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Leng Yiran was very curious: "You agreed?"

Huo Chengyun shook his head.

At that time, Huo Chengyun didn't understand what the apprentice meant. He didn't speak, but buried his head in the old man's arms.The old man held him tighter.

For a long period of time after that, the Elder Shepherd spent a lot of patience and tolerance to watch over Huo Chengyun's growth.

Until his old man passed away.

Unlike Leng Yiran, Huo Chengyun had a lot to say when he mentioned Master Shizun and his wife, and he just kept silent after talking about it.

Leng Yiran knew that Huo Chengyun was different from him. Others said that Huo Chengyun was cold-blooded and difficult to get along with, but he knew that was not the case.

For example, after Suzerain Mu's death, Huo Chengyun sealed the Suzerain's residence and no one was allowed to enter.

He really wanted to ask Huo Chengyun if he still couldn't accept the death of the old suzerain.The words turned around in his mouth, but he didn't say it in the end.

**

Huo Chengyun and Leng Yiran lived an undisturbed two-person world, but the outside world was full of chaos.

Finally, after a period of worrying for the disciples in Biling City, good news finally came.

——Wei Ming's condition has stabilized. If there is no accident, he will wake up in a few days.

Although the murderer was not caught, this is undoubtedly excellent news.The disciples of Biling City cheered, and they couldn't wait to visit, but they were stopped by Gu Ziyu, saying that they wanted Wei Ming to have a good rest.

After the city lord had spoken, the disciples calmed down a bit, and were gearing up to find the murderer, and give Wei Ming an explanation when he woke up.

Compared with the cheering disciples in Biling City, Xue Tinghan's smile was a bit forced.Returning to the room in a hurry, he closed the door behind his back, and walked around the room a few times like a trapped animal.

His footsteps stopped suddenly, a malicious smile appeared on his face, and he said mockingly: "Now I know I am afraid, who told you that you were so kind as a woman at that time, so you didn't kill me."

"Shut up." Xue Tinghan growled.

At the next moment, Xue Tinghan's eyes narrowed dangerously, as if he was a little displeased, but soon he didn't know what to think, but he didn't have an attack.

Xue Tinghan sat on the chair and murmured, "What should I do, what should I do..."

If Wei Ming wakes up, it will be over.

"You can't let the elder brother know." Xue Tinghan seemed to have fallen into some kind of magic barrier, and kept repeating this sentence.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, his eyes became firm.

**

Wei Ming was seriously injured, and stayed in the side room in Gu Ziyu's yard all the time, in case there was an accident and it was too late for treatment.

It was already late at night, and the disciple in charge changed Wei Mingxin's medicine and wiped his body, and poured out the water while yawning.

Taking care of patients is the most boring job. This disciple stayed here for more than ten days, except for changing and feeding medicine, and dozing off.

After changing the medicine for the last time of the day and cleaning himself up, the disciple rolled over to the small couch next to him, and soon started snoring.

There are many guards outside, and this is the residence of the city lord, so he doesn't have to worry about accidents at all.

However, accidents still happened.

For the convenience of watching, the candles in the room are never extinguished.

Suddenly, the flames shook violently, and when I looked again, there was a black figure in the room at some point.

The black figure looked down at the unconscious Wei Ming on the bed quietly, and the raised hands flickered with coldness.At the moment when the blade pierced Wei Ming's heart, he suddenly felt a severe wind blowing.

The man in black waved his hand to defuse the sneak attack behind him, and the next moment the door opened wide, and disciples from Biling City poured in like a tide.

"Let me wait." A smiling voice came: "I knew you would not be able to hold your breath."

The disciples of Biling City spontaneously made way for Gu Ziyu and Leng Yiran to walk in.

The matter came to light, the man in black robe was already ready to fight, but when he saw Leng Yiran appear, his actions stopped.

He panicked.

The influx of Biling City disciples surrounded the man in black, preventing him from getting in touch with Wei Ming.The black-robed man has become the soft-shelled turtle.

Ever since Wei Ming was seriously injured and fell into a coma, the disciples of Biling City held their breath in their hearts. Seeing the instigator at this time, all the anxiety and worries turned into anger, and they almost burst out: "You don't want to leave here alive today!" .”

A disciple reminded: "Be careful, this person's cultivation is not weak."

Everyone was ready for a bloody battle, but they didn't expect the black-robed man to move and run away.

The man in black can come and go freely in Biling City, and his cultivation level is not low. He broke through the siege of Biling City's disciples and fled through the window.

Such a game was set up to capture the man in black, how could he run away so easily.

Everyone chased after him, and soon a disciple reported to Gu Ziyu: "City Master, that man is heading towards Tinglan Waterside Pavilion."

Gu Ziyu didn't know what to think of, his face changed suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, Leng Yiran, Huo Chengyun and the others were left behind.

It was the first time Leng Yiran saw Gu Ziyu so nervous, he grabbed a disciple next to him and asked, "Where is this Tinglan waterside pavilion?"

"It was specially built by the city lord for his wife." The disciple replied in a low voice, "It's just that I haven't had time yet..."

While speaking, the Tinglan Water Pavilion appeared in front of my eyes.

It was a small island floating on the water. The pavilions and lofts on the island were elegant and exquisite. Along the way, the island was full of various flowers.

Leng Yiran was in a trance for a moment, Xue Xinruo's temperament was not like a girl sometimes, but she only liked the gentleness of Jiangnan Water Village.

After the two got together, Gu Ziyu once promised to build a house he wanted for Xue Xinruo, and he really did.

**

The man in black was chased and intercepted all the way, and came to a strange building like a headless chicken.After a moment of thought, he rushed in.

Unexpectedly, there is still an enchantment here, the man in black snorted coldly, forcibly broke through that layer of enchantment, and broke in.

Walking to the depths of the room, he saw a woman sitting at the table with her back facing him, as if she was drawing something.

The man in black paused, why is there a woman here?And look at the clothes, it doesn't look like a disciple in the sect.

Who is this?

However, the situation was urgent, and Gu Ziyu and the others would soon come after him, so there was no room for him to hesitate.

He thought, this woman lives here, and there is a layer of enchantment outside, her identity must not be simple.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe, he jumped up and grabbed the woman by the throat from behind.

"Don't move." He said sinisterly.

The woman didn't expect someone to break in, and the pen fell on the rice paper, leaving a string of smudges.

At this moment, Gu Ziyu chased in, and he sternly shouted: "Let her go!"

Gu Ziyu's face showed rare anxiety and worry.

Leng Yiran followed closely behind. Hearing Gu Ziyu's almost terrified voice, he became more and more curious about who lived here.

He walked over, and when he saw the face of the woman captured by the man in black, he was completely stunned.

He was quite disbelieving, and murmured in a low voice: "Ruoruo..."

Seeing Leng Yiran's expression changed, the man in black lowered his head, just as the woman in his arms turned around.

As soon as the eyes of the two met, the black-robed man's breathing was suffocated.

——It was the face of Xue Xinruo, who had been dead for many years.