The Yuan Dynasty chased the light of the mountains and the peaks of thousands of gorges

Zhuguang Mountain, since ancient times with majestic and beautiful, the charming landscape of Qijun proudly ranks at the head of the three hundred miles of mountains in the north, there are 36 peaks from east to west, each peak is ten thousand green, the landform is strangely beautiful, the rivers and mountains gather ten directions of heroic spirit. The Tianxia faction, a sect that retreats from the world and stays away from the disputes in the rivers and lakes, is hidden here.

Eighteen years ago, this faction was at its peak, and its disciples were all over the five cities, and its purpose was to hoe the strong and help the weak, and to give kindness to the masses, so it was quite admired in the rivers and lakes. Now in this majestic and handsome Qianxia Stream, the "Don't Have a Cave Pavilion" has been built to live in peace, although the world has many doubts, but all of them are envious.

There is no Dongtian Pavilion, including two halls, two floors and four courtyards: the main hall, the Xiangyun hall, the main meeting; side hall, Diao hall, the main family housekeeping; Zhongkang Building, Shubai Building, is the residence of the disciples of Zhuangyou; The four courtyards are at the core of the whole pavilion, which is the inner courtyard of the Tianxia faction, which is named --- Fusi, Panyu, Fengsi, and Qinyue.

The value of the pavilion is that every structural pattern is designed and supervised by the head of the house, the mountains and rivers are chic and secluded, flashy but not luxurious, simple and elegant, full of mind, this pavilion is located in the peerless scenery, can be called "paradise".

Qinyue-in

The moon, quietly climbed up the treetops, the quiet moonlight sprinkled all over the cottage looking south from this window, the house was furnished with sandalwood tables and chairs, and the folding screen, and the small gold wire stove was placed in the center of the bedroom, the spark was warm, and the faint magnolia incense on the few lingered, drifting away, and the cold winter was like being isolated from the house.

But when I saw that on the bed, Mo Xie Lidai's eyebrows were stretched, her thick eyelashes covered her gorgeous eyes, and her fat skin was slightly tired, and she slowly fell asleep......

The sound of gurgling water, the fragrance of honey and flowers, and the valley where the warbler cries in the mist. Listen, the crisp laughter of two children, the little boy holding a huge leaf, sometimes holding it high above his head, sometimes dragging it all the way, the little girl's hand shaking a white silk silk in the air, chasing, jumping happily! The two of them were barefoot, and under their feet was a path paved with white stones overflowing with water waves.

Suddenly, a thin figure flew over the valley, he held a bow to the sky, and filled the bow with all his strength, the little girl was surprised, wasn't that the little boy next to him? Turning his head, he was literally gone.

"Whoosh" to the top of the valley, the arrow in his hand has left the string, and the cold is straight into the air! Less leaning, "ho" --- colorful light exploded, forcing back to the valley with a thousand momentum!

Everything was too harsh, too sudden, and the little girl couldn't open her eyes no matter how hard she tried, and a darker and more powerful wind had swept in......

"Save him!"

Mo Xie sat up suddenly, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his heart was uneasy. She came to the incense and closed her eyes—the dream she had repeated for more than a decade.

Took a deep breath: "Nightmare." Her eyes were as pale as abyss, and her face was calm.

She is the third daughter of Mo Xietian, the head of the Tianxia faction, who combines wisdom, beauty, and mystery, and is the "Weiyu" in the eyes of the world. At this time, standing in front of the magnolia carved mirror, her black hair is lazy, her eyes are like glass, her eyebrows are not painted but daisy, her lips are not dotted but beautiful, her posture is elegant, and she is smiling and smiling.

The door was gently pushed open, and there was the sound of the north wind whistling outside, Mo Xie Takili did not look back, and the footsteps of the people who came were obviously full of branches.

"Miss, you're dreaming again."

Manzhi is Mo Xie's personal maid, about in her early twenties, with a steady temperament and delicate thoughts, and she has already made tea and handed it over when she spoke. I saw her wearing a purple dress, a fan-shaped bun, red phoenix eyes, a delicate face, and thin and resolute lips.

The two grew up together since childhood, and their relationship goes beyond that of master and servant, and they have a tacit understanding.

"Because of the dream of the southwest, the dream is a cyclamen. No solution. Her eyes flickered, and she bowed her head slightly, "Are you on duty at night?" He took the tea and motioned for Manzhi to sit down.

"It's that I can't sleep, the master of Qianzhu Mountain is coming soon, and I always feel that the head of the house seems to be worried."

