The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Xia Yu's eyes were red.

The big boss didn't care about her identity, nor did they care about their previous positions, he only asked her if she was cold underground...

She put the big guy in her arms and replied: "It's not cold, I also want to thank you for stopping me from hurting ordinary people..."

Zhu Junyang felt very uncomfortable.

She couldn't imagine how lonely and lonely it would be for Xia Yu to be locked underground for hundreds of years, or if she sealed it with her own hands...

Xia Yu held her face, "chirp" and kissed her on the corner of the mouth: "You think you and Xue Yaguang can seal me for hundreds of years? I am clearly bewitched by your beauty, and I am willing to stay here Ground."

Zhu Junyang stroked her hair: "So you mean I'm not capable enough?"

Xia Yu: "..." This is a fucking proposition.

Compared with sealing your lover underground with your own hands, those who are thinking about things, worrying about gains and losses, or...jealous are not worth mentioning.

She smiled and held out her hand: "Let's go."

Xia Yu held her hand, and a faint fire spirit passed from the clasped palms, warming her somewhat stiff body.

They didn't speak any more, but the atmosphere was different from before.

Xia Yu secretly looked at Zhu Junyang from the corner of her eye, and was relieved to see that she had really accepted her identity.

At first, she suspected that Zhu Junyang had been transferred, but after making the phone call, she felt that something was wrong. After observing carefully for a while, she realized that the boss didn't know what was going on.

The awkward boss is so cute too...cough.

Although she is very cute, as a qualified girlfriend, she naturally has to solve her girlfriend's troubles.

But she didn't know what the big brother's troubles were.

After thinking about it, she forcibly took off a vest, successfully relying on this to stop the boss from thinking wildly.

What is the boss worrying about?

Is it... related to her?

……

Kunlun Mountain is windy and snowy, and the more you go up, the harder it is to feel the passage of time. The snow and clouds on the top of the mountain are intertwined, and everywhere is white, only the sky is gray.

Xia Yu took a hard breath, feeling that she was about to die from lack of oxygen.If it weren't for Zhu Junyang's spiritual power supply, she might not be able to climb so high.

After walking some distance, they finally saw Ruoshui.

Different from the last time I came here, a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the weak water lake in early spring, and the peach trees in the center of the lake have also withered, not withered naturally, but as if scorched by a fire abruptly, every shriveled branch Qiandu revealed a trace of death.

Xia Yu and Zhu Junyang looked at each other, knowing that their premonition might have become a reality.

The frozen weak water lost its original effect, even if they walked directly on the ice, there would be no problem.

Zhu Junyang pulled her around the withered peach tree and walked into the forest in front of Bai Ze's residence.

Like the peach trees in the middle of the lake, this forest is all withered and full of lifelessness.

There was not a trace of green in the woods, and the vast white snow covered the scorched tree trunks. After walking for a long time, I couldn't see a single animal.

The two feathers that Bai Qiong gave them also lost their effect, and they couldn't guide them at all.

The two could only rely on the vague memory when they came back and groped forward. After studying for a long time, they finally found the river in front of the station.

The river was covered with a thick layer of snow, the snow surface was very smooth, without a single footprint, and it looked like there had been no biological activity for a long time.

When they stepped on the snow, half of their legs sank into the snow.

The space formation on the river had also failed, and they quickly reached the opposite bank.On the shore, Xia Yu stepped on a raised object.

She knelt down and swept the snow with her sleeve, seeing the color of the wood.

"It's a small wooden boat..." she said.

Zhu Junyang stretched out his hand to her from the shore: "The boat stops here, I'm afraid Bai Qiong and the others didn't leave."

Xia Yu took a deep breath, and a white breath floated in the air: "If they didn't leave...where else could they go?"

The big villa of the Bai Ze family can no longer be seen here. This space is very flat, covered with snow, and there are no shadows of buildings at all.

She closed her eyes, sensing the situation under the snow, opened them after a long time, and said to Zhu Junyang, "Boss, there is nothing under the snow."

Zhu Junyang knew that she was a snow beast, and would have a special feeling for snow, so he naturally believed her words: "In this way, Bai Qiong and the others are not necessarily dead."

Even if there is no death, life and death are uncertain.

On the way down the mountain, the two were even more silent, feeling very heavy.

Where did Bai Qiong take the Bai Ze clan?What have they been through?Is it life or death now?

no one knows.

Zhu Jun said in a deep voice: "If there is no result, it is the best result."

But it is not ruled out that they will be the same as the Zhu family back then, and there will be no ashes left when they die.

Knowing that she was thinking of her family again, Xia Yu gently squeezed her hand and said seriously, "We will definitely find out who is behind the scenes."

This is a disaster that concerns the entire spiritual world. They cannot be alone, they must participate, and maybe they can win a chance.

……

"Are you guys going to Gaha?" Yao Wenjing asked strangely as she looked at the two women whose clothes didn't match the current season, hugging Xiao Wuhu.

Xia Yu said the reason he had discussed with the boss on the way: "We heard that the descendants of the White Tiger God also live in Kunlun Mountain, so we went to have a look."

