.

Situ Gaoyang asked him with an unpredictable expression: "Du Luxing intentionally spread the news that Hu Luyan was an illegitimate child born to other women, and that the woman was from the devil world and committed a lot of crimes. Lu Yan sent to the sacrificial altar, do you believe this rhetoric?"

The entourage was silent for a while, then shook his head: "This subordinate really doesn't know..."

"I think that child might be Hu Luwan's child." Situ Gaoyang said, "You investigate this matter together, it's better to find Hu Luyan's whereabouts before they do."

"Yes."

"Dhu Luyan, Hu Luyan..." Situ Gaoyang crossed his arms and leaned back on the carriage, his gaze seemed to look far away through the carriage, and he murmured, "If you are really Hu Luwan's child, Then it is not surprising that you have caused such a big storm in the cultivation world."

Hu Luwan was a well-known genius in the world back then, she was the charming girl of heaven who received much attention, and she was also the first person to forge the Seven-Star Kunlun Sword.

How can a child born to such a woman be a mediocre person?

Early the next morning.

The sky was still slightly bright, and Mi Lu woke up from his sleep.

Unexpectedly, Jing Lan and Li Huai woke up earlier, and when he took Hu Luyan to clean up, Jing Lan and Li Huai had already organized other people to wait outside their tent.

Facing Mi Lu's questioning gaze, both Jing Lan and Li Huai seemed a little guilty.

"Sovereign, we thought about it overnight, and decided to stay here together and wait for the return of the suzerain." Jing Lan said cautiously, "We will not follow the suzerain."

After hearing this answer, Mi Lu couldn't help being surprised.

He thought that both Jing Lan and Li Huai would choose to leave with them, after all, Jing Lan and Li Huai had made their thoughts so obvious last night.

Although Mi Lu didn't know why Jing Lan and Li Huai suddenly changed their minds, they must have their own concerns in making such a choice. Mi Lu never likes to force others. After a moment of silence, he then asked the others behind Jing Lan and Li Huai: "Have you all made your choices?"

The others nodded.

"Okay, then you can stay here." After Mi Lu finished speaking, she gave a lot of instructions.

On the one hand, he and Hu Luyan don't know when they will come back after going out this trip, maybe five years, maybe ten years, maybe decades, if the rest of the people are tired of living in the barrier, they can also walk out of the barrier. to see the outside world.

On the other hand, he and Hu Luyan may not be as unknown in the comprehension world as they were four years ago. They will fall into an embarrassing situation at any time, and it is still unknown whether they will come back alive.

Anyway-

Even if the remaining people choose to stay here, he will not make a decision on their stay or stay.

No matter when and where, everyone's right to choose is in their own hands, not in the hands of others.

Speaking of the latter, although Mi Lu was still calm, many people's eyes were red.

Jing Lan cried until her eyes were red, tears fell like broken beads, she wiped her face carelessly with the back of her hand, breathed in and said, "Sovereign, no matter what, I will wait for you here, even if If you don’t do it for yourself or for us, you have to be careful.”

As she spoke, she took out a pendant made of red thread from her bosom, holding one end in each hand.

She wanted to put on the pendant for Mi Lu, but when she met Hu Luyan who was standing next to Mi Lu's icy gaze from the corner of her eyes, her heart felt cold for a moment, and she shrank her hands subconsciously. .

It was Mi Lu who reached out and took her pendant, and said with a smile, "What a beautiful pendant."

"This pendant is the only thing left after I lost my memory. I hid it well so that it was not taken away by those people in Yao Zongtang." Jing Lan looked at Mi Lu with twinkling eyes, "The suzerain is wearing it on the road. , I hope the suzerain will think of us every time he sees it."

Mi Lu hesitated for a while, then accepted it calmly: "Thank you."

Then, he turned his hand and handed the pendant to Hu Luyan who was beside him, "Can you put it on for me?"

"..." Hu Luyan didn't move or say a word.

Mi Lu waited for a long time, and his hands were a little sore, but he didn't wait for Hu Luyan's movement. He was about to turn his head to look, when Hu Luyan suddenly took the pendant from his hand.

"Okay." Hu Luyan said in a dry voice.

Mi Lu didn't do what he thought, and leaned back with his back to Hu Luyan, and at the same time raised his hands to tie up his loose hair, exposing his bald neck.

He could feel Hu Luyan standing behind him, very close to him, even half of his exhaled breath landed on his skin.

Like a feather brushed, a little itchy.

Mi Lu waited for a long time, but Hu Luyan still didn't hang the pendant around his neck.

