Jue'er walked in with a smile on her face, looked at Yun Qi's painting, and widened her eyes: "Brother Yun, you painted your sister-in-law so vividly!"

Yun Qi painted a standing Huaxi smoke, on a mountain cliff, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled behind her, and the orange light was magnificent and magnificent above the entire sky.

Looking carefully, Hua Xiyan's demeanor and appearance are lifelike, and even every fine line on the orange soft smoke is clearly drawn.

It was the scene of that day in Luliang Mountain.

Yun Qi slowly dropped the last stroke, and then he looked over Jue'er's shoulder and looked at Mei Qidao Gu behind him: "Dao Gu is here to clean up the portal?"

"Yes." Mei Qidaogu's smooth face without a trace of wrinkles was full of smiles, and she didn't feel that what she was talking about was a big matter of life and death.

"People mourned her brother in Yang's mansion. Hongnong Yang has prospered for so many years, and it is indeed time for the curtain to come to an end. ”

Half of the ten major families of Shengtian have long since withered, and many of them have long been extinct, and the Yang family has gained a foothold from the left and right, and now, this set has long been inapplicable.

"Won't Aunt Dao regret it? After all, it's your beloved apprentice. Yun Qi chuckled.

"It's my apprentice who is good, I don't think the word love counts, my beloved apprentice is only one, she Yang Jinrong, is not worthy." Mei Qidaogu snorted coldly, and her words were full of disdain.

"Is it me, is it me?" Jue'er pointed to her nose and looked at Aunt Mei Qidao expectantly.

"It's not." Mei Qidaogu ruthlessly struck out.

Jue'er's shoulders fell suddenly, thinking that the master was really a small weapon, couldn't he praise her in front of her? Can't you?

"If Getu hears Daogu's words, he will be happy."

"That kid, he's not uncommon." Although Mei Qidaogu said this, she still had a smile on her face. As long as she talks about Getu, she is proud.

"But have you found your daughter-in-law?" Mei Qidaogu didn't open any pot and mentioned which pot, just looked at Yun Qi and finally brought a trace of laughter that disappeared in an instant.

"She went back to Beijing, but I didn't see her." Yun Qi rubbed his forehead with a little headache.

"I heard that you didn't leave Chen Liugu before? I thought you had gone to the snowy mountains to find her. ”

"I wanted to go to the Snow Mountain, but I met the master halfway, the master said that the phoenix star had not fallen, and Zhiwei must not have died, and later the Yun secret guard sent me back the news, so I came to Beijing." Yun Qi patiently explained to Aunt Mei Qidao.

"Huaxiyan has his own ability, as long as there is no accident under the snow mountain, there is no accident in Shangjing now."

Yun Qi bowed his head slightly, although he said so, it was finally a comfort.

Before Yun Qi's mood was a little better, he heard another sentence that made him want to kill: "That's not necessarily."

Yun Qi's face darkened suddenly.

Jue'er blinked, heard this familiar voice, and shouted: "Valley Master!"

Wang Jingqian walked in from outside in a wheelchair, and when he saw Jue'er, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Jue'er ran up and chirped, "Gu Master, I have newly practiced a Gu this time, and it will definitely be able to heal your legs."

After that, he pulled out the plug of the jar in his arms, reached out and dug out a bunch of black things from inside, and was about to wipe Wang Jingqian's face.

Wang Jingqian slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair retreated quickly, avoiding the claws of Jue'er.

"No need, Jue'er, don't make any more effort."

"No, Lord Valley, my ambition is to help you heal your legs! If it doesn't work for a day, I'll spend a year, and if it doesn't work for a year, I'll spend a lifetime! I'm going to heal your leg anyway! ”

Obviously sounding majestic and moving, Wang Jingqian seemed to hear some thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"Jue'er." Wang Jingqian looked at her very seriously, "My legs don't hurt or itch, and I'm used to this kind of wheelchair life." But every time you use Gu on me, it's really, really, too uncomfortable. ”

Jue'er's Gu really made him "moved" every time and his tears were going to stay. The level of discomfort is terrible every time. Just when he thinks this time is enough, the next time will refresh his bottom line.

Jue'er pouted very dissatisfied, and before she could denounce Wang Jingqian, she was preempted by Yun Qi: "What did you say just now?"

Curse his wife? If he doesn't tell him a reason today, he's not done with him!

"She's hurt."

The atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze all at once.

"Make it clear." Yun Qi's voice was as low as ice.

Wang Jingqian looked at Yun Qi with a look of "I still said that you care about her", and then said unhurriedly: "The internal organs are contracted, the eight veins are empty, the dantian is depressed, at least half a year, and at most three years can not use force, what do you say she will use to protect herself?" Does she have a brilliant brain? ”

However, everyone knows that before brute force, all wisdom is empty talk.

"Why didn't you tell me before!" Yun Qi's voice sank more and more.

"Did you ask before?" Wang Jingqian replied unceremoniously, "You patronized killing people before, did you care about anything else?" ”

Yun Qi forced his urge to beat Wang Jingqian.

