Ye Feng stopped knocking heavily on the gate of Wufu, and the tears that he couldn't stop wanted to snatch out of his eyes.

Wu Wuqing quietly hid behind the door and did not open the door for a long time.

Ye Feng withdrew his hand suddenly, and heard from the people who lived nearby that Wu Wuqing had returned to the mountains and forests, and had taken their son Mu Fan with him.

"Here...... No one lives there anymore, and it's all gone. Ye Feng stopped with a sad face and lowered her gaze, yes, she still let the person who loved her the most slip away from her.

Ye Feng stopped pulling the curtain at will, leaped up the high wall, and then landed, she caught a glimpse of Wu Wuqing who was still nostalgic and had not left.

"You ......" Ye Feng was startled, but he didn't expect Wu Wuqing to be there.

She came in this time, just hoping to be able to look back on the good times again, and the little bits and pieces she spent with them, not including Wu Wuqing, but her child Mu Fan...... There are also small milk bags and haolan.

Wu Wuqing held the Dark Lotus Sword and Ye Feng stopped looking at each other, competing with the blazing cold flame.

"At that time...... You stepped out of Wufu and left me and our children desperately in order to dump ...... Pour water on that man, right? Wu Wuqing finally said the words that had been hidden in his heart.

He was dressed in a white robe, and his hair was heroic, but the only difference was that his hair was white, like silver snow descending, and like a meteor fluttering.

Under the wind, the few strands of silver draped on the broad shoulders were particularly conspicuous and shocking, which made Ye Feng stop worrying about his heart.

"You went to Longtan for him, so you went to risk your life and look for him, right?" Wu Wuqing repeated again, his eyes were overflowing with blood marks at that time, and the scars in his heart were also depicted.

"Could it be—our son Mu Fan, do you ignore it?"

Ye Feng's face was unbearable, his face was sad, and he was full of thoughts, as if a thousand sails had passed.

At present, her red dress and water veil are particularly in contrast to the open stamens on the high wall, and she seems to be in the yellow stars, which sway with the wind, dancing in the wind and sorrow.

"I ask you......" Wu Wuqing held his sword, sat on the ground in a white robe, painted the ground as a prison, and waited for her alone, he was waiting for her to make a difficult response.

"Haha." Wu Wuqing sneered, mocking, with a hint of ridicule.

Come to think of it - he shouldn't have asked such a stupid question that made people unable to get off the stage, not only did she not get off the stage, but also put herself in an embarrassing situation, whether she asked this question or not, she responded to him with a series of question marks and ellipses, and never a given answer.

He ...... Where is he at this time? Ye Feng stopped moving his lips and spoke slowly.

"Who?" Wu Wuqing frowned and said, her heart was like a thousand sails, not a taste, she blinked her eyes, and there was a pearl hidden in it, "Are you talking about Mu Fan?" ”

"Right...... Maybe I'm not a competent mother, but after all, I still love our own flesh and blood, I, I ......" Ye Feng's eyes condensed tears, her eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, she loved Mu Fan in her heart, thought about Mu Fan, and thought of Mu Fan.

Only Mu Fan can bring her comfort, give her a trace of relief from boundless pain, and when facing many helpless choices in life, he is her sustenance, her glimmer of light that rises out of the cracks in the darkness.

She covets his taste, like a fish covets aquatic plants, the sun lingers on the budding buds, and dragonflies frolic in the water.

Mu Fan is an indispensable source of faith in her life, since the day he was born, her eyes have never left him for a moment, always worried about it, worried about it.

"Where did he go?" The moment Ye Feng stopped looking at Wu Wuqing, he finally dared to look at him directly again, a mother's love will never change with time, even if she came to Longtan, she always remembered their children in her heart, and she didn't forget it.

That's right, she is weak-hearted, but in Mu Fan's aspect, she can't make concessions.

The wind was silent, and Wu Wuqing stood still in the silence of the wind, his clothes and long belt were moving, but he did not move his heart.

He was like a painting, eternally engraved in Ye Feng's mind at that time.

His slender fingers rested on the white sword called Youlian, although its sword body was shining, and it had turned into a silver star with the passage of time, he did not raise his eyes, he was always in a shallow contemplation that others could not see, silently lowered his head, and stalemate with her.

Is he punishing her now, this situation really makes her unbearable and uncomfortable, he is torturing her, not letting her know the answer, he would rather raise this child alone than let her take care of it, he swears not to let her know what the ending is, when Ye Feng stopped thinking like this, when she fell into this test, she had already lost her dominance, and lost without any suspense.