He froze for a moment, and then realized that he hadn't considered it, maybe Hu Luyan didn't like to do these things for others, so he raised his eyes to look at Li Huai.

"Li Huai, you..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Hu Luyan took a sudden step forward, his chest was almost pressed against his back, and he quickly put on the pendant for him.

Mi Lu with his back to Hu Luyan couldn't see the expression on the other side, but Jing Lan, Li Huai and others who were facing Hu Luyan could see it clearly.

I saw Hu Luyan lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned down. He looked expressionless, but there was a steady stream of low air pressure overflowing from his body.

Hu Luyan's unhappiness was visible to the naked eye.

Especially when Hu Luyan's gaze was fixed on the pendant on Mi Lu's neck, Jing Lan's nerves gradually tensed up, and a beating heart almost stuck in her throat.

For a moment, she even felt Hu Luyan staring at her with cold eyes.

She was annoyed and regretful, wishing to go back in time.

Why did she forget Hu Luyan's feelings for Mi Lu just now?Really careless.

But things have come to this, she can only bite the bullet and pretend she doesn't know anything.

With great difficulty, Hu Luyan opened the distance, and Jing Lan also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she let go of her anger, Hu Luyan said abruptly: "This pendant is very beautiful."

Jing Lan: "..."

The ignorant Mi Lu looked down at Zhuizi, then raised his head and smiled at Hu Luyan, "Really? I think so too."

Hu Luyan twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed, "It suits you very well."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jing Lan, although the smile on his face was even wider, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was no smile in his eyes, "You really gave me a good gift, Miss Jing Lan."

"..." Jing Lan's legs gave way and she almost fell backwards, but luckily the girl behind helped her up in time.

Only Mi Lu, who couldn't see Hu Luyan's face, was unaware of all these undercurrents. After taking care of everything, he left with Hu Luyan.

Hu Luyan didn't know what was calling it, he only roughly sensed a direction - the direction to the capital.

But the capital is bustling and bustling, not as sparsely populated as the Northwest. If they go to the capital, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them not to attract attention. The appearance-changing magic weapon can fool one or two people, but not a group of people.

Thinking of what Qiu Bei said four years ago, Mi Lu decided to go to Drunken City first.

As for Qiubei's ex-senior brother, Zhai Feng, I couldn't find him for a while, so it's better to wait until I get to Drunk City and ask around.

However, Drunk City is in the territory of the Demon Realm, so if you want to go to Drunk City, you have to cross the dividing line between the Demon Realm and the outside world.

Mi Lu and Hu Luyan continued to head northwest.

After stepping into the dividing line, it was obvious that the aura in the air had suddenly become much thinner, and the sky was not as bright as the outside world. Even if there were no dark clouds, it was still gray.

And the number of flowers, plants and trees in sight has dropped sharply, replaced by large pieces of yellowed earth and rocks and dry, cracked, scorched land.

Looking around, there is no human habitation.

To Mi Lu's surprise, the weather in the Demon Realm has nothing to do with the outside world. The outside world has already entered winter. In addition to the howling cold wind, there will be a light snowfall from time to time, but there is no sign of snow in the Demon Realm. autumn.

It's just that autumn in the Demon Realm doesn't represent a good harvest, but dryness and cracking, and even the air is filled with a vague sense of death.

Mi Lu and Hu Luyan didn't walk for long, and they encountered a monster that they had never seen before.

The monster was completely black, with only a pair of blood-red eyes. When it opened its mouth to growl, a strong and disgusting fishy smell spewed out from its mouth.

However, halfway through the roar, the monster was beheaded by Hu Luyan.

Hu Luyan's knife was brought from Ming Deyi's secret room. Ming Deyi cherished this hard-won knife very much. Not only was he never willing to use it, but he also kept it in the secret room for daily wiping and observation.

It is estimated that Ming Deyi would never have imagined that his precious knife would be taken out by Hu Luyan one day, and then hacked on the head of the monster.

Before the monster had time to react, the sharp knife broke through its skull, and then went all the way down, splitting its body in two.

Blood and internal organs were spilled all over the place.

A thick and choking smell of blood spread in the air like a drop of black ink falling into the water.

Mi Lu frowned and backed away. Seeing that the monster was dying, he hurriedly pulled Hu Luyan away.

The smell of the monster was extremely strong, and the blood that flowed out was more foul and smelly than the blood of ordinary monsters. Mi Lu used several cleaning tools, but they couldn't completely purify the bloody smell on the knife.

