Mo Yan lay on the bed, got up and picked up the empty sachet, and brought his thoughts back to the scene of the pomegranate blossoms, and met Ye Feng, and the fragrance chased down...... Nothing but nostalgia, nostalgia, and nothing else.

He closed his eyes and lowered his eyelashes, letting the time pass by bit and erase the traces of sadness.

There was a scar in his heart, an indescribable pain, a regret that he couldn't get, and his feelings arose spontaneously.

After getting out of bed, Mo Yan raised his sword and swung it, which was the most beautiful dance in the world, and complemented the beautiful swordsmanship.

"Ye Feng stops, you know? For the first time in the world, when I left alone, I was so uncomfortable that I cried and cried and was sad, and you were the only one. Mo Yan said, "It's too late to hug you, at least ...... ...... too"

"Why, it's not you who is by my side?" He raised his fist and slammed it down on the tree.

"It's a pity that there is no meaning anymore, my liking for you, it's just that the clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is fleeting." Mo Yan said, asking rhetorically about resentment, "In your eyes, maybe it's just so ordinary." ”

A day later, after sorting out his thoughts, Mo Yan summoned people and horses, and used Moyuan Pavilion's "shadow chasing" - that is, secret order detectives, to search for clues in all corners of Shucheng, and it was bound to confess that Ye Feng stopped and died, and he couldn't find out, and the dark line of Wuzhuang and the suspects who collected the suspicions were naturally inseparable from the owner of Liu Zhuang.

He must give Ye Feng an explanation for his death, then, in the spirit of heaven, she will also be healthy and quiet. In the next life, goodbye, and recounting the previous edge, it is unforgettable.

In the past few days, for a period of time, Wuzhuang has been made into a miasma by the people of Moyuan Pavilion, and the chickens and dogs are restless.

And the person hiding behind has not yet appeared, just like the evil ghost lurking in the deep forest, the tiger Jiao of Longtan, silent, and there is no wind and grass.

Tong Xiao heard everything about Ye Fengzhu, in fact, he learned about it from a picture album left by Ye Fengzhu in Wuzhuang, which depicted the footprints along the way.

Mo Yan set off, rode on the obsidian, strategized, and returned to Wuzhuang.

For dozens of days, all his subordinates flocked back from all over the country, and he—really deserves to be Youkun.

He knew at least a little about the cause and effect.

The murderer behind the scenes, he is also in his heart, unmoved, like his determination and perseverance, courage and daring, momentum like a rainbow.

"Hmph, Master Mo really underestimated me, did he think I wouldn't see the people he sent to spy on me?" He Xiong said.

The meteor was beside him, holding a sword and chasing the moon, and an arrow rushed up to the clouds, stabbing the secret order detective.

The secret order detectives hurriedly fled back to Moyuan Pavilion and reported to the pavilion master Mo Yan.

Mo Yan let go of his brows and replied, "It's okay, presumably he already knows about it and is on guard."

"Evacuate those people, Wuzhuang's plan has been ineffective."

"It's just a trick, he won't be so stupid as the lord of the four seas."

"Yes, Pavilion Master." The men stepped back.

"But...... I'm going to find out who is behind it. Mo Yan pursed the corners of his mouth and said, and couldn't help but have a trace of bitter ripples.

The peach petal eyes can't help but be a little melancholy.

"Before he was alive, he didn't do anything for Ye Feng, and if he died, he would be blamed!"

"Hmph, but...... She doesn't know him! ”

Then, he twisted his neck and sighed meaningfully, she was already a person who poured water, and she had a skin-to-skin relationship with him, and now, people die and cannot be resurrected, what is he still fantasizing?

"Ye Feng stopped, why are you like this Toad Palace, so people can't get close?" The slightest cold, drenched over his thin shirt, sleepless companion, long night, looking at the blue ice outside the window lattice, let the fragrance of the dragon saliva, the clouds and the wet fog, after all, still can't escape the night and can't sleep.

"I like it with all my heart, I want to seek goodness from the Buddha, I grieve with my heart, I am sad with my heart, I am difficult to get rid of, and I am bitter and sweet."

"If you don't move west, but you don't hesitate, what is the result of learning from the scriptures?"

"When will you come back......

The sorrow is short, and the sorrow is constant.

In November, on the bowstring, Wu Shuang and others descended from the fairyland, the forest was dyed, and the mountain was full of red leaves. It turns out that the green and yellow at the top of the canopy are soaked into the red glow of the sunset, and the love at dusk is lost, but I don't know that the red that can't be flashed from the eye socket no matter what, is watered by the obsession of many people.

There are also people who go down the mountain early, and there are people who don't go down the mountain, and the lack of Ye Feng's existence will not affect the reputation and pattern of Wuzhuang.

The white streamers hanging under the tassel tree fluttered around with the purple tassel bells, and the second son of the family held a coming-of-age ceremony in the west of the fairyland.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Qin Se melodious, green silk and white silk, his eyes, bright as a bright glow, blowing a bleak autumn wind, autumn fish lying horizontally, hungry and thirsty looking forward to the name of the swordsman who appeared after the winter snow was bright, "safe and sound, happy to be happy" is the purpose of life he abides by, but he will never know that he has forgotten a person, that person, he loved, but now he has deviated from his oath. Each other, in a trance in heaven and earth, separated by the shore of the lake.

