Heartthrob collapsed today 2

Xiang Wentian, as the left envoy of light in the Sun Moon God Sect, has a high status in the Sect and is also respected by some people.Some people have even discussed in private that Xiang Zuo Shi is the most capable and qualified person to inherit the position of leader of the Sun Moon God Sect besides Dongfang Bubai.

Of course, in the end, Shishi picked out these people who were gossiping behind their backs and dealt with them secretly in the name of betraying the divine religion.

Due to Ren Woxing's very special status, the meeting point arranged by Xiang Wentian is very hidden.When Ren Yingying brought Ren Woxing to meet Xiang Wentian, seeing Ren Woxing's messy hair and worn clothes, Xiang Wentian hurried to Ren Woxing, then knelt down and shouted with admiration One sentence: "Teacher."

However, in a few months, Ren Woxing, who was once astonished by the situation, has become so embarrassed, but fortunately, those eyes are still sharp and compelling.

Ren Woxing nodded and said, "Zuozuo has worked hard these days."

Xiang Wentian said: "This is what subordinates should do."

Ren Yingying glanced at Xiang Wentian, and then turned to Ren Woxing: "Father, Dongfang Bubai is not teaching now. Waiting for Uncle Xiang to help you adjust your breathing to heal your internal injuries is a good time for us to act."

Hearing the name Dongfang Bubai, Ren Woxing's expression paused for a moment, his thin lips were tightly closed into a cold straight line, and the messy hair on his forehead covered the emotions in his eyes, which made people feel helpless. You can see his mood at the moment from his eyes.

"Father?" Seeing that Ren Woxing didn't speak, Ren Yingying yelled again.

Only then did Ren Woxing look at Ren Yingying, and seeing his daughter's concerned face, the coldness and sharpness between Ren Woxing's brows dissipated a lot in an instant.He raised his hand to caress Ren Yingying's hair, and gently patted Ren Yingying's hair comfortingly with his palm, "Yingying has grown up."

Ren Woxing said this, but did not give any response to the Eastern Invincible mentioned by Ren Yingying.

Seeing this, Ren Yingying's lips moved slightly, and she was about to say something, but was stopped by Xiang Wentian.Ren Yingying looked at Xiang Wentian, and Xiang Wentian shook his head slightly at Ren Yingying.

Lan Fenghuang, who hadn't spoken all this time, was also winking, and after calming down the atmosphere with a melodious chuckle, he said, "Master Ren, why don't you take a rest first."

Ren Woxing turned his gaze to Lan Fenghuang, and said in a calm and deep voice, "The girls in the Lan family are all grown up. These days, you have helped Yingying a lot."

Lan Fenghuang replied: "Yingying treats me like a sister, these are what I should do."

After a few simple greetings, Ren Woxing went to the bathroom.These days, he has been imprisoned in a dark underground cage. His originally healthy wheat-colored skin has become a little pale, and his whole body has lost a lot of weight compared to before.

In the bath, Ren Woxing leaned his back against the edge of the bath, opened his hands, closed his eyes and quietly let the warm water soak his whole body.After a while, Ren Woxing didn't know what he thought of, and opened his eyes.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at himself reflected on the water. The wound on the brow bone was not very obvious, but it could not be eliminated.

This wound seemed to be a reminder, a reminder that Dongfang Bubai's wings must be broken, so that Dongfang Bubai could also taste the feeling of being a prisoner.

Thinking of this, Ren Woxing stroked the scar left by the silver needle, and the image of Dongfang Bubai unconsciously appeared in his mind.Recalling everything that happened in the dungeon, an obscure and cold murderous intent appeared in Ren Woxing's eyes.

In a quarter of an hour, after Ren Woxing came out of the bathroom, he was no longer in the previous embarrassment.He was wearing a clean black robe. Although his hair was loose, it was not as messy as when he was in the dungeon. Instead, he revealed a kind of casualness.

The imprisonment in the dungeon made his face much thinner, and the long and narrow eyes, set off by the domineering and awe-inspiring feeling between the brows, added a bit of daunting oppression.

Xiang Wentian bowed to Ren Woxing: "My subordinates congratulate the leader on his return."

Ren Woxing helped Xiang Wentian up, and went straight to the point: "Xiang Zuoshi, can you grasp the whereabouts of Dongfang Bubai in the past two days?"

"Our spies have reported that Dongfang Bubai has been following a monk for the past two days." Xiang Wentian replied truthfully.

"Monk?" Ren Woxing frowned: "Shaolin?"

"Yes." Xiang Wentian continued: "It's Master Qingji of Shaolin, this person is one of the monks who are in charge of guarding the Golden Pavilion in Zhemu's room, and his martial arts are very good among the younger generation."

"Can I find out why Dongfang Bubai is with Shaolin people?" Ren Woxing had been sworn brothers with Dongfang Bubai for many years, so he understood Dongfang Bubai's temperament.

Dongfang Bubai's behavior is weird, his personality is perverse, and he judges others based on his preferences. He has a contemptuous attitude towards Shaolin's famous and decent family.It is precisely because of this that Ren Woxing felt that Dongfang Bubai followed Shaolin's Qingji this time, it must be because of Qingji's profit.