"Wu Wuqing, I only ask you for this one thing, okay?" Ye Feng stopped choking with tears, his voice was like a broken string, and he no longer had the tactfulness and charm when he played, but was extremely sad.

is the so-called hero who is sad to pass the beauty level, and Wu Wuqing has not been able to pass a level so far, especially at the moment when facing the woman he really likes, that moment, that second.

Wu Wuqing suddenly let go of his clenched palm, arrived at Ye Fengzhu, this woman, and hugged her with both hands back and forth, how could he bear her watching her cry in front of him, how could he bear it......

A lot of unbearable hearts and a lot of entanglements have created such struggles, such hideous faces, and devastation.

His soft hair fell on her, almost integrated with her, breath and breath, breath and heartbeat closely connected, she felt again that he chased out of Wufu at that time, rode a white horse to the gate of the city of Shucheng, wanted to keep her but had to let go of her idea of flying away, overnight, he turned his hair gray for this, and when he left, in order to prevent her from suffering the slightest injury on the way, he also handed her the only ring on his finger, which was his treasure, However, without blinking an eye or remorse, he put the ring full of spiritual power on her finger, he has always loved her, from beginning to end, it has never changed......

However, she hurt him again and again, abandoning him.

"The wind stops, we said okay, in this life and this life, we don't want you to cry your nose for anything anymore." Wu Wuqing stroked her hair, which was naturally stained with a lot of her tears and her bitterness.

His palms were as warm as this, like fire that once melted away the ice and snow that had precipitated in her heart, generous and steady, and every finger was distinct, just as he knew her as a person, but he was still willing to abandon his principles for the sake of his beloved, just to love her and not let her suffer a little grievance.

There are even times when he would rather grieve himself than hurt Ye Fengzhu and hurt this woman he has always loved deeply but couldn't fully get it......

At that time, Ye Fengzhu was reluctant to use a word of "I'm sorry" to resolve the uneasiness in his heart, and felt guilty about this man.

She can no longer say these cruel words, she can only silently accept this fact temporarily, she can't escape, she can't escape the shackles and imprisonment of fate, not for the sake of the child, but also for this poor person who has been persecuted by her again and again!

After embracing her for an unknown amount of time, Wu Wuqing finally detached her hand from her, but there was a lingering warmth in her heart.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see our Mu Fan."

He finally spoke up and made this decision, although his tone was cold, his heart was warm, even if Ye Feng stopped compromising, he was willing to do so......

He wanted her to stay by his side all the time, and that was enough, and he didn't dare to ask too much for all that he had to occupy her.

"Well, our Mu Fan ......" Ye Feng replied with difficulty, yes, it was Mu Fan who was between her and Wu Wuqing, not the child Mu Fan who belonged to her and Dumping Water!

There will never be an answer between her and Dump Ran, and there will never be any unexpected ending!

The only thing that can turn the situation around is probably the stone heart that she has been stubborn about, but now that she has been through so much - how long can she last, how long can she survive? Time waits for no one...... Love has a time limit, and men will have it, but women will not, she will only love this one man in her life, all her life - pouring water. So, she was worried that by the time he got there, he had changed his mind and was far away from their secret lakeshore.

She had already hurt Wu Wuqing enough, she didn't want to hurt him again, and she didn't want him to take her child Mu Fan away because of this.

At the moment, the only step she can make is to obey Wu Wuqing's intentions and make plans and arrangements in the future.

Long Le happened to be drinking in a nearby wine pavilion, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Wu Wuqing and Ye Fengzhu "double stay and double fly" from Wufu, loving and loving, a good pair of fairy couples, but he was still so worried about her safety and life.

"This woman is really a ......" Long Le couldn't help but clench his fists and almost crushed the wine glass in his hand, but he didn't expect it...... He himself would be so worried about a woman, tossing and turning all night, and now seeing her intimate with other men, he suddenly became so angry.

His eyes sank, and he quickly regained his composure, no, he couldn't fall into it anymore, he would go back sooner or later.

He didn't belong to this world in the first place, and if he insisted on making plans to stay, there would definitely be no good end in the end.

"It's just...... He hasn't had the right chance yet, and he can't venture back yet. Long Le muttered to himself, his deep gaze was like a rising and sinking starlight, which was bewitching, and there were several young ladies on the several wine seats next to the wine pavilion who glanced at this side several times, and their eyelids did not blink.