"Peony won't come." He Yuting told Huang Qiu decisively.

Huang Qiu's expression was complicated and strange. It seems that she had expected that Peony would not come, and seemed to be expecting Peony to come over desperately. Now He Yuting gave her an answer, which broke the obsession in her heart, but made people show a relieved expression. She looked at the sky and told He Yuting with a smile: "It's already afternoon." ”

Of course He Yuting knew that it was afternoon, did she have to say it? Looking at Huang Qiu's sincere and harmless smiling face, He Yuting's heart moved. At the same time, a dinging in her head turned out to be an email. It was Erlang Zhenjun who sent it, the content was very simple, saying that he was still stranded in Fenghua Valley, and it was estimated that it would be midnight when he came back today, so let He Yuting not wait for him and play his own. This email, which is similar to "report safety", suddenly made He Yuting's face collapse, and the storm was coming.

The human heart is fickle.

Looking at the plain meaning of Erlang Zhenjun's letter, there seems to be no wind and waves. He was in a hurry to come back when he went out in the morning, why didn't he rush back when he arrived in Maple Valley? He Yuting immediately replied to an email and asked what happened.

This time, Jiro Makun was slow to reply to emails. It was so slow that He Yuting thought he wouldn't reply to the email, and the system prompt rang. The content turned out to be only two words: "It's okay".

He Yuting's face was cloudy and it was about to rain. It feels like a young couple who have to be separated from each other through a mobile phone. When the love is in full swing, the phone keeps texting non-stop, and any text message that doesn't have much meaning is sent over, and the other party is back in seconds, as if he is waiting for her to send a message in front of the mobile phone. When the enthusiasm cooled down a little, the man ignored it, and only felt annoyed when he saw the caller ID and SMS messages, and the time to reply to the letter became longer and longer, and the affection between the lines became weaker and weaker.

What's going on?

He Yuting only felt a grievance in her heart, and her eyes became sour. Could it be true that Yao Qianyi said it into a prophecy?

No, it won't. Jiro Zhenjun won't change his mind. I want to think about it, and the argument is the confession, but in the morning, Erlang Zhenjun looked at Jiuxiao Xuan's eyes, and unconsciously overlapped with the eyes that said "never hand her over" last night. He Yuting vaguely recalled that she couldn't tell what kind of emotion the burning light in Erlang Zhenjun's eyes was in.

"Peony is really not coming." Huang Qiu sighed in her ear again inexplicably.

He Yuting suddenly felt extremely irritable. "He's a boss who keeps running outside like something, so naturally he has to nest in the Dihua Palace and not come out." As soon as these words came out, He Yuting's heart suddenly burst out, and she always felt that she had ignored a certain detail.

Huang Qiu rolled her eyes beside her, and for a while she focused her gaze on the void, as if she was looking at something. The corners of Huang Qiu's mouth outlined a strange smile. Seeing He Yuting looking over, her eyes flashed slightly, and she withdrew from the virtual realm with a smile. "Hehe, if the peony doesn't come, it won't come. Anyway, our Sky Weeping Forest has also finished fighting, and we don't need to rely on the divine power of the big boss anymore. Xiao Wu, if there is nothing wrong, I am going to go to the Longmen Desert to have a look. Are you past today? When the four of them were typing, Yao Qianyi sent an email to all the members of the gang and arranged for several teams to take turns to be stationed in the Longmen Desert to catch horses. He Yuting and others were all arranged in the horse hunting team the day after tomorrow. However, He Yuting and the three immediately replied to the email, canceled the registration, and did not want to participate in the horse hunting operation. Huang Qiu is different, she is an elder. Even if you don't catch the horse yourself, you have to go over and help maintain order when you have time. He Yuting suppressed the strange feeling that kept bubbling in her heart - she thought that Erlang Zhenjun had just sent an email asking Huang Qiu to help take care of the three of them, but it seemed that it was not the same thing at all.