He had no choice but to scan the surroundings with his spiritual sense, found a place with water, and took Hu Luyan to that place first.

Fortunately, that place is not far away.

But when they reached their destination, the sky also darkened.

The sky in the Demon Realm is darker than the sky outside. When the light is turned off, it seems that there is a cloud of black mist from under the hood, and the visibility instantly becomes extremely low.

There was no light to be found in the night sky.

There is no moonlight, no starlight, only the night that is so thick that it seems to engulf the world.

In this night, even though Mi Lu has the peak foundation building cultivation, his ability to see at night is also greatly affected. Even if Hu Luyan is squatting beside him, he can only see a hazy outline .

In front of them is a small pond, the water is clear and cool, just suitable for cleaning the knife surface.

Since Mi Lu's eyesight had deteriorated greatly, it was not convenient for him to help, so he handed over the task of cleaning the knife surface to Hu Luyan to solve by himself.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, Mi Lu took out a night pearl from the Qiankun bag, and he handed the night pearl to Hu Luyan's side.

The white light suddenly illuminated the small area where they were located.

It was also at this time that Mi Lu noticed the wound on the back of Hu Luyan's hand.

The wounds were one after another, there were four in total, they were long and thin, and the scratches were deep.

Every wound was soaked in a little bit of blood, and the flesh turned out. After passing through the cold water in the small pond, the bleeding stopped, but the whole body turned white.

Obviously, the wound was scratched by a monster.

It's all right for Hu Luyan to be injured, but he actually endured it all the way without making a sound!

What if he didn't see it?

Annoyed and anxious, Mi Lu hurriedly put Ye Mingzhu on the ground and grabbed Hu Luyan's hand: "You are hurt! Why didn't you say anything?"

Hu Luyan subconsciously wanted to hide his injured hand behind his back, but Mi Lu grabbed it tightly.

The two stalemate for a while, Hu Luyan gave up first, and said indifferently: "It's just a small injury, I can't die."

"I can't die, but it hurts." Seeing that Hu Luyan stopped struggling, Mi Lu freed up a hand to rummage through the Qiankun bag.

Hu Luyan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered his pupils, making it impossible to see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

However, his body was a little stiff, and he was a little at a loss. The other hand that was not caught was still holding the knife. He held it in mid-air for a while, and then suddenly put it in the water to wash it.

"Don't wash your knives at this time." Mi Lu said.

He searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the box of plasters he wanted. He couldn't help becoming anxious, and his tone became a little more urgent, "Put the knife on the ground and face me."

Hu Luyan was stunned for a long time, but did as he did.

Mi Lu glanced at Hu Luyan's unmovable and indifferent expression in his busy schedule. From the beginning to the end, Hu Luyan didn't even frown, as if the injured hand had nothing to do with him.

Mi Lu even wondered if Hu Luyan couldn't feel the pain.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Hu Luyan stared straight at him, remained silent for a while, and finally responded: "Ah?"

"I asked if your hand hurts?"

"..." Hu Luyan was silent again, and remained silent for a long time, as if answering this question was extremely difficult for him.

Although Mi Lu had already gotten used to Hu Luyan's character, she still didn't want to force him, so she decided to change the subject.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Hu Luyan replied abruptly: "It hurts."

Mi Lu was taken aback.

Hu Luyan said again: "It hurts."

Hu Luyan said these two words expressionlessly, as if he was just cooperating with Mi Lu to give an answer.

Ke Milu could feel Hu Luyan's hand trembling slightly, and the coolness on his wrist was transmitted to his sensory nerves through the touching skin.

When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help leaning in the direction of Hu Luyan.

"Speak up next time it hurts." Mi Lu looked at Hu Luyan's eyes, and the white light of the night pearl was reflected in Hu Luyan's eyes, like two shining stars.

Mi Lu said: "If you don't tell me, I won't know. If you tell me, I will know how you feel, and I can take countermeasures."

Hu Luyan's thin lips parted slightly, and after a long while, he uttered the word "good" with difficulty.

He thought that maybe Mi Lu would never know in his life that he had never said the word "pain" to anyone.

This word is like an enchantment sealed in his mouth. It has existed for 18 years, and it has already been as solid as a rock.

He also thought that he would never tell anyone his true feelings in this life, but when he said this word just now, he felt an unparalleled sense of ease and ease.

Mi Lu was the first.

If Mi Lu is the object of the complaint, it seems that it is not so difficult.

Mi Lu rummaged for a long time, and finally found the box of Wanyu ointment he had searched in the warehouse of Yao Zongtang. He let go of Hu Luyan's hand, and opened the box of Wanyu ointment.

