Standing in place, Abin pondered the last sentence left by Yang Fenghuo, and waited until the restlessness in his heart slowly subsided, and then he turned around and stepped towards the top of the mountain.

The dazzling sunlight shone on him and he couldn't open his eyes, and under the warm sun, he finally saw the woman waiting alone, just like the Zixia Fairy who was waiting for his Supreme Treasure.

She turned her head and looked at him, but this supreme treasure, just like the one played in the Journey to the West, had a cold expression, as if there were no seven emotions and six desires.

In reality, how can there be so much drama, even if she worked hard to create such a story, the person in front of her is not her Supreme Treasure, because in the heart of this Supreme Treasure, there is already his Zixia Fairy.

"Don't you think I'm a little too willful?" she said with a soft sigh as she looked at him with cold eyes.

"Now, are you satisfied?" Although Abin looked extremely embarrassed at the moment, what really tormented him at this moment was not the bursts of pain on his body, nor his fist that looked like a broken bone, but her laughter.

Tears fell from her eyes, and she choked up and said, "Satisfied." ”

"Now that I've become your hero, it's time for you to tell me. Abin said, he felt a flame in his heart, and he suddenly felt worthless, not because of his scarred self, but for Li Panruo and the people who were inevitably annoyed this night.

Everything is because of the story of the Zixia Fairy and the Supreme Treasure that she fantasized, how many people have been tormented, and her willfulness is slowly abstracted under the backdrop of her beauty.

"I'm sorry I lied to you. She said with tears in her face.

Abin's expression became even colder.

She leaned against the boulder and sat down slowly, tears falling down in big drops, and said while choking: "I haven't actually seen you since the beginning, everything is a lie of mine, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Abin's body trembled, he only felt that his head was blank for a while, and his fists were clenched very tightly at this moment, but what he was facing was this woman crying pear blossoms and rain.

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Among the BMW 750 parked at the foot of the mountain, Mu Changqing listened attentively to the content of the phone, just now he heard the battle between Abin and Yang Fenghuo from the phone, although the conversation between the two was a little vague, but Mu Changqing and Zhou Bingcheng still heard a reason.

Especially when he heard that the Chen family was seventy-two-handed, Zhou Bingcheng and Mu Changqing took a breath of cold air at the same time, as if they couldn't imagine that this inconspicuous young man was carrying such a heavy thing on his shoulders.

The car door opened, Yang Fenghuo got into the car, and seeing that the two were facing the mobile phone, he cleared his throat and said, "It's time to hear enough?"

Zhou Bingcheng, who was holding the mobile phone, blushed, and took back the mobile phone like a child who had made a mistake, as if he had special respect for the middle-aged man in front of him, and he said: "Uncle Yang, that Abin just now, he really is..."

"No matter what he is, don't try to dig it down, if you dig up the one that was buried back then*, even if it is your old man, he may not be able to save you. Yang Fenghuo looked at the top of the mountain, lit a cigarette and said.

After hearing this, Zhou Bingcheng's eyes widened, and even Mu Changqing's expression was a little unnatural.

"Uncle Yang, let him face Pear Blossom alone like this, do you really rest assured? He may do something crazy. Mu Changqing felt that he would slowly digest Yang Fenghuo's words just now, but looked at the top of the mountain and said with a worried face, he already knew what was going on this night's farce.

"He's not that kind of person, and he can see that the two of them need to have a good talk now. Yang Fenghuo shook his head silently and said.

After hearing this, Mu Changqing rubbed his eyes and said: "Because of her little willfulness, how many people are running around this night, is it a bit too much?" Uncle Yang and she is just willful and willful, why are you also following her." ”

Facing Mu Changqing's reproach, which was not a reproach, Yang Fenghuo slowly closed his eyes and said: "Mu Lihua is your own sister, can't you still see it as a brother?

Mu Changqing was confused after hearing Yang Fenghuo's words, and after a while, his expression changed greatly, his fists were slowly clenched, his teeth were clenched, he slowly raised his head to look at the top of this Folded Mountain, and finally covered his face.

Zhou Bingcheng was confused by Mu Changqing's actions for a while, but when he saw the tears left by Mu Changqing along the palm of his hand, he suddenly understood something, and his hand slowly grasped the steering wheel.

"After Mu Lihua comes down, take her back to the capital, I will go to see someone, and rush over the day after tomorrow at the latest. Yang Fenghuo patted Mu Changqing's trembling shoulder, he didn't understand Mu Changqing's feelings at the moment, after all, he was watching this pair of brothers and sisters grow up, although it seemed that the two were competing against each other on the surface, in fact, he knew in his heart that Mu Lihua had suffered any grievances, and this brother was more protective than anyone else.