Manzhi frowned.

"I feel the same way, is it about my background?"

Mo Xie Takili was calm, she knew since she was a child that she was not born to Mo Xie Tian and Mrs. Yi Zhi, and she was also full of curiosity about the truth of her life experience.

"Who you are has nothing to do with our feelings for you, especially the head and lady." Man Zhi also gave a warm smile, and the magnolia slices on the table had been replaced, "We have to always be with each other." ”

Manzhi is like this, the shortest words can always soak your heart and enlighten your mood.

"Okay."

Mo Xie Takili is so fortunate to have this confidant, everything is in plain sight.

The next morning, Xiangyun Hall

This hall is spacious, about more than ten zhang deep, two rows of rosewood chairs are set up on the left and right sides, six red lacquered log pillars stand majestically behind the chairs, there are plum blossom potted plants beside the columns, in this midwinter season, eight full moon lanterns illuminate the hall brightly, the momentum is magnificent.

At this time, the disciples in the pavilion have been neatly waiting on both sides, and directly in front of him is sitting on the eight-treasure chair with a double lion head face carved with left and right armrests, and it is Mo Yetian, who is over fifty years old, he is wearing a gray satin cloak, with a blood yang knife, a ruddy complexion, slightly white temples, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a cautious gaze, his left hand caressing his beard, and looking out of the door with a solemn expression, as if he is in a hurry.

After a while, two people, an old man and a young man, were introduced outside the hall, wearing tiger skin jackets, snow boots, and long knives for the elderly. The woman behind her was beautiful, wearing a green cotton gown and white dress, with a fair complexion and soft apricot eyes, like a lotus flower.

Mo Yetian strode forward to greet him, his face swept away the previous seriousness, and his loud voice could not hide his joy:

"My brother, I'm looking forward to you!"

"Brother Mo, we haven't seen each other for ten years, so I want to think about it!"

The one who spoke was the master of Qianzhu Cave, Wu Muxiang, who was Mo Xietian's sworn brother, and the two of them clasped each other's hands tightly and greeted each other for a long time.

It turned out that eighteen years ago, when the Tianxia faction was still located in the prosperous capital, the chivalrous and righteous, the famous fourth-generation head Mo Xitian and the shadowless faction "Zuofodi" Bai Minghe, the master of the Qianzhu Cave, Wu Muxiang, and the Sequoia Woman Si Ying, the four of them joined hands to fight righteousness, punish evil and promote good, and regarded them as bosom friends and difficult to find, and married Jinlan. After many years, life has been twisted and turned, and they finally got together, and the two of them felt a lot of emotion.

"How has my third brother been all these years?"

Mrs. Yizhi also misses this righteous brother very much.

Wu Mu Xiang stepped forward and arched his hand:

"Sister-in-law, well! Goodbye today is the favor of God, you take care of your brother-in-law and take care of your children's housework, many hard work, the third brother is here to say hello! ”

Although Mrs. Yizhi is over fifty years old, the years have not left too many traces on her beautiful face, and she is already the mother of four children.

She was dressed in warm golden clothes, a shawl of the same color, a disc-shaped bun, a hairpin with a gold peony hairpin, and her voice was as gentle as water. She was the only descendant of the sword fairy Qingyang Valley Lord, and when she was young, she used a lovesick sword to prestige the rivers and lakes, and then she fell in love with Mo Xietian, faded out of the rivers and lakes, and was willing to wash her hands and make soup for her, achieving a good story.

"Finally met, third brother, you are still arrogant, and now we are reunited, everything is fine!"

Mrs. Yizhi's sentence "everything is fine" can be described as full of thousands of ah.

"Brother and sister-in-law, see you again today, my wish has been granted!"

Wu Muxiang was very excited, and his words were sincere.

"Good! Good! Now I just look forward to meeting Senior Brother Bai Ming and Senior Sister Si again, reuniting brother and sister, and having fun in the world! ”

Mo Yetian held Wu Muxiang, and all the unforgettable fragments of his iron-blooded youth surged in his heart.

Mo Xitian turned around and called:

"Wei'er, Xuan'er, Taki'er, Ji'er, hurry up and meet my third uncle."

"Pingwei, Wen Xuan, Takili, Yun Ji meet the third uncle! Three uncles are blessed! ”

Mo Xie Pingwei, Mo Xie Wenxuan, Mo Xie Takili, and Mo Xie Yunshu came forward to greet together.

