Shi Lanhe returned to his house, and there were already many people sitting or standing outside the house, and when they saw him come in, they all stood up and saluted him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is his guards on the surface, the bushes next to him move slightly, and the people hiding inside are the people who protect him in the dark.

Most of these people were sent by the Shilan Kingdom Lord after he knew that he had been attacked by Yunfu Peak.

Shi Lanhe strode into the house.

The people inside also stood up, their faces full of confusion and unease.

But when they looked at him, they didn't find the same angry look on his face as before.

He has calmed down.

There were several maids standing next to the table, with packages on the table, and the girl on the chair at the table was dressed in goose yellow clothes.

The delicate green stone hair ornament is made in the shape of a pea-sized petal, connected with golden silk threads, and wrapped around the loose hair in a half-circle, holding her hair in place, fresh and lovely.

Although it was only a short period of time, Shi Lanyin already had the temperament of a disciple of Luoxia Peak.

She sent the maids away and walked a few quick steps to Shilan River.

"Brother, what's wrong? Why do you want to leave all of a sudden? Shi Lanyin asked puzzled.

When Shi Lanhe saw his sister, his thoughts returned to the small room on the mountain behind Lingyuan Peak: she might be beautiful in yellow.

He shook his head, threw the inappropriate thought out of his mind, and said calmly, "Something happened to my father." ”

Shi Lanyin took a step back, and the look in her eyes changed from disbelief to belief, from shock to anger.

Seeing this, Shi Lanhe knew that his sister was very smart, and he must have thought of the cause and effect.

"How's my father?" Shi Lanyin's apricot eyes contained some tears.

Seeing his sister like this, Shi Lanhe also mourned in his heart, and reluctantly shook his head at his sister.

"Is it Liu Chan's adulterous concubine! She must have done it! Shi Lan Qingxi, who had been silent, slammed his fist on the table.

Shi Lanyin looked over, gritted her teeth and said, "Little brother, don't hurt yourself for that kind of person, it's not worth it." We also need to take care of ourselves and avenge our father! ”

Shi Lanhe walked to the table and sat down and said, "The current situation is complicated, you should listen to me slowly, this matter needs to be discussed carefully." ”

The three brothers and sisters are free to sum up in the house.

It's night, I don't know if it's because of the day, the wind and snow are worse than usual.

Outside Yuan Qinqin's hut, Mao Mao finally returned drunk.

The hairy children are more and more fond of running to the plum wine warm, and recently they have used this place as an inn, and they have not returned home at night several times.

Yuan Qinqin stood at the door, and saw Mao Mao on the way home from a distance.

You don't have to ask where it went, and the plum wine should be more fun and safe for the furry child than it is to yourself, right?

It's good that Maomao is happy.

This guy has a bad habit, and many times he flies in directly from the door, and the thatch on the door is rubbed off a lot.

But sometimes it is drunk and can't do such a difficult action, so it will throw itself at the door alive and not come in.

Yuan Qinqin waited for a while, the wind outside was very strong, and Mao Mao didn't shake to the door for a long time, she simply left the door and went into the house by herself.

Mao Mao's wine was strong, and the wind blew the snowflakes on the big tiger's face, and a kind of indulgent pleasure rose from his body.

Roar! ――

It screamed and spread its wings with a whirl, sweeping down a lot of the surrounding trees.

Flapping its wings and taking off, spinning into the air, imagining that the dark pine forest below is an endless demon soldier, and two fire dragons rush down from the end of the tree, and it blows in the wind to cooperate with it.

The domineering divine fire swept everything.

When the wind and snow blew again, everything disappeared with the cold, there was nothing in the air, and there were clouds all over the face.

Mao Mao actually felt that she was not happy, except that she was able to forget her depression when she was by Mei Niang's side.

As long as she is out of her range, she always thinks about what happened before.

Mao Mao's feelings have to be said to be rich, and it will also think of Douding's younger brother, Ao Suo, and Hong Ling many times.

Even more than Yuan Qinqin, she can miss these people unrestrainedly.

In contrast, the boredom of human beings lies in the fact that many people and things come into conflict with real life and force themselves not to think too much.

To comfort and numb yourself and let life go on, as if only letting life go on is the most important thing.

It doesn't matter if you miss or feel guilty. As long as it's in the past, you can leave it alone.

Mao Mao is different, the moment it flies high in the air is free, it only belongs to itself, and it is also the joy of the master to let the memories smash him to death.

The tiger's eyes were drunk and hazy, and the cold wind had been blowing on it for a long time, and the temperature under the wings was already cold, and if it didn't land, it would have to fall.

Mao Mao glanced down, the light source range of the hut was not far away, just one at the back of the house, as if something was wrong?

Mao Mao cut herself: I looked at it in a flash, and I thought there was someone down there.

At that moment, it suddenly noticed that the black shadow moved, and in an instant it was half awake: this time it was definitely not dazzling.

The black shadow was standing not far from Yuan Qinqin's window, as if it was hovering, as if the movement just now was just an illusion.

Thinking of what happened to Yuan Qinqin before, Mao Mao's eyes were sharp: It's okay to say that the master is not here, the master still dares to fight the idea of the eldest brother here!

It has no white stubble with the frame of the minibus (the author is chaotic: stubble, which is the meaning of the frame, I know you understand, but I still explain it).

In order to prevent the sensitive, cold-blooded animal from discovering its whereabouts too quickly, it has developed the ability to flap its wings silently.

A behemoth sneaking up on itself from the air is not a good experience to think about.

The black shadow was still standing dumbly not far from the window, and the behemoth was already very close to him.

It's just that the closer she gets, the more frightened Mao Mao becomes: Is this person ......?

A hand stretched out from behind the black shadow, and Mao Mao was startled by this strange hand that appeared out of thin air!

I couldn't help but roar wildly: "Whoa! ――”

Only then did the black shadow notice that Mao Mao was here, and turned his head to block his face with his arm.

But Mao Mao still saw the man's face clearly before this moment.

Its pupils dilated, and it was about to pounce on it, but it didn't expect the black shadow to be dragged away by the ghost hand behind it, and it disappeared out of thin air!

Yuan Qinqin ran out of the house when she heard the sound.

"Maomao!" She warned the furry boy loudly that it was so late and she couldn't yell indiscriminately.

You must know that there are other disciples living not far from here.

Yuan Qinqin knew that Mao Mao was outside, so she directly ignored Fang Cai's feeling that there was something outside the window.

After going out, I found that Mao Mao was yelling in one direction, Yuan Qinqin knew Mao Mao's reaction, and it was frightened by something.

Touching its big head and ears made it easy to calm it down.

The cold wind blew the skin on people's faces, and the knife scraped.

There was nothing in the direction Mao Mao was facing, only the unchanging snowflakes carried by the wind, dancing wildly.

Mao Mao was taken into the house by Yuan Qinqin, and turned back three times in one step.

It's him, it's him!

(To be continued.) )