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The top of the excerpt mountain, illuminated by the sun, seems to be a little more angry, but it is a picture that makes people feel particularly disobedient, a crying pear blossom with rain, a man with an indifferent expression, what kind of scene is this.

Abin couldn't accept this, he couldn't accept his consciousness that his heart was dead and greater than silent mourning, and in the end, it was just a willfulness of hers.

She got up and walked towards him, and Abin faced the woman who walked towards him, although the beauty was so unusual, but Abin retreated step by step, as if he was dodging, what he was thinking about at the moment was that he didn't want to see this beauty again for the rest of his life.

She saw his evasion, and her tears were even more uncontrollable, and she said, "How beautiful is that Zixia Fairy?"

He bowed his head deeply, not saying a word, or he could no longer find the words to describe how he felt at this moment.

"Do you hate me now, hate me very much?" she said with a forced laugh, and her originally beautiful voice slowly became hoarse at this moment.

He nodded without denial, in fact, the person he really hated at the moment was not her, but himself, a selfish self who was too obsessed with a past, how selfish he was, and she happened to take advantage of his selfishness, and then acted in such a not so thrilling, but extraordinarily dramatic story, maybe from the beginning, she began to act in this play, playing everything in the palm of her hand.

She was still smiling, perhaps because she knew that he would never like her smile again, so she smiled so sadly, and she whispered, "You know what? There are two ways in this world that a person can never forget one, the first way is love, and the second way is hate, I can't let you remember me in the first way, only in the second way. ”

"You know what, how happy I am right now, thank you for giving me this hard work. Maybe in this world, there is also such a night, a person in order to find me, looking for thousands of mountains and rivers, stepping on thousands of rivers and mountains, I don't care what the purpose of this person is, at least I am on the top of this excerpt mountain, waiting for such a person, my supreme treasure. ”

"You're really... Haven't seen her yet?" asked Bin as he took a deep breath.

She shook her head, and left without him, only to stop beside him, and said like a child: "Actually, I am very jealous of her, because there will always be a supreme treasure in this world who wears a tight spell for her, but I pity her very much, and I want to separate even though I like it, which is something that only a high-class woman can do." ”

She left, Abin kept standing in place, and didn't turn around to chase her, just reminisced about the last sentence she said in his heart, and in the end, he may have been really relieved, he exhaled deeply and thought, maybe he will never see this Zixia Fairy in his life, is this really just a pity?

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Li Panruo stood by the Baitiao River with a hopeless face, he picked up a stone and threw it into the slowly flowing Baitiao River in front of him, the sun hit the water, extremely beautiful, but he didn't have the heart to appreciate this beautiful scene at the moment, because after running all night, he still didn't find any so-called clue.

The fourth and fifth stood behind Li Panruo with a tired face, and the fifth said, "Otherwise, we will fight directly with this eldest young master." ”

Li Panruo shook his head and said, "Fight a fart, the three of us are tied together, and they are not as good as his little finger." ”

Lao Wu heard Li Panruo's sentence, although he was very reluctant to admit such a point, but it seemed that this was the reality, he exhaled a breath very weakly and said: "I have been with this kid for a long time, although he is like a stuffy oil bottle on weekdays, he can only smirk, but he can see it better than anyone else, but he doesn't want to say it, he is different from us, he is a good person, not like we are unscrupulous in order to climb to this height, but this God, the one who can torture the most is a good person." ”

Li Panruo listened to the emotional words of the fifth child, this time he rarely did not clean up the fifth child, perhaps he acquiesced to the fifth child in his heart, he bent down again and picked up a stone, threw it into the river, he turned around and said, "Do you want to break through with me vigorously?"

Of course, the fifth child understood what Li Banruo meant, he nodded vigorously, and the same was true for the fourth child.

Just when they finally made up their minds, a phone call came, Li Banruo took out his mobile phone, it was the number of the ninth master, he hesitated for a moment, but finally connected to the ninth master's phone.

Lao Wu looked at Li Banruo's expression when he answered the phone slowly became complicated, he knew that this call was not simple, so he held his breath, until finally Li Banruo agreed, and then hung up the phone, he said to the fourth and fifth who were looking at him: "This matter is clear, Abin is not a murderer." ”

"Then who is the murderer?" said the fifth child with a happy face after hearing it.

Li Panruo's expression didn't look like he was relieved, he moved his chapped lips and said, "The murderer is Mu Lihua herself." ”

The joy on Lao Wu's face came to an abrupt end.