Jianling

None of them found out, but even Feng Qingchen knew it well.

At that time Xiao Shuhua smiled and nodded: "Then you and I..."

Meng Wubei said: "I'm sorry."

Meng Wubei seldom apologized in his life, because his words and deeds have always been appropriate, even if there is a conflict, he is always more reasonable—or unreasonable, he is also used to responding to the consequences with silence, rather than talking in vain "sorry".

However, that night when both of them were awake, even though he later guessed that it was Xiao Shuhua's wish, he didn't know what to say except "I'm sorry".

After all, he would rather say "I'm sorry" than the one Xiao Shuhua wanted to hear.

"Okay, little junior sister is not easy to use, I will personally convince you." Xiao Shuhua smiled brightly, and said without changing his face, "You want to send her down the mountain? Unfortunately, the mountain road has been sealed by some idiot surnamed Xiao. Meng Lang, even if To fool that idiot, are you willing to tell a lie for her?"

Meng Wubei's Adam's Apple rolled up and down, and then he shook his head.

Xiao Shuhua's smile still looked impeccable: "She will die."

Meng Wubei's body froze, but he was silent for a long time, still shaking his head slowly and firmly.

He will not make mistakes again and again, because he is Meng Wubei, he will never make mistakes.

Xiao Shuhua's eye circles seemed to be red.

Feng Qingchen swears that he is determined to follow Shouzhenjun all his life, Shouzhenjun who even laughs at life and death, Shouzhenjun who is admired by peerless beauty, if others say, Shouzhenjun will die for a hopeless love Since he has lowered his value to such an extent, he must draw his sword and go to greet the whole family of that person, why not sell some fields to heal this person's brain.

But Xiao Shuhua really did.

He is the proudest person in the world, and he was able to make such a humble gesture.

He was not betting on Meng Yanhan's life, he was clearly saying that he would die.

You can lie to him, please save him.

Xiao Shuhua turned his face, and smiled at Feng Qingchen: "Qingchen, it's been hard work for you to take my little junior sister to prison for a few days."

Feng Qingchen moved her lips, and Meng Yan smiled coldly: "So you, Xiao Shuhua, can't have the wind and the rain, my old lady's life is going to be cut, and it's not your turn to intervene."

Xiao Shuhua still smiled: "Meng Lang is obsessed with obsession, but I can't keep my word. Thank you, Junior Sister, for your understanding."

"Xiao Shuhua!"

Xiao Shuhua turned his back, not looking at Meng Wubei's flushed face suddenly: "Let's do it."

Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth and reached out to grab Meng Yanhan's arm. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Shuhua's smile that hadn't dissipated. Is Zhenjun also smiling like this?

"Shou Zhenjun, you bought so much, how can you drink it all by yourself?"

"Meng Lang also drinks."

"Baopuzi never drinks alcohol."

"This seat will let him drink."

Xiao Shuhua smiled at him, and when he mentioned "Meng Lang", there was tenderness in his cold and distant eyes again. Feng Qingchen didn't dare to defeat his interest, but Xiao Shuhua took the initiative to say to him: "This seat and He first met at this time when he was 17 years old."

Feng Qingchen smacked her lips and said sourly, "17 years old, isn't it about the same as when I met you?"

"Ah."

"Shou Zhenjun, you have to take care of your body and don't be greedy."

Xiao Shuhua smiled at him, and there was no lack of complacency in it: "Drinking with that idiot, wouldn't it be better to be greedy?"

At that time, he firmly believed that they were in love with each other.

Therefore, when everything happened, he regarded it as a matter of course.

But the other person, acting like he was afraid of humiliating him, was not even willing to play on the occasion.

Meng Yanhan has survived several days and nights on this mountain, but she doesn't know where Feng Qingchen's skills come from, and puts her in shackles in a decent manner.When she felt for the fourth time that she saw the feather cub in a trance, she finally heard the startled sound of a flock of birds outside the darkness. Flying through the mud, Feng Qingchen came under the moon.

With a sullen expression, Feng Qingchen untied her from the shackles, and quickly said: "After you go down the mountain, go north, and after a few towns, you will find the inn that the young master has booked for your son."

"What? Xiao Shuhua wants to kill me, but you still want to help me?"

Feng Qingchen paused, and explained with difficulty: "Shou Zhenjun is not trying to kill you."

"I know, if the person I love doesn't love me, I have to kill a few people to vent my anger." Meng Yanhan said with a light smile, "My old lady killed many more people than this."

"Shou Zhenjun doesn't want to touch you, and I won't let Shou Zhenjun kill you." Feng Qingchen frowned, threw off the shackles completely, and patted her clothes, "You go, forget these things , if you don’t love Meng Wubei anymore, then don’t ask about their affairs.”

Meng Yanhan raised his eyebrows, and asked enthusiastically, "What about you?"

Feng Qingchen said: "I will accompany Zhenjun Shou."

"Tch." Meng Yanhan rolled his eyes, "Master Feng, you are a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and can't protect yourself, please, live for yourself, what kind of love, fuck it."

Feng Qingchen looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xue Guanyin, I am not in love with Shou Zhenjun."

Meng Yanhan was taken aback for a moment, and then Feng Qingchen said mockingly: "Young master is just a mortal, with a low life, and I would never dare to have the slightest thought of such a god. But, seeing Shou Zhenjun, how many do you still have?" Can one fall in love with another?"

"...Fuck it." Meng Yanhan shook his head, striding forward instinctively to the place where the moonlight could shine, "Go fuck it all!"

Feng Qingchen sent Meng Yanhan away, and tidied up the cave where Meng Yanhan was imprisoned. Finally, he was able to catch his breath and found a stone on the spot to rest for a while.But not long after he sat down, Xiao Shuhua's footsteps and a strong smell of alcohol came from not far away.

