Chapter Seventy-Six: Old Man Mu

In the past few days, Yan Qingcang has been in the Hell Fang and has not gone out, as if he remembered some things, some things he had forgotten.

Fragments always flashed before his eyes, but each one was her face.

Mei Ningxiang has been by his side, quietly looking at his back, without words, not knowing what he is thinking.

She watched the moon outside the window getting darker and darker, and gently hooked her lips, thinking that it was about to dawn.

"You go out, I want to be alone for a while."

There was no light in the hell in the darkness, and his voice came in a gloomy voice.

Mei Ningxiang stared at his back, for a long time, her face was flushed with a trace of bitterness, she looked at him deeply a few times, and sighed helplessly: "I really didn't expect that Yan Jun drank the forgetfulness of the dispersion, and he still couldn't forget her." ”

"What did you say?" Yan Qing stood up suddenly, staring at her with reddened eyes: "You say...... Forget the ......"

Mei Ningxiang laughed: "Isn't Yan Jun already suspicious in his heart? ”

"Who the hell is she?" Yan Qingcang's voice was very soft, he wanted to know.

"She's ......" Mei Ningxiang paused, and the long tail note dragged in the air so sadly.

"Your wife."

"Ruoyun, wife......" Yan Qingcang thundered like five thunders, and he actually made his knees limp, and he muttered her name, and his voice was soft like a little warm wind in his heart, but with a thick pain.

Sure enough, that's true!

"It's the forgetfulness that she fed you with her own hands, I just hope that I can have a good life if I forget her."

"Heh......"

Yan Qingcang actually laughed out loud, his voice became softer and softer, his vision became more and more blurred, and his chest was filled with countless remorse and pain.

What a stupid woman......

Mei Ningxiang half-knelt beside him, hugged him gently, buried her face in his clothes, couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, only heard her voice muffled and obscure:

"Qingcang, how good it would be if you fell in love with me, you know, I can bear all the pain in this world alone, but unfortunately, I have done so much, even if you don't remember her time, I still can't enter your heart."

"Why are you telling me this?" Yan Qingcang squinted at her.

Mei Ningxiang didn't answer, she still leaned on top of him, raised her face slightly, her eyes were blurred, and her expression seemed to recall the past: "I've been by your side for eight years, but unfortunately, for eight years, I have taken good care of you, and I can't withstand your three or four years. ”

Yan Qingcang's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, seeing Mei Ningxiang's eyes slightly closed, her lips moved, and there was a faint trace of sadness on her face, and then, fine tears dripped down the corners of her eyes, lining a face that I felt sorry for, which made people feel distressed.

"What do you want to do with this, I don't have you in my heart, don't worry, I will give you a good place." Yan Qingcang withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her.

"You know, the murderer did it again last night, and he wants to kill Qingrun." Mei Ningxiang chased his gaze and suddenly said, "Ruoyun is not Lou Mantian's daughter, nor is she your enemy......"

Yan Qingcang suddenly grabbed her neck, her blood-red eyes full of murderous intent: "What do you want to do with this?" ”

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, her expression was sad, her voice was sad, and between her eyebrows, there was a sadness and grievance.

"Can you set your eyes on someone else, even for a moment, and you don't want anything just because of her death? The people who want to kill you, the people who fight for you, the people who love you, can't they be worth a cloud in your heart? ”

Yan Qingcang withdrew his hand, turned around and hid in the darkness of the workshop, his dark robe dissolving into the night, only the sound of his rapid breathing.

"Get out!"

Mei Ningxiang pursed her lips and said nothing, Yan Qingcang felt the sight behind her burn, and her beard darkened, she got up and walked to the door, pushed open the door, and a cold night breeze blew the long hair of her ears and temples, pouring into her neck with a chill, making her feel cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Qingrun may not have told you, that fire, Ruoyun was not burned to death."

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Feng stood under the cover of the night, watching the night fade away from afar, the clouds on the horizon changed, and the already worried eyebrows and eyes were even more deeply locked.

The cold wind was biting, and the Hades Hall was really cold, and she tightened her body.

Old Man Mu pushed open the door and saw Feng Qianxin standing at the door, with a layer of hoarfrost on his eyelashes.

"Miss Feng, why did you get up so early?" Old Man Mu looked at her with a look of surprise.

"Doctor Mu, there is no medicine for forgetting the dust, I came to you to catch some, and when I saw that you were sleeping peacefully, I didn't disturb you."

The cold wind made the old man Mu tremble, the placket on his body tightened, and he looked at Feng Tianxin's cold wind, as if he was reproaching: "Miss Feng, why don't you wake me up, it's freezing outside, it's not good for you to ...... a girl's house is frozen, come into the house and warm up, I'll go to the medicine stove to get you medicine." ”

The old man tightened his clothes and came to the medicine stove he had set up temporarily, holding an oil lamp in his right hand, and the faint light shook and shone on his face. The cynicism that had pervaded this face in the past was suddenly replaced by a fierce and fierce expression.

