Murong Fu frowned puzzled: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Yes." Ye Zhimad glanced at the Murong family beside him: "I'll talk about it when I have time." ”

Murong Fu saw that she was taboo, so he nodded and said, "Tiantian will take your crazy sister in to rest and rest." ”

"Okay." Murong Tiantian took Ye Zhiyan's hand and led her to his room.

It's not easy to get out of the guest room at the next time, and Murong Tiantian likes to squeeze a bed with Ye Zhi, so she is naturally willing to come to her own room.

The old lady looked at Ye Zhimad's back in a slightly trance.

Like, too much like that.

It's just a mold printed.

The hand holding the cane tightened, and for a moment he didn't know how to take a step, and stood firmly in place, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

Murong Fu saw the panicked, chaotic, and frightened look on her face again.

His brows couldn't help frowning, and he reached out to help her: "Old lady." ”

The old lady suddenly came back to her senses, changed her panicked expression just now and said, "Miss Ye, she is also cultivating in Ye Yun Sect?" ”

"Yes." Murong Fu walked while helping her.

"What point has her strength reached?"

"The third order of the Great Soul Master, Minglan Teng has obtained the natal awakening, and he is a child who can endure hardships and endure hardships, isn't it?" Although Murong Fu's answer was very concise, every time he mentioned something about her, his heart warmed, but he throbbed again.

The old lady nodded and said, "Indeed." ”

The wind chimes at the gate suddenly shook, and the "bell bell" made a crisp sound.

Murong Fu sensitively raised his head and looked at the bell.

It was a treasure that the Murong family had hung in front of the door of the house for generations.

The wind chimes don't ring for no reason, but they make a violent shaking sound when Ye Zhimad's body crosses the threshold.

The old lady and Murong Fu both looked at the gate wind chimes fiercely.

Ye Zhimad and Murong Tiantian also stopped.

Ye Zhifang looked back at the violently swaying wind chimes, but his heart sank, the back of his hand emitted bursts of pain, and the dragon-shaped diagram on his back emitted a black light.

Her hand shrunk and her left hand was hidden under her sleeve.

I don't know why Lu Dao hid his hand, it's just a conditioned reflex to let him do it.

Murong Tiantian is a child who can talk when he has something to say, and when he saw the wind chimes shaking, he suddenly walked to the gate, stood under the wind chimes and said, "Why did the wind chimes ring, could it be that there is an evil thing in our house that can't invade." ”

When the old lady heard this, she gasped deeply, and stomped on the floor with her crutches, which stabilized her body.

Murong Fu's eyes deepened, and he walked quickly to the wind chime, stretched out his hand and flicked it under the wind chime, and the bell stopped.

He looked down at the beautiful woman standing in front of him, smiled at her, and said, "The wind is too strong, and it is not strange to be shaken." ”

"But ......"

"Tiantian, do you treat guests like this?" Murong Tiantian wanted to say something, Murong Fu said softly.

Murong Tiantian knew better than anyone else that the wind chimes of the Murong family would not ring no matter how strong the wind blew, and they would only make such a sound when they came into contact with evil things.

The old lady also didn't speak, looking at Ye Zhifang's figure, she felt more and more that something was wrong.

Is that girl really not her child?

But she clearly remembered that when she was dying, even the child in her arms died under her sword.

Back in his room, the old lady retreated from all the people, and faced the idol quietly in a daze.