There was a drizzle in the sky, the rain was very thin, and it fell on everyone's hair, at first it was like frost and dew on the hair, and as the time spent standing at the gate of Ruan's mansion, gradually the rain gathered into sweaty dew drops and dripped down the hair, like those sad past events in Han Sumu's heart, and slowly gathered into tears and slipped down from his eyes.

After Han Sumu insisted on leaving the gate of Ruan's mansion, everyone no longer insisted on seeing this Ruan Jingmo, Shi Yingjun called Shi Ziying over, but Shi Ziying was unwilling, and reluctantly turned around and walked towards the Lingluo Inn, along the way, silently following behind Han Sumu's mother and son.

At this time, the morning housekeeper looked at the backs of these people who were far away, and entered the Ruan Mansion with peace of mind, the door of the Ruan Mansion began to close again, the morning housekeeper walked to the door of the study, Ruan Fenglin looked at the flowers and trees in the attic of the courtyard in front of him at the door of the study, and the morning housekeeper walked over and told Ruan Fenglin what had happened.

"They did not accept the money given to them and their mothers and sons. Steward Chen looked at Ruan Fenglin's serious face and didn't dare to say a word more.

"You go down first. Ruan Fenglin said expressionlessly and indifferently.

"Yes. Steward Chen saw that Ruan Fenglin had something on his mind, and he didn't dare to disturb Ruan Fenglin, nor did he dare to ask, so he turned around and left.

Ruan Fenglin quietly looked at the dripping light rain, he thought that he had gotten rid of this dull and boring relationship ten years ago, but he didn't expect that Han Sumu also gave birth to a child, the Jing Mo that Han Sumu knew was just his pseudonym, thinking that he would never meet again in his life, but he didn't expect that ten years had passed, and he could still find his whereabouts, Ruan Fenglin thought that from the day he left Han Sumu, everything would be over.

Ruan Fenglin looked at the rain-soaked flowers and trees in the yard with an indifferent expression in the drizzle. I don't want to think back to the past in the Medicine Spirit Master Hall in the clouds, I don't know what I lost, and I always feel that I am not so happy in my heart.

After sneezing a few times, Ruan Fenglin walked into the study, and the morning housekeeper saw that Ruan Fenglin seemed to have a wind chill, so he asked the back kitchen to make some wind cold medicinal soup and brought it up.

"Master, this is a medicinal soup for the treatment of wind and cold, remember to drink it while it is hot, I will put it here first. Butler Chen saw that Ruan Fenglin was not in a good mood, so he didn't want to disturb, and as soon as he turned around and walked out of the door, Ruan Fenglin's voice and a clanging sound came from inside the house.

"I don't want to see her again, and when I see her, I think of who I was back then. Ruan Fenglin roared angrily, and at the same time, he smashed all the soup and medicine on the table, including the soup and bowl, to the ground, and the bowl of the soup was shattered on the ground, and the medicinal soup was scattered.

Butler Chen stopped, listened quietly at the door for a while, and then quietly left the door of Ruan Fenglin's study. Steward Chen knew in his heart that with Ruan Fenglin's temper, it would be better not to have anyone near him when he was angry.

Ruan Fenglin looked at the bowl broken on the ground, slapped his hand on the table angrily, and suddenly remembered what Feng Lingzhuo said yesterday about the arrival of the Phoenix God in Hopeless City, the Lord of the Phoenix Divine Clothes.

"Butler Chen, come in. Ruan Fenglin shouted loudly to Steward Chen, and Steward Morning immediately walked in when he heard it.

"Let's investigate, what are those people who are with the mother and son doing?" Ruan Fenglin said indifferently, looking at Steward Chen with an expressionless face, the crazy emotions on his face just now, when he remembered what Feng Lingzhuo said about the phoenix divine clothes, suddenly became a lot calmer.

"Yes. Butler Chen squatted down, cleaned up the broken medicine bowl and medicine juice on the ground, and then walked out the door.

"You go and investigate the people who were with the mother and son....." The morning housekeeper was talking to a few guards, and the guards nodded after listening to the things arranged by the morning housekeeper, went to change their clothes, and walked towards the door.

