Except for Gu San's absence, everything else is the same as yesterday, the horse's spirit is shining, and the carriage is intact. After the five of them simply dressed up, they still chose the way of ordinary people, walked by horses, drove people, and continued to move in the direction of Linzi.

Just after the five of them gradually disappeared and could not see the figure, in the place of the fierce battle last night, a faint light and shadow suddenly flashed around an ancient banyan tree on the side of the road, and for a while, this leafy banyan tree seemed to be wrapped in a transparent bubble.

However, the huge bubble was only fleeting, and then a hazy white shadow was seen floating out of the trunk of the tree, and after the white shadow drifted to the middle of the road, it gradually precipitated a plump woman.

This woman is none other than the deceased who arrived in time to save people last night! I saw her squinting her eyes, looking in the direction where the group was leaving, revealing an unpredictable smile. After a moment's pause, she flicked her sleeves and disappeared from here.

It turned out that after she rescued people last night, she did not leave as she said, but hid in the old banyan tree on the side of the road, and set up an enchantment, in order not to be detected by this pedestrian. Leaving at this moment is the real way to drive back to the valley and return to her master.

At this time, in Luoxia Valley, Angelica flowers have begun to wither, and the small white flowers that were originally wild have now become sparse. What remains unchanged is the pavilion and water pavilion, the quaint house, which is still quiet and quiet.

In the courtyard of the house named "None", the osmanthus trees that have passed their flowering period still exude a faint fragrance. The angelica flowers in the courtyard are not as sparse as those outside the courtyard, and the flower clusters are still tightly swaying. A tall, thin man wearing a mask, carrying a bamboo basket, was walking in the courtyard, bending down from time to time to pick up the leaves that had fallen to the ground.

"Xiao Qi."

A gentle voice sounded, Xiao Qi picked up a fallen leaf, turned to look, and saw a graceful figure walking from the corridor on the side of the wing, it was Wen Ruis who was as gentle as water. Xiao Qi's lips moved slightly, and he didn't speak, but just bowed slightly to the person who came and nodded.

Wen Ru walked over, directly took the bamboo basket in Xiao Qi's hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Your fever just subsided last night, why did you come out early in the morning to blow the wind, and what if you get cold again after a while, hurry back to the house to rest, I stewed a bowl of ginger tea for you and put it on the table, remember to drink it while it's hot." ”

Xiao Qi's vacant hands slowly retracted, his movements were a little stiff, he grabbed the clothes on both sides of his body a little helplessly, and then nodded to Wen Ru and saluted, and then he returned to the room.

When Xiao Qi pushed open the door, he saw a bowl of steaming ginger tea on the table, as well as rice, and two plates of side dishes. When he picked up the bowl of hot tea, the heat hit his face and stained his eyes, and then two lines of hot tears slipped from his eyes.

In the silent crying, he drank ginger tea, after finishing the meal, walked to the bed, looked at a pink skirt placed at the head of the bed, he fell heavily on the bed, hugged the dress, and cried bitterly, and his hands were already scarred.

After seeing Xiao Qi walk back to the wing, Wen Ru put down the bamboo basket, walked out of the house, and came to the pavilion of the water pavilion, looking at the tall back leaning on the beam, she was not disturbed, but stood silently beside him.

Na Luojia naturally noticed her arrival, but only glanced down at her slightly, did not speak, and then continued to look at the sparkling light on the water in a daze, but his indifferent face just now was a little more gentle.

After a long time, Wen Ru looked at the cold and arrogant side face, and whispered, "Are you thinking about her?" ”

"Should I miss her?" Na Luojia's gaze did not move, the corners of his mouth hooked, and suddenly became very cold.

"But you still miss her." Wen Ru lowered her head and smiled gently, Naluojia's arms were already tightly wrapped around her waist, "I said it." ”

"Hmph." Naraka smiled evilly, looking at that touching face, he suddenly lowered his head, kissed it gently, and after touching the two soft petals, he withdrew his movements, but his arms were still wrapped around her slender and soft waist.

It turned out to be in the pavilion of the Water Pavilion, and suddenly there was an extra figure, it was the passing heart, "Master, I'm back." ”

As soon as he heard the movement behind him, he gently pushed away the hand that Luo Jia wrapped around his waist, and without saying a word, he turned around and nodded slightly to the passing heart, and took elegant steps, and entered the gate of the mansion in three or two steps.

"Masters, they ......"

As soon as Death's heart spoke, the Roga turned around suddenly, and then his body shook, and he squeezed Deathheart's hand in his hand. This move was too sudden, and Na Luojia's hand was too heavy, so I saw that the face of the dead heart was already blue and white.

"Master, you are ......"

"Shh......h

Passing Heart looked at the indifferent face, expressionless, and her hand was caught, as if it had been crushed. In an instant, she saw not only the faint black smoke emitted from the body of the Luojia, but also wisps of green light, constantly pouring out from his palms, moving towards her arms, and finally merging into her body.

After half a cup of tea.

Passing Heart slowly tightened the pinched five fingers, and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, "That's it, that's the power of those necromantic zombies last night?" ”

"That's right, it's their anger and resentment that have been condensed for thousands of years." Na Luojia looked at the hand he had just grasped the passing heart, the black mist in the palm of his hand was dissipating little by little, and suddenly his face was a little distorted: "The moment you melt into your body, is there a kind of empathetic sadness?" ”

Lost his heart was slightly stunned and nodded, "They are indeed very pitiful. ”

"Pathetic?" Na Luojia sneered and stared at the Dead Heart, "That means I'm cruel. “

"The subordinates didn't mean that!" The Dead Heart immediately knelt down.

"Alright, let's get up." Na Luojia looked at the person in front of him and stood up tremblingly, his cold face suddenly turned a little calm, "Your thoughts, of course I understand, but you are different from them, their fate has been decided to be this result more than a thousand years ago. ”

"Yes, thank you, master." The voice of the deceased heart was obviously trembling, because of fear, and there was a sudden extra power in her body, which was jumping up and down at the moment, although she tried her best to restrain the coldness, but her body still couldn't help but tremble.

"When Yuan Cen fought with them last night, Gongsun Ling's clothes kept flashing with bright light, but after the anger dissipated, the light also dimmed, judging from Yuan Cen's reaction, it should be it." His hands clenched into fists, trying to stabilize his body that was about to shake.

"Well, as I expected, it did." Na Luojia smiled with satisfaction, and the expression on his face instantly became indifferent again, "Gongsun Ling, you continue to pay attention to it secretly, anyway, that thing is not important to me now." However, those who covet it have been looking for it for more than two thousand years, and now, I am afraid that they are ready to move. ”

He wondered: "However, according to Xiaotian Xiaolong's observation and report these days, those people in the Wandering Cloud Sect have not made any changes during this time, except for constantly sending people down the mountain to find the missing disciple, aren't they afraid of being preempted by others?" ”