Return to the Fairyland

The car moved extremely fast on the snowy ground, as if it was moving against the wind, and there was no trace of the wheels on the ground as it passed. Wearing red clothes, Fengshen was handsome, and said to Hong Ruwen, "May I ask, are you the elders of Kunshan?"

Hong Ruwen said: "Yes, you are?"

The man cupped his fists and introduced himself: "My surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Jinou. This time I heard about Emperor Xuanyuan's wedding, so I came here to celebrate."

Hong Ruwen hurriedly said: "So it's Bai Shibo, disrespect and disrespect!" As he spoke, he ordered someone to inform his father, and also had some polite words with Bai Jinou.

A while later, Hong Tongtian came over and saluted Bai Jinou. The two met happily and introduced each other's disciples.

Bai Jinou met them one by one, and took out presents from his purse as meeting gifts for everyone. When introducing Mo Yan, Bai Jinou looked Mo Yan up and down and said, "This is the son of Immortal Mo. To have such a demeanor really lives up to the reputation."

Mo Yan said a few words of modesty, and Bai Jinou looked at Hong Ruwen again, only to see that the other party was just like his father, with a white robe and a Confucian crown, gentle and elegant, with restrained advances and retreats, and he liked it very much, and asked about Hong Ruwen's immortal ways, when he heard that he would At 26, he had already entered the Qi training period, and even praised Hong Ruwen for being young and promising, and his future was limitless.

Hong Ruwen was very polite and did not make any mistakes when socializing with others. After thanking him humbly, he stood behind his father, acting like a junior.

Hong Tongtian invited Bai Jinou to go with him, and told him some news about the fairy world.

The group continued to move forward, Hong Ruwen kept staring at the car of the Bai clan, at first he thought it was Bai Jinou's car, but after a day or two, he saw that Bai Jinou was not in the car, so he couldn't help asking: "Bai Shibo, Who is in that car?"

Bai Jinou said: "It's my youngest son. This son was born weak and could not withstand such a cold, so he never got out of the car, and he didn't recommend it to you."

Hong Ruwen was full of curiosity and wanted to see what the youngest son of the Bai family looked like, but when he turned around and saw Mo Yan, he thought to himself: He was weak since he was a child, so he is naturally thin and yellow-skinned, so he must not be as good as Yan's brother.

Kunshan used to be on the road day and night, but since I came with the Bai family, I stopped to rest every night. I heard that this is also because the youngest son of the Bai family is weak and cannot travel at night.

That night, Hong Ruwen had nothing to do, so he went to talk to Mo Yan.Mo Yan didn't pay him much attention, even if the other party said three sentences, Mo Yan could hardly reply.

Hong Ruwen just felt very bored, and walked at a leisurely pace, when he suddenly heard a coughing and panting sound, which came from the Bai family's carriage.

Hong Ruwen hesitated for three seconds, then walked towards the carriage.

When he was on his way again the next day, Hong Ruwen was still following Mo Yan, but he looked at Bai's carriage frequently. He remembered the voice he heard last night, with a hint of weakness in his elegance, coughing I was out of breath, and worried that I would miss everyone's schedule, so I insisted on not resting.Hong Ruwen couldn't help feeling a little more worried, and he didn't know if the people in the car would fall ill.

After walking ten miles in the morning, Hong Ruwen looked at the carriage probably more than a hundred times. While thinking wildly in his heart, he felt a little ashamed of Mo Yan. He loved Brother Yan, so how could he worry about others? ?But in an instant, he felt that this was just because of his kindness in his heart, and it was not a bad thing to pity the sick and the weak.

At noon, the sun was high. Although the surrounding area was still covered with snow, the mountains and forests were already in the distance, and the official road built by Xuanyuan Kingdom could be seen.

The person under the sun was warm, Hong Ruwen still asked Mo Yan attentively: "Master, are you cold? Are you hungry?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw a servant from the Bai clan coming over, bowed to Hong Ruwen, and said, "Prince Hong, my young master invites the chief to go over and explain."

Hong Ruwen felt guilty for some reason. He secretly glanced at Mo Yan next to him. Seeing that Mo Yan's expression had not changed, he said, "I never knew your son of the Bai family. What did you talk about in the past?"

The little servant was stunned, and said in a daze: "My young master said, thank you for your concern last night, I want to thank you, if you can't get out of the car, you will definitely come in person."

Hong Ruwen's face was a little bruised, he subconsciously took two steps away from Mo Yan, and said in a low voice, "Go back and tell him, no need...well, no need."

After saying this, he glanced at Mo Yan again, but Mo Yan still didn't show any expression.

Hong Ruwen muttered in his heart: Brother Yan, is this happy?Still unhappy?Will he... be angry?

However, before he could figure out what Mo Yan was thinking, he saw the servant of the Bai family running to the side of the carriage, and after saying a few words through the curtain, he stretched out a hand from inside the carriage.

That hand was as flawless as white jade, with slender fingertips, and the reflection of that hand on the curtain woven by the red morning glow was particularly thrilling.

The gorgeous curtain was lifted little by little, and Hong Ruwen could see clearly that the man behind the curtain was slender and handsome, like a willow supporting the wind, like a white lotus emerging from water, he was actually a first-class and handsome figure like a fairy.

The man smiled slightly towards Hong Ruwen, and his voice sounded like a clear chime: "Mr. Hong, my younger brother suffered from a serious illness last night. Thank you for your concern. I invite you to come over, why don't you agree?"

