After a jar of wine bottomed out, he got up leisurely, stretched out his right hand and stroked the words on the tombstone, and said softly: "Mother, this is probably the last time." ”

After the words fell, he turned around and walked back slowly.

And this scene was completely seen by Shen Yebai, who was sitting on the branch of the big locust tree not far away.

After Rong Zhiwei left for a long time, Shen Yebai turned over and jumped off the tree, walked to the tomb of Rong Zhiwei's mother, and bowed respectfully: "I will protect her in my own way." I will always remember the promise of that year. ”

After half a gust of wind, the wine jar she casually placed on the slope was completely blown down, and it rolled crookedly for a little way before stopping.

He always knew that her heart was like a mirror.

Only this time, she went on a mission and did not consult with him in advance, nor did she go with him.

I just didn't look at her for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the Demon Sect couldn't see her anymore.

The man dressed in white stood under the tree outside the house, sighed slowly, looked at the few leaves that had fallen due to the autumn, and said softly: "Night moon." ”

A dark-colored man in a dark suit hidden in the shadows appeared following the sound, landed beside Shen Yebai, and saluted him.

"Childe."

Shen Yebai looked into the distance, his gaze was a little unreal: "Are things ready?" ”

Yeyue replied, "It's all ready." ”

Calculate the time, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the wife of the martial arts alliance leader will probably be able to arrive today, so tonight should be the best time for Rong Zhiwei to do it: "Tomorrow evening, I will send someone to send the prepared things to the major forces." ”

"Yes, Childe."

He waved his hand, and the night moon disappeared into the darkness again.

Seeing the last trace of afterglow disappear, Shen Yebai smiled faintly, and turned back to the room in a very good mood, he believed that he would be able to completely rescue Rong Zhiwei from the deep pool of the Demon Sect in a few days.

Over the years, Shen Yebai has almost understood Rong Zhiwei's whole person, her temperament, her thoughts, her illness, and even her persistence.

He also knew that what he was going to do was contrary to what she had been guarding, but he could only do this, because only this way could he free her.

The living cannot be imprisoned by something that has already died.

As he thought, Rong Zhiwei was indeed a person who came out of the Demon Sect and came to the maiden home of the wife of the martial arts alliance leader alone, the Mo'an Hou Mansion.

I sat down in a nearby teahouse and had a leisurely meal, just waiting for the night to fall.

When the time was almost ripe, Rong Zhiwei set up a light effort and entered the Hou Mansion of Mo'an, easily bypassed the guards in the courtyard, and then waited for the opportunity to stun the two secret guards, and then touched into the Hou Mansion and gave the room of the second son of the master of the Wulin League.

At this time, the dinner party in the Hou Mansion had only been dispersed for a short time, and the little young master was pulled by his mother to talk to his grandmother, and he cried out for sleepiness after a while.

The wife of the alliance leader had no intention of leaving, and when she saw her youngest son yawning, she sent the maid beside her to send the little young master back to the room.

And the wife of the alliance leader is still talking to her mother.

After the personal maid led the little master into the courtyard, Rong Zhiwei in the room had already noticed it, and quickly jumped up and sat on the beam.

The two pushed the door in, and she held her breath.

After a long time of tiring travel, the little master fell asleep leisurely after lying on the couch, saying that he was not willing to move again, and the maid had to find a towel to scrub his hands and face for him, and then took off the little master's shoes and robe, covered the quilt and everything was done, and then left the room.

After a while, Rong Zhiwei turned over and jumped off.

fluttered on the side of the bed, there was still a candle on the table, and by the light she naturally saw the appearance of the second son of the master of the martial arts league, a seven-year-old boy, and the white and pure birth was distressing.

It's a pity that Rong Zhiwei has never experienced this mood.

Just took out a small bottle from her sleeve with a little heaviness, unplugged the stopper, and poured the transparent liquid in the bottle into his mouth, and in the end she still didn't kill him in a bloody way, but just took it in the room for a long time before Shen Yebai was like a sloppy one.

How could the seven-year-old son be vigilant, he was already asleep, and he instinctively swallowed the liquid in his mouth.

Rong Zhiwei pursed her lips, put away the bottle in her hand, and when she reached out to extinguish the candle light on the table, she paused, looked back at the child sleeping quietly on the couch, and left the room cleanly.

That lamp can be regarded as lighting the way to reincarnation for him.

By the time she returned to the Demon Cult, it was late at night.

Quietly entered his room in the dark, took off his coat and climbed into bed.

She thought that Shen Yebai had fallen asleep, but she didn't want to be pulled into her arms by the person next to her as soon as she lay down.

"You haven't slept yet?"

Rong Zhiwei was taken aback.

Shen Yebai wrapped her whole person in his arms, and pulled the short hair next to her ear behind her ear with his right hand: "I can't sleep without you by my side." ”

The corners of her lips were dyed with a slight smile: "I'm afraid I can't change this habit." ”

The two were arranged by their mother to sleep together since they were children, and it was five or six years in a flash, when she realized the difference between men and women and wanted to sleep separately, she found that the two were completely accustomed to each other's existence, and if there was no other person around, they couldn't sleep.

On the third day of sleeping separately, the eyes of the two were hung with black green, and Rong Zhiwei finally compromised and moved back.

"If you can't change it, then you won't change it." He replied.

Rong Zhiwei's smile grew, stretched out her arms around his neck, and put her head on his chest: "Then if you marry a wife in the future, won't we want the three of us to sleep together?" ”

Without saying anything, he knocked her on the head, but his tone was amused: "Why three people, if I marry you, won't all these troubles be saved." ”

"When did you have such a mind and actually want to marry the Demon Sect Master?"

Shen Yebai bowed his head: "I thought that you knew my thoughts a long time ago. ”

As soon as the words fell, he kissed her on the lips.

Softly like a feather, it landed on her lips.

After all, it was in bed, and he didn't dare to get too angry with her, so he just kissed her gently for a long time.

When he let go of her, the tip of his tongue swept over her lips, inevitably with some provocative meaning.

Rong Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, her face turned red in the dim room, she immediately let go of his neck, reached out to cover her lips, looked at him close at hand with big eyes, and said angrily: "Shen Yebai! ”

But he smiled, stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, and then imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows: "In this way, I don't blame you for not taking me with you." ”

"You..."

When she was about to say something, she was blocked by Shen Yebai's fluttering words: "Hurry up and sleep, otherwise I'm afraid that I won't wait for us to get married, and I'll eat you." ”