Lonely tree in the north

Hearing the last sentence, Si Ye stared blankly at the floor, realizing that the person had left, and the anger hidden in his heart gradually evaporated.

Xu Shi was too emotional and was extremely hurt. His face was instantly pale, but the murderous aura emanating from his body was still strong.

Seeing this, Tan Ying hurried over to help her, and was very worried: "Your Highness, why didn't you tell your majesty about your injury, maybe he has a solution."

Si Ye shook his head, supported his hand and stood up with difficulty, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "So what if there is a way to hurt him, not only will he not make a move, but he will even urge us to complete the task so that I'm left to fend for myself."

"Your Highness..."

"What happened to the matter that asked you to check?"

"The one that replaces the Sanskrit bead, I'm afraid it can only be the floating bead." Tan Ying hesitated, and said, "But the floating bead is harder to get than the Sanskrit bead. Your Highness was injured by Wushi. If you want to recover from Jiumeng Guisheng Dazong, the main temple of Guishan, has it in his hands, so we can only use that Gu'an."

Si Ye's expression gradually became serious, his brows were furrowed, and his face showed hesitation.

I was really afraid that His Highness would refuse to use Gu An, so Tan Ying hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, this is the only way to go, you gave him the Sanskrit sound beads, then you used him to get the floating beads, and you did not feel sorry for him."

"Help me back first." Si Ye didn't refuse or agree, he only said one sentence, and then didn't say anything else.

In the early morning of the second day, Yi Fengyue had already broken into Mo Xun's room early in the morning, and because Si Ye was not around, he unscrupulously climbed onto Mo Xun's bed.

The next second, there was his scream.

Mo Xun hurriedly put on his clothes, and looked at the person lying on the ground crying for pain, he was full of anger, "What are you doing so early in the morning, you have to go to the house without playing for a day, right?"

Yi Fengyue got up with a bitter face, covered the kicked place with her hands, and was very wronged: "Didn't you say that you will come to wake you up the next morning? It's my fault."

"..."

He was at a loss for words for a while, but when he thought of the way he woke him up, he became angry again, "I asked you to wake me up, but I didn't ask you to go to my bed, and I didn't ask you to put your face on my bed." Call me so close! You are not very good-looking, you will scare me to death!"

"I don't think Master Gu'an looks good when you sleep. I know I'm wrong. I'll treat you to something when I go out later, okay?" Come over and hug Mo Xun to act like a spoiled child.

He gave up completely. He shouldn't suspect that there is something wrong with his brain.

Being hugged by his waist and swaying out of the door, Mo Xun couldn't move his forehead no matter how hard he pushed, it would be easier for Si Ye to leave, but this octopus was even more annoying.

He didn't like to take care of children under three years old, but now that he had a giant baby hanging on him, Mo Xun was even more devastated.

After the two staggered out of the inner courtyard, they saw many people at the gate of Nangong Mansion, so they hurriedly stopped.

Wearing purple sunflower casual clothes, one of the four gates is Chiwuge.

In just a few days, the future masters of the five masters and four sects in this book have all met.

"Who are they?" Yi Fengyue suddenly let go of Mo Xun, wanting to join in the fun.

Before he walked away a few steps, he was successfully dragged back by Mo Xun.

When he raised his eyes to look at the door again, what he saw was a tall man in Yunxiang's Ziluo Jingui suit. His facial features were well carved, but his eyes were colorless and frighteningly indifferent.

When he strode past, he noticed Mo Xun and Yi Fengyue standing beside him sharply. Before he could salute, he had already withdrawn his gaze and strode away.

Yi Fengyue wanted to raise her hand to say hello, but when she saw the person, she ignored it, she pouted and looked sideways at Mo Xun, "He's not polite at all."

Mo Xun rolled his eyes and asked back, "Then do you know him?"

Now, Yi Fengyue became proud, patted her chest and explained plausibly: "Of course I know him, I met him when I was in Heyun Mountain, he is Miss Nangong's fiancé, Bei Zi'an, Chi Wu The Lord of the Pavilion."

"You really know each other." Mo Xun was slightly surprised, but when he noticed what he said later, he became confused, "You just said that he is Nangong Yi's fiancé?"

"Yeah, when I arrived the day before yesterday, people all over the city were talking about it. The marriage between the two schools is still the most powerful. Can you not be shocked?"

Now Mo Xun was confused.

He remembered that Nangong Yi in the book married a royal family, not a Bei family.

Bei Zi'an, he doesn't know this person well, it is said that he is very cold and domineering, a person who rarely appears.

It is common for Chiwu Pavilion not to look out the window. Even when Wen Cen celebrated his birthday last time, he just sent his disciples there casually, but why, Nangong Yi and Bei Zi'an became a couple.

Aren't they childhood sweethearts, two people who know each other well like their own brother and sister?

It seems that the incident in Xuzhou this time is not as simple as Mo Xun thought.

"Gu'an!"

Mo Xun was suddenly brought back to his senses by a scream, his ears were shaken by the sound, and as soon as he realized it, he stretched out his hand to grab the culprit.