He Yuting shook her head and rejected Huang Qiu. "No, we're going to leave for Tianzi Peak to play the book."

"Now that I hit Tianzi Peak, Meat T can still get mission points?" Huang Qiu glanced at Rou T curiously.

Meat T waved his hand widely. "Of course ......"

He Yuting glared at him.

Meat T hurriedly lowered his arm. "Just go and have fun, and visit relatives and friends in Nanping Mountain by the way." He glanced at Blood Yin and muttered, "Go visit Blood Yin's former relatives and friends." ”

That's right! He Yuting really wanted to slap him hard instead of Xueyin.

Fortunately, Huang Qiu said, she looked left and right, said cherished and covered her mouth and left. When she was gone, Xueyin didn't say a word, and slammed it on the door of his head first. Meat T stumbled forward and stood back in place obediently. "Know it's wrong?" Bloodyin asked briefly.

"I'm sorry...... Meat T honestly apologized, and got into a fight with Blood Yin again. Yao Qianyi just forget it, why do you have to guard against Xiao Qiuqiu? She's a good person! ”

He Yuting slapped over. Xueyin said coldly: "Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, no matter how easy you confess to others, even if you have nine lives, it is not enough for you to abolish it." ”

He Yuting was stunned by Xueyin's sentence "Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts", she remembered Yao Qianyi's "people's hearts are fickle", and involuntarily looked in the direction of Fenghua Valley. The little black beast lurking in her mind seemed to raise its head and look in the same direction. Different from He Yuting's complaining eyes, the black beast's eyes were all blood-colored, and his whole body was surging when he stared into the void......

"Little Wu, you better go back to the gang and wait for Erlang Zhenjun to come back." Xueyin said, "Don't go to Tianzi Peak." ”

"Nope! I'll go. He Yuting came back to her senses and smiled reluctantly. I'm also a quest progress booster. Maybe you have to trust me for this trip to Tianzi Peak. The black beast hidden in his heart seemed to let out a low roar, and slowly closed his eyes and curled up into a ball of false sleep again. But He Yuting had a feeling that it would not be long before this little beast would break out and set off a bloody storm. Only by staying away from Taiyuan, a giant city with a peaceful appearance, will the thoughts in her heart gradually subside...... This scene was so familiar to her, so familiar that it was terrifying in her heart. Thousands of years ago, it was not for nothing that Jiuxiao Xuan chose the path of demon falling.

He Yuting silently followed Blood Yin and Flesh T. The three of them packed takeaway in the canteen, and then hired a carriage from the world coachman, all the way to Nanping Mountain.

Running all the way, she felt a lot calmer. It's a big deal that the water will flood the earth, and the soldiers will block it. Now that she has gotten together with Erlang Zhenjun, are you still afraid of traitors? Besides, the situation is different now, the heavenly realm, military chaos, extermination, and demon ...... Therefore, the past that entangled Jiuxiao Xuan has disappeared with Jiuxiao Xuan's death. It's just - He Yuting's footsteps stagnated slightly, Erlang and Peony don't call themselves Yulang, and she doesn't call Jiuxiao Xuan anymore, and that woman ...... Why is it still Nine Heavens?

"It's here!" The carriage had not yet stopped, and Blood Yin jumped out of the carriage first.

He Yuting was the last to get off the bus. Suddenly I saw a beautiful scenery of wind and sunshine, compared with the red clouds that Taiyuan City has been pressing on the top of the head, Nanping Mountain is simply a paradise. The mountains are undulating, and the Yangtze River, with its clear and wide water, reaches from the southeast to the northwest. It's more like a real world than a real game. The air was fresh, the birds were chirping, and the wind smelled of damp soil. The sound of the river is endless, and occasionally the voice of people is high or low in response to the situation.

He Yuting couldn't help but have a thought: if she could live in seclusion here in the future, it would be her greatest happiness.