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This scattered rain seems to have never stopped. Outside the window of Qinglian Pavilion, the drizzle is still falling delicately......

The day was coming to an end, and Mo Yunkai quietly looked at the sleeping Yao Muxue, his sword eyebrows locked deeply.

Yao Muxue lay flat on the bed, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep, but her originally ruddy face was gradually turning dark purple.

Mo Yunkai grabbed her hand, and a coldness of death came, straight to the bottom of his heart. Even the most cold-blooded him would involuntarily tremble slightly for the stinging coldness.

"Mu Xue, I won't let you die, never." He stood up, his face was as firm as ice, and he walked out of Qinglian Pavilion like a wisp of breeze, like a ghost fluttering away.

Only the old windows were blown by the wind, making strange noises that resounded in the Qinglian Pavilion.

The pavilion, which was originally lively and lively, suddenly became cold as frost because of the lack of the owner's figure.

Tsing Yi Gate.

Because it was getting late, there were several servants in the courtyard who were packing up some clothes and tools.

The candles and lanterns gradually lit up, looking a little warm. A pale red drifted lightly through the hallway, towards the inner courtyard.

At this time, Yan Yunfei was standing in front of the window, he was listening to the reply of the mysterious person behind him, silent.

Although his face was as calm as ever, his heart was becoming more and more uneasy.

"Big brother!" At this time, a soft call came from the door, and it was Yan Dieyi's soft voice.

She pushed the door straight in, breaking the originally dull atmosphere and interrupting Yan Yunfei's conversation with the mysterious man in black.

"Dieyi, when did you become so reckless?" Yan Yunfei's face sank in displeasure, and at the same time he glanced at the person behind him, and the person calmly retreated.

"Hasn't the little sister always been like this, what, did the little sister destroy something good about the eldest brother?" Yan Dieyi smiled politely.

"Did you poison the little lord who hated the sky?" Yan Yunfei asked, and he was already very sure in his heart.

"It's worthy of my eldest brother, I knew it so quickly, that woman would definitely die if she didn't come out tonight." Yan Dieyi smiled confidently, and her fingertips unintentionally played with the long hair hanging down her chest.

"Do you know that Lihattian has already taken away all the famous doctors from all over the imperial capital..."Yan Yunfei's face sank even more and continued.

"I know, but don't worry, the eldest brother will never find out the reason, but the younger sister has taken out the housekeeping skills, and the colorless incense is difficult to distinguish."

"That's the end of this time, I'll explain to Lord Liu, I don't need you to interfere." Yan Yunfei said quietly.

"Big brother, what are you afraid of them? Since Lihattian is so powerful, Yao Muxue will not be cleaned up by the little sister so easily, it is just a deliberate bragging by the people on the rivers and lakes......"

Yan Dieyi was a little annoyed, and when she saw that her eldest brother only knew how to blame her, she became anxious.

"Anyway, you haven't been showing up much outside lately, and I have my own opinions." Yan Yun didn't argue with her, but with a gloomy face, she quietly went out.

Yan Dieyi was confused, sat on the stool boringly, and became angry in a depressed mood. Thinking that she and her eldest brother have relied on each other since childhood, how much hardship they have suffered to get to where they are today, she is now kind enough to assist him, but she wants to have a better life in the future, and he doesn't even appreciate it.

At this time, she remembered the woman who had been poisoned by her, and she hated her inexplicably. Also, thinking of the seemingly cold Mo Yunkai, Yan Dieyi's heart once again rippled.

She felt that God was really unfair, why was he by that woman's side. If she could, she wanted to replace that woman, even if she was crushed, she was willing.

The sky was already as dark as thick ink, and there were flaming red lanterns hanging outside the Zuiyue Tower, which changed from the bustle and noise of the past, and became a little quiet.

There were a few guests drinking tea and chatting inside, and the hall upstairs was so quiet that water could come out.

The large council chamber was full of people, and those were the leaders of the many branches of the Hated Heaven. Except for those people, the one standing in the middle was a young man in white who was stained with blood.

From this, he looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure, and a smile on his pure and handsome face.

But that smile, anyone who sees it, knows that it is an extremely false smile, which seems to be warm, but in fact rejects people thousands of miles away.

In the Qinglian Pavilion, the young man in white was checking Yao Muxue's pulse.

His smiling eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he showed a slightly complicated expression like a wise man who saw through life and death.

"How." Mo Yunkai broke the silence of the room, opened his mouth with a little worry on the side, and asked in a cold voice.

The young man looked back at him and said, "She has been hit by colorless incense, which is a very peculiar poison. ”

The young man's voice was soft and delicate, but the expression in his eyes was faint.

