"Yin Yin, your mother just threw you to me, is it really good?"

Wuxian hugged Murong Yin, who was not walking very neatly, and sat in the well-lit garden, and the two of them stared at each other. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Murong Yin's two short little hands hooked Wuxian's slender neck, and he couldn't speak, only giggled.

Wuxian had never taken a child with him, and he didn't know how to hold it, so he had to put Murong Yin on his lap and let him stand or sit to protect him from falling.

Murong Yin's big black and round eyes made her think of An Ruo, the young man who made her feel distressed.

After she woke up, she wanted to go to him, but she was pressed down on the bed by the fierce Murong Lady Su Xiao.

"Why are you running around when you're injured like this?

Wuxian knew that she was kind-hearted, and still insisted on her thoughts while being moved, "Thank you for your concern, but I have to go back again." ”

"Then I'll go back when I'm healed!"

"It's already good. ”

When she woke up, she found that the injury had healed on its own, and it should be the combined effect of the Holy Light Source and the Dragon Emperor's bloodline.

Su Xiao's face was incredible, what kind of joke, the doctors she was looking for said that Wuxian's injuries were difficult to heal, and she was about to instigate her father-in-law to get an imperial doctor, but Wuxian actually said that the injury was already healed?

"I don't care, anyway, you have to rest at my house for two more days, I saved you, and you have to get my permission to leave. ”

I can't cry or laugh, Su Xiao is not much older than her, but her temperament is like a child.

"I'm only going to cause you trouble here, and I'm probably going to kill you. "It was because of their relationship with her that everyone in the Snow Rock Demon Hunting Group gave their lives in vain.

Yunel clearly wanted to kill her, and if she didn't succeed this time, she would definitely not give up.

"The last thing I'm afraid of is trouble, not to mention that this is the General's Mansion, no one dares to come to find trouble, so don't worry. ”

Su Xiao finally persuaded Wuxian to stay here for a few more days, and threw Murong Yin, who was only one year old, to Wuxian in the name of exchanging feelings.

In fact, Wuxian himself knew that putting Murong Yin by her side was just to prevent her from leaving quietly alone.

But the more she looked at Murong Yin's eyes, the easier it was for her to think of An Ruo.

Why did Yunel take him, where did he go, and would it hurt him? With Yunel's cruel character and methods, there is no guarantee that such a thing would have been done.

Why did he want to kill himself when he failed to win him over? What kind of existence is the organization he is talking about? Since he wants to invite himself, why does he refuse to disclose specific information?

There are too many questions in my heart, and I can't even think about the headache.

After she woke up, she found that she had changed into women's clothes, the texture of silk was extremely smooth in her hands, the patterns were not complicated, and there was elegance in simplicity.

In the Murong family, who she didn't know at all, she was herself again, she didn't have to change her appearance every day, she didn't have to deliberately learn from men's words and deeds, and she didn't have to be afraid of her identity being exposed.

The Ye family can't go back for the time being, on the one hand, she doesn't want to involve Ye Liufeng, and on the other hand, she doesn't know how to explain An Ruo's disappearance to everyone.

Maybe her departure is the best way.

"To be rescued by Mrs. Murong, I must have spent it along with Ah Ruo's good luck. Wuxian hugged Murong Yin tightly and whispered softly.

It was only after she woke up that she realized that her savior, Su Xiao, was actually the general's wife, and at first she thought it was a young lady from a famous family.

However, Su Xiao's dignified and beautiful appearance forms a strong contrast with her arrogant and careless personality, which can be regarded as a strange woman.

However, if it weren't for a strange woman like Su Xiao, Murong Jie, who could subdue Murong Jie, a famous general in the Nanxuan Continent, might not be able to do it.

In the evening, Su Xiao came back, and Murong Yin reluctantly bid farewell to the arms of the deadless.

"This stinky boy, only a year old, knows that he is clinging to other people's little girls, and he will definitely not be serious when he grows up!" Su Xiao glared at Murong Yin, who was in his arms but always stared at him, and pinched his little nose angrily, "Say, who are you born to?"

Of course, Murong Yin couldn't understand such a profound question, even if his left ear heard it, he would run out of his right ear.

Every time Wuxian watched the interaction between the mother and son, he couldn't help but laugh.

Rejecting Su Xiao's kindness to invite her to dinner together, she smiled and watched their mother and son leave, and then returned to the room. When Murong Yin was not around, she only did one thing: cultivation.

Maybe she used to think that she was very strong, but after a battle with Yunel, she clearly found that she still had a big gap with the top masters. To protect the people around her and complete her mission as the Dragon Emperor, in addition to her firm determination, she must have stronger strength. And this "stronger" is the absolute suppression of the opponent.

In addition to cultivating during the day, Wu Xian took the time to inquire around in the city of Horishu, hoping to find any clues related to Yunel and his organization.

Regrettably, she had very little information, so how could she investigate a deliberately hidden organization?

When she couldn't find out the news for a day, Wuwu's heart hurt, and she didn't dare to imagine how inhuman torture An Ruo would be in Yunel's hands.

The heart-scratching speculation was tormenting herself at the same time.

"It's raining!" passers-by on the street hurried past her with umbrellas in hand.

Wu Wuwu lowered her head, immersed in her own world, and the rain was rushing rapidly, gradually wetting the long hair scattered behind her back, and she didn't realize it.

Even if she felt it, she didn't have the idea of hiding from the rain, maybe being drenched happily by the heavy rain would ease the helplessness in her heart that was difficult to confide.

"Rain is not good for your health. A black umbrella suddenly appeared above her head.

Wu Wu turned his head to look at the man holding the umbrella behind him.

Under the black umbrella, her snow-white and delicate face amazed the person holding the umbrella.

"You are?"

Holding the umbrella was a young man about her age, handsome and evil, with a rare gray lake green medium length hair, and fine bangs softly covering his thick and heroic sword eyebrows.

"I am a bard of the polar night. The young man placed his right hand on his chest and made an elegant gentlemanly salute.

"Elves who walk in the dark?" Bards are a special profession of human beings, who wander around, collect local legends, cast magic with music, manipulate the minds of others through great skill, and receive gifts from obsessive listeners that they have "voluntarily" bestowed.

Polar night bards are one of the more special types, and they tend to haunt frequently at night.

"It's just a compliment from everyone, you can call me Silo. ”

"Thank you for the umbrella, now that the rain is so heavy, two people will get wet when they hold it, you better hold it yourself, don't worry about me. Wu Wu glanced at the increasingly heavy rain outside, and pushed the umbrella to Xiluo's side.

"A gentleman will not make the rude act of holding an umbrella alone," Siloh smiled and pushed the umbrella back, his narrow dark eyes glancing somewhere, and a dark light in his eyes, "Follow me." ”