Mo Junxuan came out of the cabin, walked to the stern, looked behind, faintly, and could see a shadow of a ship behind him.

But the boat behind him was still far away from theirs, so he couldn't see what was going on on it.

At this moment, Chen Yuan and Jin Muchen also came out, they walked to Mo Junxuan's side and stood still, and looked at the boat behind them that was wearing the sound of flutes.

"Who is this? Do you know? Jin Muchen asked curiously.

He hadn't experienced the last time he went to Yuhuang City in the past, and he didn't know what had happened.

Just now he was drinking tea with Chen Yuan, and when he saw that Chen Yuan heard the sound of the flute, he put down the teacup and came out, so he came out with him.

Mo Junxuan frowned, and said with a calm face: "I don't know." ”

Don't recognize? Jin Muchen's face was inexplicable, why didn't he recognize him? Is it just to listen to the sound of the flute?

"I also heard the sound of the flute last night, it should be this person, right?" Chen Yuan said.

When Mo Junxuan heard this, his thin lips pursed tightly, he remembered the state of the night with the wind, and the fact that he was inexplicably used as a punching bag, and he was in a bad mood.

"Third son, do you think it's strange?" Chen Yuan said again: "I remember that last time on the Weiling River, we also followed the wind and they took a boat, and then it seemed that we also heard the sound of this flute, this time we followed the wind and they were in the same boat, and heard this strange sound of the flute, you said, this, will it all be a person?" ”

It's not that his memory is too good, but the sound of the flute, as well as the sound of the flute in the wind, are too special! It's hard for him to remember!

Mo Junxuan looked at the shadow of the ship in the distance, and said with a calm face: "Maybe." ”

He had thought so before.

Chen Yuan's expression became serious, and he continued: "Then if this man is the descendant of the Phantom Sound Demon Xiao who snatched a piece of blueprint fragment in Yuhuang City, and Sui Feng knows him...... Then this one is ...... with the wind."

Chen Yuan didn't say anything further when he said this, but the meaning of his words was obvious, that is, he suspected that Cen Xiyan had colluded with this.

Mo Junxuan pursed his lips and was silent for a long time, which was also the last thing he wanted to think about......

Jin Muchen listened to it for a long time, and then couldn't help but interject: "Are you suspicious, Suifeng's identity?" Don't you know him well? Don't you know the details of his identity? ”

"Uh......" Chen Yuan grinned and said, "That young man named Suifeng...... I've always been a mysterious person......"

When Jin Muchen heard this, his face was thoughtful, a person from the rivers and lakes, Chen Yuan can give a "mysterious" evaluation, and he can also make Lord Shuo attach great importance to it, it must not be a simple character.

At this time, Mo Junxuan finally spoke, "If you can't confirm something yet, don't guess it randomly!" ”

Chen Yuan blinked in astonishment, what he said was obviously reasonable and well-founded, why was it called random speculation?

Mo Junxuan turned around and walked towards the cabin.

As he walked, he said, "It's not too early, let's go back and rest!" ”

After speaking, the pace was faster, and in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared on the splint.

Chen Yuan and Jin Muchen watched Mo Junxuan's figure disappear in a daze, and then they glanced at each other, both of them with a blank face.

They all sensed that Mo Junxuan's mood was not quite right.

"Third son, he ......" Chen Yuan muttered, but he didn't know what to say next.

Jin Muchen stretched out his hand and patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, and said, "The third prince may really regard that little brother who follows the wind as a friend, as for what is going on in this situation you said, I think the third prince has his own ideas in his heart, so don't worry about it first." ”

Chen Yuan scratched his head and said a little innocently: "I actually didn't say anything......

"Alright, let's go back and rest."

Chen Yuan nodded, and went back to his cabin side by side with Jin Muchen.

……

Cen Xiyan was lying on his bed, covering his ears all the time, forcing himself not to listen to the annoying sound of the lingering and disturbing flute.

But the sound of the flute kept coming from her fingers and into her ears.

She tossed and turned over and over on the bed in frustration, and her heart was unspeakably troubled.

Such unstable emotions stimulated her blood to boil again, her face was flushed, she was sweating profusely, there was not much time, and the sweat soaked the sheets!

Cen Xiyan tossed around on the bed like this for a long time, and he didn't even notice when the sound of the flute stopped.

She gasped for breath like a fish that was about to suffocate without water, and she felt like she was about to faint again......

At this moment, a cool breeze blew through the window of her cabin.

The cool breeze blew into the room and down to the side of her bed......

Then, Cen Xiyan suddenly felt that the "wind" lifted her to sit up, and a burst of cold jade cool air instantly soaked into her skin, along the skin, and then into her blood, her meridians......

The coolness soothed her boiling blood, and she almost groaned in harmony.

Immediately, her spirit was also lifted, and her mind suddenly regained a trace of clarity.

At this time, Cen Xiyan reacted, it was not a cool breeze invading her body at all, but someone was injecting true qi into her meridians!

Such a special internal force full of cool breath, she has only seen it in one person!

At the beginning, she was in the suburbs of Yuhuang City, and the blood boiling disease attacked, and Mo Xianyun, who was known as Drunken Liuyun at that time, injected such true qi into her body to dissolve her blood boiling disease.

At this moment, Cen Xiyan smelled the familiar refreshing breath coming from the person behind him, how could he not know who was coming......

Her cherry lips opened slightly, and her voice was hoarse and spit out a word, "You ......"

"Don't speak......," the man behind her interrupted her voice and said, "Close your eyes, concentrate, run your meridians, and don't think nonsense." ”

Cen Xiyan heard Mo Xianyun's familiar voice, and his tears almost fell......

"Don't cry, be good, you won't feel bad soon...... Mo Xianyun stretched out a hand from behind her back, wiped away the tears in her eyes, and whispered in her ear.

Cen Xiyan didn't speak again, obediently closed her eyes, concentrated, felt the cool and comfortable internal force swimming in her body, and absorbed and refined it with her heart.

After more than an hour, Mo Xianyun stopped flowing into Cen Xiyan's body and leaned on her bed a little weakly.

At this moment, Cen Xiyan is still meditating and has not woken up......

Mo Xianyun rested for a while, then turned to the front of Cen Xiyan, and looked at her little face wet with sweat greedily by the moonlight......