Mo Yunkai's eyes were slightly sluggish, and seeing the young man's expression of ambition, a glimmer of hope finally rose in his heart, "So, can you dissolve this poison?" ”

"Before detoxification, I can wake her up, but in order for her to really come back to life, she still needs something that can bring the dead back to life." The boy said, his smiling eyes narrowing into a line, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Coming back from the dead? What kind of medicine is ......" Mo Yun moved happily, this young man could really save Mu Xue.

"Snow kite! It is a kind of flower, which can detoxify strange poisons and bring the dead back to life. ”

"Where can I get this?" he asked, anxious.

"Northern Xinjiang, Kunlun Snowy Region. This flower is so rare that I have never seen it before. It has been recorded in medical books that the leaves are like ice crystals, like snow, and the flowers and leaves have a red light, which is a snow kite. ”

The young man replied leisurely, his expression relaxed, unlike Mo Yunkai, he had no intention of worrying.

Mo Yunkai was silent for a moment, his face was cold, and he still couldn't see any expression. But in the bottom of his heart, there is a little more relaxation.

"I'm definitely going to get a snow kite......," he said.

"Let me make it clear first, if you don't get the snow kite back within a month, even if it's me, I'm afraid I can only be helpless..."The young man smiled at him and said, his soft words were like an invisible warning, knocking on his newly relaxed heart.

"You just take care of Mu Xue, I'll give you a snow kite." Mo Yunkai said, full of deterrence. He wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but was stopped by the young man in white.

"Lord Mo is in a hurry, she will wake up tomorrow, don't you want to say goodbye to her?" The boy said behind him, and the fake smile deepened, as if he was deliberately joking with him.

Mo Yunkai's body paused slightly, and then he pulled the corners of his mouth indifferently, and complex and messy thoughts lingered in his mind, lingering no matter what.

He didn't respond to the boy's words, only paused for a moment, and then walked straight away with his black-clothed subordinates, eagerly blending into the night outside.

Say goodbye?

It has always been the behavior of a self-regarded weakling, as long as he can save her and let him go to heaven and earth, he will definitely succeed in bringing back the snow kite.

He doesn't give himself an answer before it all ends.

The young man in white looked at the direction Mo Yunkai left and shook his head slightly.

A slight sigh echoed in the flickering air, and I don't know who I felt sorry for, and who I felt sorry for.

On the second day, Yao Muxue was really as the young man said, and after falling asleep for a few days, she finally woke up again.

When she opened her eyes, the light coming through the window was very bright, shining in the room, warm.

She got up and walked to the window, and a fresh breeze blew through her long black hair, which was as black as ink, and smelled of fallen leaves.

The bright sun shone on her body, warm, and also drove away the haze she hid in her heart.

However, no matter how bright the light was, it could not hide the pale on her face.

"Are you awake?" A delicate and soft voice sounded suddenly, knocking on the empty room, startling her confused and boundless thoughts.

Yao Muxue turned around, and at some point a young man in white walked in, who seemed to be holding a medicine tray in his hand, with a shallow smile on his face. Handsome and gentle, but it gives people a sense of unreality.

"Who are you......" She looked at the boy quizzically, and took a few more steps closer to him.

However, it was a few short steps, and the sudden feeling of powerlessness also made her dizzy. She had to crouch down in place, gasping for breath......

"If you want your body to recover, you have to drink the medicine first." The boy walked up to her and handed her a small delicate bowl on his plate, the dark potion still steaming and bitter.

She took the small bowl and looked at the decoction in front of her for a long time without saying a word, all kinds of messy memories and things quickly intertwined in her mind.

She had always been smart, and with her suddenly weakened body, she already knew that she had been poisoned.

She drank the decoction without hesitation, and the strange bitterness filled her mouth, causing her to frown frequently.

"Where's the master?" She returned the medicine bowl to the boy and asked casually, no longer caring about the boy's identity.

"He went to Kunlun, and he couldn't come back without ten days and a half months." The boy lifted her up from the ground, took the empty bowl in her hand, and replied casually.

"Kunlun? What did he go there for? Yao Muxue was startled and looked at the young man in confusion.

"The little lord said with a smile, how can I, an outsider, know about the affairs of the hateful sky......" His smile was even brighter, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"It's also ......" she was relieved, the affairs of the organization have never been passed on.

"Well, then, I'll quit first.....," said the young man, taking the medicine bowl and leaving.

"What's your name?" Yao Muxue stopped the boy, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know this strange boy.

"Leng Xiangfan." The boy stood in the doorway and answered, pausing slightly, and then walked away.

Yao Muxue searched for information about the teenager in her heart, only to find that it was empty.

He is not a person who hates the sky, and the accent of his speech seems to be the characteristic tone of a person who has lived in the border area for a long time.

It's just that his unique surname reminds her of a rumor about the medical family a long time ago......