Wuhu widened his eyes when he heard Kunlun Mountain: "Then, have you seen my parents and uncle patriarch?"

Xia Yu shook her head: "Your house is too far away from where we are going, we didn't have time to visit."

Wuhu felt a little lost, and lowered his head: "Ah...it's okay."

Yao Wenjing said nonchalantly: "There's nothing to be disappointed about, my sister will take you there tomorrow!"

Xia Yu glared at her.

Yao Wenjing was puzzled: "? Are you glaring at me?"

Wuhu lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, then rejected Yao Wenjing's kindness: "Thank you sister Yao, I can't go back."

He said can't, not don't want to.

Wuhu is very precocious. Like Zhu Junyang, he is the last hope of a family and race, so he can't take risks, and he can't visit his own people.

He must cherish his own life and must live alone.

Xia Yu took him out of Yao Wenjing's arms and patted his head: "Don't be afraid... everything will be fine..."

Maybe Bai Qiong and the others didn't die, or Wuhu learned to be lonely first, no matter which one, it will be better than the most desperate time.

Wuhu buried his head in her arms and stopped talking.

Yao Wenjing realized that she had said something wrong, so she quickly changed the subject: "Have you found the descendants of the White Tiger God?"

Xia Yu shook her head.

Didn't even look for it...

Yao Wenjing said: "I have already reported this matter, and the official said that professionals have been invited to help you find someone."

"Professionals..." Xia Yu asked, "Who are you referring to?"

Yao Wenjing: "I heard that he is very high in the rankings, he knows the world's major events, and he has a good plan."

Xia Yu: "...Is he called Wen Yan?"

Yao Wenjing was startled: "How do you know?"

Because all the conditions are matched—the third in the rankings, who knows everything, who else can there be besides him?

Zhu Junyang said: "We are old acquaintances with him."

Yao Wenjing clapped her hands: "That's great! Are you afraid you won't be able to find someone if you have him?"

Xia Yu: "...afraid."

Zhu Junyang: "To be precise, I offended him once."

Yao Wenjing: "..."

……

On the day when Wenyan arrived in Kunlun, the wind was sunny and the sky was clear.

Xia Yu, Zhu Junyang and Yao Wenjing stood at the gate of the teleportation formation, welcoming him.

The elevator stopped, the door opened to both sides, Wen Yan walked out of the elevator calmly, wearing a long coat and holding walnuts on his mobile phone.

Yao Wenjing was the first to greet her, and said in standard Mandarin: "Mr. Wen, welcome to Lingling Hotel. I am Yao Wenjing, the person in charge of the Kunlun Lingling Office."

Wen Yan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Director Yao is polite."

Xia Yu blinked at him: "Mr. Wen, I've worked hard after a long journey."

Wen Yan glanced at her: "I sent it directly."

Xia Yu flattered her like a dog and said, "That's hard work, and it's quite tiring to sit in the teleportation array."

Zhu Junyang gave her a hand.

Wen Yan immediately said in a strange way: "Look who is this? I still remember that you asked me for help but didn't give you any money. Didn't you say that you won't come to me again? Then how can I still see you here?"

Zhu Junyang didn't take his ridicule seriously at all: "I didn't ask you to come."

"Yes, I was sent by your immediate superior, so you must obey me!" Wen Yan said naturally.

Zhu Junyang put his hands into his coat pockets, tilted his head to look at him: "How much will the Ling Office give you?"

Wen Yan raised his chin proudly: "80."

Zhu Junyang: "I'll offer 100 million for you to shut up and be obedient."

Wen Yan's eyes lit up: "In this case, I will forgive you generously!"

Xia Yu and Yao Wenjing who thought they were going to fight: "..."

This result was something they never expected.

Although money can't make ghosts turn mills, it seems that there is no problem if you want to use classical Chinese.

Zhu Junyang put his arm on Xia Yu's shoulder and said lazily, "Let's go."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder towards the hotel restaurant.

Xia Yu asked her in a low voice: "Is classical Chinese so easy to pass?"

Zhu Junyang said: "I don't know where this torn book smells of copper. When he sees money, his eyes are open, and his words are the first. As long as the money is in place, he can do any position."

Xia Yu: "...?" Did Zhu Junyang play dirty with her just now? ?

Wen Yan said faintly: "Please remember the next prohibition when you arrange others behind your back."

Xia Yu: "One million."

Wen Yan immediately changed his words: "Fortunately, I have a good temper, and I don't care if you secretly speak ill of me."

md is so cool.

Zhu Junyang said again: "Otherwise, why do you think I dare to offend him directly?"

Classical Chinese interjected: "Isn't it just because I'm easy to talk and have professionalism!"

Xia Yu smacked her lips, savoring the benefits of being rich.

At the beginning, she relied on 150 million to successfully threaten Zhu Junyang, but now Zhu Junyang uses 100 million to threaten Wenyan, it's really a turn of events...

If you think about it this way, Zhu Junyang, who used to be stingy, is quite similar to Wen Yan. Even if the relationship between these two people is bad, they are not far behind.

— After all, they love money.