Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"What? Is there something wrong?"

Mu Yan asked like this.

The little boy in front of him shook his head.

"Hello, my name is He Zifu."

The little boy bowed slightly to her politely.

The anger in Mu Yan's heart dissipated instantly, and she looked at He Zifu with some surprise.

What was even more unexpected was that he would actually bow to himself
"Hi, there's no need to be like this." Wan Muyan quickly reached out to help the boy up.

But the boy stood up by himself and looked at Mu Yan very calmly.

"Nice to meet you, we will meet again soon."

After the boy finished speaking, he turned to Li and left. He seemed to be talking to himself, and left after he finished speaking, without waiting for his reaction.

Mu Yan looked at the boy's back, feeling a little weird in her heart.

Why does he seem to have the same attitude that knowing himself is a routine.

Wan Muyan couldn't figure it out, but she quickly walked away and returned to the house.

Boqing has been locked in the small dark room for many days, and he can only judge the time through the few ray of light that seeps in from outside the room.

He knew it was dawn and then dark, but he didn't know when he would be released.

"Just let me go, I beg you, I have no grudges against you, you have kept me here for so many days, and you haven't gained any benefits."

His fickle voice had long been hoarse, but he was still powerlessly lobbying the doorman outside the house.

But the gatekeeper was indifferent and didn't respond at all.

Thin feeling is very distressed and leans on the back of the chair.

Just when he was feeling desperate, a ray of light suddenly hit his face.

He opened his eyes and found that the closed door in front of him suddenly opened.

"Untie him."

A strange male voice sounded from in front of him, Boqing's eyes widened, but he still couldn't see the appearance of the predecessor clearly.

He was finally no longer imprisoned in this room, no longer tied to a chair.

Boqing was grabbed by two big men and lifted up.

"This time is just to teach you a lesson, don't get close to this mountain again in the future."

The man said so.

He nodded repeatedly.

After a group of people escorted him down the mountain, they all left, turned around and went up the mountain.

Boqing looked at the backs of the group of people, and through their attire, he could be quite sure that they were from Zhengdao Academy.

Lying on the ground helplessly, he hammered the ground fiercely.

"Damn, damn!"

He gritted his teeth resentfully, but his body was covered with scars, and he dared not move any more.

It wasn't until the flinty lying on the ground was discovered that he was finally taken away from the mountain completely.

After recuperating for a long time, Bo Qing came down to that mountain again.

He lingered at the foot of the mountain, the threat of the man still lingering in his ears in his mind.

He really didn't dare to get any closer.

However, Bo Qing really wanted revenge.

He hates those who treat him like a dog.

I hate Zhengdao Academy, and I hate that stinky bitch who turned her face and refused to recognize her even more.

Must be her.

Boqing grabbed the trunk beside him and peeled off a layer of bark deeply.

It must be her.

I shouldn't have offended anyone, so I don't need to think about it, all the things I experienced in those few days were all because of that woman.

Just as I was thinking this way, a familiar gray-clothed woman suddenly stepped down from the mountain.

The woman was walking down the mountain with a bag on her back and a small sheepskin scroll in her hand.

Bo Qing's eyes lit up, and he immediately dodged to hide.