After being tortured and died tragically, her legitimate daughter came back strong

Just when everyone was exhausted, a hail of arrows shot at the man in black from the darkness.

The men in black were hit by arrows and all died.

"master."

The people in the darkness appeared in front of everyone, and they saluted Rong Xi.

The martial arts people realized that it was Mr. Yudi who saved their lives.

After the disaster, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the martial arts people, a man walked out and came to Jiang Wanwan and Rong Xi to say goodbye to them:

"Miss Jiang, Mr. Yudi, thank you for your life-saving grace. I am Jianghu Baixiaosheng Cheng Zhixian. This is Mo Wenlou's token. If you need help in the future, please come to Mo Wenlou to find me. I will meet you soon. Full help!”

Jiang Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she took the token from Bai Xiaosheng Cheng Zhixian:

"The Resurrection Pill will help your injuries. Let's divide it among you."

When everyone heard the words "Resurrection Pill", they were all shocked.

The Resurrection Pill has been lost for many years, but I didn't expect Miss Jiang to have it.

He also gave one to each of them, which made them even more grateful to Jiang Wanwan.

Each person took a Resurrection Pill, and there was an extra one. Cheng Zhixian gave it back to Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan smiled and said: "Mr. Cheng, the last one belongs to you. I need to trouble you to check something for me."

Cheng Zhixian smiled and said: "Miss Jiang has something to do, just ask her, there is no need to be so polite."

Jiang Wanwan said in a low voice: "The matter I asked Mr. Cheng to investigate is very difficult. If Mr. Cheng doesn't accept it, I won't be able to ask for help."

Speaking of this, Cheng Zhixian accepted the Resurrection Pill: "Miss Jiang, please tell me."

Jiang Wanwan lowered her voice and whispered to Cheng Zhixian what he needed to investigate.

Cheng Zhixian agreed without thinking:

"Don't worry, Miss Jiang. If we find out the news, how can we contact the girl?"

Jiang Wanwan said: "Beijing City, Hongyan Pavilion."

"Okay, I'll note it down. Don't worry, girl. If there is any news, I will let you know as soon as possible."

Jiang Wanwan curled her lips and smiled: "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, Miss Jiang."

Cheng Zhixian raised his hands and said. He glanced at Rong Xi and then said:

"The mountains will remain green and the water will flow forever. Miss Jiang and Mr. Yudi, see you soon!"

The martial arts people behind him all said goodbye to Jiang Wanwan Rongxi.

Everyone left one after another, leaving only Mu Nanjue.

Jiang Wanwan asked Mu Nanjue, "What are your plans?"

Mu Nanjue looked at the ruins of Guiyun Villa without any nostalgia:

“The West Sea is my home.”

Jiang Wanwan was stunned when she heard Mu Nanjue's answer.

Mu Nanjue started a wandering life just like in his previous life.

She took out the medicine bottle and some silver coins and handed them to Mu Nanjue:

"The injury on your leg is not healed. Remember to take medicine. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to the Hongyan Pavilion in the capital to find me."

Mu Nanjue looked at what Jiang Wanwan gave him, his heart warmed, and he accepted it.

While accepting what Jiang Wanwan gave him, Mu Nanjue handed Jiang Wanwan a book.

Jiang Wanwan asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"Guiyun Villa is a treasure passed down from generation to generation, a workmanship crafted by heaven."

When Rong Xi heard the words "craftsman", he looked at Mu Nanjue in surprise.

The book "The Craftsman of Skills" is an undisclosed secret of weapon design that has been lost long ago.

Unexpectedly, it was in the hands of Guiyun Villa.

He immediately figured out that the book "Tiangongqiaojiang" was the cause of the disaster at Guiyun Villa.

Rong Xi's face darkened and he said angrily:

"You handed over the trouble of Guiyun Villa to Jiang Wanwan. What kind of peace of mind do you have?"

Jiang Wanwan looked at Mu Nanjue in surprise.

Mu Nanjue explained: "This book was given to me by Mr. Ma before his death. I keep it useless. If you don't want it, just burn it. I don't want this book to fall into the wrong hands."

Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt that the skilled craftsman in her hands was a little hot.

But Mu Nanjue's ability to give such a thing to her was not a sign of trust.

"I accepted it. I will put the book "The Artful Craftsman" in a place where no one can steal it.

Mu Nanjue cupped her hands and said to Jiang Wanwan, "Miss Jiang, take your leave."

Jiang Wanwan said, "Be careful along the way."

Mu Nanjue turned around and left. Looking at his lonely back, Jiang Wanwan felt a little sentimental for a moment.

"Are you worried about him?"

Rong Xi's cool voice sounded in Jiang Wanwan's ears.

Jiang Wanwan said with a smile on her face: "The kindness has been repaid, let's go."

"Master, the carriage is ready."

Kaiyang said to Rong Xi.

Rong Xi took Jiang Wanwan's hand and boarded the carriage.

Xiugu sat in a carriage behind, taking care of Tianshu who was seriously injured.

After entering the carriage, Jiang Wanwan opened the book Craftsmanship and read it carefully.

The dense drawing lines made her head hurt, but she still had to write them down.

Guiyun Villa was wiped out because of this book.

She didn't dare to carry the treasure around and feel guilty.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan was looking at her seriously, Rong Xi did not disturb her.

He put his head on Jiang Wanwan's lap and fell asleep quietly.

Jiang Wanwan was halfway through reading when she found that her legs were numb.

Looking down, Rong Xi's head was resting on her lap.

She put down the book and ran her fingers across Rong Xi's cheek.

Rong Xi opened his eyes, reached out and clasped Jiang Wanwan's neck, forcing her to lower her head, and pressed his lips against Jiang Wanwan's.

Jiang Wanwan's face turned red: "My lord, be careful about your wounds."

Rong Xi smiled and said:

"It's okay, have you finished reading?"

Jiang Wanwan shook her head: "It's a bit complicated and it will take some time."

Rong Xi took the skillful craftsman from Jiang Wanwan's hand:

"Don't worry, it will be the same if you look at it tomorrow, don't let your eyes get bad."

Jiang Wanwan rubbed her temples, looking a little tired.

Rong Xi inadvertently rubbed the psychic bracelet on Jiang Wanwan's wrist.

Jiang Wanwan smiled and said, "The prince gave it to me. I like it very much."

A gentle smile appeared on Rong Xi's face.

Jiang Wanwan and Rong Xi clasped their fingers together.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

Rong Xi and Jiang Wanwan looked at each other.

"Master, there is a killer."

Kaiyang's voice penetrated into the carriage.

Rong Xi raised the curtain of the car, and his men started fighting with those who surrounded them.

Watching the situation unfold, they had the upper hand.

But there were more and more people on the other side, and Rong Xi felt something was getting more and more wrong.

I only heard the leader of the other party say: "Hand over the skilled craftsman. I will spare your life."

When Jiang Wanwan heard this, she realized that these people were here for the skilled craftsmen.

She opened the Tiangongjiajiao and remembered the contents more clearly.

Kaiyang replied: "It's up to you!"

The leader said: "Give it to me."

Jiang Wanwan knew what this book meant.

Whoever gets it will be able to develop more powerful weapons.

That's why Guiyun Villa was destroyed.

Jiang Wanwan stepped out of the carriage and said loudly: "Mu Nanjue gave me a book. It was just a book at first, but you are chasing after us. If you want it, just give it to you. .”