Yan Qingrui's injuries had healed, and she was going to leave here the next day to find Qu Weisan and Kongchen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the past two days, Shangguan Qianyu knew that her injuries were in the recovery period, and it was no longer important, and she was rare.

This is exactly what Yan Qingrui wants, and she feels more comfortable.

Since he had already said that the Xuanyue Sword Yan Qingrui could take it directly, Yan Qingrui was of course not polite. She had also seen this Xuanyue Sword when she was idle, and she felt more and more that Zhen Zidemon's magic stick was fooling people.

It's just a sharper sword.

What kind of internal force, the memory of the tenth generation, such an illusory thing, it is impossible to exist at all.

That night, Yan Qingrui made a breath, and the turbidity in her chest disappeared.

These days, the place where the man in black was injured has not been breathing well. After vomiting blood a few days ago, I got better, but it still had some effects.

Now it's finally all right.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, ready to sleep, and nourish her spirits, the rivers and lakes are so big, she can look at them casually!

I had just walked to the side of the bed when suddenly, there was a loud bang outside.

Yan Qingrui was stunned.

In this small farmhouse courtyard, the days are quiet and plain, and I don't know if it is far away from the Famous Sword Villa, or Shangguan Qianyu has already taken care of everything, and there are no suspicious people within a radius of several miles.

The sudden abnormal noise made Yan Qingrui's heart alert. Could it be that the people of Mingjian Villa finally found the clues?

Shangguan Qianyu is not here, the peasant couple is just ordinary people, they don't know martial arts, she can't let them suffer.

She dodged to the back of the door, the Silver Moon dagger in her hand.

At this moment, there was another muffled thud outside, as if something was hitting the ground.

Yan Qingrui didn't feel murderous and dangerous, she opened the door, and saw a figure in Xuanyi sitting on the steps of the small courtyard, the night was dark, I couldn't see his expression, I could only see him holding a wine jar in his hand, the kind of three-pound bottle, and there were two next to it.

As he leaned his neck to drink, the strong aroma of wine came to his face, Yan Qingrui originally wanted to close the door and continue to sleep, but Shangguan Qianyu casually fished out a wine jar, threw it at Yan Qingrui, and said lightly: "Drink!"

Yan Qingrui stretched out her hand to take it, she was not interested in drinking with Shangguan Qianyu, but today's Shangguan Qianyu seemed to be very depressed.

He seemed to melt into the night, but he was lonelier than the night.

The dark firmament of his eyes was hidden with endless sorrow.

I don't know if it's because of the wine or the night, Yan Qingrui really felt the desolation and loneliness. After all, this person saved her, even if it is just an ordinary fellow in the rivers and lakes, it is normal to drink together.

Besides, after tonight, tomorrow, she'll be out of here.

She walked over without any indispensability.

The steps were paved with stone, and Yan Qingrui walked to a place three feet away from him and sat down, but she couldn't help frowning a little.

Although Shangguan Qianyu didn't seem to have drunk much of the wine in his hand, he was full of wine, and he must have drunk a lot of it when he didn't come.

Yan Qingrui didn't speak, sealed the altar, and took a sip.

Her casual and reckless movements made Shangguan Qianyu's eyes move, looking at the silver mask, looking at the calm and casual but clear eyes, he suddenly said: "You are like a person!"

Yan Qingrui's eyes moved, glanced at it lightly, and said, "You should say that there is a person like me! As for who it is, I am not interested!"