A burst of fragrance came to my face.

Mi Lu dipped some Wanyu ointment on the pulp of his index finger, and then stretched out his hand to Hu Luyan: "Bring me your hand."

Hu Luyan was thinking about his own thoughts and was very obedient. When he saw Mi Lu stretching out his hand, he obediently put his injured hand on Mi Lu's hand.

Mi Lu smeared each wound along the edge of the wound, from left to right.

He painted it with great care and very slowly.

The night pearl placed on the ground had limited lighting, and Mi Lu had to put her face on the back of Hu Luyan's hand.

When Mi Lu concentrated on applying the ointment to Hu Luyan, Hu Luyan stared at Mi Lu's face intently.

From his angle, you can see Mi Lu's full forehead and straight nose bridge. Mi Lu's eyelashes are long and curled up, and when she blinks, she looks like a butterfly about to fly.

Hu Luyan's gaze stayed on Mi Lu's eyelashes for a long time before slowly looking down.

Further down.

Soon, the cruise came to Mi Lu's lips that were unconsciously pursed due to nervousness and concentration.

Mi Lu's lips are not thin, but slightly plump. His lip peaks are obvious, making his whole lips look fleshy, but when he licks them, only a vague shape remains.

Last night, Hu Luyan was squatting beside Mi Lu's bed, looking at Mi Lu's lips without blinking.

He thinks that his self-control ability is not bad, even if he can't completely suppress those thoughts, he won't lose control in front of Mi Lu.

But for some reason, at this moment he inexplicably felt a sense of restlessness.

The restlessness came suddenly and violently, rampaging through his body.

His skin gradually became hot, and it was as if a flame was burning in his chest.

At this moment, no matter how dull Hu Luyan was, he realized that something was wrong. He frowned, and looked gloomyly at his hand that was being drugged by Mi Lu.

He retracted his hand.

Mi Lu noticed his movement, quickly grabbed his hand again, raised her head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Hu Luyan saw that the hideous wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but after Mi Lu said a word, two of the wounds were completely healed.

He looked really clean, as if he had never been hurt.

Hu Luyan frowned even tighter, and when he opened his mouth to speak, his voice was unbearably hoarse: "What is this?"

"This is the Wanyu ointment I found in the warehouse of Yaozongtang." Mi Lu thought that Huluyan was suspicious of Wanyu ointment, so he sent the Wanyu ointment to Huluyan and explained, "You heard that Have you tried Yao Zongtang’s Wanyu Ointment? Not only can it stop bleeding, it can also stop the loss of spiritual power, and it can heal the wound instantly.”

After a pause, Mi Lu said again, "I asked Yanfeng to do an experiment, and this box of Wanyu ointment is fine."

"Yanfeng..." Hu Luyan read the name, knowing it in his heart.

Mi Lu carefully observed Hu Luyan's reaction, and said, "If you are worried about this box of Wanyu ointment, I will find another box of ointment."

"It's okay." Hu Luyan interrupted Mi Lu's move to put away the Wanyu ointment, he moved his hand forward, and put Mi Lu's hand again, "Just use this."

Mi Lu looked at Hu Luyan suspiciously.

But Hu Luyan had already blocked all the undercurrents in his eyes with his eyelashes, and he couldn't see what he was thinking on his face without a special expression.

Mi Lu hesitated for a moment, but continued to apply Wanyu ointment to Huluyan's wound.

By the time Mi Lu finished applying the plaster to Hu Luyan, a long time had passed.

Mi Lu put away the Wanyu Ointment and put it back into the Qiankun bag, and when he looked at Hu Luyan again, he finally found something.

"Your face is so red!"

Hu Luyan hurriedly backed away, fearing that Mi Lu would accidentally bump into him, he said bluntly, "It's okay."

"Is there anything uncomfortable about you?" Mi Lu really wanted to touch Hu Luyan's hand. It can be seen that Hu Luyan's reaction was so intense, and he couldn't move forward.

Hu Luyan didn't make a sound, and shook his head after a while.

"Really?" Mi Lu didn't believe it, he frowned, and said to himself, "Is it the problem of Wanyu Gao..."

Then, he took out the Wanyu ointment and looked carefully, but he couldn't see any problems.

Wanyu ointment has been kept in the Qiankun bag by him, and even the fragrance has never faded.

Mi Lu still wanted to get to the bottom of it, but saw Hu Luyan put the knife on the ground into the brocade bag, got up and left.