Wu Muxiang carefully observed the four people in front of him: Mo Xie Pingwei was the eldest son, tall, with bright eyes and a lofty spirit, which was obviously a reappearance of Mo Xie Tian when he was young; Mo Xiewen Xuan is the second, handsome appearance, elegant atmosphere, agile and introverted is Wumu's impression of him; When he saw Mo Xie Takili in a light blue dress, he was still in a trance, only remembering that when she was a child, she amazed everyone with her intelligence, and at this moment she was clear and dusty, and she was out of the world, especially the eyes that looked like the old man, so beautiful that "Weiyu" got its name; The youngest daughter is the smart and chivalrous Mo Xie Yunji, she practiced swordsmanship early, dressed in orange civilian clothes, still with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and white lips and teeth, making people as energetic as seeing the first light in the morning.

"Okay!" Wu Muxiang nodded in admiration, "What two pairs of children! ”

"This is Sister Lu Shu, but I'm waiting for you!"

Mo Xie Yunxuan loves to be lively the most, and he took the hand of the woman next to Wu Muxiang and shouted in a sweet voice, and did not forget to glance at Mo Xie Wenxuan after speaking. Her actions made the audience laugh, everyone knew that Mo Xie Wenxuan had a marriage object since childhood was the only daughter of the master of Qianzhu Cave, and now, this person has arrived in the pavilion and has been made public by the fourth lady.

Mo Xitian and Wu Mu looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but be happy.

Mo Xie Wenxuan was already accustomed to this sister's naughty behavior in the past, and stood there with a smile, always calm.

Wu Lushu was already blushing, lowered his head slightly and smiled silently, but Mrs. Yizhi came up to relieve the siege:

"Child, you're tired of traveling, don't be restrained when you come to the pavilion, treat it like your own home."

"Lu Shu greets my uncle, my wife, my brothers, my sisters, and my sisters."

My green and silver bell-like voice is very good.

"Good! Good! The family sat down and spoke slowly. ”

Mo Yetian hadn't been so happy for a long time, everyone sat down one by one, and Mrs. Yizhi ordered someone to serve tea.

Old friends reunited, there is a cave pavilion filled with a joyful atmosphere, Mo Xitian and Wu Mu Xiang in the Ao Hall to talk, and then everyone together to visit the pavilion, enjoy the snow. A group of people from the Xiangyun main hall into the pass and the door into the Ao Hall to browse the middle pavilion garden, through the corridor to the Zhongkang Mansion of the 10,000-character book building to take a break and drink tea, and then follow the walk to the Shubai Mansion to climb high and overlook the light of the mountain, see the disciples practice martial arts, lunch is placed in the Shubai Mansion Xiaoyi Hall, after a quarter of an hour Xing to the south of the Fusi Building, the north of the Panyu Building, the west of the Fengsi Building, the east of the Qinyue Building surrounded by the fourth floor of an inner courtyard, after a little visit, everyone moved to the Fusi Building - Mo Xietian's residence, it was evening, after dinner dispersed. Mo Xitian arranged for Wu Muxiang's father and daughter to rest in Shubai Mansion.

On an early winter night, the moon was bright but cold.

In the inner room of Panyu Building, Mrs. Yizhi is helping Mo Xitian to widen his clothes:

"Lu Shu, this kid, I like it very much, smart and smart."

"What I like, your precious son?"

Mo Xitian's tone was satisfied.

"They have known each other since childhood, and they like to play in one place, so they have a reason to get married, otherwise why don't you have a relationship with Pingwei! It's just that I've been separated for too long now, and it takes time to run in and get along. ”

Mrs. Yizhi said as she put Mo Xitian's Blood Yang Knife into the knife holder, this is Mo Yetian's habit for decades, and she must wipe her love knife respectfully before going to bed.

"Or Madame understands."

He laughed.

Suddenly, a galloping figure flashed in front of the window!

"Someone broke in!"

Mo Xitian put on his clothes and pulled out his sword, and the disciples in the pavilion also rushed over when they heard the sound.

"Let Pingwei and Wen Xuan take a closer look around, and be sure not to disturb the guests."

Mo Xitian commanded.

"Master, the senior brother and the second senior brother have already gone to Fusi Building and Qinyue Courtyard."

A disciple replied.

Mo Xitian shook his hand and motioned for them to stand down. He was puzzled in his heart at the moment, there was no other cave pavilion that had no contact with the outside world, how could someone visit late at night? Could it be ......

"Not good!"

Mo Xitian shouted!

