Tibetan Sword Villa.

Under the peach blossom tree, drink alone under the warm moon.

Hearing the sound of squirming footsteps from far and near, he raised his eyes and saw that it was Mutang, and his expression softened a little.

I still remember that day, he watched the peach blossoms with her, and it was this little girl who had just entered the villa who rushed over recklessly.

Now, the girl is still there, but the Yiren are gone.

Because of her, he even took special care of her personal maid.

I can't remember how many times she was asked to talk about the bits and pieces of her service in the past, and she couldn't be found, so I had to use these as comfort.

And Mu Tang is still there, so that his delusions also have a reason to exist, maybe one drunk morning when he first woke up, the woman in white clothes Shengxue, with picturesque eyebrows, would smile at him lightly and say, I'm back.

Mu Tang handed over a cloak, "Second son, the night is cold, and the cold wine hurts your body." ”

He didn't answer, but just asked, "You say, where is Sister Yi now?" Why can't I always find her? ”

Mu Tang looked at the noble son in front of him, with a deep waist and temples, and he was as warm as jade.

He could only be so uncontrollable when he was drunk, but his eyes were so clear that all the pain was clearly visible.

She repeated the answer she had answered in a low voice, "Miss said before leaving that if there is the protection of the Hidden Sword Villa, the thief will not dare to show up, so she has to leave to find the Tiansheng Water Scroll, and when she finds it, she will naturally come back, and the second son does not have to worry too much." ”

Wen Jing smiled bitterly, if he could not worry, how good.

Tiansheng water scroll, the treasure of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty's tomb, he doesn't care about it.

As long as she's safe.

He even wished that she was going with her eldest brother and that at least someone could be by her side to protect her.

Half a month ago, he received a letter from his eldest brother with her whereabouts. He galloped day and night, almost sleeplessly, to the little inn, but they had already left. He left only a letter informing him that everything was all right, and that when he had done all things, he would return to the lodge and tell him not to read it.

He searched one by one within a radius of dozens of miles, but found nothing, and could only return again in vain.

The rivers and lakes are so big, it's too easy to hide someone.

He took the cloak from Mu Tang's hand, "Go ahead, I still want to sit alone for a while." ”

Makutang could only retire and leave.

I didn't go far to meet Mrs. Wen.

She looked at Wen Jing's figure under the peach blossom tree from afar and asked, "Jing'er is drinking alone again?" ”

Mutang bowed his head and saluted, "Yes." ”

"It's not productive." Mrs. Wen snorted coldly and was about to go over.

The old woman who followed behind her persuaded her, "Madam, let the second son be, think how happy he was before he traveled, and now he must be so disappointed." I thought that I was completely sure that I could welcome Miss Zhuang and my son back, but who would have expected that the bamboo basket would be empty. ”

Mrs. Wen looked at her son and drank a jar of wine, and said angrily and distressedly: "I can't get used to seeing him borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, obviously there was nothing a few days ago, who recruited him tonight, so that he is good and unhappy?" ”

As she spoke, her eyes swept towards Mutang, with warning and coldness.

Mu Tang hurriedly knelt down, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Mrs. Wen's eyes were still fixed on her, "If I know who is making trouble, I will not spare her." ”

Mu Tang continued to kneel and bow his head, silent.

Mrs. Wen snorted coldly, glanced at her son again, and scolded in a low voice, but finally obeyed the old woman's persuasion and turned around and walked back and forth.

The old woman followed behind her and said in a low voice: "Madame, don't blame the second son, today is the birthday of the son......"

"Ah......" Mrs. Wen suddenly paused, her face stunned.

The old woman looked at Mrs. Wen's expression and didn't dare to say any more.

After a while, Mrs. Wen laughed at herself, "I forgot." It's okay to forget. ”

The old woman wanted to speak and stopped, but finally she didn't say anything.

Mrs. Wen walked slowly and onwards.

When they were far away, Mu Tang got up, they thought they were far away, and the voice was so soft that she would not be able to hear it.

