Qinghuayin is Xiuchen's destined wife, and she is destined to be hurt for Xiuchen's love. ~

"You've been questioning his identity from the beginning?" Xiu Chenyan never cared what his identity was, his concern for Ling Hanluo was completely instinctive, just like he had cared about Qinghuayin since he was a child.

"The first time I saw him, I knew that he was a disciple of Zizhulin, maybe as you think, I am not a simple and ignorant girl, in order to be able to match you enough, in order to make you live comfortably and comfortably in the past two years, I try to make myself strong, I let myself know about this river and lake and the rivers and lakes, many things you don't know I know by heart."

Qinghuayin grew up in an environment that was not carefree, she was never a weak woman, she made herself strong, but this powerful coat survived by cultivating the dust. She looked at Xiu Chenyan's unmoved expression, turned around and slowly walked forward a few steps.

"The owner of the Purple Bamboo Forest is called Zu Li, it is said that he is a master with excellent medical skills, strong martial arts, and good at the art of Qimen Dunjia, he has two disciples, if what I think is good, Ling Hanluo is one of them. The son of the attacker is the eldest disciple of Zuli, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes is very high, while the other one has never been seen. Legend has it that this little disciple who was not seen by anyone got the true inheritance of Zuli. ”

Xiu Chenyan quietly listened to Qinghuayin's words, what she said was not difficult to hear, at least Xiu Chenyan also guessed that Ling Han's status in the Purple Bamboo Forest was not low.

"So what?"

Qinghuayin's mood was complicated, and she was so questioned by Xiu Chenyan, she suddenly didn't know what else to say. Because Xiu Chenyan didn't care about what she said, she felt bitter in her heart.

"I already know that Brother Xiu will not change his mind, and it is useless to talk more." Qinghuayin took a deep breath, eased her mind, showed a shallow smile to Xiu Chenyan, hid the tears in the corners of her eyes, and walked away gently.

Xiu Chenyan looked at Qinghuayin's back until she disappeared in front of her. He looked up at the sky and felt his body suddenly become heavy.

Ling Hanluo stood behind the window, looking at Xiu Chen's back.

The little fox squatted under the windowsill and let out a few coquettish whinings at Ling Hanluo, Ling Hanluo looked at it, tilting his head to tease.

"Raccoon."

He wanted to go farther, and no one could find him at the end of the earth.

The fortune teller said that he was destined to be rich, but it was a pity that he was destined to commit peach blossoms and was tired by love. In this life, cause and effect, there must be a past life, and there will be no longevity.

The mountain is very quiet many times, and two people with strong martial arts are chasing them all the way from the mountain, and they are standing on the roof of the house to fight.

A man and a woman, the man was wearing a light blue robe, which was exactly the sand curtain seen the day before. And this woman was wearing a big red gauze dress, and her age was not a young girl, but her hair was not coiled into a bun like a married woman. Her martial arts are not weak, she is mainly feminine, and she looks on par with the sand curtain.

Ling Hanluo sat on the bed with the little fox in his arms, he listened to the movement in the room and ignored it. It's just that these two people missed the roof and fell off the roof.

Both of them were a little wolf, and the sand curtain patted the dust on their bodies and looked at the woman opposite. Except for her hair being a little messy, the woman seemed to be in a good mood, and smiled at the sand curtain.

Sensing that there was someone in the room, Sha Mujie and the woman both looked at Ling Hanluo, and Ling Hanluo also looked up at them. The woman showed momentary surprise, and jumped out of the roof with a light body, Ling Hanluo didn't see her appearance clearly, but he felt that person was very familiar, and left the little fox and chased out.

When Xiu Chenyan and a group of guards noticed the movement and rushed over, they only saw Ling Hanluo chasing a woman in red to the mountain, then the little fox chased quickly, and finally a man in blue also chased after him. Where can the dust repairer manage the rest, and he quickly chased after it. However, the mountains stretched for thousands of miles, and only the birds and beasts that alarmed a mountain and a tree were alarmed, and there was no one in an instant.

This woman in red is named Jun Lan, although she is middle-aged, she still has charm, willow eyebrows and a thin waist, and at a glance, she knows how many young talents must have been crazy for her when she was young. Ling Hanluo chased her, not to kill her, he just wanted to confirm one thing.

Jun Lan didn't want to run because she was afraid of him, but because she felt that she should do that.

Ling Hanluo never caught up with Jun Lan's trace, he propped one hand on a thick tree trunk, one hand tightly grasped his chest, he breathed heavily, every time he took a breath, his heart would ache faintly, he closed his eyes and slowly squatted down and sat on the wet ground full of dead branches.

"Are you alright?" Sha Mujue chased the little fox all the way, if it weren't for the little fox's keen sense of smell, there would be no trace of Ling Hanluo in this leafy heavy mountain.

Although Sha Mu had never seen Ling Hanluo's true appearance, this cold temperament still made Sha Mu definitely guess that this person was Ling Hanluo.

The little fox lay on Ling Han's feet and whined twice, as if he was worried about him.

Ling Hanluo raised his head and glanced at Sha Mujue, but did not say anything. The pale cheeks showed a slight sweat from the overuse of light work, but it didn't look so sickly.

"Ling Hanluo?" Sha Mujue tentatively called out his name again.

"Do you know who she is?" Although Ling Hanluo didn't name him, Sha Mujue also knew that he was asking about the woman in red just now.

"Most of the killers in the inn were related to her a few days ago, and I followed the surname Yuan for several days before I found out about this woman, but I don't know who she is."

Ling Hanluo chased people here, and he was still very unwilling, and the quiet woods were covered by green leaves, which just covered the eyes of the little fox, and the little fox sniffed his nose and suddenly whined at the big tree.

The little fox's actions made Ling Hanluo and Sha Mu both pay full attention to the top of the dense tree, a red figure shot out from the leaves like a sword at a very fast speed, Ling Hanluo concentrated on raising her legs to chase after her, her light skills are very handsome, there are probably few people in the martial arts who can catch up with him, but although Ling Hanluo's light skills have not yet reached the point of being superb, it is not bad.

Jun Lan tore off a piece of red veil from her red clothes and covered her face, and her black hair was messy by the wind. Jun Lan doesn't like to play this kind of chase game, and is chased like a lost dog.

The scene that the sand curtain could never see was an evenly matched battle between Ling Hanluo and Jun Lan.