Mrs. Yi Zhi was wondering why he was so surprised, and was about to ask, when she heard someone at the door say:

"Master, something happened to Fusilou."

Mo Xietian's premonition is very strong, it must be! He thought silently in his heart, and almost came to the Fusi Building in a daze.

Mo Xie Pingwei greeted him, with a gloomy face:

"Dad, the Fusi Building has been stolen."

When Mo Xitian heard this, his heart suddenly turned around! His voice was hoarse, and he muttered:

"Sooner or later, it will come."

His actions frightened Mo Xie Pingwei and Mo Xie Wenxuan, they had never seen their father, who had always been steady and resolute, so imitating, almost frightened, or should be described as despairing.

In the snow-capped mountain stream, the cold moonlight flashed lonely, and the cold north wind passed by.

Mo Xie Takili chased the night intruder for nearly a quarter of an hour, and the man was so successful that he seemed to be missing at this moment. She stopped, panting with her back to a snowy tree.

"It's too fast."

She raised her eyes, and because of the uneven forest, there was a little blur in the surroundings.

Suddenly, something fell in front of her without a sound, and just snorted! To be exact, it is a tall, fresh air, "white cloak" that falls from the sky. She thinks that she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and her five senses are very sensitive, how could she not notice that someone is approaching her, and she is surrounded so dangerously. Wait, isn't the "white cloak" the intruder he chases!

"Are you going to come home with me?"

The white cloak opened his mouth, and his voice was warm and low, but there was an undoubted domineering spirit.

Just now, Mo Xie Takili noticed the sound in the courtyard, and chased after the two figures, one black and one white, and the two of them walked separately from the fork, and she quickly followed the person in front of her.

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, Mo Xie Takili made a move with his double cloud palm, and raised his leg to kick, but he didn't want his right hand to block, jumped to avoid his feet, and instantly detoured back to her side from behind, with a condescending momentum.

She looked up and was about to take a closer look, when she instantly smelled a special fragrance, it was green kapok! This kind of green plant is very rare in the Central Plains.

"Why did you come here late at night, and you brought me here just now?"

Of course, she knew that although her light skills were not weak, she couldn't catch up with him at all.

"Oh."

He looked at her differently, first, her kung fu was remarkable, and second, her mind was clear.

The gaze fell on her face, I had never seen such a unique eye, as if there was a clear spring, calm as glass, condensed skin, cherry lips like Yan, waist-length black hair blowing in the wind! She is a head taller than ordinary women, the whole person exudes a quiet and elegant temperament and lovely stubbornness, there is vigilance to prepare for war but no more panic, in the vast snowfield she is fresh, shining, but also static and eternal, he lost his mind for a while.

Meeting the eyes of the other party, what greeted Mo Xie Taki's eyes was an angular face, handsome and majestic, a pair of burning black eyes, deep and unknown, a high nose bridge, delicate as a carving, a strand of hair on the forehead fluttering uniquely, the corners of the mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and it was not shocked. Nightcrawlers are all dressed in black, but he is dressed in white, is he too confident?

Mo Xie Takili drew his sword with a move to "wear the stars and wear the moon", skillfully attacking its side, and the sword was sharp.

"Wearing the stars and the moon is very appropriate."

He finally flashed his sword and dodged to the right, defending slowly and attacking effortlessly.

"Suo Luo Jian? Why do you have the sword of Sula? ”

Mo Xie Takili was surprised, what he was holding in his hand was actually the Suo Luo Sword, according to legend, this sword was the sword of the god of war Dong Yue during the founding period of the country, it condensed the light and swift Ling Yue Qi, invincible in a hundred battles, after Dong Yue passed away, there was no news of the Su Luo Sword in the world.

"It's not easy to know this sword." At this time, his eyes were as gloomy as the deep sea, "I can only tell you that this sword is a gift from a close friend, and it is also a family treasure, and it has always rested by my father's side." ”

A best friend of the god of war? Who is he? She muttered to herself.

The two of them danced in the sassy snow array, and there was a tendency to move with martial arts.

After five moves, Mo Xie Takili hid the sword behind him, stepped on the snow and volleyed in the air, and flew the wild goose in one move, approaching the top of the opponent's head.

"Bergamot Flower Transfer."

His eyebrows were raised, and he slashed his sword into the snow, standing five steps away.

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, Mo Xietian only passed on to her the Buddha's hand transfer flower, the rivers and lakes rarely knew, why did he know?

"Are you still fighting?"

It means that if he wants to continue, he will not slack off.