"So, your daughter-in-law, you better go and find it quickly, otherwise...... Hmph......" Coldly throwing down a sentence, Wang Jingqian turned his wheelchair and left.

"Did you curse your cousin like that?" Yun Qi squinted at Wang Jingqian's thin back, "An old man in his forties, don't accumulate a little virtue!" ”

Wang Jingqian's hand holding the wheelchair was repeatedly forced, and finally let go: "The appearance of a person in his forties is no different from that of a twenty-year-old, unlike someone, who has aged a lot in his twenties."

Is he old? He's just a little haggard because of what he's been anxious about lately.

"The demon of Soul Valley is talking nonsense here, Ziyi, please let the demon out!"

After Yun Qi finished speaking viciously, Ziyi immediately appeared and pushed Wang Jingqian out.

This man's mouth is really getting more and more poisonous! Wang Jingqian thought viciously.

——

The heavy atmosphere in Yang's mansion made people extremely depressed, Yang Jinrong was wearing plain white clothes, kneeling in front of the mourning hall and burning paper.

The Yang family is completely finished, and the son is gone. The other concubines are all mud that can't support the wall, and if the Yang family is handed over to them, I'm afraid it will be destroyed a little faster.

"Miss, you've been kneeling here for a long time, rest for a while." The maid next to her couldn't help but comfort.

"Get out of here!" Yang Jinrong suddenly glared at the maid behind her, her red bloodshot eyes made her whole person look terrifying.

The maid shrunk her neck and pursed her lips aggrievedly, but still said, "Miss, this is ...... to your child."

"Get out of here!" Yang Jinrong was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, picked up the brazier in front of him and threw it at the maid, the brazier fell on the maid's body, and her hair and clothes burned for a while.

"Ah......h

"Throw her in the backyard for Kuroko!" Yang Jinrong said viciously, not looking at the maid.

The maid was quickly taken down, and the mourning hall seemed to be calm again.

"The anger is so big, don't accumulate some yin virtue for the child in the belly." A sarcastic voice came from outside the door.

This voice seemed to be Yang Jinrong's sore spot, and she suddenly bounced up from the ground and glared at the person who came fiercely.

"What are you doing here!"

"You're pregnant with my baby, and I'm not going to see you yet?" Wei Xiong said with a look of course.

"The child is not yours!" Yang Jinrong hurriedly retorted.

Who knew that Wei Xiong's smile was even more sarcastic: "Yes, you have been by so many people, of course the child is not mine!"

"Wei Xiong, you're not human!" Yang Jinrong roared hysterically.

"Whatever you say, the child is my Belle blood anyway." Wei Xiong's majestic body leaned against the door frame, "I'm just here to inform you, hurry up and mourn, and go back to Belle with me afterwards." ”

"Why should I go back to Belle with you!" Yang Jinrong's heart fluctuated violently.

"Could it be that you want my Belle descendants to be born in the Holy Heaven?" Wei Xiong patiently explained to Yang Jinrong, "I advise you not to move those messy thoughts, you will keep this child for me, take care of it, you are my twenty-fourth aunt, I will give you a place." If you're not obedient...... I don't know what I'll do, after all, now, the Yang family is not what it used to be, isn't it? ”

"Wei Xiong, are you still a man!"

"Are you annoyed by this sentence all day long?" Wei Xiong dug out his ears impatiently, "Also, it doesn't matter if you live or die, don't force me to dig your Yang family's ancestral grave, after all, I think you are a filial descendant!" ”

Yang Jinrong was so angry that he couldn't say a word, his chest rose and fell violently, and he almost had to carry it in one go.

"Take your aunt down to rest and take good care of it." Wei Xiong gave an order to the people behind him, and Shi Shiran left.

Yang Jinrong's head was about to burst, looking at Wei Xiong's departing figure, his eyes were dark, and he fainted on the maid who was holding him next to him.

She had a bunch of strange dreams, filled with all sorts of strange visions. There is a scene when she was a child in the Valley of Returning Souls, and there is a love-hate entanglement with He Lanhao, but when she talked to He Lanhao later, the person in front of her suddenly turned into Wei Xiong's rough face, and when Wei Xiong approached her, he suddenly divided into several faces, and became obscene with Belle and those people

laughed to the extreme, and then pounced on her, endlessly entangled.

Yang Jinrong struggled and shouted, but to no avail. It's like falling into a huge whirlpool, and you can't get out of it.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Yang Jinrong screamed and sat up from the bed suddenly.

She gasped deeply, her bedclothes already soaked from cold sweat.

She was terrified, her eyes wandering. The brain is also a state of emptiness, and the thoughts have long drifted to the clouds.

"Awake?" A flat, emotionless voice came from the window.

This voice Yang Jinrong is too familiar, she has been listening to it for more than ten years, and that natural fear has been buried deep in her bones, so that she has not yet made any mental reaction, and has already taken the first step to roll down and kneel on the ground, and respectfully called: "Master!"