Hong Ruwen's eyes were fixed on that person, and he felt that the other person's words were like a breeze blowing on his face, and even the air was full of fragrance.

He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but took a few steps forward. Halfway through the walk, he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and saw Mo Yan frowning slightly, looking at himself.

Mo Yan seldom frowned, and Hong Ruwen had been secretly in love with Mo Yan for a long time, so of course he knew that this expression was because he was unhappy.

"Why is brother Yan unhappy? Why?" Hong Ruwen asked in his heart, could it be because of the handsome youngest son of the Bai family in front of him?

Hong Ruwen hesitated, and he said to Mo Yan: "Master, I... I will come back to accompany you..."

Mo Yan didn't answer Hong Ruwen's words, he just looked at Bai Lian, the youngest son of the Bai family, who was sitting in the car in the distance.

In my conscience, Bai Lian does have a good skin, handsome, with a melancholy look in his eyes, which makes people feel pity at first sight, especially a person like Hong Ruwen, who has almost no resistance to him.

But who would have thought that Bai Lian's heart would be so vicious?

Although Mo Yan had done enough psychological construction before, but now seeing Hong Ruwen's appearance, a faint anger gradually rose.

That's right, he has no attachment to Hong Ruwen, let alone love.

But it was really hard for him to imagine that there would be such a person in the world, whose ten-year secret love that he thought would be unforgettable, disappeared with just one look from the other party.

If Hong Ruwen openly admits that he only loves appearances and empathizes with others, then Mo Yan also admires him for his courage.

But now Hong Ruwen is clearly moved, but he doesn't dare to admit it, he is eager to try Bai Lian, and at the same time he is expecting him.

This made Mo Yan feel an indescribable feeling in his heart. After thinking for a long time, he finally thought of a suitable adjective—disgusting.

Mo Yan tried his best to hide his emotions, and said calmly: "You don't need to ask me about this kind of thing."

Hong Ruwen took another two steps towards the car where Bai Lian was in, turned his head again, saw Mo Yan seemed to be slightly displeased, and ran back again, saying, "Uncle, are you angry? I don't mean anything else." , mainly because Mrs. Bai was traveling with us all the way, yesterday I heard someone coughing badly, so I went over to ask a few questions..."

Mo Yan waved his hand impatiently: "I've said it before, just go where you want to go, don't ask me."

Hong Ruwen still wanted to pester her, but he heard Bai Lian's cough faintly again. He thought to himself, could it be because the other party opened the curtain to blow the wind? ?

No longer caring whether the uncle was angry or whether he was guilty, he strode towards Bai Lian's car.

As he walked, he gradually became displeased. He felt that Mo Yan was a bit stingy. He just went to see the youngest son of the Bai family who was traveling with him, and talked with him. Why should he be angry?

Unexpectedly, before he reached the front of Bailian's car, he suddenly felt the ground tremble, the glacier trembled, and the jungle fell.

A gust of fierce wind brought ice and snow dregs from the sea, and everyone was blinded by the blow and couldn't stand upright.

Hong Ruwen stood by the side of Bailian's carriage, and managed to hold his ground with the help of the Kunshan mentality. He looked towards the direction where the wind came from, and saw a huge black carriage slowly rising from the frozen sea.The sea ice kept falling from the car, shaking the ground. The car was pulled by four deep-sea dragons and brought it to the shore. Pull the cart to the ground and move on.

The chariot was made of black iron, with gold rails, engraved with patterns of dragons soaring all over the world. When the chariot moved forward, the ground trembled faintly, and birds flew in fright, as if gods descended and trolls were born.

The giant cart built by Xuantie was ten times larger than that of Kunshan and the Bai clan, and when it came to the front, the other two carts would inevitably pale in comparison.

A banner was planted on the roof of the giant black iron car, and a strange peak in the sea was the black iron car of Qifeng City.

Standing in the snow, Mo Yan stared at the huge black iron cart without turning for a moment, feeling the faint trembling of the ground, and guessed in his heart.

Although this car bears the banner of Qifeng City, Wang Qifeng, the owner of Qifeng City, will never have such a style, and he absolutely does not like such ostentation.

Who is the person in there?Could it be Cang Ming?

Mo Yan felt the dragon ball on his chest warm and moist, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He was afraid of Cang Ming, but when he thought about the benefits that the Dragon Ball had brought him over the years, he felt faintly that the other party might not be as scary as he imagined.

Just when he was dazed, a person came out of the giant black iron cart, came straight to Mo Yan, and said, "Mr. Mo, my master asks if you are all right."

Before Mo Yan could speak, he saw Hong Tongtian take a step forward and asked, "Is the Lord Wang here? We are old friends. Let's get together and go to Emperor Xuanyuan's place together?"

The man shook his head: "It's not City Lord Wang, it's..." The man seemed to be considering his words, but he saw a person walking out of the giant black iron cart.

Black-haired blood eyes, fierce face, but perfect suffocating.

The powerful aura emanating from his body was enough to make everyone present feel depressed and uneasy.

"Castile Lord Wang is ill, so I came to attend Emperor Xuanyuan's wedding for him." The man with black hair and blood eyes turned to look at Mo Yan: "We meet again."

It's Cang Ming!

Mo Yan was afraid of him in his heart, but for some reason he felt a little happy to see him at this moment. He smiled slightly as an answer.

However, at this moment, Mo Yan felt that someone was holding his hand.

He turned his head and saw Hong Ruwen standing next to him at some point, holding his hand quite nervously, and even whispered: "Brother Yan, this person has bad intentions, don't talk to him! "