The person in front of him has a suspenseful identity and profound martial arts! Even if he has changed the "Bai Hong Sword Technique" of the Shadowless School, the "Dawn Sword Technique" and the "Buddha's Hand Shifting Flowers" in Qianzhu Cave, he knows how to crack it, and Mo Xie Takili understands that it is time to put his curiosity on the shelf.

"Why did you steal my family's sword book?"

He had no intention of harming herself, which she did not doubt after knowing that her kung fu was vastly different from his, she raised her sword and asked.

He smiled, and a hint of playfulness flashed on his handsome face:

"I always do things according to my own will, and there is no reason."

Although her words were relaxed, she heard a kind of loneliness and incomprehension that was difficult to dissolve, was she too sensitive?

"With your martial arts, you can come and go silently, alarm me, do you want to kill me or see me?"

When she spoke about the possibility of the latter, she couldn't help but be more suspicious.

Her eyes reacted beyond his expectations, she could see through people's hearts? She's really smart.

"It's useless to kill a foolish person, but it's also boring to kill someone who understands." His eyes were as bright as abyss: "Borrow the sword spectrum for three days and return it as scheduled." ”

"Do I have the right to object?" The answer in my mind is, no.

Feeling the chill in his eyes, he left his eyes on the snowflakes of the cloak, and when the snow began to fall again, he came out alone, and his father and mother must be careful.

"Say yes."

He turned to look into the distance, and the goose feathers and snow fell into the sky, even if it was white and flawless in the air, it all fell quietly in this strange dust.

"The sky is full of snow dance, and the tide is in the vastness. Hanging the mirror to seek the lake, don't change the boundary. ”

His eyes were as dark as an abyss, and his tone was like ice.

It is true that others are invisible. Mo Xie Takili faced such a person for the first time, he was like the surging sea, and like the mountains looking up, in a trance, he was like a hundred rivers, and in reality he was like a hazy person. What kind of life experience and growth environment will create a person who is delicate and bold, wise and lonely, and not cold and arrogant?

"I can't get the sword book back today, but things have their owners, just like my father doesn't worry about you."

She took a few steps, and smiled faintly, like a lotus.

He held his breath as if he thought:

"He's not worried, it's because it's an ordinary sword book." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the empty valley.

Mo Xie Takiri glanced at the snowy distant mountains and returned.

On the mountainside, she met Mo Xie Pingwei and his party who came to look for her, and the people who came came were all holding torches and illuminating the mountain road.

"Takiri, I'm in a hurry, you're not hurt, are you?"

Seeing that Mo Xie was sweating in the cold, he was the only one who was worried.

"Big brother, I'm fine."

She said while helping him wipe his sweat, but she knew in her heart that this "Nuoyin Sword Spectrum" was by no means simple.

Back at the Beyou Cave Pavilion, the snow stopped at the beginning. Mo Yetian and Mrs. Yizhi were eagerly looking forward to returning in front of the hall.

"Takiri!"

Mrs. Yizhi stepped forward to shake off the snow from her clothes, her eyes full of concern.

"Sister, why did you chase you out alone?"

Mo Xie Yun pounced and hugged her tightly.

"Mother, father, Yunji, I'm fine." She looked at Mo Yetian, who seemed worried, "My daughter failed to recover the "Nuoyin Sword Spectrum", the martial arts of the person who came was extremely high, and her identity was unknown. ”

"Did you do it with someone?"

Mo Xitian was extremely uneasy.

"I only had a few moves with one of them, and they didn't mean to hurt me, just for the sword spectrum, saying that they would borrow the sword spectrum for three days and return it as scheduled."

Mo Xie's words made everyone suspicious.

"It's incomprehensible to behave like this."

Mrs. Yizhi looked at Mo Xietian.

"Madame don't have to bother, he comes from and has his purpose." Mo Xie Tian looked at Mo Xie Long Li safe and sound, put down a heart that was hanging high, and said, "Speaking of the sword spectrum, you all come and sit down." ”

Mrs. Yi Zhi retreated left and right.

"Where to start."

Mo Xitian wanted to speak and stopped.

"Dad, you tell us who you have had a holiday with, who wants to be unfavorable to the Tianxia faction, everyone has stolen to the house, do you still have to avoid it?"

Mo Xie Pingwei was furious.

"Wei'er, when will you change your fiery temper?"

Mrs. Yi Zhi stopped him softly.

Mo Xie Pingwei was silent after seeing his mother's eyes. Although he has an impatient personality, he is very filial and respectful to his parents.

