Yan Rushuang pushed open the heavy door, the things inside were still in their original position, and the furniture had fallen with a thin layer of dust, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

She looked at this familiar everything, suddenly her nose was sore, and she shook her head helplessly.

Yan Rushuang walked upstairs lightly, walked to a room in the corner, and gently pushed the door open, still familiar and old.

Nothing has changed, so why can't it go back to the past?

She walked in, and the simple decoration style made people feel very warm. She is a lover of books, and the shelves are neatly lined with books.

Yan Rushuang smiled and said softly: "Mom, I'm back." How's your life?"

There was a photo on the table, Yan Rushuang suddenly felt a little sad, she stepped forward to pick it up, and the person in the photo smiled gently, it was the best age.

She gently brushed off the dust on it, tears filled her eyes at some point, and she said softly, "Mom, I'm back." I'm coming back to see you......"

The person in the photo is still smiling gently, and his eyebrows are full of maternal love.

Yan Rushuang still remembers very clearly that it was Mu Qian's birthday, and she took this photo herself, but she never thought that it would be the last.

Yan Rushuang sniffed, not letting the tears fall, she turned around and walked to the bookshelf and picked up Mu Qian's favorite book before her death.

It is full of notes made by Mu Qian, and since she had Yan Rushuang, Mu Qian has been living at home. When I have nothing to do, I like to pick up this book.

There was a sound downstairs, Yan Rushuang put the book back away, sorted out her mood and went downstairs.

She walked to the garden at the back of the room, where the flowers were still blooming after so long.

As soon as she entered the back garden, she bumped into someone she would never want to forgive.

Tong Hongxi smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiaoshuang, you are too... Come and see your mother?"

Yan Rushuang looked at Tong Hongxi's eyes and said coldly: "Could it be that I came to see you?" After speaking, he walked in the opposite direction.

The yard is planted with Mu Qian's favorite jasmine, and she is like jasmine, white and soft all her life.

Tong Hongxi looked at Yan Rushuang's back, frowned, and walked over. "Frost, after all these years, you ...... Can't you come back?"

What happened back then has always been a stone in his heart.

Yan Rushuang was slightly stunned when she heard this, then stood up and said to him coldly: "Tong Hongxi, after so many years, have you looked for me once? Have you said sorry to my mother? Also, have you told me where my mother is buried?"

In the last sentence, Yan Rushuang's voice was hoarse.

For so many years, she has not been able to find Mu Qian's tomb, and Tong Hongxi has no intention of telling her.

Listening to Yan Rushuang's hoarse voice, Tong Hongxi couldn't help but feel a little heartache. "Xiaoshuang, I'm sorry. ”

Yan Rushuang was stunned for a moment, this was the first time she heard this person who would never bow her head say sorry, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"Huh. Yan Rushuang snorted coldly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is it useful? If you say I'm sorry, my mother will be able to come back from the dead, right?"

Yan Rushuang found that the man standing in front of her had completely lost the vigor of the year. Only a few years have passed, and he has aged so much, and the years have ruthlessly left one mark after another on him...

"Your mother, she," Tong Hongxi said with difficulty, "she ...... Buried here. ”

Yan Rushuang couldn't believe it, her voice trembled a little, "You...... Say what?"

Tong Hongxi didn't dare to look at Yan Rushuang's eyes, he pointed to the flower behind him, "Your mother, Mu Qian, she is buried here......"

Yan Rushuang turned her head in disbelief, the white flowers in full bloom, she would never have imagined that her mother was buried underneath.

"Because your mother liked this flower the most when she was alive, she didn't plan to be here when she was buried, but there was a little accident, so she chose to be here. ”

Yan Rushuang couldn't hear Tong Hongxi's words at the moment, she walked to the middle in a daze, and knelt down with a plop. She wanted to kill herself at the moment.

For so many years, she has been looking for Mu Qian's tomb and has been looking for ...... But she didn't expect that Tong Hongxi, he actually buried Mu Qian here!

"Huh. Yan Rushuang smiled sadly, and tears fell involuntarily, "Tong Hongxi, you are really a good husband! My mother she, how did she love such a person for a lifetime?"

I heard Mu Qian say it before, and she fell in love with Tong Hongxi at first sight.

And now Yan Rushuang feels that Mu Qian is so stupid, she has really never seen such a stupid woman...

