In Mu Hui's impression, Xian Yurui has always been a high-ranking son. He was silent and elegant, but the Xian Yurui he had seen recently was completely different from what he had remembered. I've seen him many times, but I'm starting to think that he's also a normal man, and that's from this moment.

The masters of Yongning Temple had already begun to rest in zazen. Hearing that the little master said that the young master of the Xian Yu family was here, he immediately walked out.

The master was wearing a monk's robe, looked at Xian Yurui with concern on his face, and asked with concern, "How can you get hurt?" Young Master Xianyu, please let me show you the wound. ”

There is only one oil lamp burning in the room, and the flickering candlelight illuminates the simple furnishings of the room. Mu Hui helped Xian Yurui to lie flat on the bed, the master saw that Xian Yurui's clothes on his left shoulder were all dyed red, his brows furrowed slightly and said, "The room is too dark, go and light two more lights." ”

The little master Mariel went out, and after a while came over with two lamps and lit them. The room suddenly brightened up a lot.

Xian Yurui sighed and said, "Master Kongjing, I don't come to your temple often, the room is quite nervous, and I really can't help but keep the room for me." ”

Master Kongjing smiled and said, "Xian Yu Gongzi is a distinguished guest of my temple, even if you don't come all year round, I won't give this room to anyone else." ”

As he spoke, he had already removed Xian Yurui's shirt. Xian Yurui's skin is shiny, and his strong muscles are dyed red. Mu Hui immediately turned her face away.

After about a quarter of an hour, the little master took out a basin of blood. She heard Master Kongjing breathe a sigh of relief and said, "It's not in the way, although there is a lot of bleeding, it doesn't hurt your muscles and bones." I've cleaned your wound and put medicine on it, and you'll be fine in a few days. I'll let Shimizu take care of you during this time. ”

Xian Yurui smiled and said, "Master Kongjing, don't bother Master Qingshui, don't I take someone to take care of me?" ”

After speaking, Xian Yurui glanced at Mu Hui, and Master Air Purification glanced thoughtfully in Mu Hui's direction and insisted: "It's okay for two people to take care of you." I'll let the water bring me for dinner, and you can rest early. I'm going to give this girl a place to live, so I'll take my leave. ”

After speaking, he motioned for Mu Hui to go out with him, and the two of them left the room.

Xian Yurui glanced at Master Kongjing, and his heart was very unhappy. Originally, he thought that Mu Hui could take care of him day and night, so that even if they didn't have the name of husband and wife, he would definitely not marry Nanrong Muhan.

Mu Hui had been to Yongning Temple many times before, but this was the first time she had come to the guest room in the backyard. Only the dignitaries in the capital are qualified to live here, and these ordinary people just burn incense and worship the Buddha and leave.

She followed Master Empty Purity to a small private room.

"Miss Muhui, my temple has always been more nervous, and I can only wronged the girl tonight, please forgive me."

"It's okay for the master, just have a place to sleep. Thank you for taking care of you. ”

"Qing Shui will send vegetarian food to the girl later, and the girl will rest early after eating."

After a few simple explanations, he left. Although the room is small, there is only a bed, the porcelain white teapot on the table is still steaming, and there are two pink chrysanthemums in the vase on the windowsill, which makes people feel warm when they look at it. She thought to herself that this empty purification master was really careful, and even the tea was ready. No wonder this Yongning Temple has always had many pilgrims.

Yu Feiyang stood on the maple tree outside Yongning Temple, and the autumn wind made a rustling sound from the leaves. He tried many times but could not enter the Yongning Temple.

The surroundings of Yongning Temple seem to have been enchanted, and only humans can enter it. A spirit Gu like him could only wait outside.

His face was pale, and he didn't know if the Hu family and Nanrong Muhan in this temple had arranged for someone to assassinate him. Although the spirit Gu named Zhang Peng would definitely not be able to enter, if he arranged for his subordinates to enter, Mu Hui would be very dangerous.

He was a little anxious, because after Mu Hui entered Yongning Temple, he didn't even have a sense between them. He had never been so worried. He circled around Yongning Temple and finally stopped at the branch. Yongning Temple is protected by high-ranking monks who have attained the Tao, and even if he has practiced for hundreds of years, he cannot compete with them.

Zhang Peng, who was in the distance, watched Yu Feiyang standing outside the temple, and he was relieved. When he meditated on the spot to heal his wounds, a mouthful of blood spat out.

He didn't expect that this Yu Feiyang's skill was much higher than his own. His injuries were a little severe, he sighed, walked to the side of the path, whistled at the night sky, and disappeared on the forest path on horseback.

He returned to the Qingzhu Garden in Nanrong Mansion, where Nanrong Muhan was taking a rose bath in the bathhouse. The whole room was filled with the steam of roses. She soaked her whole body under the water, with only her head exposed, and from time to time she would stretch out her slender arm and stick rose petals to her face.

Zhang Peng asked puzzledly: "At this time, the roses have already withered, where did you find so many rose petals?" ”

Nanrong Muhan smiled and said, "There are also some petals that were planted in the warm room. How about she's dead? ”

Zhang Peng's face was a little ugly, he held back the pain and said softly: "Nanrong Muhui is followed by a spirit Gu, his Taoism has been hundreds of years, to say the least, I am not his opponent." She fled to Yongning Temple. ”

"I'm afraid that your sister will stop me, it's okay, I sent a few people to wait for her on the way to Yongning Temple."

"The six men in black you sent have fled, they shouldn't have the courage to come back and return to their lives."

Nanrong Muhan: "Oh! He stood up from the tub. She roared angrily, "What do you say! So she's still alive now? ”

Zhang Peng nodded and said, "Yes, she is in Yongning Temple with Xian Yurui." That Spirit Gu can't enter the Yongning Temple like me, and now is a good time to kill her. ”

Nanrong Muhan walked to the screen lightly, took the clothes and put them on her body unhurriedly, she walked to Zhang Peng's side, and suddenly a rose fragrance engulfed Zhang Peng.

She smiled and said, "Okay, I got it." I don't blame you for the rest, and you'll be with me tonight......"

Zhang Peng was very willing, but as soon as his hand was placed on her wet hair, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spit it in the bathtub. Red blood mixed with red rose petals rippled.

Mu Han immediately panicked and said, "Zhang Peng! What happened to you? How so? ”

In her heart, Zhang Peng is omnipotent, no matter who she wants to kill, if she doesn't have to do it herself, that person will disappear. He also loves and cares for himself in every way. She likes this man who is cold on the outside but a fire on the inside. Crossing into this world, this is the only person she feels is worth staying.

Zhang Peng hugged her and said softly: "I'm fine, but I'm a little injured, just rest for a few days." I may not be able to help you in this period of rest, you have to be careful. ”

Mu Han's sudden nervousness made her a little overwhelmed. She touched his somewhat pale face with trembling hands and said, "Good recuperation, recuperation!" Okay, we'll go now. Zhang Peng: You must not have anything to do. ”

Zhang Peng said with a gentle smile on his face: "Fool, how can I be in trouble." As long as you're there, I'll be fine. Don't worry, I'm just a little injured. ”