But I don't want to, people who practice martial arts in Mutang naturally have stronger ear power than ordinary people.

She listened to their conversation word for word, puzzled by Madame Wen's very different attitude towards her two sons, and walked towards her own place.

It's not that she has a habit of eavesdropping, but no matter whether it's useful or not, she always doesn't miss any opportunity to help the young palace master.

Pushing the door into the room, the room was empty, only a night lamp remained, and the shadow of the bamboo outside the window was printed.

It's just a normal thing.

But the experience of wandering between life and death over the years told me that this night, this moment, this room, is not the same.

There was a cold negligent approach behind her, and she suddenly turned around, but it was still too late, and the key points on her body had been restrained.

The other party moved too fast, and his martial arts cultivation was far above him, and he took the lead.

She could only be carried by others without the power to resist, all the way out through the wall, the wind whistling in her ears, and after a while, it fell silent.

The acupuncture points on his body were unlocked, and Mu Tang looked around at the lush jungle around him, as well as the handsome and indifferent young man in front of him, and his purple robe was blown by the night wind, like a demon growing in the dark night.

"What is the intention of the Yan Hall Master to visit for no reason?" She spoke lightly.

Yan Qichi's voice was cold, "As a shadow servant, I don't follow my master, but I hide in the deep mansion compound to enjoy the glory, what's the use of keeping you?" ”

"What Mu Tang did, he only needs to explain to the young palace master, and he doesn't need to bother with the Yan hall master." Mu Tang looked at him coldly.

"Very good," Yan Qichi was not angry, his eyes locked on her firmly, slowly, step by step, and asked, "Where is she now?" ”

Mu Tang unconsciously stepped back, "I don't know." ”

Yan Qichi's eyes gathered, and he reached out and pinched her jaw fiercely, "You say it again." ”

There is a unique way of contact between the shadow attendant and the master, if there is someone in this world who knows the news of Su Nianchi, then this person must be Mu Tang.

Mu Tang frowned in pain, but he still didn't back down, looking directly into his cold eyes, "I don't know, even if I know, I won't tell you."

When the words fell, she was slammed out with a heavy palm, and the whole person curled up to the ground in pain.

Yan Qichi was smiling, "Have you forgotten everything from the past?" ”

Mu Tang froze and did not speak.

He squinted at her for a long time, knowing that he couldn't ask an answer to her. Fortunately, the same fate Gu in her body has not flare up now, which at least shows that Su Nianchi is fine at the moment.

When my heart calmed down, I didn't care too much about her disobedience, and suddenly remembered a thought, "You say, if I take you as a hostage, will she show up?" ”

Mu Tang felt ridiculous, "The meaning of the shadow attendant's existence is to die for the master, not to let the master be restrained." The master of the Yan Hall thought that with the heart of the young palace master, but whatever she decided, who would change it? ”

Definitely not.

Yan Qi lost interest and didn't bother to stay longer.

The wind rises and stops.

The figure of the purple-clothed demon had disappeared into the dark night.

He is a close disciple of the palace master, and he is talented and intelligent, and he is very popular with the palace master.

Peerless martial arts, golden and jade beauties, the things that the world is eager for are at his fingertips, everything comes too young and too easy, so it is inevitable that there will always be a bit of juvenile heart.

It's just that no one knows whether this young man's heart is a disguise or a true intention.

And under his youthful nature, how ruthless and ruthless he is, she knows it all too well.

Mu Tang got up slowly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

In fact, just now, she didn't lie.

It has indeed been a few days since she lost the news of the young palace master.

She received no instructions from her, and the messages she sent were never heard back to.

She didn't know what had happened to her, she didn't know where she was.

I also wanted to look for it, but I didn't dare to disobey the order she gave before leaving.

And she also believes that the young palace master will be fine.

At least at this moment, the innocence of the Gu worms in her body can make her feel at ease.

She looked at the moonlight in the sky, and didn't know that Su Nianchi at this moment was also looking at the bright moon in the same round as her.