"Tong Hongxi. Yan Rushuang put away her tears, stood up straight, and walked in front of him, "I tell you, I will definitely let you, let Gong Xin fall in, and let Gong Fei pay the price of life is worse than death!"

She turned around and was about to leave, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back, and behind Tong Hongxi, she said coldly: "I will let your current happy family pay for my mother's life!"

Until Yan Rushuang left, Tong Hongxi also felt that the cold sweat behind his back had not subsided. It seems that Yan Rushuang's words are so cold that there is no trace of emotion has been lingering in my heart.

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Yan Rushuang has been gone for two days.

In the past two days, almost everyone has had a hard time.

Yan Rushuang looked at the gloomy place in front of her, her heart was already numb, and after getting out of the car, she took out a black mask and put it on and entered the door.

This is Yan Di's residence in China, and she couldn't help but snort coldly, this old man still chooses a gloomy place to live!

She crossed a path where many people bowed slightly in respect to her.

They all knew that in addition to Yan Di, the Wuzun who had just passed by was the top existence.

Yan Rushuang would come here every once in a while, and Yan Di had great hopes for her on the surface, but in her heart she wanted to train her to become a top killer.

If you don't have your own feelings, you will only work for others... Puppet.

Yan Rushuang knew that she was very aware of Yan Di's ambitions.

Everyone in the outside world said that the Dead Zun Yan Di was a demon-like existence, ruthless and decisive. When Yan Rushuang heard these words, she just smiled faintly.

The outside says so, but who has ever seen Yan Di's childish side?

Knowing people, knowing faces, not knowing hearts, that's what I'm talking about.

Yan Di had been waiting there early, with a meaningful smile on his face. And standing next to him was a boy with an expressionless face.

Yan Rushuang soon came to him, stood up and took off his mask, and said respectfully, "Dead Venerable." ”

Yan Di's smile turned into relief, he patted Yan Rushuang on the shoulder, and said in a kind tone as much as possible: "Shuang, I found you a particularly good opponent today, if you win him, you will leave, if you can't win, you know what to do." ”

For Yan Di's words, Yan Rushuang has long been accustomed to it. She followed Yan Di's line of sight and saw that it was a boy with an expressionless face.

That boy should not be much older than himself.

Yan Rushuang's faint eyes surprised the boy opposite. "Well, you should strike first. ”

He felt that his heart was beating unusually fast in a trance, and he suppressed his uneasy emotions and began to shoot. It seems that Yan Rushuang has not made a move, and he has not felt Yan Rushuang's combat value.

Yan Rushuang sighed and said, "Alas, I'm really sorry. I haven't exercised for a long time, and I'm rusty!"

The boy sensed bored, and after retreating to safety, he threw out a dagger. Yan Rushuang didn't hide, but she found that she couldn't hide either...

The dagger made a particularly deep cut on Yan Rushuang's arm, and the flesh was a little turned outward, and the blood couldn't stop flowing. Rushuang was still calm, and only after three seconds did she cover the wound, and the blood quickly stained her hands red.

"Yo, use a hidden weapon?" seriously..."Yan Rushuang raised her eyes, her eyes were a little innocent, "It's quite painful." ”

The boy was a little uncomfortable by Yan Rushuang, and was about to make a move to end the competition, but Yan Rushuang stood still. Just as he was about to hit herself, she suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Hey, but it's still a little bit worse than the fire used by your hidden weapon. As he spoke, a hint of bright red flashed in his eyes, "How about I teach you?"

After saying that, a slap hit him in the chest, and he took a few steps back. Before he could see how Yan Rushuang made a move, he fell to the ground and couldn't move.

Yan Rushuang covered her wounds again, her eyes returned to normal, and she said coldly: "Dead Venerable, I am not fatal, he will return to normal in about half an hour." ”

Yan Dizai looked at Yan Rushuang carefully and nodded with satisfaction, "You can go." ”

After Yan Rushuang got Yan Di's permission, she left without looking back. After putting on the mask again, he returned to Hotaru.

The wound was still bubbling with blood, and she had to go back to Hotaru to deal with it first, planning to go back tomorrow.

At this time, Leng Hanxi suddenly cut his fingers.

He looked at the wound lightly, and couldn't help but worry in his heart.

It's a little overcast, and no one can predict what tomorrow will be like...