The room, separated by a wall, was filled with tears streaming down everyone's faces.

The most romantic thing in Murong Wan's mind stung no one's heart, and at this moment, He Wenchang's face was mixed. He didn't hate himself, he didn't bring her wind and snow, and he didn't say sweet words. There is only endless murder and darkness. But she fell in love with him and regarded him as a treasure.

Luo An unlocked He Wenchang's acupoint, and at this time, Murong Wan also appeared in front of He Wenchang. The three of them retreated in amusement, and the rest of the space belonged only to the lovers.

Murong Wan looked a little promised: "I didn't know you were here." ”

He Wenchang smiled warmly: "I know." ”

"Your smile is still so good."

"Hmm."

There was a sudden silence. The two just looked at each other with expressions, but did not speak.

He Wenchang stepped forward and took Murong Wan into his arms, patting Murong Wan's weak shoulder: "Wan'er, I've suffered you all these years." ”

Murong Wan was a little flattered, obviously it was the first time He Wenchang had called him like this. The clenched little fist showed that the owner was not at peace in his heart, obviously this was the first time He Wenchang had hugged her. However, he still heard what He Wenchang said, and said calmly: "It's not bitter." ”

As everyone knows, this remark made He Wenchang feel even more heartache, and the two just hugged quietly like this for a while.

Long. He Wenchang's heart swelled up with a touch of hesitation, but in the end it turned into a sentence: "Wan'er, I'm leaving again." ”

A very calm voice responded: "I know. ”

"Won't you stop me?"

"I'll wait for you." The calm voice seemed to say another extremely ordinary fact.

"But there's a good chance I'll never come back."

The response was a voice that was more determined than before: "I'll wait for you." ”

He Wenchang wanted to dissuade Murong Wan, but he couldn't say anything to dissuade him, these words were an insult to this girl. He Wenchang's brows furrowed tightly.

Murong Wan seemed to be able to feel the change in He Wenchang's heart: "Brother He, you don't have to worry about me, just do your own thing." I don't want you to be unhappy because of me. ”

After a long time, Murong Wan seemed to have finally mustered up the courage to gently peck He Wenchang's face, and then stuck her head in He Wenchang's arms in He Wenchang's stunned eyes, like an ostrich that stuck her head in the sand and pretended not to know anything.

"Brother He, do you know? Today is Wan'er's happiest day in the past few years, can you accompany Wan'er to have a good talk? Tomorrow you're leaving. ”

Hearing this, He Wenchang's heart couldn't help but tingle again, as if he wanted to say something to Murong Wan: "Wan'er, in the years when I disappeared, I was trapped in the hermitage of a senior, and after three years of guidance, I obtained the inheritance of my predecessor and got out of trouble, but I promised my senior, I have to go to ....."

Suddenly, He Wenchang's mouth was blocked by a slender jade finger, and Murong Wan's face was full of tenderness: "Brother He, I have never blamed you for anything, and you don't need to explain it to me." You just need to know that someone is waiting for you. Now you can talk to me, okay? ”

He Wenchang could only nod, he really didn't know how to face this girl.

"Brother He, do you remember? That time when we fled, we passed by the sect of the Nine Shadows Sword Cultivator. ”

"Of course I remember, there are all female cultivators in that sect, so I still remember it vividly."

"Brother He, you won't have a fancy female cultivator in it, right?"

"The nuns inside are really good-looking."

"Dead bull head, you are not honest again, I know that you men don't have a good thing."

"Wan'er, where do you think about it, I only have you in my heart."

"That's pretty much it. I still remember that in order to escape the pursuit, the two of us dressed up as women, you are really beautiful, more beautiful than Wan'er. ”

"Wan'er, can we not mention this matter."

There were bursts of laughter in the room from time to time, and the two of them seemed to want to say all the words they had accumulated over the years. Murong Wan, a poor little woman, seemed to be going to use up all the money she had accumulated, and she would only live in her memory for this one night in the future. From time to time, Murong Wan's coquettish voice was heard, and He Wenchang's voice coaxed her. The two of them are using every second to experience what other couples may have to go through for a lifetime. Maybe they only have this one night.

Neither of them mentioned that they would be separated after tonight, Murong Wan did not pray for He Wenchang to stay for a few more days, and it was this strength that made people feel more heart-wrenching, I don't know if you were a withered flower in the previous life, and I am a bird that holds water for you, in this life you will still wait, waiting for my return, because I am your life.

