In a dilapidated courtyard, an oil lamp was lit on a table with four corners, and a family of four sat around a pot of unsalted and oil-free vegetables. The two men sitting below were about the age of the weak crown, and the faces of the two men were blue and purple.

"Still don't see your cousin?"

"Yes, grandpa, as soon as we arrived at Huohou Mansion, they beat us out, and no one was willing to help us pass the message."

"Huo Chengfeng, this dog thing!" Wen Yan Song slammed his fist on the table. If it weren't for the defeat of his leg, he would have killed him in Huo Mansion and brought his granddaughter back.

Wen Yan Song sighed heavily, "God don't bless my Wen family!" ”

Wen An's wiped his tears when he heard this, and a family that was originally good withered in just a few years.

The wooden door that was originally tightly locked clicked, and the three men in the room were suddenly shocked, Wen Zixing, Wen Zisheng and the two brothers were a second-order and a third-order, and even if Wen Yansong lost his legs, the sixth-order cultivation was still there. The people outside the door were standing in their doorway without them noticing. Wen Zixing walked to the door and asked, "Who is it so late?" ”

"Zixing, I'm Erniu looking for something for you."

Erniu? He doesn't know any Erniu? And how did the people outside the door know that he was Zixing? Wen Zixing saw his father nodding and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a short man pushed it open, and he squeezed in: "Zixing, why did you open the door?" Then he closed the door.

The person who came looked a little familiar, and his face was dirty as if he had just come out from under the stove.

"Grandfather, aunt, two cousins. The unfilial piety of the Qing people makes you worried. ”

"Gentleman? You, you're not amnesia? ”

"Grandpa, the secretary is just pretending to have amnesia. In order to let the people of Huohou Mansion let down their guard. ”

"Qingren, what happened?"

"Grandpa, the Qing people have already died once, and the Qing people will no longer endure the words as before. All those who owe us will let them pay it back one by one. ”

"Qingren, Zi Ke went to Fengming Mountain to look for you, did you see him?"

"Little cousin. Little cousin she. Wen Zixing saw that Huo Qingren's face was wrong, and he felt strange in his heart, "Don't worry, Zi Ke is at the Jade Prince's place." ”

Huo Qingren was shocked, and his little cousin was in his hands.

Wen Yan Song nodded, "Lord Jade has always been a humble gentleman, and Zi Ke will definitely not be wronged when he is there." Qingren, you are your mother in exchange for your life, you must take care of yourself. ”

"I know I can't stay here anymore, grandpa. lest they arouse suspicion. "Looking at my grandfather's face, I don't seem to know about my little cousin.

Huo Qingren turned around and left, blending into the dark night.

Walking around the corner, Huo Qingren stopped, and the man in white sat in a wheelchair with black and green silk tied into a hair crown, a green hosta, and a jade fan in his hand, like a fairy. "Finished talking?"

Huo Qingren nodded and didn't speak.

"Qingren and I are also estranged?"

Huo Qingren still didn't speak.

Dongfang Yu waved his hand, a thin gold thread tightly wrapped Huo Qingren, and the more he struggled, the tighter he became, and as soon as Dongfang Yu pulled Huo Qingren's whole person into his arms. "My secretary is back." 'Gurgle' 'Gurgle' Huo Qingren clasped his hands tightly and suppressed his inner disgust. Huo Qingren was already dead, and he was killed by his own hands that day.

"Little cousin is there with you?" Huo Qingren looked into his eyes and asked.

"Well, I'll ask him to do something for me. How do you know? ”

"My second cousin told me. I'm going back, and I'll be found later. ”

Dongfang Yu let go of her, "Okay." ”

Huo Qingren disappeared into the dark night, and a man suddenly appeared behind Dongfang Yu, standing beside him.

"Master."

Dongfang Yu slapped her palm with a jade fan, "Why do you say she is pretending to have amnesia?" ”

"My subordinates don't know."

"Did she know what happened that day?"

"Unlikely."

"Oh?"

"After receiving two palms from his subordinates, even if he didn't die on the spot, it was impossible for him to still be conscious."

"The king's secretary is getting more and more interesting"