Han Sumu's mother and son and everyone were walking in the market, the drizzle mixed with the coolness of the breeze, and the direction they walked was the Lingluo Inn, looking at Han Sumu's lost appearance, everyone didn't want to disturb Han Sumu, just walked silently on the side, but at this time Han Sumu stopped.

"Why don't we go to a bar. Han Sumu forced a smile and turned to look at everyone.

Everyone saw that Han Sumu's smile was actually very far-fetched, but they still nodded, looking at Han Sumu's injury in the past two days, maybe going to get drunk is also a temporary relief. Everyone turned around and walked towards the Muxiang Tavern.

The owner of the Muxiang Tavern is a middle-aged man with a round figure, and the word Muxiang is also the name of the tavern owner, but it looks like a graceful woman's name. Although this boss didn't look very kind a few days ago, but today I saw these young men and women who can drink and fight, and what happened in the Muxiang Tavern a few days ago has already been deeply imprinted in this boss's mind.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Boss Muxiang smiled, and when he saw this group of young people, he kept remembering what he looked like when he was young. Although I have only met them once, I have long remembered their faces.

They walked in and sat down against the wall. Boss Mu Xiang looked at Han Sumu, a weak woman with red and swollen eyes, thinking that this woman couldn't drink, but as soon as he sat down, Han Sumu drank all the wine in a jar, and Boss Mu Xiang was dumbfounded. I wondered where this group of people came from, and the amount of alcohol could be compared to the people in the clouds.

Han Sumu felt much happier after drinking a jar of wine, and everyone looked at this emotionally injured Han Sumu, and let her drink to her heart's content in this Muxiang tavern.

"Drink...."Han Sumu held the wine bowl and drank in a big gulp, regardless of the image of being a woman, which may be the saddest and most depressed appearance of a woman who is hurt by love.

"Do you know what drunkenness and dreams of death are? I want to let the wine that I drink drown the endless sorrow in my heart, but unfortunately the wine that I drink can only be in the stomach, and no matter how much I drink, I can't drown my heart. Han Sumu took the wine bowl and drank it with tears in his eyes.

Those past events are like a luxurious and fragmented dream, waking up from the dream, the wound is still the same, the words are not finished, and the tears flow first.

Hongchen is drunk, drunk Hongchen, looking at a distressing woman like Han Sumu, it makes Mu Butterfly feel an inexplicable sadness in her heart, and Mu Butterfly sits there quietly watching Han Sumu's face is full of silence.

At this time, four men walked in, looked at them, chose a seat close to them and sat down, Xia Gongzi's keen eyes glanced at the sword carried by the man, although the hilt of the sword was not engraved with those familiar triangular marks, but these swords and the momentum of these people drinking wine with bowls could be seen that they were not ordinary sword practitioners.

After the four men sat down, they drank the wine silently, and glanced at the butterfly and the others with their spare eyes, Xia Gongzi had already noticed that he was being targeted, but in order not to startle the snake, Xia Gongzi did not act rashly.

After everyone finished drinking, they were not drunk at all. Walking out of the Muxiang Tavern, the four men followed.

"Someone was following us. Be careful, everyone. Everyone glanced at each other, nodded, and quickened their pace, and the four men behind them also followed and quickened their pace, Xia Gongzi glanced around, and when he walked around a corner, Xia Gongzi stopped the four men with a paper fan.

"Who is following us?" said Xia Gongzi turned and pointed at the four men with a paper fan.

The four men watched Xia Gongzi find them, so they pulled out the sword of the psoas oblique straddle, Xia Gongzi drew a spiritual light from the paper fan, and the four men fought, the four men's swords stabbed at Xia Gongzi, Quartz Jun drew a spiritual light in his hand, blocking the sword that the man stabbed, and the butterfly also flew over, and with a wave of his hand, a blue spiritual light scattered, and the three of them knocked the four men to the ground.

"Say, who sent you to follow us?" said Xia Gongzi pointed at the four men with a paper fan.

The four men looked at Xia Gongzi and didn't say a word, at this moment, four poisonous darts slashed through the stamina of the four men, and the four men fell, and the blood flowed out of the stamina, blending with the thin rain, and flowing along the rain on the ground.

"It's this guy again. Xia Gongzi looked at the same darts as when he was in the Muxiang Tavern a few days ago, and looked around, but there was no trace of anyone.

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