The voice in the room gradually faded, and only Murong Wan could be heard telling one story after another:

That time, the two of us walked on the streets of Yuyang City, and I remember that it was the first time you took me shopping, although it was to buy you the materials for refining the elixir, but I was still very happy. Don't you know what it means for a guy to be willing to take a girl shopping? It's a pity that you big stubborn cow doesn't understand at all. I said I want something sweet, so you might as well draw a string of rock sugar gourds directly from the wooden tie carried by the vendor in front of me. But I still think it's the best rock sugar gourd I've ever eaten. Later, I went to Yuyang City again, found the vendor again, and stole a string of rock sugar gourds from him to eat. But I quietly put the money in his pocket, and you think everyone is like you.

Another time, in order to avoid the pursuit, we had nowhere to escape in the wilderness, but you dug a hole in the ground, and there was a living room and a bedroom in the hole, and I took special care to arrange it, and you said that my woman is trouble. You know, I went to that place again, and I didn't expect the cave to be intact. I cleaned it all over again, put a lot of furniture on it, and lived in it for a few days. You can also check it out when you have time.

Gradually, his voice faded a little, He Wenchang looked at Murong Wan, who was already asleep, and gently hugged her to the bed, but he did not leave, but looked deeply at the most important woman in his life, as if he wanted to carve her face into his bones and into the depths of his soul, even if he stepped into reincarnation, he would not forget her face.

After a long time, He Wenchang walked out of the house, saw the three people who were still in the courtyard, and smiled: "Thank you brothers this time, I owe Wan'er too much." ”

Luo An hurriedly asked, "Then Brother He, are you still leaving?" ”

"I'm still leaving."

"But isn't it?"

"Brother Luo doesn't need to persuade me anymore, I have my way to go, and I don't want to implicate Wan'er. Well, it's getting late, so let's go back and rest, and I'll wait outside until dawn before leaving. ”

Luo An, who walked into the house, was still angry: "I really don't know what is so important that he would rather be hunted down and abandoned to Miss Murong to do." ”

Ah Qi had to keep whispering to comfort Luo An, and the little fox kept rubbing Luo An with his tail.

"I'm afraid Brother He also has some unspeakable hardships, right?"

Luo An was even more angry after hearing this: "Scholar, what unspeakable hardships can he have? Suddenly, Luo An seemed to realize something: "Scholar, you won't know, right?" ”

Lethe Chuan frowned: "I also have a guess, do you remember when I said that Brother He and Momen are entangled?" ”

"Could it be that it has something to do with this so-called Momen?"

"This Momen is originally a branch of Confucianism, and likes to study the art of puppetry. But the patriarch of the Momen sect did not mean this, the patriarch of the Momen, Mo Yunzi, was arrogant all his life and liked to make friends the most, and the original intention of the Momen establishment was to establish a chivalrous sect to help the weak. ”

Luo An was puzzled: "Isn't this Momen very good?" How could it disappear? ”

"Momen puts righteousness first in everything, but under the leadership of later generations of disciples, Momen gradually changed its flavor and became a sect that specializes in killing people for others. But he committed public anger and was finally strangled by the joint efforts of various major factions. ”

"I see, but what does this have to do with Brother He?"

"It turned out that when Mo Yunzi died, he had already expected that one day, so he left a prophecy inside the door, if it really came to this day, he could go to the place where he was buried to obtain the inheritance and then obtain the method of opening the treasure of the Mo family, and the future generations could rebuild the chivalrous sect. If what I expected, Brother He must have agreed to Mo Yunzi's senior's request. ”

Luo An suddenly sighed: "Brother He had to do it for the sake of promise, and he was really trustworthy and chivalrous." ”

"Brother He is really good."

"Wouldn't that be a pity for Miss Murong?"

"It's fate."

Under the moonlight, He Wenchang remembered the conversation he had with Mo Yunzi six years ago.

"Senpai, I want to leave."

"Yes, but you must grant me one request."

"Senior, please speak."

"You've passed my test before, so you must hold my credentials to open the treasure I left for the Ink Gate and rebuild the Ink Gate."

"Then what is the predecessor to rebuild Momen?"

"It's not difficult for me to do this for you, as long as you make Momen famous, I will count you as successful."

"Then the junior agreed."

"Boy, it's not that the old man can't trust you. The old man just observed your heart and found that you like this girl, if you can't fulfill my requirements within ten years, this girl will die! Now that the soul curse has been set, you can leave. ”

In the morning, Luo An and the three of them waved goodbye to He Wenchang, who was walking farther and farther. On the wall of Jinyang City, Murong Wan stared at He Wenchang's back, touched the palm of his hand and muttered: You kept writing a three-word in my hand last night, did you want me to wait for you for three years......