"That's it!" Mo Yetian looked around at everyone, "The Tianxia Sect has been upright since its founding, without damage to the rivers and lakes, worthy of the ancestors, fearless in the martial arts, and not afraid of any evil sects looking for trouble." There is only one point, I want to tell you, "Nuoyin Sword Spectrum" is not a strange book, but just a book of mental methods written by your grandmother and the elders I sent together, and you have practiced it since you were a child, and you don't need to look for it again if you lose it. Today's events are considered by the father, and they have a great deal to do with the imperial court, and even if they are related, you don't have to be involved. ”

He said several strange words in quick succession, "no", "relevant", "not", "no"! The Mo evil brothers and sisters looked at each other, full of doubts.

"Could it be him, King Banquet?" Mo Xie Wenxuan is the most cautious, the king of banquet in his mouth is the younger brother of the emperor today, ranked third, called the king of banquet, "This person is powerful in the court and in the martial arts, and he is dominant." It is rumored that the light work is peerless, and it seems that everything in the world is omnipotent. can come and go without a trace, quietly and silently, just to borrow the sword spectrum, acting so mysteriously and domineeringly, I am afraid that he is the only one. ”

Rumors about the banquet king, the wind in the rivers and lakes is surging, too many to mention, Mo Xie Wenxuan has been going down the mountain to buy medicinal materials all year round, and he has heard a lot.

"What kind of bullshit king he is, he is so high-flying and domineering, and there is no one in his eyes, it is simply unreasonable!"

Mo Xie Pingwei's eyes were bulging.

"Dad, my daughter really can't see through the martial arts path of the person who came, and his sword really shocked me, it's Suo Luo Sword."

Mo Xie Takiri recalled all kinds of things about that person, and felt that he was becoming more and more bizarre.

"Salo Sword."

Mo Xietian responded, as if expected.

"The sword of the god of war? It is rumored that this sword has disappeared for a hundred years, and it will be killed if it reappears! ”

Mo Xie Wenxuan was surprised, and at the same time, he also felt that he had always loved to study swords and weapons, and Mo Xie Tian, who had collected them, had a reaction that was contrary to the norm at this time, in fact, there were too many places where Mo Xie Tian was different from usual tonight...... He has always been delicate, and he is worried.

Mrs. Yizhi grabbed Mo Xie Longli and admonished:

"I only heard that Suo Luo Jian was transferred to the imperial court, and I don't know what he said later. Takiri, the next time you encounter this sword, you can't be strong. ”

"Understood, mother."

Mo Xie Longli obviously saw the love in Mrs. Yizhi's eyes, worried, and ...... Fear? Did you read it wrong?

"Dad, people come and go so freely, doesn't it make our guards useless, it's too arrogant!"

Mo Xie Yunji was scared when he thought about it.

Mo Xietian didn't reply, and said to himself:

"The Tianxia faction has broken away from the rivers and lakes, ask for peace and quiet, you remember! Wen Xuan doesn't have to be suspicious, no one has really met the legendary banquet king, even if it is such a bizarre character, he has never had any contact with my pavilion, so he doesn't have to mind. Just go and get a good night's sleep. ”

At this time, Mo Yetian's eyes were peaceful and calm, giving his family unlimited strength.

"It's night, don't toss it, listen to your father, go back." Mrs. Yizhi was relieved, "Xuan'er, have you ever inspected the Shubai Mansion again?" ”

Mo Xie Wenxuan replied:

"Mother, I have personally inspected it, and my third uncle and they are all right."

"Good! That's good. ”

Mrs. Yizhi looked at Mo Yetian, and the two of them were relieved.

Book White House

Wu Lushu stood at the door of the room wearing a blue coat, and many people were sent outside the Shubai Building, and lanterns were also added to the corridor.

"Girl, the second son asked the slave to inform the girl that the Fusi Building was stolen in front of her, but now it is clean, and the girl should rest earlier."

A maid came up and saluted.

"Okay, thank you."

Wu Lu Shu wondered: How can there be thieves breaking in? She didn't want to ask more, and when she turned around, she saw that the people in the porch were looking this way.

It was Mo Xie Wenxuan, in the Xiaoxiao night, he was still gentle and elegant, calm and calm, I saw him nodding politely to this side.

Wu Lushu owed, watching his back slowly disappear into the corner of the corridor, a light smile on the corner of his lips.

"Wen Xuan, do you still remember the paper kite you gave me when you were a child."