All the people in the Tilting Mansion, including the slaves, including the eldest brother Tilt Mengyun and the younger brother Tilt Haolan, all concealed this matter, and from then on, the word "Ye Feng stopped" would never appear again. Once it appears, or someone mentions it, Chen Daifa, the mother of the house, will inevitably turn her face ruthlessly and expel this person out of the door. Niuniu Chinese Network

"You come back to me, Allure City!" The mistress cried out, hysterical, exhausting the last shred of her strength.

"I'm leaving this sad place, since ...... The second brother has amnesia, Ye Fengzhi is also dead, what's the point of me staying! Then, a loud slap landed on the empty courtyard, and he moved the corners of his lips, held back tears, and continued to raise his chin and say, "Now I understand that mother, and father—are merciless people."

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Let's go, let's go...... Go, go! The mistress scolded, bursting into tears, and her swollen eyes glowed with a hollow and traceless light.

"Disaster in the face!" She wiped her tears and sighed with hatred, behind her was the autumn red reflection, and the petals were distinct.

gone, Allure City turned her back and left, and she didn't make any reservations.

He wants to use these two years to forget a person, forget a memory that once belonged to his second brother, and also belong to his heart.

He couldn't meet with his second brother, because—he was afraid, afraid that he would say something that he couldn't keep because of a moment of excitement, and hoped that the next time they met, they would still see the sails as bright as the white moon on the original ship, and also see Ye Feng stop.

Allure City embarked on the road of travel, just like the Dumping Water at that time, and Qiao Nan at that time.

Dumping water lost his memory, and he had a successful success with Gongsun Yangliu, that was the last thing he wanted to see in Dumping City, he didn't want to see it - when he was in the sky, Ye Fengzhu would hide his face and cry because of this.

He, a young man on a white horse, with a green face, a single figure, with courage and confidence, was his only bag, and so on he set off with a whip, wandering the rivers and lakes, forgetting that he had no worries about food and clothing, and sleeping in the open.

Hearing the news, Shui Ran chased after him.

Allure City paused, looked back and asked, "What's the matter, brother?"

A deep love at a glance, and the eyes are like a hook moon in the lake and sea.

The smell of white horses, steaming with the aroma of licorice.

"Why are you leaving?" Pouring water, his curious gaze, stared at him, and questioned him harshly.

The moment he grinned, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go!"

"Well, second brother, I'll be back." Allure City patted the horse's buttocks, and since then they have forgotten each other in the rivers and lakes, and then died in the red dust.

Pouring water and staring at his back for a long time, he took his heart and God back, but his gaze was not yet separated. The grass is fragrant, the grass is green, and it has now become a withered grass. His heart is no longer without her, the water has dried up and become a fish, and the fish no longer needs water, and has long since become a bird and flown away.

"Are you sure you're leaving?" Zhu Suiliang asked Ye Feng to stop.

"Yes, yes." Ye Fengzhu was very sure, and his gaze was firm. She doesn't want to be tied up by anyone anymore, including Zhu Suiliang, who pours out her heart and lungs, selfless dedication, and does not ask for anything in return. She knew that once she received any assistance from him, she would fall into an abyss from which she would never recover, living forever in the shadows of darkness with no freedom. So, she would rather do it...... I would rather give up his care and care for myself, and the reward that does not belong to my efforts is charity, not gift.

"Yes, that's fine, but ...... If, if there is something you need help with, feel free to come to me. Zhu Suiliang said solemnly.

"What are you going to do now?" Zhu Suiliang and Ye Feng stopped discussing.

"I'm going to ...... ...... of Takeso Be a servant. ”

Zhu Suiliang looked puzzled.

"Most of the servants in Wuzhuang recruit people with martial arts skills, and if they perform well and are appreciated by the owner, they will have the opportunity to be swordsmen, so I want to ...... Continue to stay in Wuzhuang and thus continue to fulfill my dreams. Ye Feng stopped and replied.

"Oh, then I understand, I'll do my best to help you." The good way of the people.

"......," Ye Feng hesitated.

"Anything else?" Zhu Suiliang asked.

"No, nothing."

I hope this is the last helping hand he stretches out, and on the road ahead, she is the only one who walks alone, work hard, come on! Ye Feng stopped lowering his eyes and lowered his head, thinking about Fang Xiu.

With no relatives and no friends, she is alone, groping in the dark, how the light can shine again.

This night, sleepless night, she thought a lot. From then on, there is no more connection with the second son and anyone, only her, without any baggage, no Ye Feng, and no Zhu Xuan, she wants to draw a new blueprint - a tomorrow and future that belongs to Murong Qingwan.

The first step is to make it easy.

The second step is to change your personality.

The third step is to disguise and disguise, and keep going until that day.

In this way, no one should know that she is Ye Fengzhu from her line!

When night falls, the stars fall on the roof, and the branches of the trees sway.

If we start tomorrow, it will be a different tomorrow.