As for what Tude is, Ren Woxing is still unable to judge for the time being.But thinking about it, it definitely wouldn't be something too bad, otherwise it wouldn't be in Dongfang Bubai's eyes.

That's fine, Dongfang Bubai's current focus is on Shaolin's Qingji. Right now, Dongfang Bubai is not in the Sun Moon God Sect. opportunity.

As he thought about it, Ren Woxing quickly thought about it, and he said to Xiang Wentian: "Are those hidden old ministries ready?"

Xiang Wentian heard the words, but before she could answer, Ren Yingying took the initiative to say: "Father, everyone is fully prepared and is just waiting for your order when you return."

"Okay." Ren Woxing nodded, and after thinking for a few seconds, he continued: "However, there is no rush for now, and Tong Baixiong needs to pay special attention to it in the next two days. As for the others, we must thoroughly investigate. Dongfang Bubai followed Qingji's goal and the movements of Chen Yu and the others."

After saying this, Ren Woxing seemed to think of something again, and asked, "What is Qu Yang's attitude?"

Ren Yingying replied, "He's heading for Dongfang Bubai."

Ren Woxing pursed his lips, and said to Ren Yingying and Lan Fenghuang: "You go down first, I still have something to discuss with Xiang Zuoshi alone."

Here, Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian began to secretly formulate plans, and in the small courtyard on the other side, Fu Zhenhong also received a secret message from Shishi.

After reading the words on the creed, Fu Zhenhong was about to burn the note. Just at this moment, the little boy Yang'er came over with a curious expression, "Beautiful brother, what is this?"

Although he knew the identity of Dongfang Bubai, the little boy still called him that, and it seemed that because of the short time together on the tree, the little boy had an obvious intimacy with Fu Zhenhong, and his words were full of words. A pure and simple intimacy.

Fu Zhenhong turned her head sideways, glanced at the little boy, and jokingly said, "If you know too many secrets, I will silence you."

"I'm not afraid." Yang'er shook her head: "Beautiful brother won't do that." After speaking, he said again: "Yang'er hopes that one day she can be as good as pretty brother, so she won't be afraid of being bullied."

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong stroked the top of Yang'er's hair, but said nothing more.

After Qingji had finished chopping the firewood, the sun had already set.Qingji originally planned to leave, but was stopped by Yang'er and his son. The father and son forced Qingji to stay at home for one night and then set off the next day.

Yang'er held Qingji's hand tightly, not letting him go, while Yang'er's father stood in front of Qingji to persuade him.Fu Zhenhong stood aside without saying a word, looking at Qingji in a dilemma for the rest of her life.

In the end, Qingji still couldn't hold back the father and son, chose to stay and decided to stay here overnight.Fu Zhenhong came here with Qingji, and if Qingji stayed, he naturally followed.

However, Yang'er, the father and son, lived a frugal life, and there were only two rooms for resting.In the past, they used to sleep in one room each, but now that Qingji and Fu Zhenhong are both there, the father and son decided to share a room together, leaving the room that Yang'er used to live in for Fu Zhenhong and Qingji.

Yang'er's room is not big, and the furnishings are relatively simple, but the room is very clean, although the wooden bed is hard, but the flat cushions are spread on it, adding a kind of rustic rustic style.

There was only one candle in the room, and the candle was placed in the center of the wooden table. Although the window was closed, but because it was not tight, after the sky became dark, the bright moonlight diffused in from the gap in the window.

The moonlight merged with the halo of the candles in the room and shone on Qing Ji who was sitting at the table.He sat on the stool with his back straight, closed his eyes, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

Qingji's clothes were tidy, and the Buddhist beads in his hands were moved little by little. From his posture, it was obvious that Qingji didn't plan to fall asleep this night, but just planned to sit like this all night.

In Qing Ji, there is a kind of temperament that is unique to Buddhism, as if he is not affected by anyone, and everything around him seems to be isolated by him.Just like at this moment, he was concentrating on his chanting, and his whole body exuded a kind of tranquility.

But in fact, only Qingji knows that at this moment, the depths of her heart are not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.Even with his eyes closed, he could feel the gaze from the left.

It was Dongfang Bubai who was watching him.

Fu Zhenhong lay casually on her side on the bed, propped her temple with one hand, looked at Qing Ji's side face with interest, and said unhurriedly, "Monk, are you going to sit like this until dawn?"

Hearing the words, Qing Ji didn't open her eyes, apparently intending to ignore Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong was not annoyed, she turned over and sat up, and walked to Qingji's side.

Sensing Fu Zhenhong's approach, Qing Ji's eyelashes moved slightly, he opened his eyes, raised his eyelids, and met Fu Zhenhong's gaze.

"Monk, could it be that you are shy?" Fu Zhenhong said with a slight smile in his eyes, "Sleep in the same bed with me, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Qing Ji looked away, "No." He replied.

"Oh?" Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, and simply sat down on the table, "Why is that?"

There was silence for a while.

Seeing this, Fu Zhenhong waved her sleeves lightly, and the wind brought out extinguished the candles on the table.Without candlelight, the room with only moonlight suddenly became a little dim.

In this small room with faint moonlight, Fu Zhenhong stared at Qingji for two seconds, then slowly moved her face closer to Qingji.