Feng Qianxin did not enter the house, but followed behind him, watching the dust in the medicine furnace blowing in his face, but the wind and snow were covered by wooden planks all around, but it was not cold.

"Here...... Can it be inhabited? ”

"Nonsense, it's freezing here, if you live there, wouldn't you freeze to death."

"Frozen to death......" Feng lowered his eyes and murmured.

Old man Mu was very talkative, looked at her and smiled: "Girl, it is true that there are no people living here." ”

With that, she took out a few packets of medicine from the cabinet and handed them to her.

Feng took the medicine and put it next to his nose and sniffed it, and said, "Doctor Mu, did you get the wrong medicine for me?" ”

Old Man Mu looked suspicious, took the medicine in her hand, put it next to her nose and sniffed it carefully, and said, "No, this is the bone medicine." ”

Feng Qian smiled heartily, hooked his lips and said, "I'm not here to get the bone medicine." ”

"What's that?"

"Yes......" Feng leaned in his heart and said slowly: "For those who are full-time bruises, for people with external injuries, that is the medicine." ”

Old Man Mu's face changed slightly, and then he pulled up the slightly wrinkled flesh on his lips and smiled: "Miss Feng, it's really unfortunate, that kind of medicine hasn't been available recently, I should talk to Yan Jun another day and let him go out and buy some." ”

"Doctor Mu, shouldn't you use that medicine yourself?"

"Miss Feng, what do you mean by that?" In the corner of the medicine furnace, the old man found a vacant space of his own, and a five-inch-high wooden box was placed upright on the vacant ground, he sat down leisurely, and then said, "What am I doing with this medicine?" ”

"What to do, I'm afraid you know what to do, Doctor Mu." Feng said slowly.

"So, you know everything." The smile on Old Man Mu's face immediately turned weird, and he no longer had a trembling and resentful look.

"Only you and you can explain why the wooden house is on fire."

"Oh?" Old Man Mu smiled when he heard this, and seemed to be interested in asking, "Why?" ”

"Because your Western Regions demon magic is afraid of fire, I'm afraid you still hurt if you whip your whips?" Feng leaned at him, and said in a cold voice: "Ruoyun must have been deceived by you to the wooden house, and found the clue, you used witchcraft to force her to comply, and in a hurry, she burned you with a fire breaker, and never wanted to set the wooden house on fire." ”

Old Man Mu clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a smart woman, it's as if you are watching it live, and your guess is not bad at all!" ”

"Those two dwarves live with you, too, right?" Feng asked him coldly.

As soon as the words fell, two dark and faint dwarves suddenly burst out of the wooden box under the old man Mu, grinning at Feng Tianxin.

"Take away your disguise, the wooden character is half of the Lou character, you are the son of Lou Mantian." Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the surging phoenix's eyes crossed a ruthless look.

Old Man Mu grinned, slowly raised his hand to remove the disguise on his body, and tore off the mask on his face, revealing a gloomy but cold face.

"Say, where did you hide Ruoyun?" Qingrun walked over from the door and blocked the door with a knife.

"I won't tell you, she is my bargaining chip to kill Yan Qingcang." Lou An raised his lips and sneered, with a blood-devouring murderous intent in his eyes.

"If you want to kill Yan Qingcang, you can have a hundred ways, why do you have to waste so many twists and turns." Feng Qianxin suddenly asked.

"I'm not going to let him die so happily, I'm going to torture him little by little, originally, I was going to kill everyone here, but now, I can't wait."

The grim laughter from the other side of the building was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"Say, who else are your people in the palace of Hades?" Qing Run asked in a cold voice.

"You would never have guessed that today I will use Yan Qingcang's blood to commemorate my dead father!" With that, a gust of wind rose from his feet, carrying a disgusting fishy aura.

"It's poisonous smoke." Feng was shocked, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, pulled up Qingrun, and retreated outside the medicine furnace.

"Damn it!" Qingrun cursed in a low voice, and when the poison dissipated, the medicine furnace was already empty.

"It seems that they have already figured out a way out."

Qingrun said: "Yan Jun should be informed of this matter and let him prepare early." ”

Feng nodded heartily, and he clenched his fists slightly and walked towards the Hell Square.

She went back to the wooden house to find Wangchen, who sat cross-legged on the soft couch with an indifferent face: "It's really him." ”

Before Feng Qianxin could speak, the door was suddenly opened by Qingrun, only to see him running in a panic, and said in horror: "Oh no, Yan Jun is not in the Hades Palace, and the note from the murderer in my room is gone." ”

Feng tilted his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows: "He went to the Snatching House." ”

"Let's go quickly, if he threatens Ruoyun, Yan Jun may be worried about his life." Qingrun became anxious.

"'Okay, I'll go with you.'" Feng tilted his head, turned back to Wuchen and said, "You are here, I will be back in a while." ”

Forget the dust looked at her worriedly: "Be careful." ”

But before the words fell, there was a muffled sound of falling to the ground at the door, and the two opened the door in shock, only to see that the world had changed outside.