He has followed Xiao Shuhua secretly for many years, and he is very familiar with Xiao Shuhua's breathing and footsteps. He can guess that it is Xiao Shuhua just by listening to this ear.

Feng Qingchen suddenly jumped up from the rock. He came to release Meng Yanhan tonight because he ran into another conflict between Xiao Shuhua and Meng Wubei during the day, and had an inexplicable premonition, so he rushed over to release Meng Yanhan. back.Who knew that the ominous premonition had come true these days, if he came half a step late - it would not be impossible for Xiao Shuhua to kill Meng Yanhan with the help of alcohol.

Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth, drew his sword and slashed fiercely on his left arm. This sword was really ruthless, and the smell of blood permeated in no time, filling his nostrils. Even Xiao Shuhua seemed to be affected by it. Feeling stimulated, he suddenly quickened his pace.

"...Shou Zhenjun."

Xiao Shuhua's drunken eyes were hazy, but he could still tell the difference between men and women: "It's you... Where is Blood Guanyin?"

Feng Qingchen bit the bullet and said: "She ran away... I missed for a while, but she struck first, stabbed me with a sword, and then ran away."

Xiao Shuhua squinted his eyes to check the injury for him, his head was shaking bit by bit, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.Feng Qingchen's breathing slowed down, for fear of waking up the immortal.

"... Forget it." Xiao Shuhua mercifully said, "Well done, kill right!"

Feng Qingchen: "?"

But he couldn't wait for Xiao Shuhua to wake up, the ancestor really tilted his body and fell beside him without hesitation, taking advantage of his drunkenness, he finally fell into a dream.

Feeling relieved, Feng Qingchen tried his best to help Xiao Shuhua back to the cave, only then dared to heave a sigh of relief, and followed him back to the inn where he lived for a long time at the foot of the mountain, and fell asleep peacefully.

But he soon regretted his choice that night, and even regretted it for the rest of his life.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Qingchen rarely slept for a long time, and only rushed back to the mountain at noon. This day, Meng Wubei changed from his usual silence, and stood outside Xiao Shuhua's cave with a pale face, only turning to look at him when he saw him go up the mountain.Feng Qingchen didn't want to talk to him at first, but Meng Wubei took the initiative to ask, "You...wake him up."

Feng Qingchen was taken aback, and subconsciously responded: "Huh?" He paused, and said, "You go by yourself."

Meng Wubei didn't expect him to be so direct, and he looked gloomy for a while, but he didn't let him struggle for too long. Although Xiao Shuhua was drunk last night, he was almost done by now, and he walked out of the cave in a short while, and bumped into them is on.

Meng Wubei took a deep breath, and asked first, "Where is Wuhuan?"

Xiao Shuhua was still patting the hangover's head, which still hurt badly. Seeing Meng Wubei's expression move slightly, he suddenly remembered the hand that Meng Wubei rubbed the acupuncture points for him when he was hangover.

"what?"

Meng Wubei said: "Pindao went to see it in the morning, and Wu Huan was gone." He added, "...there is blood on the ground."

Feng Qingchen was terrified in his heart, screaming that it was not good, but seeing that Xiao Shuhua's eyes had already turned to his side, Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth, and decided to admit it, at most he would go and arrest Meng Yanhan again, arrest him Just let it go.

But before he could speak, Xiao Shuhua said calmly: "I made it clear yesterday that Meng Lang is too stubborn and will harm her."

"What do you mean."

"Don't you like her?" Xiao Shuhua sneered, "Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart, is really a concubine's love, but I, a villain, have separated you two since the age of 17. There is no excuse for that."

Meng Wubei clenched her fists in her sleeves, and asked in a low voice, "Where is she?"

Xiao Shuhua raised his eyes and looked at him: "Do you have anything else to say? If not, don't bother me."

"Pindao promised to send her down the mountain."

"I can't deliver it!"

Xiao Shuhua finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily: "Didn't you see the blood? Still looking for it? Go find it—the underworld, go find it!"

Meng Wubei froze, staring at Xiao Shuhua in a daze.

He and Xiao Shuhua had a quarrel yesterday, and Xiao Shuhua lost his temper again and said that he wanted to kill Meng Yanhan, so he tossed and turned all night, and this morning he made up his mind to come and send Meng Yanhan down the mountain, in order to find a quiet place to have a good talk with Xiao Shuhua .Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked there, he could only see the empty cave, where blood-colored lotuses twisted all over the ground, and there was no shadow of Meng Yanhan.

He always thought that Xiao Shuhua had a knife mouth and a tofu heart, but he never dared to forget that Xiao Shuhua was from the Huanxi Sect, and he had killed many times more people than Wuhuan over the years.

Waiting until Xiao Shuhua woke up and questioned him face to face, it was his last relention.

"...Xiao Shuhua," Meng Wubei closed his eyes and gritted his teeth every word, "You monster."

Xiao Shuhua turned around in disbelief, Feng Qingchen was in a hurry, and immediately said: "No, Meng Yanhan..."

But Xiao Shuhua raised his hand quickly, and pinched his dumb acupoint accurately. Feng Qingchen hurriedly looked back at him, only to see Xiao Shuhua's eyes were bloodshot, and he asked each word: "Can you say it again?"

Meng Wubei had no strength at all, he ignored it, turned around and left, Xiao Shuhua yelled angrily behind him: "Meng Wubei, say it again!?"

Only the wind answered him.

But the "monster" in Meng Wubei's mouth seemed to be engraved in the wind, and along with it, kept ringing in Xiao Shuhua's ears.

Feng Qingchen knew that everything was over.