Chapter 172: The fate is not over

"I promise you, I'm sorry." Mu smiled and bowed slightly.

Shen Yan looked at Mu Yan and smiled: "You can be regarded as apologizing to me, if you have a chance to meet in the next life, I will definitely save you." ”

Listening to Shen Yan's words, Mu Yanxiao remembered what happened in the well at that time, so she smiled: "You are really resentful. ”

"Let's go." Shen Yan said, thinking of the immortal book: "By the way, you go back and help return the immortal book to the junior brother." “

Mu smiled and nodded, reached out to grab Shen Yan's arm, and left with him.

Sending Shen Yan away, Mu Yanxiao and the man in the light blue robe came to the wooden house where Shen Yan had lived for fifty years.

"Didn't he leave here?" Mu smiled and pushed the door into the wooden house and asked.

The man in the light blue robe wiped the bottom of his nose and said, "At that time, I deliberately said it was yours, I'm sorry." ”

"I know." Mu said with a smile, turning his face to look at Shen Yan, who was lying on the wooden collapse, and his eyes sank.

"How do you...."

"That's all in the past, don't talk about it again." Mu interrupted with a smile, and walked up to the wooden couch.

The man in the light blue robe sighed without saying anything, and was just about to take a step, when an old voice came from his ear: "Come out." ”

"Okay." The man in the light blue robe recognized the owner of the voice and said, "That, I'll go out for a while and come back soon." ”

Mu smiled and didn't speak, and stopped on the edge of the couch.

The pale blue-robed man turned and walked out of the cabin.

"You're here." He looked at the white-haired old gentleman not far away.

The old gentleman stepped forward and looked at the open wooden house door: "Shen Yan is gone." ”

"Hmm." The pale blue-robed man nodded.

The old gentleman sighed lightly: "This is fate, but the girl in it is indeed very similar to my apprentice, if you have the opportunity to help convey it, if she meets my apprentice in the future, she will definitely lead him to become an immortal." ”

"Why didn't you say it yourself?" The man in the light blue robe asked in a low voice.

The old gentleman said: "You have also seen my attitude towards that girl before, if I say it now, where do you let my old face go." ”

The man in the light blue robe scratched his forehead, remembered something and asked, "By the way, Shen Yan said before that Mu Yanxiao still remembered the incident when he went to the rattan spirit and was pushed down by him on the clouds, that was your doing." ”

"Yes, I originally wanted Mu Yan to laugh and hate him, so as to dispel Shen Yan's heart to find a mortal woman, because I knew that Shen Yan would definitely be pitted by a mortal woman, who knows," the old gentleman shook his head and sighed: "It didn't work." ”

"In that case, their fate can't end here."

"To lead Shen Yan to become an immortal in the future, don't tell Mu Yanxiao first, I think they will meet again." The old gentleman said.

"I understand." The pale blue-robed man nodded.

The old gentleman turned and left without saying a word.

The corners of the pale blue robe's mouth rose slightly, and he turned and walked towards the wooden house.

In the wooden house, Mu looked at Shen Yan, who was lying there quietly and had grown old, with tears on his face, and said, "I will definitely give you the best funeral, Shen Yan." With that, she bent her knees and slowly knelt beside Shen Yan's couch.

"Are you alright?" The man in the light blue robe walked into the room and looked at Mu Yanxiao's back, and asked in a low voice.

Mu Yanxiao covered his hand on Shen Yan's cold hand and said, "Things have been arranged, let's get ready." ”

The man in the light blue robe let out a 'hmm' and said, "My name is Xu Lanyan." ”

"I see." Mu smiled indifferently in response, took his hand away and wiped the tears from his face.